PDLP Chapter 328: There is always a layer of 1
Chapter 328: There is always a layer of 1
From then on, Wei Lin developed the habit of placing high orders for embroidery works for Lady An from the owner of the embroidery workshop.
But this habit really costs money.
Sometimes, when Lady An's embroidery works were given away, before it was her turn to buy one, they were bought by some unknown lady at a high price.
Before, Wei Lin had thought that he could secretly buy more embroidery to give more to Lady An, but now seeing that this rare commodity was in great demand, he realized that he was too superficial.
Concubine Hua had also heard that Lady An's embroidery was in great demand, but she had never been short of such things.
If it wasn't for avoiding the Queen's eyes and ears, An Lingrong would have sent herself a large number of sachets and handkerchiefs every season.
At this moment in Yikun Palace, everyone had different thoughts. Concubine Hua didn't know whether Wei Lin was stroking the shadow she rewarded with the intention of buying An Lingrong's embroidery.
Songzhi once mentioned that Lady An was really a smart person who could draw inferences from one instance.
The previous method of supplying new spices according to the season was learned by Lady An from the granddaughter outside the palace. Lady An then immediately applied the same method to embroidery.
An Lingrong came from a poor family, so she was not as proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting as Zhen Huan and Shen Meiyu.
The embroidered handkerchiefs that were usually taken out of the palace were all of ordinary patterns.
But ever since Shen Meizhuang got the little bellyband that An Lingrong embroidered for Jinghe, she reciprocated the favor by giving her a picture of flourishing wisteria in summer. An Lingrong then traced the pattern of the flowers and "copied" it onto the handkerchief.
From then on, the flowers of the four seasons, spring, summer, autumn and winter, no, they are the scarves of the four seasons, the flowers, birds, insects and fish all have unique looks.
The most important thing is, Songzhi said, that buying just one handkerchief is not enough to get the whole set. One must always look for new products and collect four handkerchiefs. Only when the four handkerchiefs are put together can a complete picture be seen.
"There are only a few in each season. If one is missing, the handkerchief will still be a handkerchief, but it will always make people feel incomplete." Songzhi said this to Concubine Hua as a joke that day.
As for why Songzhi knew so much, Concubine Hua didn't want to ask more.
Now that I think about it, An Lingrong is the only one favored in the entire harem recently, so I'm afraid she doesn't have time to do these things these days.
Besides, Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang probably don't have the mood to draw those unique patterns for An Lingrong anymore.
Even the ink has the scent of musk, what a delicate craft.
I don't know how much effort the person behind this arrangement put into it.
Trust the people you employ, and don't employ them if you doubt them. Wei Lin cleared up Hua Fei's confusion, and Hua Fei asked Zhou Ninghai to send Wei Lin out politely.
It was naturally Xiaolouzi who escorted Wei Lin to the door.
After all, he was here to treat the palace maid, so there was no need for the chief steward of the Yikun Palace to see her off in person.
A few days later, Wei Lin prescribed a prescription for cold as usual, and sent the medicine to Yikun Palace according to the prescription.
It clears away heat, detoxifies and prevents wind and cold, and the taste is not too bitter. Songzhi, Lanzhi and the others pinched their noses and drank a big bowl of it.
After a whole course of treatment, the drama was finally over.
As for the Buddhist scripture handwritten by Zhen Huan, Concubine Hua had not yet figured out what to do with it, so she asked Song Zhi to find a box to put it away.
There is always a layer of separation between her and Zhen Huan.
Hua Fei could use harsh words to wake An Lingrong up when she was feeling self-pity, or she could indulge Shen Meiyu's arrogant temper and pamper her, but that was all because in her previous life, Hua Fei had no deep hatred with them.
But as for Zhen Huan, whenever she looked at Zhen Huan, she would always think of the heart-wrenching words she said to her when she was dying.
The emperor ordered me to commit suicide. I had been in love with the emperor for many years, but in the end the emperor actually ordered me to commit suicide.
Thinking carefully about the previous life, he arranged for the young eunuch to burn down Yuxuan. At that time, the situation was already hopeless, but he still did not let Zhen Huan go.
Although he thought that if the matter was exposed, the emperor would not forgive him.
But Concubine Hua always felt that it was not necessary to sentence Zhen Huan to death. After all, she heard later that Zhen Huan was fine.
The one who could push the situation to the point of being sentenced to death must have been Zhen Huan.
Including the heart-wrenching words he said when he woke up from the dream, which was the last straw that made him lose heart and commit suicide.
Concubine Hua could never forget these things.