MTL - Story of Yanxi Palace-Chapter 8 cheat

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　　 The draft is nearing completion. Among the embroidery workshops, the investigation of cheating has just begun.

"I saw it with my own eyes," said a maiden pointing at Wei Yingluo. "The auspicious veil was stained with blood. It was Wei Yingluo who had exchanged embroidery stitches and finished embroidery for her! There were rules in the palace. Once someone cheated, two people Get out together!"

　　 "Oh?" Wu Shulai glanced at it, "Is that true?"

　　Wei Yingluo glanced at the proud maiden, and found it ridiculous.

　　She thought that the whistleblower would be splendid, but she knew that the last one who jumped out was an irrelevant person.

　　 is really ridiculous. Splendid is justified in doing so. There is one less competitor. She is one of the best in the embroidery workshop, but what is this maid? The appearance embroiderers are all inferior. Even if Wei Yingluo was driven away, she could not get on the countertop, and no one would like a person behind the whistleblower. All the court ladies would guard against her. What are the benefits of doing so? Or is jealousy so powerful? Enough to let her harm others.

　　 thumped, auspicious kneeling on the ground, with a crying cry: "I, I...",

　　 "What are you, me, who support me, I don't understand the rules at all." Grandma Zhang reprimanded with a cold face, "The executive asked you, why don't you answer!"

　　 "It's me!" Luckily, when he gritted his teeth, he had to take all the responsibilities on himself, "all because of me..."

　　 "Poof."

　　 interrupted her with a chuckle, and everyone looked at them all, wanting to see who was so bold, and dared to laugh at this time.

　　...... It was Wei Yingluo.

　　Wu Shulai originally thought that she was an old-fashioned person, and she still had some feelings for her. Now that she is so ignorant, she looks pale and asks, "What are you laughing at?"

　　 "Laughing person." Wei Yingluo walked to the auspicious embroidered band, "Who said we cheated, look."

　　 She leaned the golden pheasant picture next to the auspicious peony picture, and then the flowers were dark, and she saw another village.

　　 "This is..." Wu Shulai's eyes widened in shock.

The auspicious peony figure is magnificent. If you want to say that there are any shortcomings, it is to be less angry. On the contrary, Wei Yingluo’s golden pheasant picture is lifelike. If you want to say there are any shortcomings, it is to remove the cockroach from the red. The places are all the same color, and it looks okay at a glance. After a long look, I feel that the color is a bit too monotonous.

　　 Now the two match together, but they are seamless.

　　 Peony magnifies the color of two embroidery products with its national color, and golden pheasant enhances the grace of the two embroidery products with its arrogance. No, where are the two embroidery products...

　　 "This is a pair of embroidery, named-Peony Golden Rooster." Wei Yingluo smiled, "Because it takes too long, I will complete it with auspicious cooperation."

　　 "That's not the case!" The court lady told her quickly, "You, you..."

　　 "Dare to ask." Wei Yingluo said to her with a smile, "When I handed the embroidery stretch to the auspicious, didn't all the peonies finish embroidering?"

　　 The maid opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything sophistry.

　　Although everyone is working in the same embroidery workshop, but they are sitting at a distance from each other, only the three people beside Wei Yingluo, that is, auspicious, splendid, and exquisite, know the cause and effect of the event. The maiden estimated that they had overheard their speeches, but they may not know the whole thing, and it is impossible to know that the auspicious embroidering was not the golden rooster but the golden carp.

Therefore, as soon as Wei Yingluo tried, she explored her depth, and when she saw what she had no words to say, Wei Yingluo immediately knew what was going on, and immediately boldly said down: "Similarly, auspicious hand me the golden pheasant picture At the same time, there were only a few stitches, right? Since they are all unfinished embroidered drawings, why do you cheat?"

　　 Everyone was dumb, and then looked at Grandma Zhang together.

　　 "This..." Grandma Zhang is a bit embarrassed, "There is no such precedent in the palace, General Manager Wu...Look?"

　　 Manager Wu glanced at her, wondering why this old product can only stay in the embroidery workshop for a lifetime, and even such a trivial matter can't be seen through.

Unlike Grandma Zhang, General Manager Wu has been tumbling in the palace for decades. He hasn’t seen any kind of trouble. He only listened to a few sentences and guessed the cause and effect of the whole thing. It is indeed Wei Yingluo cheating.

　　But what does it matter?

　　 "Okay!" Wu Shulai suddenly smiled, and said to Wei Yingluo deeply, "Sure enough!"

　　Wei Yingluo's eyes moved, and he lowered his head: "Thank you, Mr. Wu for praise."

　　 She knew in her heart that she was only afraid of hiding the **** in front of her, but did not know how the other party would deal with her?

　　Wu Shu came to see her eyes quite appreciated, what is cheating? What he valued was that the child was clear-minded and cheating, at the same time, he had already prepared beforehand. If someone whistle, she would immediately fight back.

　　 The future of such a clever child is limitless, at least not like Grandma Zhang, she will spend her life in a small embroidery workshop, accompanied by needlework.

"People in the palace have to talk less and do more things." Wu Shulai decided to give her a little face before the other party's ruins, and deal with some stupid things by the way. "And... the master hates the tricks. Stupid stuff..."

　　 He glanced at the whistleblower, his voice faintly: "Pull down, get rid of the name."

The whistleblower could not have imagined how things would develop like this. She stood there for a moment, until the two eunuchs held her arms before she recovered, kneeling softly on the knees and crying: "Managing Director Wu, I got it wrong! I don't talk anymore, Mr. Wu!"

　　 Wu Shulai smiled and shook his head.

　　The idiot is a idiot, and I can't figure out why I was punished.

　　 Was she punished for nonsense? No, the reason for her punishment is more because she didn’t do a good job-if you want to frame someone, you must do a perfect strategy. Even if you don’t kill someone, you can’t take yourself in. Want to stay in the palace?

　　 Let her leave the palace earlier but to treat her better, such a brain, continue to stay in the palace, either crippled into a white-headed palace girl, or swallowed by someone.

　　 The cry of the whistleblower was soon inaudible. She was pulled out by the two young eunuchs. This one was afraid of being farewell. From then on, outside the palace, the two did not meet.

"It's not too early, I should go." Wu Shulue looked at Wei Yingluo when he was about to leave, and said with a smile, "There are four girls who are very good at embroidering today. Let's stay in Xiufang in the future." ."

　　 "Yes." Grandma Zhang respectfully followed him behind, "Master Wu, I will send you."

　　After his two figures disappeared, the auspicious no longer had strength, and the whole person collapsed on Wei Yingluo: "It's finally over..."

　　 The afterglow of the eyes swept the different eyes around him, and Wei Yingluo casually said, "Yeah, it's temporarily over."

　　 After Wu Shulai was delivered, the time was close to the evening, the sun was setting, the afterglow was everywhere, the residual sun was red and the door was cleared, and the **** guarding the door stood in front of the door and shouted: "Let the money (lock key)!"

　　 The sound of a slow and heavy closing sounded, and the gradually closed door closed the last trace of afterglow outside the door.

At the same time, the door of the embroidery workshop was closed. Wei Yingluo was the last one to come out. So many things happened in one day. In addition, she almost embroidered two pieces of embroidery with her own strength, so she was exhausted and complexed. Slightly whitish.

　　 "Are you okay." Jixiang leaned beside her and asked with some worry, "If you feel tired, just lean on me."

　　Wei Yingluo smiled and did not refuse her good intentions, gently leaning her shoulders on each other's shoulders, just like the two golden peony embroidered by the two, embracing each other and relying on each other.

　　The two of them walked at the end, a long string of Tsing Yi, like a weary bird returning home, followed behind the lead Aunt Fang. This aunt Fang was a great maid who had been in the palace for many years. She was responsible for training them a group of newly-entered little maids. She led the people in the dimly lit channel, the trees and shadows on both sides of the channel, and the fallen trees and shadows. The smooth slate was dyed with a touch of ink.

　　 Aunt Fang suddenly stopped, and his voice was a little quick: "Come on, turn your backs!"

　　After speaking, he first faced the wall.

　　The maidens were unclear, but they followed her one by one, turned her back, and stood facing the wall.

　　 But there are always one or two disobedient maidens, whose hearts are turbulent, and their eyes are also turbulent, such as splendid. She turned her head quietly and saw that there were two red lanterns floating at the end of the corridor, followed by four, six...

The two rows of palace female fish came out, carrying delicate red lanterns in their hands. The red candlelight fell on the ground through the lantern paper, just like spreading a gorgeous red booth, a gorgeous ceremonial passed over the red carpet, and a man was raised above his head. Glamorous woman, she seems a little tired, her eyes are closed, half leaning on the ceremonial ceremonial sleep, the string of jasper beads wrapped around her wrist shakes gently as the ceremonial movement moves, and when she hits one place, she is mellow The sound is like a big bead falling into a jade plate.

　　'S beautiful eyes chased the string of beads, and I wouldn't leave, until Aunt Zhang slapped it on her face before she realized that the honour had left.

　　 "What are you looking at?" Aunt Fang said with a cold face, "Don't want to die?"

　　Brilliant raised her hand and touched her hot face, could not tell whether it was because of pain or because of the heat in her heart, she was desperately looking at the direction where the ceremonial disappeared: "That is the concubine's car..."

　　 Aunt Fang took a sip: "Things that you don't know, only the queen can use the ceremonial drive. It was Hui Hui who just passed in the past, which is called an honor."

　　 Linglong leaned over and asked curiously, "What about other concubines?"

　　 Aunt Fang gave her a slanted look: "That's called mining wars! However, even the mining wars can only be used by the master of the house, others, don't think!"

　　 Newcomers are always full of curiosity. They chatter for a while, and they keep asking various questions. Although Aunt Fang is impatient, he occasionally answers a few words to show that he is a knowledgeable lady in the palace.

Wei Yingluo listened quietly, keeping every question of the ladies in the palace, and every answer given by Aunt Fang firmly in her heart. She believed these were clues, and as long as she collected enough clues , She can... find out the murderer who murdered her sister!

　　 "Auntie." The auspicious person beside her did not have the same weight of thought as she did. She was no different from the rest of the little maidens. The questions she asked were of the same level. "Where is Hui Gui, where are you going?"

　　 Aunt Fang sneered: "Where does the master go without you worrying about it! Don't look, your eyes fall out of the frame, you don't have that life, let's go!"