After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

A big bride price...

King Jing's eyebrows jumped fiercely.

He said in a deep voice, "You are the king's child. The king wants you to marry a noble lady, not a business woman. Ask yourself, besides money, what else can Nan Baoyi bring to you? Official contacts? Background? Backstage? None! My boy, this is a worldly background that talks about the backstage. You can’t be naive if you want to stand alone!"

Xiao Yi was eating golden silk candied dates.

The eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyelids, like a black folding fan that was swayed, and the arc was extremely cool and thin.

He is not King Jing's child.

However, if that child is still in the world, he will probably be controlled like this, right?

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

A graceful and elegant figure emerged in his mind.

That woman, who threw him to Nanyue not long after he was born, ordered him to find the token of Tianshu from Nanjia, and ordered him to control the central power of Nanyue Kingdom. Isn't it a kind of manipulation?

He threw away the candied pits.

Lifting his eyes to look at King Jing, his voice is lazy: "The marriage was bestowed by the sage himself, does King Jing want to resist the decree?"

"you--"

King Jing was even more angry.

He shook his head and cursed harshly: "Fine, your wings are stiff, this king can't control you! Don't you want a bride price? This king will arrange the bride price and send it to Nan Shi Lang Mansion tomorrow to hire Qingyun and the others. As for you, don't you want to ask Prince Jing's Mansion to spend half a couple of dollars in hiring.

After roaring, he walked away.

Xiao Yiman casually ate the candied dates, sneering: "The old man has a stubborn temper."

He was just talking about it. He was already prepared for the bride price or something.

The arrangement of noodles for Nan Jiaojiao is naturally grand and grand.

But the mere Jing Wangfu can't afford it.

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

But overnight, the plants in the gardens of Nanfu sprouted, and the branches of peach blossoms were full of thick buds. The maids laughed and bet on the red-painted veranda about when the first peach blossoms would bloom.

Nan Baoyi and Nan Baozhu were sitting side by side under the eaves.

There was a large desk in front of him. On the desk were a sewing basket and embroidery frame. All kinds of fabrics were exquisite and beautiful, and they were dragged onto the wooden floor under the corridor like clouds.

The middle-aged woman in a bun, thin and serious, kneeled in front of her solemnly.

She is the best embroiderer in Nanjia Embroidery Village.

Because Nan Baoyi wanted to learn embroidery, the old lady specially invited her to the mansion to teach her to embroider and sew clothes. By the way, Nan Baozhu was also stuffed in to learn, so that she might have something to say when discussing marriage ability.

While demonstrating embroidery, Niang Gu explained: "Since ancient times, there have been many kinds of stitches, such as straight embroidery, cut embroidery, coiled needles, flat needles, scattered needles, etc. The two little ladies learned to embroider for marriage. Then I will teach you long and short needles today. This is one of the main stitches of Suzhou embroidery, suitable for embroidering characters, trees, calligraphy, flowers and birds."

Nan Baoyi listened carefully.

She was about to drop the needle while holding the embroidery brace, Nan Baozhu suddenly pointed to a short distance and said excitedly: "Jiaojiao, look at it, there is a bird that is not afraid of people, with a red belly and feathers It looks satiny!"

"cough!"

Lady Gu coughed majesticly.

Nan Baozhu recovered, and reluctantly picked up the embroidery stretch.

Lady Gu asked, "Ms. Nansi, what did I just say?"

"You just said, what kind of bird..." Nan Baozhu's eyes were bright, "Ms. Gu is hungry and wants to drink pigeon soup? I asked the small kitchen to cook a pot for you?"

While talking, I just wanted to run away after dropping the embroidery stretch.

"Stop!" Lady Gu reprimanded coldly, "Just don't listen to the lecture, but still thinking about pigeon soup. Nansi girl, nowadays, it is beautiful to be thin, you should eat less!"

Nan Baozhu grabbed the skirt, turned aggrieved, and sat down on her knees again.

Lady Gu dropped the first stitch, "Let’s start with simple learning, first embroider a stone."

Nan Baoyi blinked, "Lady Gu, I want to learn to embroider mandarin ducks, can we not embroider stones?"

Lady Gu thought for a while and said, "Then practice embroidering a feather first."

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

The corner of Lady Gu's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

This little sister is too difficult to teach, right?

One doesn't want to learn anything, one just wants to reach the sky in one step.

She is too difficult...

Ms. Gu was thinking hard about how to tell Nan Baoyi what is hurried, but Nan Baozhu suddenly hugged her belly and rolled all over the corridor.

She yelled: "My stomach hurts, my stomach hurts! Gu Niangzi, I want to go to Xifang!"

Lady Gu's face was even more ugly.

She said in a deep voice, "Ms. Nansi, you have made three trips to Xifang since I stepped in here. As a lady, entering and leaving Xifang so diligently will have a bad reputation."

"Don't you be respectful of ladies?" Nan Baozhu retorted, "When the emperor still has a headache, why can't ladies have diarrhea?! Don't you have to watch me pull on my skirt to keep your reputation? ?"

Lady Gu was speechless.

She had a dark face and had to allow Nan Baozhu to go to Xifang.

Nan Baozhu ran away, hiding behind the peach blossom tree, facing Nan Baoyi and gestured to take care.

Nan Baoyi bit her lip and snickered.

The little cousin is used to being loose, and keeping her here to learn embroidery is about killing her.

"Ah," Lady Gu faced Nan Baoyi, "I'll teach the five girls how to embroider feathers—"

"Embroidered Mandarin Duck."

Nan Baoyi protested in a low voice.

Lady Gu: "..."

Come on, embroider mandarin ducks just embroider mandarin ducks.

She drew a picture of mandarin ducks on the embroidered cloth, "A powerful embroidery master must also be a very good painter. When the five girls are fine, you can go to the garden to see mandarin ducks and observe their movements. In this way, the embroidered mandarin ducks will be more vivid and agile."

Nan Baoyi thought for a while.

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

Her father brought it from Jinguancheng. It is said that a group of them died because of the inconsistent water and soil. The remaining half lay eggs crazy. Nowadays, those female cockfighters often lead a large group of little cockfighters and walk in the back garden with their heads high. Who to peck.

But cockfighting and mandarin ducks are both poultry, so it must be the same to observe cockfighting.

She nodded: "I wrote it down."

Lady Gu began to drop the needle.

Nan Baoyi followed the needle drop.

Gu Niangzi explained very carefully, almost teaching one by one.

Nan Baoyi felt that he understood it.

She rolled her sleeves and dropped the needle, with a reserved posture like a lady.

After an hour passed, Lady Gu looked at the pattern embroidered on Nan Baoyi's cloth and fell into deep thought.

Obviously it is one-on-one in-person teaching, so I just missed it. Why is the embroidery of the South Five girl still so strange?