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Chapter 421 The things embroidered by Miss Nan Wu are so strange

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    A large betrothal gift

    Prince Jing¡¯s eyebrows jumped several times.

    He said solemnly: "You are my child, and I want you to marry a noble girl, not a mere merchant girl. Ask yourself, besides money, what else can Nan Baoyi bring to you? Official connections? Background?  Backstage? None at all! My child, this is a world where backstage is important. If you want to be the only one in the court, you must not be naive!"

    Xiao Yi was eating golden candied dates.

    The eyelashes cast shadows under the eyelids, like black folding fans that swing open, with extremely cool and thin arcs.

    He is not Prince Jing¡¯s child.

    But, if that child was still alive, he would probably be manipulated like this, right?

    From birth to marrying a wife and having children, he was manipulated like a puppet for half his life.

    A graceful and elegant figure emerged in my mind.

    That woman threw him to South Vietnam when he was just born, ordered him to find the Tianshu token from the Nan family, and ordered him to control the central power of the South Vietnam country. Isn't this a form of manipulation?

    He threw away the candied date stones.

    He raised his eyes and glanced at Prince Jing. His voice was lazily: "The marriage was granted by the Holy Father himself. Could it be that Prince Jing wants to resist the decree?"

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    King Jing became even more angry.

    He shook his head and cursed sternly: "Forget it, your wings are stiff, I can't control you! Don't you want a betrothal gift? I will arrange the betrothal gift now and send it to Nan Shilang's Mansion tomorrow to betrothal Qingyun and the others.  As for you, don¡¯t even think about asking Prince Jing¡¯s Mansion to give you half a tael of silver as a betrothal job!¡±

    After roaring, he walked away.

    Xiao Yi ate candied dates carelessly and sneered: "The old man is quite stubborn."

    He was just talking, he had already prepared the betrothal gift and so on.

    The arrangement for Nan Jiaojiao must be grand and grand.

    ?????????????????? Prince Jing¡¯s Mansion can¡¯t afford it.

    After the Lantern Festival, the wind blowing through Shengjing City gradually brought warmth.

    But overnight, the vegetation in Nanfu Garden sprouted, and the peach blossom branches were covered with thick buds. The maids laughed and made bets in the red-painted verandah, betting on when the first peach blossom would bloom.

    Nan Baoyi and Nan Baozhu sat kneeling side by side under the eaves.

    There was a large table in front of him. There were sewing baskets and embroidery cloths on the table. All kinds of beautiful fabrics were piled on the wooden floor of the corridor like clouds.

    A middle-aged woman with a bun in a bun, thin and serious, was sitting on her knees in front of her in a serious manner.

    She is the best embroidery lady in Nanjia embroidery shop.

    Because Nan Baoyi wanted to learn embroidery, the old lady specially invited her to the house to teach her how to embroider and sew clothes. She also brought Nan Baozhu in to learn, so that she would have someone to talk about when discussing marriage in the future.  ability.

    While demonstrating embroidery, Mrs. Gu explained: "From ancient times to the present, many kinds of stitching techniques have been handed down, such as straight stitch, carved stitch, pan stitch, flat stitch, scattered stitch, etc. The two young ladies learned embroidery in order to get married.  Then I will teach you the long and short stitches today. This is one of the main stitches of Su embroidery, suitable for embroidering figures, trees and stones, calligraphy, flowers and birds."

    Nan Baoyi listened seriously.

    She was holding an embroidery bag and was about to drop the needle when Nan Baozhu suddenly pointed not far away and said excitedly: "Jiaojiao, look, there is a fearless bird squatting on the treetop. It has a red belly and feathers like  Pretty as satin!¡±

    "Cough!"

    Mrs. Gu coughed majestically.

    Nan Baozhu came to her senses and reluctantly picked up the embroidery bandage.

    Mrs. Gu asked: "Miss Nansi, what did I just say?"

    "What kind of bird did you just say" Nan Baozhu's eyes were bright, "Mrs. Gu is hungry and wants to drink squab soup? Can I ask the kitchen to make a pot for you?"

    As he was talking, he dropped his embroidered bandage and wanted to run away.

    "Stop!" Mrs. Gu scolded her coldly, "It's just that you don't pay attention to the lecture. You're still thinking about pigeon soup. Miss Nan Si, in today's world, thinness is considered a beauty, you should eat less!"

    Nan Baozhu grabbed her skirt, turned around aggrievedly, and sat down on her knees again.

    Mrs. Gu placed the first stitch, "Let's start with something simple and embroider a stone first."

    Nan Baoyi blinked, "Mrs. Gu, I want to learn to embroider mandarin ducks. Can we not embroider stones?"

    Mrs. Gu thought for a while and said, "Then let's practice embroidering a feather first."

    "I just want to learn how to embroider mandarin ducks, not feathers."

    The corners of Madam Gu¡¯s mouth couldn¡¯t help but twitch.

      These little sisters are too difficult to teach, right?

    ¡°One doesn¡¯t want to learn anything, and the other just wants to reach the sky in one step.

    She is too difficult

    Mrs. Gu was thinking hard about how to tell Nan Baoyi that haste makes waste. Nan Baozhu suddenly rolled on the floor in the corridor with his belly in his arms.

    She shouted: "My stomach hurts, my stomach hurts so much! Madam Gu, I want to go to the West Room!"

    Mrs. Gu¡¯s face became even more ugly.

    She said in a deep voice: "Miss Nansi, you have already made three trips to the West Room since I stepped here. As a lady, going in and out of the West Room so diligently will have a bad impact on your reputation."

    "Can't ladies like us all show their respects?" Nan Baozhu retorted, "When the emperor still has a headache and fever, why can't ladies like us have diarrhea?! Do you have to watch me pull it up on my skirt to keep your reputation?  ?"

    Mrs. Gu was speechless.

    With a dark face, she had no choice but to allow Nan Baozhu to go to the west room.

    Nan Baozhu ran away in a hurry, hid behind the peach blossom tree, and made a take care gesture to Nan Baoyi.

    Nan Baoyi bit her lip and snickered.

    The little cousin is used to being undisciplined, so detaining her here to learn embroidery is probably equivalent to killing her.

    ¡°Ahem,¡± Mrs. Gu faced Nan Baoyi, ¡°I¡¯ll teach the fifth girl how to embroider feathers¡ª¡ª¡±

    "Embroidered mandarin ducks."

    Nan Baoyi protested softly.

    Mrs. Gu: ""

    Come on, if you want to embroider mandarin ducks, just embroider mandarin ducks.

    She drew pictures of mandarin ducks on the embroidered cloth, "A great embroidery master must also be an excellent painter. When the fifth girl is free, she can go to the garden to see the mandarin ducks and observe their expressions and movements.  In this way, the embroidered mandarin ducks will be more expressive and dynamic."

    Nan Baoyi thought for a while.

    There are no mandarin ducks in her garden, only a group of fighting cocks.

    Her father brought them from Jinguan City. It is said that a bunch of them died due to acclimatization, and the remaining half laid eggs like crazy. Nowadays, those female fighting cocks often lead a large group of young fighting cocks, walking in the back garden with their heads held high, and whoever comes near  Who to peck.

    But fighting cocks and mandarin ducks are both poultry, and it must be the same when observing cockfighting.

    She nodded: "I took note of it."

    Mrs. Gu started to drop the needle.

    Nan Baoyi then dropped the needle.

    Mrs. Gu explained it very carefully, almost stitch by stitch.

    Nan Baoyi felt that she understood.

    She rolled up her sleeves and dropped her needles, her posture as reserved as that of a lady.

    An hour passed, Madam Gu looked at the patterns on Nan Baoyi's embroidered cloth and fell into deep thought.

    "It's obviously a one-to-one teaching in person, but it's just a hands-on job. How come the things this Nan Wu girl embroiders are still so amazing?"  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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