MTL - Story of Yanxi Palace-Chapter 7 High points

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　　 "Time is up!"

　　Whether the embroidering was completed or not, the court ladies stopped their hands, as if the imperial examination students were waiting for their achievements on the list day. They looked forward to Mother Zhang with great anticipation and anxiety.

　　Originally, Grandma Zhang should check the level of embroidery, but now Wu Shulai is here. She resolutely gave up this right, and respectfully respected him when he said: "Please give Wu the general manager to evaluate."

　　 "How can I cross the line, or do you come." Wu Shulai smiled.

　　 "It is the blessing of this group of maidens to get the comments from Chief Wu, one or two," Mammoth Zhang complimented.

　　 "Okay." Manager Wu touched his clean chin and smiled, "It doesn't matter right now, just take a look."

　　 Grandma Zhang immediately said to the ladies in the palace: "Don't you thank Governor Wu yet?"

　　 "Thank you Manager Wu!"

　　Wu Shulai raised her hand and pressed down, then pressed down the voices of all the women, then came down with negative hands, and commented on the embroidery in the hands of the same women.

　　 said that it was a comment, but most of the time he only shook his head and nodded his head, and when it came to the beautiful splendid, he rarely said a sentence: "Well, the embroidery is exquisite, good."

Although it was only seven words, it was enough for Jinxiu to overwhelm the previous group of nodding and shaking her head. She couldn’t help being happy, and she was about to take this opportunity to talk with Wu Shu, but she heard it and looked up. She walked in front of her and stopped in front of Linglong.

　　 "This is..." Wu Shulai said with surprise.

　　 glanced at the splendid, some sour thoughts: but it is a wild cat, what's so strange?

Linglong is embroidering a cat in a bush, with sparse flowers and red and white, and a raccoon cat with colorful patterns protruding from the bush, with a charming look, especially the hair on the cat, which is intertwined in light and dark, with different shades. At first glance, it came alive, as if sewing a real cat in an embroidered stretch.

　　 only discusses the stitching method, which is not much different from the Begonia spring sleep picture in Jinxiu's hand. However, Linglong reversed Parzi and smiled: "Return to Wu's general manager, it is double-sided embroidery."

　　 I saw the opposite side of the veil, but there was a cat.

　　 The same cluster of probes, the same demure attitude, even the fur on the body is exactly the same as the cat on the front.

　　 "Okay, okay." Wu Shulai handed the embroidered stretcher to Mammoth Zhang, "What do you think?"

Grandma Zhang narrowed her eyes and saw that she had been working in Xiufang for a long time. Her vision was different from that of Wu Shulai. She only felt that the stitches were not fine enough and there were a few mistakes in colors. Laughed: "Since General Manager Wu said yes, it must be good."

　　 Jinxiu was displeased when she heard the words. She got only one good word, but Linglong got two, one from General Manager Wu and the other from Grandma Zhang, but it was a wild cat in the village. Where is it stronger than her?

Wu Shulai did not stay in front of Linglong for too long. He has a high weight and has never seen any good things. The reason why he has said two good words is that he chooses high sons among the short ones. This double-sided embroidery should be the best...

　　 is wrong.

　　Wu Shulai stopped in front of auspicious, staring at the embroidery in her hand, and kept silent for a long time.

　　 His silence brought endless pressure to Auspicious. With the passage of time one minute and one second, the auspicious nose gradually became heavy, and even his knees were a little soft, and he could kneel anytime and anywhere.

"This peony is vivid and vivid, and possesses the form and spirit, good, good, good!" Wu General Manager said again, even saying three good things, and then he said, "The old man has been in the palace for many years and rarely sees such extraordinary embroidery. Work, be the first, be the first!"

　　Two good characters have changed the splendid color, and three good ones came out. She sneered directly: "The director is better to look at Wei Yingluo's embroidery first. I see that she is the slowest to embroider. It must be the best!"

　　 Wu Shulai frowned, and Grandma Zhang looked at his changes in his eyes and immediately reprimanded: "Who made you talk!"

　　 Fairy complexion was white and dropped his head.

　　 "No problem." Wu Shulai said lightly, "Who is Wei Yingluo."

　　Everyone looked at Wei Yingluo together.

　　Wu Shulai walked slowly to Wei Yingluo with a faint expression: "What is embroidered, let me see."

　　 "Yes." Wei Yingluo unveiled the reversed embroidered stretch, and a brightly colored picture of the golden pheasant caught everyone's eyes.

Originally auspiciously embroidered half of the golden carp, she was transformed into a golden feather golden pheasant in a short and half incense time. The golden pheasant looked at the sun, and Chang Ling stretched behind her. The whole pair of embroidered articles are rich and magnificent, especially the cockscombs are red, bright and bloody, which is the finishing touch.

　　-And this finishing touch is precisely the previous failure.

Only a few people on the scene knew that the cockscomb was so bright and **** because the real blood was infiltrated in it, and the auspicious blood rubbed on the embroidered cloth was changed ingeniously by Wei Yingluo into a red on the cockscomb. .

Others didn't know the inside story, only admiring its needlework and morals. Even the always discerning mother-in-law, after seeing this embroidered piece, praised it rarely: "With good ingenuity and acupuncture, this court lady can Really talented people!"

　　 was completely dissatisfied, she deliberately led Wu Shulai to Wei Yingluo, but not to let her be seen by the noble, with a thin lip. She was about to stand up to complain, but she was caught by Linglong beside her.

　　 "What are you doing..." The splendid words didn't finish, and a little maid near by suddenly said, "Chief, Wei Yingluo cheated on behalf of others!"

　　 After this remark, the whole embroidery workshop was silent.

　　The mountains are high and low, the water is deep and shallow, and people are always competing for heights, so are the ladies of the palace, and the ladies of the show.

　　 "Nalan Chunxue, the daughter of Nalang Yongshou, the sixteenth year!"

　　Yuanhui Loft in the Royal Garden, the draft continues.

　　 "Speaking of that, the little maid... what's the name?" Nalan Chunxue paused and thought, "Now it's not time for you to think about it, Nalan Chunxue, it's your turn."

　　 She converged with some confused thoughts, walked down to Hongli with a low eyebrow, and saluted: "The courtier Nalan Chunxue has seen the emperor."

Seemingly broken by the previous events, Hongli's expression at this moment was very indifferent, and there was a hint of impatience. He stared at Nalan Chunxue and did not speak. This silence was like a dark cloud, which made everyone in the hall dare not show up. .

　　 "What's going on in your ears?" Hongli suddenly said.

　　 Everyone was terrified. He had asked similar words before, that is: "What's going on with your feet?"

After that, Wuya Qingdai fell into bad luck, and her blood stains still remained on the stone steps outside the door. There were two long lines, and the palace people were rushing to rinse with clean water, so as not to wait for the big day to attract insects. fly.

　　Naran Chunxue naturally felt the atmosphere was wrong and said that she was not afraid of being fake, but she was different from others. The more she was at this time, the more she became calmer.

"Return to the emperor's words." She stood in the same position as Duan Xian, and replied, "Ama Chang often said that a woman wearing three pliers in one ear and wearing flower pot shoes is a rule left by her ancestors. Abandoning, imitating the Han women's ears, just forgetting the ancestors."

A group of five show girls, there were four other candidates who entered the door with her. As soon as she said this, three of them unconsciously dropped their heads, and one couldn’t help raising their hands to touch their earlobe, only the head was hanging One earring.

Among the five people, only Nalan Chunxue wears three precious earrings on one ear, red, blue and white, and looks at a glance, which is different from others.

　　 Someone asked her why she wanted to dress up like this. She smiled but did not answer. It turned out that she did not answer, but she had to answer in front of a specific person on a specific occasion.

"That's a good word!" Hongli was really pleased with Long Xin's hand, and slapped his hand on the table. "After the Qing Dynasty entered the customs for many years, the old customs of Manchuria gradually declined. I let them learn Chinese and learn rituals. Everyone forgot!"

　　Speaking, he nodded to the eunuch.

　　Great eunuch's intention, said loudly: "Leave a sign!"

　　 Nalan Chunxue was blessed, and Duan Xian, as always, had a calm state of not being arrogant, not irritable.

　　 "Lu Lun, the daughter of Shaoqing Lu Shilong in Guanglu Temple, at the age of sixteen!"

　　 With Nalan Chunxuezhuyu in front, Lu Wanwan was quite a little boyish.

She was so timid and too nervous that she forgot how to get there for a while, and walked all the way to Yuqian, waiting for her to raise her head to reveal her face that was amazing enough to gain Hongli With a chuckle.

　　 "I still have a chapter to approve." Hongli got up and said, "Let's go first."

　　 "Emperor!" Queen Fucha hurriedly said, "What to do here?"

　　Hongli stretched his lazy, absent-minded Zi Luwan walking past him, and threw a voice: "Queen, look at the disposal, I trust your eyes!"

　　After he finished speaking, he stepped away without looking back, leaving everyone looking at each other.

　　Lady Hui Hui lazily raised her hand to her side and put it in the hand of the maid, letting her lift herself up: "Since the emperor has gone, it can be seen that there is nothing to look at, and the concubine will retire first."

　　 finished, she waited for the queen to speak, and Shi Shiran left.

　　 Queen Fucha sighed and looked at Lu Wanye with a pleasant look.

　　 She has a temperament in her mother's world, especially her gaze, as if her mother looked at her children tenderly. Under such gaze, Lu Wanwan took a breath and gradually calmed down.

　　The change in her expression fell into Nalan Chunxue's eyes, and she couldn't help but say: "She's not my opponent..."

　　Lu Wanwan's beauty is the first of all the showwomen, but she does not know how to play her advantages, but let the opportunity pass by her. And naturally timid, like dodder flower, always looking for a big tree that can shelter her from the wind and rain.

　　I don't want to think about where this is, this is the harem.

　　 Being too dependent on one person is equivalent to putting your own destiny in the hands of the other party.

　　 "She is not my opponent... who will be my opponent?" Nalan Chunxue thought of this, and a blue figure appeared in front of her.

　　 Cyan is the dress on her body—the dress color of the newly-entered maid.

"How could I think of her?" Nalan Chunxue couldn't help laughing, and said to herself, "I'm a show lady with a brand, she is a humble maid, she doesn't even have the qualification to sit on par with me, How can there be a chance to compete with me?"