The others were already laughing maliciously, but Gu Yuanyu was not affected at all. She carried the embroidery in her arms closer to the queen and farther away from the crowd.

Everyone is a little confused. Is Gu Yuanqian ready to run away with embroidery?

The laughter was driven by curiosity and weakened.

Su Roujia's voice sounded in it: "My third sister and I are both proficient in female red, and when I heard the eldest girl Gu say that she wants to chop her hands, Roujia also thinks about it." What about you? ”

Miss Su actually extended an olive branch to herself. Su Zhenyi doesn't like Su Roujia either, but now that she can trample Su Zhaoning to death, how can she not get along.

Stretching out her hands, Su Zhenyi showed Su Roujia: "Big sister, you see how I have to chop these hands." ”

The man next to him laughed again.

Even the ladies and wives, other than the girls, began to laugh.

"These kids are so naughty." The ladies knew that their daughter was stepping on Gu Xuanyu and Su Zhaoning, but it was not their family who was stepping on it, so they didn't care.

Gu Yuanyuan finally opened the embroidery picture.

What is opened is the scene of the ancient Fu "Spring River Flower Moon" that the seventh princess asked the maid to show before.

Gu's voice sounded in this garden: "The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together." Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river......"

She read the original text of Gu Fu, and as the voice fluctuated, everyone's eyes were unconsciously brought to the picture.

On a sparkling stretch of water, the moon slowly rises from the sea. The soft light on the embroidery is directly reflected from the sea water to the bright moon, which is really a scene of the bright moon and the tide.

Looking at the flow direction of the river, between the winding paths, there are flowers and plants on the small continent.

This flower and plant is not as embroidered by ordinary people, it is purple and red, just a hundred flowers bloom. The small white flowers in the reeds are not the rich and bright peonies, nor the plum blossoms blooming in the snow, nor the peach blossoms that are swaggering in spring.

It is the most common reed flower. But the reed flower is so tenacious and tenacious that it blooms its brilliance at the water's edge.

It's humble, but it's so tough that you can't take your eyes off it, it's small, but it's really moving.

Su Zhaoning's embroidery was undoubted, and everyone couldn't help but be brought into the situation with Gu Yuan's chanting voice.

It is undeniable that this is an absolutely feminine exquisite embroidery.

Some people still want to question: "In embroidery, practice makes perfect." ”

"I'll give one thousand and one hundred taels. I don't think I can embroider something like this. "Someone has already thrown in the towel.

The one who admitted defeat was immediately pulled by the people around him, and was accused: "What are you doing, this embroidery is willing to spend thousands of taels, and there is definitely an embroidery girl." ”

Gu Yuan slowly rolled up the embroidery. She didn't turn the embroidery upside down or from side to side, as the maid had done before. Rather, it is very precious to roll it up.

"Where's the writing over there, don't you show it to us?" The one who provoked was still Su Roujia.

Su Roujia smiled: "If that's the case, Miss Gu, I can't bear to chop off my hands." ”

The women who hated Gu Yuanyu echoed in unison: "We don't want to either." ”

Gu Yuanyuan didn't pay attention to anyone, and opened the embroidery again: "It's early to close the block, don't look against the ...... of the building."

As if to steal the limelight, Su Roujia couldn't wait to annotate: "This is another poem by Zhang Weng who wrote "Spring River Flower Moon". ”

Gu's voice did not stop, and she continued to recite the poem. When chanting, everyone unconsciously followed the rhythm of the previous time and went to the embroidery to find a painting to enter the country.

On this embroidery, there is now a woman dressing up. The woman's clothes were not wrinkled except where she was sitting, and they were obviously new. But dressed in new clothes and with a large box of beads in front of her, there was no trace of joy between her eyebrows.

Don't look at the balcony, this is a woman who thinks about her husband.

Everyone suddenly realized.

"Love urges Tao Li Yan, and the heart sends the orchestra to fly ......" Everyone followed Gu Yuan's voice and entered the woman's situation together.

Although people sit in front of the dressing table, how can that heart still exist?

When Gu Yuanxuan recited poems and exhibited embroidery twice, he stood in a position where the concubine and the court's officials and daughters could see it.

When she read this poem, her hand seemed to have inadvertently let the embroidery go to the concubine's side.

Thinking that her emperor has now escorted grain and grass to the border pass, and the Rong soldiers are fierce, her emperor may not only step on grace, but also shroud in horse leather, Concubine De's heart hurts.

Makeup and washing treat each other, and the wind and flowers do not return.

This woman is waiting for her sweetheart, but herself, waiting for her son's heart, how can it not be like this?

Dreaming at midnight, I only hope that her son can say a word, but only dreaming idlers do not dream, and after waking up from the dream, I can only miss it alone.

Concubine De's eyes were a little moist, and she couldn't help but raise her hand and wipe the corners of her eyes.

She is not from such a background as a concubine, and the talent of the concubine of the concubine of the big family is not inferior to that of these ladies present.

Seeing that Gu Yuan's pause was slightly longer, Concubine De couldn't help but add: "There is another sentence where the dream soul enters, and the silence covers the weight." ”

With traces of age and full of longing emotions, Concubine De's recitation is more moving than Gu Yuan's thoughts.

It was not only the young boudoir women who were silent, but also the wives who were already married.

The wife of the military department Shangshu thought aggrievedly that her husband was actually in the same city, looking at the same blue sky as her. But because of his promise to His Majesty, he has not been back for many days.

She's just like this woman.

Mrs. Shangshu of the Ministry of War looked at the hairpin ring touched by the woman's hand on the embroidered picture, and thought with empathy in her heart, the beloved was not around, and the pearl hairpin he gave me didn't know how many times he had to be touched by himself at night.

Gu Yuan carefully rolled up the embroidery again, she looked at Concubine De, and replied, "The little woman didn't say the last sentence, not because she forgot it. ”

Gu Yuan said while slowly opening the embroidery again: "The little woman thinks that the family thinks that the family thinks of the strangers, and the foreign country is not the same bright moon and the same concern?" ”

I saw that on the embroidery, a general in military uniform was fighting on the battlefield with a weapon, his expression was resolute, and he was not moved by the blood stained on the tip of his nose.

But behind the horse, a door was half-open and half-closed.

Inside that door, there is a rare mirror.

What is printed in the mirror is the ease of the previous woman.

"Where the dream soul enters, the silence hides the heavy door." Listening to this poem at this moment, my mood is completely different.

She was not the only one who stood on tiptoe in the dream, and he was also deeply missed in his heart.

The door of the house, gently shut, echoed with the same sigh.

"My husband." A lady wiped her tears and sighed.

Concubine De's veil was completely wet, and she choked up: "The concubine gave five thousand taels, this is my motherly heart, and please don't fight with it." ”

Concubine Zhen said on the side: "Everyone understands the heart of Sister Defei, but this is a charity sale, and the one with the highest price will get it." I'll give eight thousand taels. ”

Concubine De was about to increase the price, but Gu Yuanxuan spoke: "The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is ...... together."

She recited the "Spring River Flower Moon" when she first displayed her embroidery.

In the poem, the embroidery was opened for the fourth time, and I saw that the whole text of the poem was on the embroidery.

Everyone suddenly woke up.

From beginning to end, this is an embroidery!

Where is this one piece of embroidery, these are four pieces!

Where are the four embroideries, this is a peerless treasure!

Everyone's expressions have all changed, but Gu Yuanxuan has not. She still has that poem.

But after reading it, she put the embroidery in her hand, first turned it back and forth, then moved it up and down, then flipped it left and right, and then turned it up and down again.

"The warbler cries on the shore and the willows make the spring clear, and the willows make the spring clear and the moon is bright at night. The bright moon night makes the willows in the clear spring, and the willows cry on the willow shore in the clear spring. Gu Yuanxuan used poetry to express his poetic meaning, and made a final display of this "Spring River Flower Moon".

The four pictures changed in front of their eyes like this, and everyone could no longer look at them calmly, and they no longer dared to despise them!

Su Roujia's voice sounded again: "What Miss Gu said is true, this kind of embroidery, Roujia thinks that this hand is useless, and it is unbearable to say goodbye." ”

Previously, when Su Roujia mocked Gu Yuanyu and said that she wouldn't chop her hands, everyone echoed it. But no one dares to go along with it now.

The atmosphere instantly fell silent.

Gu Yuanyuan had already shown the embroidery and was satisfied. Su Roujia also led to everyone's arrogant words, and slapped these people in the face by herself.

Su Roujia no longer opened her mouth.

Nan Wanwan endured it for too long and couldn't bear it anymore.

She knelt down and said to the queen: "The courtiers dare not go beyond the mother, but whether this embroidered courtiers are consciously present, or outside Beijing, no one can embroider it again." The courtiers are willing to pay 9,999 taels to buy it! ”

Nan Wanwan's painting made everyone's faces hurt much more than Su Roujia's euphemistic slap in the face.

She just said bluntly to the people who despised Su Zhaoning before, you are incompetent! You can't embroider! This embroidery is not more than 10,000 taels at all. It's just because of the queen's face that the price was lowered.

When everyone's faces were in pain, Concubine Zhen spoke: "Probably because I didn't grow up in Beijing, so my knowledge is extremely shallow." I also think that this embroidery is really the best in the world. But in order not to let the pearl be dusted, I am here to promise everyone. ”

"If you can embroider, or find someone to embroider a piece that is better than this embroidery, I am willing to pay 20,000 taels of silver to make the auspicious clothes for the eleventh prince at the first birthday banquet." After Concubine Zhen finished speaking, she saluted the queen and said very politely, "The concubine doesn't dare to overstep the mother, the concubine just doesn't want the pearl to be dusty and the talented person to be trampled on." ”

It is self-evident who Concubine Zhen is talking about.

During the banquet, the women all raised their hands and pinched their daughters, or pushed them.

Concubine Zhen looked at the scene at the banquet, raised the corners of her mouth, and asked loudly: "This young lady stood up, is she going to volunteer to answer my errand?" ”

The woman was pushed out by her own mother to admit her mistake, where is it from the volunteers.