11. Chapter 11 An An, you are actually a princess?
11. Chapter 11 An An, you are actually a princess?
Author: Hua Qingqing
My mother's father's face changed immediately, as if this was something he was afraid of. Du Juan wanted to know what was going on, but his father had no intention of saying, "My mother likes silk children, and she holds them in her hand when she falls asleep.
It’s not a strange thing, that silk child is her treasure, and a lot of the inspiration for what she is doing now comes from it.”
Du Juan nodded. Dad was talking to death again. Fortunately, the coarse tea was bitter and the sleepiness was gone. After about an hour, the mother and daughter came from the bamboo forest. The mother also watched from a distance.
When Du Juan arrived, she ran straight towards her. Du Juan didn't know how to accept her. Until the little girl threw herself into his arms, Du Juan's face was burning like fire.
"Sister Juan, I thought you wouldn't come! I thought you would leave me alone!"
"No, how could it be? Sister just suddenly remembered something urgent and hurried back to the workshop. Seeing you sleeping soundly in your dreams, I couldn't bear to disturb you, but it was also my sister's fault. I wanted to tell you soon.
You, it’s just that there are so many chores in the shop that you can’t get away from them all at once.”
"Girl, I've been listless the past few days since you left. I'm afraid you won't want her anymore."
The mother was aggrieved and burst into tears. Seeing this, Du Juan softened her heart and said, "Don't worry, mother! I will definitely let you enter Jinghuafang. This is our common goal." Only she understands that Jinghuafang is not just about the mother.
What she pursues is her own. When she came to her parents' home this time, Du Juan removed the stone that had been pressing on her chest and felt relaxed. She became even more determined. Jinghuafang will also face the changes.
Du Juan didn't ask about the silk boy's matter, but according to Uncle Du, my mother's inspiration came from the silk boy. Who could know the secret of this boy?
Another week passed by in a hurry, and the aunt in charge of the main hall read the words as usual, but added one sentence, "On the occasion of the silk sculpture competition, everyone should bring some snacks to add color to Jinghuafang."
"Auntie makes sense, but shouldn't we be taught some other techniques instead of sewing here all day long? The silk sculpture competition is not about comparing tailors. Auntie can think about what outsiders will do if we compete against tailors in the competition.
Are you making fun of our Jinghuafang?" As soon as Du Juan's fearless words fell, she was no longer afraid. She was slapped here. It was undoubtedly due to sleeping in reality, but it was worth it to change the status quo. Du Juan felt
You know, if you stand out, An An will definitely help you, but what about An An?
It’s over! In today’s lesson, the aunt in charge regards me as a thorn in the side, and it’s not just a punishment for being slapped on the hand. Zhao Anan, you are really a scam. Looking at the other embroiderers, there is determination in their eyes, Du Juan finished speaking.
Afterwards, they all started whispering.
What are they doing? To increase the anger of the aunt in charge? Am I a tool again? Am I going to die here?
Sure enough, the aunt in charge was easily angered, "Du Xiu Niang, are you questioning my decision? Sewing is the first of silk sculptures. If you can't even sew well, you still want to touch other things. It's simply a fantasy.
Tan!”
The four sisters stood at the side of the main hall and kept giving signs to Du Juan.
Du Juan smiled back, and her aunt saw this scene, "You four! Go back! Du Xiu Niang! In this house, you are really dissatisfied with me and want to go against me."
"Auntie, we have been sewing in the workshop for several months. Now that the silk sculpture competition is approaching, Auntie should also change the teaching strategy."
"What are you questioning again? Come up!"
The embroiderer Du Juan spoke to was not acquainted with her. During the time she spent here, Du Juan only recognized Zhao An'an. The others were just acquaintances, but she had no chance to get close to each other. In the past, she was afraid that her aunt would not be able to hide in time, but this time she unexpectedly spoke for herself.
There was less fear on everyone's faces. Could it be that I was the only one who was kept in the dark?
The embroiderer didn't come on stage, but her aunt was completely irritated. She pulled out a ruler from under the table and walked towards her angrily, raising her hand to hit her. Du Juan took a few steps over and grabbed her aunt's wrist. The aunt slowly turned around and said in a tone of voice:
From gentleness to irritability, "Du Juan! What do you want to do? You... what do you all want to do! Do you want to rebel? This is Jinghuafang, let's see who dares to be bold!"
The aunt was very strong and managed to break free several times. Du Juan was pushed away and pushed to the ground. The aunt came over with a ruler and was about to take action. Everyone was sweating for Du Juan. The aunt in front of her looked like a madman. Du Juan had already
Sweating profusely, until the moment she saw Zhao Anan coming, my aunt collapsed to the ground.
No, she is no longer Zhao Anan, but she is Anan, and she just saved her life.
Dozens of officers and soldiers rushed in from outside the workshop, followed by a white-haired internal official who shouted in a loud voice, "Princess Anbang is here!"
"Eunuch Li! Why is it him!" With such a panic look in my aunt's eyes, she must have offended a big shot!
Red-headed flower feathers! This is a treatment only available to second-grade eunuchs. This Eunuch Li is the eunuch in charge of the emperor? Du Juan was very lucky to have her brain with her when she fell asleep.
Outside the palace gate, a familiar figure walked towards me, with a phoenix crown standing high, a long shawl embroidered with hundreds of flowers, and a golden border shining brightly in the rare sunlight outside the palace. However, the pink color all over her body was precious.
There is also a bit of playfulness and cuteness in her aura, which matches her temperament. The round fan held lightly in her hand is like a mandarin duck playing in the water. The most conspicuous thing about her fair cheeks is a touch of red lips, which is exactly the "Ten Miles of Red Makeup"
The poem "Daughter's Dream". She used to have a petite face, but now she is dressed up in a way that makes her look more pitiful.
"There is such a beautiful woman in the Song Dynasty! No, princess!" Du Juan thought to herself in fear, "No wonder she spoke recklessly before. I thought she was reckless, but she is the princess of this famous mansion."
The aunt in charge stumbled up and said, "Slave, please see the princess, the princess is a thousand years old..."
Princess An An ignored her and went directly to Du Juan, "Sister, are you okay?"
Du Juan was helped up in a daze. After a second thought, she forgot the etiquette and was busy bowing, "Du Juan, the daughter of the people, meets the princess. The princess is a thousand years old."
"See you, princess! The princess is a thousand years old!" All the embroiderers in the workshop returned the favor. They were not surprised. Maybe they already knew her identity.
"Sister, don't be formal with me, I still like the name An'an."
Du Juan nodded blankly. She didn't expect An An to have such a distinguished status at this sudden exposure of her waistcoat! The princess turned around, and her aunt followed closely. Du Juan couldn't stand it. Isn't this bullying?
"What's wrong, aunt, you're fine."
The aunt in charge knelt down and said, "You deserve to die. I didn't know that the princess was here. I've offended the princess these days. I'm just a kid who doesn't know Mount Tai. I hope you can forgive me."
"Everyone in this workshop must have been offended by you. How can you settle this account, Eunuch Li?"
Eunuch Li took a step forward and raised his hands to the sky, "Master Sun, the emperor is thinking of the general's passing. How come you don't know about it and are ungrateful? Jinghua Fang is entrusted to you to prepare for the silk sculpture competition. Choose me.
There was a great talent in the Song Dynasty, but now you have become a one-spoken official. How do you want our family to explain this to the emperor?"
"Father-in-law, you have to save me. At that time, you..."
"Bold! Manager Sun, I recommended you to the emperor to take charge of Jinghuafang. But who would have thought that you came with hatred. The silk sculpture competition is imminent, but you are fishing in troubled waters here. You want to destroy the royal family.
