Chapter 434 A Thrilling Scene
If I don’t like something, I will definitely not eat it.
I thought they would not be used to living in the village, but Hu Zi and Zheng Tang actually gained some weight.
"The weather is getting cold, so my maid and I used the fabric we had to make clothes for Zheng Tang and Hu Zi as well."
There are no embroiderers here, so you have to do everything yourself.
"Thank you, sister-in-law. You know, I'm not good at sewing. I can only say it's passable."
Qiao Yu smiled, "You already have enough good qualities. You don't have to be good at everything. Leave the needlework to us."
"Sister-in-law, your needlework is better than that of an embroiderer."
Zheng Ci exclaimed.
She had initially assumed Qiao Yu's needlework was just about embroidering flowers and cutting fabric. It wasn't until she saw the small dress she'd made that Zheng Ci saw the real deal. On the chest of the dress was a lifelike fish embroidered.
The fish is surrounded by auspicious cloud patterns and a red sun.
"You like this rust." Qiao Yu smiled in her surprised eyes.
"I'm not satisfied with your embroidery work, sister-in-law. I can't find an embroiderer in Beijing who can satisfy me."
"What are you talking about?"
Qiao Xianglan pushed the door open and walked in.
She had caught a cold these days, and in order not to infect Qiao Yu, Zheng Ci, and the two children, she had been staying alone. Only today, when she felt better, did she come out to visit.
"I was saying my sister-in-law's embroidery is amazing. Mom, come and see it."
Zheng Ci asked Qiao Xianglan to sit down.
Qiao Xianglan looked at the embroidery and showed the same expression. Both mother and daughter praised her. Qiao Yu felt a little embarrassed to praise her directly.
She is a shy person, and few people would directly and enthusiastically praise her for doing a good job.
Her parents always told her not to be arrogant and that if she did well, she should work harder.
As he thought of this, he moved the needle and thread in his hand a little faster.
"Sister-in-law, how long have you been learning needlework? Three or four years at least."
Zheng Ci looked at the embroidery and asked seriously.
Most women from aristocratic families start learning needlework and embroidery at a young age. They then spend several years learning different embroidery techniques and gradually find the one that suits them.
In the long project that follows, you will then be able to understand and master what you have learned.
"How many years? I only learned for a year." She smiled. "Back then, our family wasn't rich, and the embroiderer came from another big workshop and was very famous. If she hadn't really had nowhere else to go, why would she have stayed to teach us embroidery? Later, she found a place to go, and taught us for about a year, then left."
One year? That's genius level.
For an ordinary scholar, three years from the time he started to study to the time he passed the examination to become a student was considered fast.
People like Qiao Yu, for example, only needed to study for a year or two to pass the examination and become a student.
But hard work alone can't explain the problem.
The vast majority of geniuses in this world rely on talent rather than hard work.
Zheng Ci muttered, "Sister-in-law, you're amazing. You learned it in just one year."
Hu Zi is quite old now. Everything he handles doesn't last more than a few days before it becomes worn out. His jaw leaks when he eats and drinks, and he drools a lot.
Don't ruin this amazing embroidery work of your sister-in-law when you let Hu Zi wear it.
Qiao Yu: "You can let Hu Zi wear it. I have nothing to do at the farm. I can make a piece of clothing like this in a few days."
Seeing what Zheng Ci was thinking, Qiao Yu said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll trouble you, sister-in-law."
Zheng Ci was not polite. Qiao Yu was one of their own family members, and being too polite would seem like a distant impression. Fortunately, he accepted it with ease.
"Wait another year or so, and I plan to hire a female teacher for Zheng Tang."
Zheng Ci raised her eyes and asked, "I wonder what kind of master my sister-in-law wants to find for Zheng Tang."
Qiao Yu paused while embroidering. "She doesn't need to learn needlework. I want to find a teacher to teach her how to read and write."
Since arriving in Beijing, she'd learned that most of the girls from the aristocratic families there learned to read and write from a young age. Embroidery and the like were merely icing on the cake. After all, marrying into a family and becoming a wife meant she didn't have to do these things herself.
Just to look good.
The Qiao family wasn't wealthy, and the elders had asked her to learn embroidery simply because they thought she could earn some money if her future husband's family wasn't wealthy. But Zheng Tang didn't need that; she had a doting father, grandparents, and aunt.
"That's not difficult." Zheng Ci smiled, "Don't worry, sister-in-law. I'll ask around and make sure to find the best husband for our Tang'er."
Qiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Although Zheng Lan was already an official, he was not a Beijing official after all, and he was afraid that he would not have a say in the capital.
Since Zheng Ci is willing to speak up, others will naturally give her more face.
"Okay, I'll thank you on behalf of Tang'er."
"We're a family, no need to say thank you or not."
The whole family was having a great time, doing needlework and chatting about family matters, and time passed quickly.
In order to successfully hide from the spies of all parties, and because Zheng Huai Zheng Laosan is now also a member of the Hanlin Academy, he returned to live in the house with the intention of confusing everyone.
Not to mention, Qiao Xianglan was still a little worried after leaving Zheng Huai for a few days.
They had been married for many years, and except for business trips, they had never been apart for such a long time. If it hadn't been for the letter, she would have been worried to death.
"You said, your father will be okay."
One day, Qiao Xianglan came to Zheng Ci's house in the afternoon.
"Don't worry, Mom. Pei Ji has sent someone to follow Dad at all times."
"Okay, then I'm relieved." Qiao Xianglan nodded, "I don't know when your brother will come back. It's better not to come back now. It's safer to stay outside."
Now the struggle for the throne in the capital has entered the open daylight stage.
Big trouble can happen at any time.
What Qiao Xianglan said was very true. Although it is dangerous in Beijing now, it is a great advantage outside.
Half a month later.
Flames shot up into the sky in the capital, and shouts, roars, and the sound of people running and horses' hooves echoed throughout the capital.
All is messed up.
With smoke rising everywhere, the usually prosperous and populous capital city was transformed into a hell on earth.
Countless bodies lay on both sides of the street, whose husbands, sons, and fathers they were. The bodies had been pierced with holes and lay alone.
"father!"
Amidst the countless cries, even the sorrowful cries of young children could be heard.
"Dad, where are you? Mom, where are you? I'm scared."
A little girl, about three or four years old, was moving among the crowd.
People rushed out of the city like crazy, pushing and crowding each other, everyone with red eyes.
The little girl was pushed and fell to the ground, her tears streaming even faster, her big eyes filled with panic and fear.
She sat there, not reacting for a long time, and didn't even notice the horse galloping towards her in the distance.
It was not until the horse's hooves were raised high that people around noticed this scene.
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