Chapter forty-seven, dragon-shaped hairpin
"The friendship between you and me is not diminished, but it is just to abide by the etiquette law, so why bother to feel it."
Yao Xing saw a painting, which instantly attracted attention, and even Zhao Zheng's words were careless.
No, it's not a painting, but a piece of clothing, which hangs on the cabinet in Zhao Zheng's study.
A cute little girl is drawn on the back of the dress, although she is not beautiful, but she smiles sweetly, and the corners of her mouth can still see a missing tooth, and her eyes seem to reveal ignorance and innocence, which shows that the person who painted is extremely attentive.
Yaoxing stood in front of his clothes: "This is ......"
Zhao Zheng walked over quickly, took off his clothes, and threw them behind him in a ball.
Yaoxing looked at Zhao Zheng inexplicably: "Who is this, it's quite cute?" ”
Zhao Zheng's eyes dodged: "No one"
Yaoxing looked inexplicable but did not delve into it, and continued to visit Zhao Zheng's study.
Zhao Zheng opened a box, took out a box, and handed it to Yao Xing as if offering a treasure: "Come, look at this, it's all for you!" ”
The boxes are full of beads, all of them exquisite. Yaoxing is a girl even if she is ambitious, how can she not like beautiful jewelry!
I took the box in surprise, put it on the ground, and took it out one by one to see: "Are you all picking this for me, the vision is so good!" ”
Seeing that Yaoxing liked it, Zhao Zheng also put his mind at ease.
What he was most afraid of when collecting these jewelry was not that Yao Xing didn't like it, but that he didn't have a chance to give it away.
In the troubled times, he didn't even know Yao Xing's life and death, and every time he thought about it, it was a worry.
Now watching Yaoxing fiddling with his carefully selected gifts, showing the happiest smile, he feels that all the countless worries are for the joy of reunion, and it is worth it.
Yao Xing picked up a dragon-shaped step shake, which was unusually gorgeous. When he picked it up, Yaoxing deliberately took a closer look and made sure that it was a dragon and not a snake, so he looked at Zhao Zheng in surprise: "This is a dragon hairpin?" ”
This is the first time Yao Xing has seen a dragon hairpin, and it has never even been seen in modern videos or pictures. Even, I never thought that there would be such a thing as a dragon hairpin in the world.
The dragon is a symbol of the emperor, even if it is the queen and the queen mother, they are just wearing a hairpin!
Zhao Zheng didn't understand why Yao Xing was so shocked, but he still explained the origin of this hairpin to Yao Xing.
"The Qin State respects the dragon, and I want to give you the most noble hairpin, so I ordered someone to make this."
Yaoxing looked at Zhao Zheng in disbelief, why did he look like a matter of course?
A dragon hairpin is something that anyone can use?
"But isn't the dragon a symbol of the emperor?" Yaoxing asked.
Zhao Zheng looked inexplicable: "The emperor is the emperor, why symbolize?" ”
Yaoxing lowered his head and pondered, as if something was wrong with his memory.
Could it be that the dragon symbolizes the emperor after the Qin Dynasty?
"Can I wear it, then?" Yaoxing looked forward to it, never thought that he would have this day, and he would rise!
Zhao Zheng squatted down with a light smile, took the hairpin in Yao Xing's hand, and inserted it into Yao Xing's hair.
There was no bronze mirror in Zhao Zheng's study, so Yao Xing could only stretch out his hand and rub it on his head, looking at Zhao Zheng expectantly, waiting for his praise.
But after Zhao Zheng brought the hairpin to Yaoxing, he carefully looked up and down Yaoxing, and then took off the hairpin without saying a word.
"What, it's not pretty?" Yao Xing looked at Zhao Zheng suspiciously.
Zhao Zheng took out another hairpin, which was delicate and small, and the hairpin tail was in the style of a butterfly, and he measured it and inserted it into the same position.
"This one looks better," Zhao Zheng smiled at this time.