Half a month later, in the middle of summer, Li Chunjian set up a grass shed on the periphery of Bailu Academy, and hung fans with plain silk yarn and green bamboo handles.

After a stick of incense, Li Chunyi was late, and he was drenched in sweat.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Xingce came back from visiting friends outside. I saw that he was wearing a pear blossom white-sleeved robe today, with fluttering clothes and elegant manners.

"Dean Yang, in Xiahe Qingji, runs a grievance song shop and sells group fans. This distribution of fans was instructed by Her Royal Highness the Princess. He Qingzhen pushed Li Chunji.

"Yang... Man... Monarch... Quiet... Good. Li Chun stumbled, his cheeks flushed.

"He Niangzi, do you like gongbi painting or freehand painting?" Yang Xingce made a gesture.

He Qingjian didn't answer, took out a group fan, and inscribed "Song of Resentment".

Newly cracked Qi Su, fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut into a acacia fan, like a bright moon. In and out of the sleeves of the king, shaking the breeze. I am often afraid that the autumn festival is coming, and the cold is hot. In the abandonment of donations, the kindness is refused.

This poem of resentment was once composed by Emperor Ayeyan of He Qingji, and it has been sung to this day.

Yang Xingce stared at the fan, his eyes flickering, until Li Chunyu softly called Yang Langjun and pulled his thoughts back.

"He Niangzi, there are ignorant young people in the family, who once followed Princess Antai, and finally died in the Battle of Jinling, which is rude." Yang Xingce made another move.

Xia Taizong behaved very leniently and never embarrassed the remnants of Dayan.

However, Hongnong Yang was cautious and did not allow Yang Xingce's generation to come out.

"It's okay, Emperor Yan Ai is not a good emperor." He Qingzhen said lightly.

I heard that the flooding in the south of the Yangtze River was serious, and her Aya was fooled by the officials who wanted to get oil and water from the disaster relief, and she built a dam for a while, and transferred the population for a while, but none of them were done.

"Thank you for the fan of the lady." Yang Xingce smiled slightly, turned around and left.

"Li Chunjian, this fan is not the end of the palace!" Li Chun was so angry that he was furious.

A few days later, when Li Chunjian was busy chasing Li Chunjian's final payment, a distinguished guest came to the Song of Grievances.

"Owner, help me order a coquettish enough fan, remember to soak this bottle of perfume for three days and three nights, and then weathering it for three days and three nights." The guest stuffed Li Chunjian with a glass bottle.

"What is coquettish?" Li Chunjian asked lightly.

"It's the kind of flowers embroidered on the surface of the fan that can attract honey." The distinguished guest took out a gold ingot from his purse and pressed it heavily on the table of the Eight Immortals.

"Lang Jun is talking about velvet flowers. This velvet flower, the most exquisite skill is Jinling, no matter which dynasty, is a tribute. Coincidentally, my lady is from Jinling. Lu Yun's eyes lit up when he saw the gold ingot.

"Chang'an is not popular recently, a camellia that scratches the face of a beauty, just embroider this." The distinguished guest glanced at the contract drawn up by He Qingjian, then put it away and left directly.

Lu Yun was curious, played with the glass bottle, loosened the cork, sniffed lightly, and said with a smile: "Lady, this fragrance is quite exotic, like where you have smelled it." ”

He Qingzhen took the glass bottle, sniffed it too, and said in a clear voice: "This fragrance is called the secret of the desert, produced by the royal family of Mixier, the sweetness of flowers and fruits in the early stage, the richness of rouge in the middle stage, and the warmth of wood in the later stage." Such a small bottle costs ten taels of gold, which is not common in Chang'an. ”

"Lady, it's too extravagant to take ten taels of gold to soak in a fan, it's better to sprinkle it on your body. This distinguished guest is very fond of his lover. Lu Yun laughed.

Seeing this, He Qingji shook his head and smiled, and then asked casually, "When will I meet the velvet flower?" ”

"The lady can learn now." Lu Yun fled.

The main materials of velvet flowers are silk, silver drawing, lead wire, and auxiliary materials are dyes, rapeseeds, glutinous rice glue and so on.

He Qingjian held the scroll in his hand, learning and making it at the same time.

Until Li Chunjian came back tired of playing, He Qingzhen still used the kerosene lamp to complete half of the beautiful face velvet that she could see pleasing to the eye.

"Qingji, don't use kerosene lamps, hurt your eyes. When I turn around, I will ask Basket Yu to go to the palace to steal a box of night pearls to illuminate you. Li Chunjian removed the kerosene lamp.

"His Royal Highness King Kang, it's your business that you want to steal the night pearl, don't drag my lady into the water." Lu Yun had just returned home, with her hands on her hips.

"Qingji, your maid bullied this king." Li Chunjian immediately jumped behind He Qingjian, and his tone became pitiful.

"Li Chunjian, you are a big man, can you not be so sassy!" Lu Yun said in annoyance.

He Qingzhen saw the mismatched battle between Li Chunjian and Lu Yun, and hurriedly opened a new topic: "Ah Yun, over there, what interesting news did you find?" ”

"Lady, you defend him again." Lu Yun felt indignant, and then saw that He Qingjian's face became indifferent, so he pursed his lips and continued: "That distinguished guest, surnamed Qin, is a wealthy businessman who does business in the Western Regions, and after the death of his original partner, he bought a house in Chang'an and married an outdated red card lady as a continuation. Qin Fushang has a son and a daughter with the original, and he doesn't ask the red-card lady to have children, as long as he can get it when he goes in and out of the party, so he is not in Chang'an for most of the year. ”

"What's that outrageous red card lady called?" Li Chunjian was interested.

Lu Yun glared at Li Chunjian viciously and replied, "Everyone calls her Chunniang." ”

"Chunniang, it sounds familiar." Li Chunjian muttered.

Chun Niang? He Qingjian remembered that on the day of Princess Yicheng's wedding, a woman named Chun Niang sang a song in the princess's mansion, and her voice was graceful.

He Qingzhen guessed a little clue, but she wouldn't be nosy.

Half a month later, He Qingzhen completed the silk velvet scratching the beautiful woman's face and handed it over to Qin Fushang.

"Lady, lady, I know why Qin Fushang is looking for you to order a group fan!" Lu Yun ran over in a hurry.

"Tell me about it." Li Chunjian was so bored that he dozed off.

"Lady, Qin Fushang gave the fan to Chun Niang, and in less than a day, Chun Niang was stung by honey, and her white and tender face was bloodshot, just in response to scratching the beauty face. Qin Fushang did this, probably wanting to punish Chun Niang quietly. Lu Yun glared at Li Chunjian, and Fang smiled brightly.

"The dusty woman who guards the empty boudoir alone is nothing more than cheating." Li Chunjian yawned.

At this time, Li Chunyi, the princess of Yicheng, rushed over angrily.

"Fifth brother, help me destroy all the bees in Yuenu Lake!" Li Chunyi said angrily.

"Sixth sister, Cai Yuma was scratched by a bee and broke her beauty's face?" Li Chunjian was surprised.

"When I went to Yuenu Lake to pick lotus leaves for the main palace, I ran into it, or the palace filled in the Yuenu Lake to give Ah Fu a breath." Li Chunyi gritted his teeth and said.

"Sixth sister, don't you dislike Cai Yuma?" Li Chunjian asked.

"Fifth brother, Ah Fu is the first man in this palace after all, and no matter how much he doesn't like it, he has to give him a lot of face." Li Chunyi lowered his head and smiled shyly.

"Sixth sister, you will have many men in the future." Li Chunjian's expression was solemn.

Li Chunjian suspected that Cai Difu had a personal affair with Chunniang.