Chapter 39: Silk Thread
Speaking of Han Qingwan's temperament, she is more similar to the old lady, forbearance and concealment, and always disguises herself as impeccable.
It wasn't until she almost touched the pinnacle of power that she slowly took off her disguise, at least in front of Han Youning, she no longer had to work hard to hide it.
Han Qingwan didn't make a move easily, and kept being a peacemaker, letting Han Qinglian be a knife, and frequently framed her.
The two of them fought fiercely, and in the end, no one ended well, but Han Qingwan watched the fire from the other side, gaining fame and fortune.
Han Youning smiled, "I don't think the second cousin is open-mouthed, so it's good to say anything like this." β
In a few words, Han Qingwan's sowing discord was cracked.
Han Qingwan didn't show it on her face, but in her heart, she began to have a different understanding of Han Youning than before.
Fat people aren't all stupid. The fat cousin in front of him seems to be able to read people's minds, ignoring her friendliness from the beginning, always finding her verbal loopholes, and can turn the situation around with a slight skill.
Yesterday's incident at the dock, she also heard what the second brother said, and Chen Youning actually played the second brother while talking and laughing.
Where is this idiot, it is clearly cunning to the extreme!
Han Qingwan cheered up and smiled gently, "Cousin is right. I can't say it so well. β
Han Youning said lightly, "Words are the voice of the heart, and the mouth is the seedling of the heart." There are several layers of meaning in the words he said, all of which are set in his heart. If you don't want it to sound good, it won't sound good. β
She smiled, looking at Han Qingwan's face, her tone was still indifferent, "Look, I'm not happy now, although the words I said are not too unbearable, aren't you unhappy?" β
The smile on Han Qingwan's face was almost uncontrollable. She is so unabashedly sharp, is there no need to pretend without the prince and hundreds of officials!
She clasped her hands and forced herself to calm down, "Cousin is really joking, we are all sisters, how can I be unhappy." β
"If you feel happy, then you are happy."
Han Youning's expression was faint, and he sat aside and lowered his eyes to eat snacks.
In contrast, Han Qingwan obviously lost her usual calmness, and there was already a gloomy look in her eyes.
Everyone and the servants in the room were amazed, this young lady was too domineering!
The eldest lady is so kind and pleasant, she is so ignorant!
Han Qinglian glanced at Han Youning, although she still looked at the disdainful look of the inferior people in her eyes, she was still happy to see Han Qingwan being choked to the end.
Han Qingwan is too perfect, too shining, with her, no matter how good-looking she is, she is just an inconspicuous wildflower next to the rich peony.
In the eyes of those high-ranking disciples, they only have the eldest daughter of the Dingguo Mansion, and they flatter Han Qingwan, who can see the existence of her concubine?
She was born with a phoenix life, and she can be the crown princess and queen in the future.
As for herself, she was born as a concubine, and at most she can only marry a concubine who is not high, or she is a poor talent.
The same young lady from the same house, born to the same father, such a different fate, how can she be willing?
Han Qinglian looked at Han Qingwan with a smile and pretended to be naΓ―ve, "Cousin's theory is quite interesting. According to my cousin, does the eldest sister hate her cousin in her heart? β
Han Qingwan glanced at her, "Second sister, you're naughty again." β
She knew that the best way to deal with criticism was to be silent and calm.
She sat calmly beside Han Youning, her eyes fell on Han Youning's dress, and her eyes shrank.
Han Youning was dressed in plain white, she thought it was just plain white silk embroidered with flowing clouds and dark lines, but when she looked so closely, she found that the dress was of pure quality, ethereal and exquisite. Although there are only plain white and light blue, there seem to be dozens of gradient combinations of white and blue, although plain and clean, there is a sense of brilliance carved outββ
This is clearly a silk!
The silk technique is complex, and even a skilled craftsman may not be able to weave three feet in a year. It is extremely precious and rare to use silk, and there is a saying of "one inch of silk and one inch of gold", which has been only for the royal family of the Great Zhou.
Even the ladies in the palace can get silk to make clothes, but they are only those with noble status.
The emperor occasionally rewarded meritorious ministers, and the reward was more Shu brocade, but the silk was very rare.
A few years ago, the eldest uncle won a great victory, and the emperor was happy and rewarded the eldest uncle with a silk. said it was a horse, but in fact it was not as much as half a horse of fabric next to it, but there were only about ten feet.
The eldest uncle gave it to his grandmother, and if the grandmother got the treasure, she invited the embroidery lady of the famous splendid workshop in Beijing, and let the embroidery girl repeatedly measure and measure for several days, and cut it with scissors, so as not to waste a trace of fabric.
The embroidery lady made a gown with the silk, a shoulder, a handkerchief, and the remaining edges and corners to make two purses.
She and Han Qinglian got one of the purses, although they couldn't see any patterns, but they also happily wore them for several days when they went out to banquets, and won the envy of many ladies.
After the grandmother had new clothes, she also specially set up a flower-viewing banquet and invited the noblewomen in Beijing to come to the Guogong Mansion to enjoy the flowers. Grandmother's gown made the ladies envious, and established her transcendent status in the circle of ladies in Beijing. Even those princesses of the county are kind and respectful to her.
Now, a few years later, the gown and shoulder are still my grandmother's treasures, and they are only worn on important occasions. And those ladies have to praise a few words every time, and they don't feel that the pattern is outdated at all.
After all, it has always been the noble silk and cloud brocade that lead the fashion.
But now, Chen Youning is a businesswoman, and her dress is made of silk! Let's look at the color, it is just fashionable in Beijing this year!
No matter how rich their Chen family is, they are lowly businessmen after all, and it is a great crime of disrespect to use royal things, and it is necessary to ......
Killing.
Han Qingwan put away the strange color in her eyes, and held the silk purse on her waist tightly in her hand, which she specially took out today.
She smiled and said, "Cousin's clothes are very good-looking, and this moire is just like the real thing." β
Han Youning had no pride in wearing silk clothes, and his tone was casual and indifferent, "I am in the filial piety period, so I can only wear some plain clothes, and I can't wear flowers." β
Han Qingwan took a sip of tea, "That's what my cousin said. β
The old lady and Xiao Wen listened to Han Qingwan's words, and also looked at Han Youning.
The old lady's eyes moved slightly, she was far away now, and the lines on the dress were clearer, and the clouds were three-dimensional and realistic, as if they were floating on the dress.
No one knows better than she what it is.
Her gown, with its camellia flowers so lifelike that it bloomed in the air, even attracted butterflies to land on it while walking through the garden.
Silk.
The Chen family is really relying on the sky to be far away from the emperor, and they are lawless.
Xiao Wen also found a problem, and just as she was about to speak, she heard the old lady's tea cup ring, and she followed the voice, and saw the old lady shake her head gently.