The Concubine of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 235 Life is about seeking death
Qinrou wanted to roll her eyes. To be honest, this idea was really not good. She couldn't be bothered to make something like this! It's not that she doesn't like female embroidery workers, but in this big background and environment, it's really hard for her to like her.

If you don’t like it, naturally you won’t bother doing it.

Qin Rou answered him seriously, "I think this idea is not good! Most women in this world are embroidery workers. No matter how hard I learn, I will never be outstanding. Isn't it embarrassing to take such a purse out?"

Qin Rou said seriously: "The Emperor is the Son of Heaven, and everything you use and carry is the best. I feel that the Emperor cannot disgrace this person, and I cannot afford to disgrace this person." She wants to lose face!
Qinrou refused openly. For the sake of the emperor's face, and her face, this idea arises quietly and annihilates quietly!
Kangxi nodded, and it made sense. The clothes on his body, from buttons to dragon robes, were all carefully made by the embroiderers who were dedicated to serving him. Perfect is not an exaggeration to describe it.

Whatever straps and jade pendants are worn on the dragon robe are all matched.

Kangxi rarely became curious, "You really don't know how to be an embroidery worker?"

The Queen governs the Sixth Palace and is the mother of the world. However, although she is not an expert in embroidery, she still knows a little bit about it and can get started.

"No." Qinju said. For the past sixteen years, she had been too lazy to learn. Na Danzhu had always forgotten that she had such a legitimate daughter, and was unhappy when she saw her. As for the one who gave birth to her, she was arrogant and immersed in her own life.

Although it can't be said that she was treated badly, no matter what the reason was, she adopted the same attitude as her cheap Amma. It's just that maybe, after being pregnant for ten months, breathing the same breath and sharing the same fate, she earned half a life and was born. It’s just that it’s not disgusting.

Parents have such an attitude, and the rest of the people can be somewhat happy and caring.

If it is really a normal baby, it is not unpredictable whether it can grow up smoothly in such an environment and what kind of cowardice it will develop.

However, to her, it was deeply meaningful.

Qinrou sometimes thinks that this may not be a kind of fate, and it is a fate that deeply suits her. So sixteen years passed like a dream, and she could learn whatever she wanted to learn, and she didn't have to mess with anything she didn't want to learn.

As an embroidery girl, she never thought of learning from the beginning.

How could it be possible!
She didn't want to learn either, she didn't want to learn before and she doesn't want to learn now.

"It's rare," Kangxi smiled. "Women in this world may not know how to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but all female embroidery workers are proficient in it."

Among the concubines in the harem, there are very few female embroidery workers, especially those with such a confident attitude are even rarer to see.

Just because people in the world can do it, it doesn't mean that she can do it. Qinrou Ning, without thinking, said confidently: "Anyway, there will be an embroiderer to serve me, and I don't need to do it myself, so why should I know it!"

And that thing hurts your eyes so much! Qinrou would rather read in peace and health than do that.

It was up to her to decide whether to study or not. If Qinrou didn't like it, she would naturally not make arrangements for herself.

Although she didn't think there was any problem with this, in order to solve the problem, Kangxi was the emperor and needed to be respected, and he needed to not lose his face.

Qinrou thought for a moment and made another suggestion: "Why don't you, slave, learn how to tie a knot?"

Qinrou's voice sounded hesitant.

It has to be simple no matter what. Even if it's not particularly outstanding, it shouldn't be particularly ordinary. Qinrou felt that if she gave it a try, she might be able to practice very well. Speaking of which, the role of Luozi is not much different from the decorative role of purses.

"This is easier. Although the slave is clumsy, he can't learn this!" Qinrou thought. She should be able to learn it, she just doesn't want to learn embroidery.

"Learn Luozi!" Kangxi muttered, looking into her expectant eyes, expecting his answer. Kangxi deliberately teased her for a while and said, "Then let's play Luozi!"

Kangxi wasn't picky either. If you don't want to learn, just don't want to learn! In her words, there was an embroiderer waiting for her in the palace, so there was no need for her to learn and do it herself. It didn't matter whether she knew how to do it or not.

Qinrou finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the resistance in her eyes disappeared. She had learned a little bit about tying a knot, but it had been so long that she had forgotten all about it.

The embroidery girl is really disgusting. Even if the emperor asked her to learn, she would not learn. Even though she looks docile on the outside, it's because she has rebellion deep in her bones.

Sometimes, Qinrou also feels that her arrogance is somewhat similar to that of the person who gave birth to her in this life. I don't know if it's a genetic trait or if it's something I'm born with.

It is also a kind of fate.

However, there was no benefit at all from a trip to Qianqing Palace, but it was a job for myself. Think about it, how did you get to this point?

Qinrou was still thinking, Kangxi said: "In the past few days, there are a few words quietly circulating in the palace. Bila's self-diagnosis of pregnancy, Er Gege's illness, and the death of the second elder brother. It is said that Bila's family The child in the womb has defeated the brothers and sisters!”

Qinrou was startled. It seemed that after entering the palace, she became more and more surprised. In fact, wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and in the palace, there are talents per capita!
After thinking about it for a while, my mind turned a corner and came to the conclusion:
"Who is so desperate to spread rumors in the palace!" Qinrou's reaction was genuine and stubborn! Regardless of whether they are concubines or palace maids and eunuchs, they are all slaves. They must have a few lives to dare to spread such words.

Are you really not afraid of death? Qinrou used rumors to describe it, which also showed her attitude. She really felt that it was absurd and unruly.

Qin Rou is so impressed! Sure enough, human life consists in seeking death, and the more you do it, the more you die. Don't say whether it is true or not, even if it is true, what does that have to do with you, a slave?

Whether you are working for someone or working for someone else, the most important thing is to keep your mouth shut. Say what you should say, and keep your mouth shut and don't say what you shouldn't say.

Otherwise, you will get into trouble.

Take this matter as an example, even if it is true, Concubine Bila may not be fine, but there are all the slaves who sent the message. Once the evidence is confirmed, none of them will end well.

Even if there is no conclusive evidence, if the superior wants to make a slave, he can just find any excuse. Is it necessary to use that one thing? This is because he thinks he can't get to the Palace of Hell quickly enough, so he wants someone to send him a rocket.

Kangxi looked at her, his expression still calm. It was hard to tell whether he cared or didn't care, whether he agreed or disagreed with her words.

Kangxi said: "Since I know, naturally someone in the palace will say it." Not everyone has such a clear understanding.

There are always daring minions. Kangxi knew clearly that he couldn't do anything but he did it because he was relying on the power of others.

Qinrou didn't speak and turned her head. It seemed that there were medical books on Kangxi's imperial desk, just like the memorial.