Chapter 57: Papa, two more slaps
"What do you mean by your embroidery? This is clearly from Wan Chongxuan. You little bitch, are you trying to take my embroidery because you think I'm easy to bully?"
Although she is just one of the maids in Wanchongxuan, and although she is the one who scolds people, it does not mean that she does not know what is good.
She used to be an embroiderer with good skills. If her eyesight hadn't been so bad, she would be no worse than the top embroiderer in the pavilion, or even better.
Although the embroidery in her hand was ordinary, the color matching and composition were excellent.
However, what caught her eyes even more was the embroidery skills. She made the red persimmons on the embroidery look so lifelike, as if the red persimmons had walked out of the embroidery. It was truly amazing.
The most important thing is that Wanchongxuan needs such embroidery.
At the palace banquet yesterday, someone came from above and said that they wanted to send embroidered gifts to the future Crown Prince's wife and the two concubines. The owner of the pavilion said that the embroidered gifts must have a good idea, good embroidery skills, and be eye-catching.
Someone presented a picture of a phoenix, but the owner of the pavilion said it was inappropriate. Even though the three concubines were phoenixes, the empress in the palace was the real phoenix. How could the three concubines surpass the empress?
Someone presented a painting of a hundred flowers, but the owner of the pavilion said it was too tacky. The embroidery was either flowers or birds, which was too ordinary and had no novelty at all.
Some people also said that when the picture of a hundred children was presented, the Xuanzhu immediately turned red. How could there be a hundred children and a thousand grandchildren before the three concubines even entered the prince's residence? Isn't this scolding the three concubines for not being faithful to their wives and the prince for being happy to be a father?
The owner of the Xuan cursed everyone in Wanchong Xuan, and the already depressed Xuan felt even more suffocated.
She was no exception, because it was she who offered to give the Hundred Children Painting as a gift. The look in Xuanzhu's eyes when he looked at her was as if he wanted to eat her. If it weren't for her stinky mouth, Xuanzhu would probably really get rid of her.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder.
She also knew that she had offended many people with her mouth, and once she left Wanchongxuan, she would be dead without a burial place.
In order to appease the owner of the pavilion, she could only think of other ways. She forced the embroiderers to come up with new and innovative embroidery works, but none of them were good. They were either auspicious patterns or outdated designs of flowers and birds. She was so angry that she cut all their embroidery works.
Really, what was she doing keeping them around all the time? When the time came to really matter, they couldn't be used? She was truly incapable of accomplishing anything, only causing trouble.
She had a headache and wanted to go out and relax, or think again, should she ask the steward for help? Or, could she give him a hundred or so taels of silver and ask him to say a few good words to the owner of the pavilion to let her stay.
However, she didn't want to pay the money. Her reputation as a stingy person was not earned for nothing. She even robbed the embroiderer of a few cents worth of steamed buns on weekdays, let alone asking her to pay a hundred taels of silver?
But God helps her.
She really didn't expect that a piece of embroidery would float down while she was just walking on the street?
This embroidery has a novel concept and good meaning, and the embroidery skills are superb. Even the second-rate embroiderers in Wanchongxuan can't embroider as well as hers. If she donates this embroidery, the owner of the pavilion will not only not blame her, but will also give her a promotion, right?
So this embroidery can only belong to her, and no one can take it away from her.
Thinking of this, she actually put the embroidery into her arms in front of Lin Qingjun, and finally showed an expression that said, "What can you do to me?"
Lin Qingjun was so angry that she laughed. It seemed that if she was not allowed to feel pain again, she would really have no idea of her own limitations.
Nanny Wan was sure that Lin Qingjun could not do anything else. She had seen through these young ladies. They only knew how to talk about rules and etiquette. They attached more importance to rules and etiquette in their daily lives, especially outside. They paid more attention to, in their words, the reputation and fame of the boudoir.
However, she really didn't expect that Lin Qingjun would disregard the rules and etiquette and attack her again today.
Pa pa.
Two slaps in the face rang out again, leaving Nanny Wan confused and stunned on the ground.
Why is this different from other ladies? Why is this different from what she thought?
this?
The proprietress of Qianzi Pavilion also gasped and looked at her in disbelief. Ever since this young lady entered her Qianzi Pavilion, she felt it was incredible. If there were good embroidery, others would naturally sell it to Wanchongxuan. How could they look down on her Qianzi Pavilion, a small family?
The embroidery she usually collected was nothing more than handkerchiefs and the like, and they were all embroidered by farm girls.
Although farm girls also embroider on a daily basis, their skills are far behind those of specially trained embroiderers. In addition, they have to take care of farm work on a daily basis, and embroidering a handkerchief is something they do in their spare time. The things they embroider are indeed not presentable.
Of course, there are a few farmers' daughters who are good at embroidery, but they are very few.
Today, a young lady came to her pavilion, and she was naturally shocked.
And her embroidery. Although she only took a quick look at it, it was enough to make her eyes light up. Both the color matching and the conception were top-notch. Moreover, the embroidery skills were definitely not comparable to those of a peasant girl. In fact, the embroidery skills were better than those of the embroiderer at Wanchongxuan.
Now seeing that Nanny Wan was occupying her embroidery, she became more and more certain that this young lady's embroidery was of good quality.
Although she also wanted this embroidery, she could not be so selfish. Compared with an inanimate object like the embroidery, she cared more about the young lady herself.
She stepped forward and whispered, "Miss, this is definitely not the place to put it. If, if the embroidery is nothing, why not, why not leave it like this..."
Forget it. Besides, Nanny Wan was slapped three times by her. If she continues to make trouble, it will only do harm to her and no good. Wan Chongxuan has a strong backing.
The proprietress looked worried.
If someone didn't know the boss lady's personality, they would probably think that she was speaking for Aunt Wan and advising Lin Qingjun not to cause trouble and to keep the peace.
However, Lin Qingjun understood her and was considering her. After all, she was an unmarried young lady. A woman's reputation was more important than anything else. Embroidery could be remade, but once a reputation was ruined, it could never be restored.
Moreover, the reputations of many young ladies have been damaged by this evil old slave. She doesn't want her to be harmed. It's for her own good.
Lin Qingjun smiled and said, "Boss Shang, I know you mean well. I don't need the embroidery. If I can embroider one, I can also embroider a second one. Moreover, I can embroider a better one."
"But that's not the case. If she wants it, she can just buy it with silver."
"If she doesn't have silver, and she kneels down to beg me, perhaps I can be kind enough to give it to her out of consideration for her age, her appearance, and her kneeling kowtow."
"But, in broad daylight, she actually robbed him?"
"Hmph, do you really think my embroidery fell from the sky? If I don't take it back, is there any justice in this world? If you just grab someone and say it's yours, then I'll grab her and make her my slave and say it's mine. Ask her if she'll do it?"
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