Qiguo has always had the habit of sticking window flowers.

The whole country, the whole country, the south and the north are pasted, and the time is surprisingly consistent, every twenty-eighth of the lunar month, the day before or the lonely window will turn around and put on a new outfit.

The palace is no exception, and it is even more innovative.

Under the innovation of the ingenious palace people, there are always many interesting window flower patterns from here every year.

However, the masters generally do not cut the window grilles by themselves, after all, it is still too dangerous - if you accidentally hurt your hand, it will be worth the loss if you leave a few scars.

But what does this have to do with the only two little masters? With the most skilled doctors and the most effective ointments, they don't have to worry about scars at all, and they don't have to worry about any bad effects that may occur.

Xiao Zaiyang naturally doesn't need to say it, and He Qianwei, probably no one would think of provoking her.

It was He Qianwei who counted the time carefully with her fingers, and finally agreed to Xiao Zaiyang's invitation and studied the production process of window grilles with him.

A piece of rice paper that has been dyed red, and then pick a pen that is satisfactory to use.

Fold it in half and fold it in half, and then draw a pattern on it, and the carving knife and scissors go into battle together, and after half a day's busy survival, and then unfold it, a red flower will bloom on the paper.

- It is not excluded that there is an element of beautification in this step.

After all, Xiao Zaiyang and He Qianwei couldn't draw those tricks on their own, so they could only trace the outline little by little according to the drawings summarized by their predecessors.

There was nothing wrong with folding it in half. This step is so simple that there is no skill or technical content, even if Arjun is waved and stepped on with his paws, he can fold it out, let alone two living people.

What really stumps people is the steps to draw patterns on rice paper.

Xiao Zaiyang's painting skills are good, but the patterns he is exposed to on weekdays are very different from the window grilles, and it took a lot of effort to get used to it; As for He Qianwei, this person Danqing is as bad as her father, and she can draw tigers as cats that are not like four things.

As soon as the two stumped guys got angry, they stubbornly rejected the ghostwriting proposal including Ji Xiu, Mama Chen, Ruolan and others, and they buried themselves in studying for almost an hour, wasting I don't know how much rice paper.

It wasn't until Ruolan turned out a stack of red rice paper from the warehouse of Yaoguang Hall that they finally fully comprehended the essence of those patterns, and after folding them in half, they could draw the patterns they wanted in one go.

Looking at the rice paper in his hand after drawing the pattern, He Qianwei just stretched out the hand that wanted to touch the carving knife hesitated for a moment, then turned to point to the pile of failed products that were used to practice, and hesitated: "...... Why don't you cut it yourself? ”

Xiao Zaiyang had already made a move, the carving knife moved slowly along the handwriting, and he refused categorically: "You can't give up halfway in doing things." ”

If it was said that the window flower cutting was to comfort He Qianwei at the beginning, but after experiencing this unexpected setback, Xiao Zaiyang had already aroused his damn competitiveness, and he was unwilling to take the initiative to admit defeat at all.

He Qianwei had expected this answer, sighed and picked up the carving knife, pursed her lips and fought against the rice paper that was usually torn apart, but now she couldn't even cut through the knife.

It's not the first time to sacrifice your life to accompany a gentleman.

The two lowered their heads and competed with each other, the carving knife was tired of changing the scissors, and when they waited for the details, they changed it back, and slowly figured out the skills, and the movements became more and more proficient, and Ji Xiu was very pleased to see it.

As for Mama Chen, she really couldn't stand the two masters wasting the materials so badly, so she had silently left to discuss with Ruolan how to use the waste.

After paying no attention and scrapping a lot of rice paper, He Qianwei took the lead in breathing a sigh of relief and put the carving knife on the table.

She pressed the hard-won window flowers, and secretly raised her eyes to see how Xiao Zaiyang was doing.

Xiao Zaiyang, who was aware of the sight, bit his lip, carefully dropped the last knife, and brushed away all the confetti on it, but he also didn't unfold it, but said to himself: "It's done." ”

He Qianwei nodded like pounding onions, and followed closely behind to say that she had also finished cutting a window flower.

You look at me, I look at you for a long time, and in the end, no one took the initiative to see what the window grilles they had worked so hard to cut out looked like, but tacitly backhanded the hard-won window grilles into the previous semi-finished products, tacitly skipped a morning's hard work, and talked about other things.

Ji Xiu, who was in charge of the aftermath, looked as I expected, and just walked out of the gate with a pile of fragmented rice paper on his front foot, and his back foot skillfully picked out two of them that were still complete, flattened them and put them into his arms, and then instructed the little eunuch to pack all the things and throw them away.

Finally jumped over the unpleasant hurdle of window flowers, after Xiao Zaiyang went back, he originally wanted to push the pot on the person who made the plan, who knew that the emperor who knew what had happened from the mouth of the secret guard had already prepared, and skillfully cut out a complex and beautiful window flower in front of him.

"Isn't it very simple," the emperor held up the window flower and shook it in front of Xiao Zaiyang, "I didn't expect you to work so long and not cut out a decent one!" ”

Xiao Zaiyang took the window flower and was silent for a long time, and asked the emperor in a puzzled manner: "Why are you so skilled?" ”

Who is the emperor who is so idle that he has nothing to do to cut window flowers, and he is so skilled in cutting!

"That's a long story, and the reason for it has to be ......traced back to the time with your mother," the emperor was halfway through his words, and suddenly forcibly stopped the car, covered his lips and coughed in a low voice, and forcefully changed the topic to another place.

"It doesn't matter if I fail once, I still have a backup plan, but I have to wait until the Spring Festival to use it." He casually took out a book from the bookcase, and took out the red pen, looking like the development of things was under my control, "During this time, you can talk to the little girl of the He family more." ”

Xiao Zaiyang replied vaguely and didn't ask anything else.

The Emperor sighed imperceptibly.

"Go back and get some rest." After speaking, he lowered his head and swept the nonsense in his hand with a thousand lines, and planned to replace it with another book after reading and approving it.

Xiao Zaiyang walked out.

As he walked out of the gate of the Qinzheng Palace, he stopped without warning and turned to look behind him.

The palace was brightly lit, and only a few people remained in the palace as usual, so quiet that you could even hear the sound of the evening breeze blowing by.

The emperor sat at the desk in the center of the main hall, and he could see it at a glance, but there was obviously an inch-abiding Tang Zhengde beside him, but he seemed to be alone, which always made people feel that he was lonely.

Xiao Zaiyang retracted his gaze, crossed the boundless darkness, and vaguely saw the building squatting silently next to him.

More than ten years ago, there should have been lights on, and the queen of the dynasty lived.

Xiao Zaiyang smiled.

He never looked back, turned and walked into the good night.

The window grille should have passed - both parties had such a tacit understanding.

Not to mention that the days behind are also smooth sailing, and the palace people are also full of vision and do not mention the window flowers again, just plan to paste them silently, but no one expected that the emperor, who had been silent for a long time, still played on the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month.

And this time the emperor's methods are still relatively ...... Well, it's unexpected,

At first glance, he didn't seem to have done anything, but simply asked the Internal Affairs Office to send an extra batch of red rice paper, saying that it was to let the palaces cut more window flowers to be happy; But in the eyes of people who know that there are two big grievances that have not been cut out all morning to see a window flower, how unpleasant is this behavior......

Xiao Zaiyang was almost angry.

No matter what his good father has in mind, and what this rice paper is used for, he will definitely find the Qinzheng Palace, and he can't say that this matter is definitely not over.

In contrast, He Qianwei's mentality is better.

On the one hand, she had long known from her father that the emperor was occasionally out of harmony and full of bad water; On the other hand, as a person who is self-aware and does not intend to be perfect in everything, she is quite receptive to this matter.

Anyway, it can be directly thrown to Mama Chen to deal with, out of sight and out of mind, whoever is angry is Arjun.

Well, in fact, He Qianwei is also quite angry, but she is not good at getting angry.

And after the emperor offended the two little ancestors lightly, he decisively ran away with a bucket, and went to the minister's house all day long.

He is actually quite happy, especially thinking about his son's anger and itching teeth and not being able to beat him.

Tang Zhengde could only laugh awkwardly and echo, and said loudly in his heart that if you can hide from the first day of the new year, you can't hide from the fifteenth, you just wait for the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet to be mercilessly lowered by His Royal Highness!

The emperor himself knows this truth, but the life of not dying is extremely boring, although it is to do the right thing, but if he takes the opportunity to find something for Xiao Zaiyang, he always feels that something is missing.

She can't say that it's unreasonable to do this, after all, people who deliberately inquire about the ins and outs will only think that His Majesty is teasing the prince again, and they won't think of other places at all: the ministers have long been accustomed to the grievances and hatreds between their majesty and the prince, anyway, no matter how much trouble is a family affair between father and son, nothing can hinder it, but it can add some interesting insights to the boring career, why not do it.

Therefore, judging from previous experience, no one would think that the emperor always ran to the homes of some courtiers with ulterior motives. On the contrary, they will only feel that His Majesty seems to be playing quite big this time, His Highness has not even dissipated his anger, and there will be no more excitement at the banquet on Chinese New Year's Eve.

A good hand to repair the plank road darkly.

The emperor can change from a prince who has no maternal help and is not favored to ascend to the throne, and then competes with a bunch of bad things left by the first emperor and sits firmly on the throne, and even makes Daqi gradually prosperous again, and the ability to take one step and think ten steps is probably better than anyone else.

Of course, this can't be used to prove that his indulgence in Xiao Zaiyang's pampering and indulgence is just pretending, after all, not any prince can directly use the jade seal to stamp himself without the emperor's consent, and not be given death, but let the emperor hurry up to make up for what the prince said is my will.

The status of the East Palace is so solid.