wedding dress

Chapter 112
At first Xiaodong thought it was the same as last year again, but it was just another rumor, but after Zhao Zhi wrote another post to her, Xiaodong knew it was true this time.

The man was not a son of the family that Xiaodong knew well, Mr. Hou Men, but a young student from Pingzhou who was only studying in the Imperial College and had no fame. It is said that his family background was only ordinary.Xiaodong racked her brains and couldn't figure out how Princess Jing had arranged such a marriage for Zhao Zhi.According to Concubine Jing's usual criteria for choosing a son-in-law, if there is a title, those below the earl are out of the question.If it is a court official, don't ask questions below the third rank.Zhao Zhi's sister-in-law married the Hou family, and it was Zhao Zhi's turn, Xiaodong really couldn't think of what kind of son-in-law Princess Jing would recruit to be satisfied.

Never expected that...Xiaodong couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Concubine Jing finally made King Jing go crazy with anger?Or was she kicked in the head by a donkey?

Xiaodong definitely didn't mean to look down on children from poor families, she was just surprised why Princess Jing suddenly looked down on children from poor families?

At this moment, Xiaodong didn't care about Miss Mosquito's power anymore, so she went directly to King Jingjun's mansion to ask Zhao Zhi what happened.

No matter how open-minded Zhao Zhi was, he was still coy and uneasy when talking about this matter, and had to send everyone else out, err and err, he talked about it for a long time before he was willing to reveal something to Xiao Dong.

"At first, my brother just said that there was a classmate who was very nice...I brought him home twice, and I thought he was a bit dull, and he was already nineteen..." After a while, he said: "He is also average. .”

Cough, Xiaodong knows Zhao Zhi too well.

If she doesn't take it to heart, she won't find fault at all.

How do you say something?Yes, it is the buyer who is called the suspect.Those who don't want to buy will not spend effort to find faults and bargain prices.

Judging from what Zhao Zhi meant, he was willing.

In fact, with Zhao Zhi's temper, it would be better for her husband to be older and more stable than her. If he is also a hairy child with the same temper as two of them, then a quarrel will turn the world upside down.

No matter how Princess Jing chooses this candidate, Xiaodong also sincerely believes that no mother-in-law will not think about her daughter.Maybe this person has some special advantages, maybe Princess Jing thinks that Zhao Zhi is a good match for him, and the two of them can live a good life together.

Xiaodong couldn't help but wonder, if his own mother was still alive, what kind of plans would he make for her?

Yao Qingyuan's appearance was blurred in her mind.I only vaguely remember how thin she was, with only a handful of bones left.But her eyes are very bright, and her expression is gentle. When she looks at her, her eyes are always infinitely loving.

"Last name?"

"My surname is Zhang, I set up an early chapter, and my name is Zhang Manting."

When Xiaodong went back, he immediately went to Zhao Lu to inquire about this person.The girl has a life, and Zhao Lu's efficiency was fully utilized. The next day, he inquired about Zhang Manting's birthplace, origin, and family background.

"Brother is amazing."

Zhao Lu triumphantly said, "That is."

But Zhao Lu didn't understand why Princess Jingjun chose this person.

"He's a nice person, very honest and honest, and has a good temper. People in the Imperial College mentioned him and no one said anything bad about her. Even the professor and Jijiu admired him very much. But then again, he is the only son, and he was doomed a long time ago. He will stay in the capital, and after the Imperial College graduates, he will probably clear up and find a job post in Pingzhou to go back to his hometown.

what?
Xiaodong was surprised: "Pingzhou, is it far away?"

Zhao Lu nodded: "That's not it." He took a scroll of pictures from the desk and unfolded it, and pointed it to Xiaodong: "Here, here."

Xiaodong took a look, and as the saying goes, there are eight hundred miles to an inch on paper, but this is more than an inch, half a foot is more.Instead, she saw another familiar place name next to the dot that said Pingzhou.

Suizhou.

Uh, isn't that the hometown of Qin Lie and Yao Jinfeng?
The co-author of Zhang Manting, Mr. Zhang, can barely be regarded as a fellow of Qin Lie.

Thinking of Qin Lie, Xiaodong was always a little worried, and he didn't know where he was now.

When she recovered, she only felt more puzzled.

In the situation of King Jingjun's mansion, it is impossible to summon his son-in-law. Could it be that Princess Jingjun intends to keep Zhang Manting in the capital?
Otherwise, let Zhao Zhi and her be separated for three thousand miles, and I'm afraid they won't see each other for three to five years, how could she be willing.

Xiaodong couldn't figure it out.

But this marriage has already been settled, the man invited a matchmaker to propose marriage, and made the engagement ceremony according to the horoscope, the wedding will be in the spring of the next year, and Zhao Zhiyi and Ji will get married.Now it was even more difficult for Zhao Zhi to leave the room even half a step, she was confined in the room all day, imitating the rules of the butler to embroider the wedding dress and hijab.Although she was still embroidering very hard, she stopped complaining and looked very serious—as if the family had calmed down overnight and became more stable.

Xiaodong rummaged through the work he was doing, and found that none of them seemed suitable, so he started picking materials again.Hu asked: "What is the princess doing?"

"Make two purses for Zhao Zhi." Xiaodong said, "I can't do the other things either."

Hu's heart moved slightly, he looked at Xiaodong, sat on the edge of the kang and said: "Then I will help the princess choose one."

Xiaodong carefully took out pieces of material that were suitable in size, and Hu looked at the material, but looked at her from time to time.

Xiaodong hangs her head, her hair is loosely tied, two strands hang down her cheeks, the little pearl pendants on her ears sway slightly, and her taupe-colored palace skirt sets off her fair skin—unconsciously, Xiaodong has grown up up.The baby fat on her cheeks has not faded away, and the dimples around her lips are faintly visible when she smiles, very delicate and charming.

"Mom, look at this piece."

When Hu glanced at it, it was dark green.

"It doesn't seem very festive," she said.

Xiaodong smiled and said, "I like it."

Hu originally wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

Anyway, it's just a small object for the princess to show her heart, so naturally she likes it as long as she likes it.

Picked out another piece of Shui Dai gray, neither of which looked like the color for the newlyweds, so Xiaodong began to pick out patterns again.The top of the dark green one is going to be embroidered with flowers, and the top of the gray one is going to be embroidered with children's play pictures.Both are good mouths.But it's okay for Bing Dihua to say that Tong Xitu Xiaodong doesn't have much confidence.When it comes to embroidering flowers, it doesn't matter if it's a bit off.But children's play pictures are more difficult. If the face is a little crooked, the nose and mouth will grow together. If the finger is crooked, it will be crippled.

"Anyway, she won't get married until next year. I have a lot of time. I'll embroider slowly."

Hu said with a smile: "The princess must ask Master Wu a lot."

Wu Di knew that she was going to embroider for others to make things to add boxes, so she nodded and said: "When we marry a daughter in our hometown, we only like to add boxes and not give gifts. Is it the same in Beijing?"

"It's the same." When Xiaodong talked about the materials and color schemes she picked, Wu Di was greatly surprised, and unceremoniously praised Xiaodong in front of everyone: "The princess has a clever mind and a good eye, this color pattern It matches well."

Hong Fu asked: "We have no experience, and we still think this color is not festive enough."

Wu Di smiled and said: "I remember that in the old days, a lady asked me to make a pleated skirt. The skirt was dark red and embroidered with silver thread. She also drew the pattern. The big one was only as big as the buttons. The big ones and the small ones are only like grains of rice. At that time, everyone said what kind of thing it was made, and I didn’t dare to pick it up, so I took it and made it. Broken silver flowers are fluttering on the red background, as if the flowers are falling on the branches, and the butterflies are dancing, not to mention how beautiful it is. After wearing it, it must be a show of lotus steps lightly moving a hundred flowers, and there are thousands of styles in it."

The maids in the room yearned for it endlessly, discussing what the dress should look like.Wu Di picked up the material and silk thread chosen by Xiaodong, compared them and said: "The dark red looks like black in a dark place, but the silver thread is extremely bright. This comparison makes the flowers more vivid." I see these two colors chosen by the princess. The dark green one is embroidered with peach-red flowers, and the branches are still carried with silver threads. The embroidery must be sparkling. So pink and cute."

Hong Fu deliberately asked: "But the ones who look at other people are either bright red or magenta, and at worst, silver vermilion and crimson purple..."

Wu Di said: "Those are naturally festive colors. But think about it, they are all red, bright red, dark red, light red, dark red and peach red. Don't you feel bored when you look at it? If you wear a water red skirt, match it with a bright red one." purse-"

Hong Fu thought about it, but it seemed that she couldn't show it, it was too clichéd.

"But what if it goes with this silver-gray purse?"

"Oh, this is so pretty."

Xiaodong didn't think so much when choosing the material and thread, but she didn't like big red and big green.I didn't expect Master Wu to speak so many reasons.

Hongfu is also convinced that a professional is a professional, and she can't complain that she receives a double salary inside and outside the palace, and has real work in her hands, so she is not afraid to travel all over the world.

She was also moved, and said: "Then we will also rely on the princess' blessing to learn more from Master Wu and gain a lot of knowledge."

Wu Di has been in the palace for so many years, how can she not see what she is thinking, she said with a smile: "A woman can do needlework, but if it is done well, it depends on how much effort each person puts in."

Throughout the hot summer and Xiaodong, he spent all his time doing needlework and practicing calligraphy.He also learned how to tidy up the house with the Qi family beside Zhao Lu, what kind of incense to smoke in what season and weather, and what kind of quilt clothes to wear.Because of the hot weather, she didn't go to the kitchen very much. It wasn't until the weather cooled down that Hu let her go to the kitchen to continue watching and learning.

Xiaodong likes to make soup.This is not like stir-frying or something, the smoke is full of cooking oil, and it is so anxious and urgent from the beginning to the end.Cooking soup is done slowly. All kinds of ingredients are cut and prepared, put into the bowl and pot, simmered slowly, and the water vapor and aroma will slowly escape. Watching the changes happen slowly makes people feel very happy. wonderful.Moreover, all kinds of soups, whether light or nourishing, are suitable for everyone and are of great benefit.

Xiaodong used his endless imagination on this, and was more enthusiastic than needlework.She put all kinds of ingredients she could think of into it and cooked them together. Some of them were delicious, but many of them gave off a strange smell.Once a pot of soup was boiled, which contained the smell of mutton, the fishy smell of shrimp, the astringent taste of vegetables, and the sour taste and light bitterness in it. Zhao Lu tasted it, with a strange expression, Comforting Xiaodong, she said, "Your sister can name this soup, let's call it Wuweitang."

When the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers fell to the full height, Qin Lie finally returned.

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It's too evil... It's like taking ecstasy, and I can't wake up all day long.I was sleepy early in the evening, and when I put the bowl at noon, I couldn't keep my eyes open...

As soon as I took a nap, I felt like I was in a coma, at least for half an afternoon...

Ah, by the way, for the fingers, please vote.

Xiaodong will soon be old enough to marry, so I really can't bear it.

(End of this chapter)