"Spring ends and the mountains are full of peach blossoms, and I complain that the spring break is late on the way north; everyone is intoxicated by the spring season, which is south of the Yangtze River..." Under the small window of the main room in the east courtyard of Jingyang Palace, Ji Ling is lying on the table
Write.
On this day, when she got up in the morning, she only asked Qixi to comb her hair with a small hairdo. She was dark and shiny, without any hairpins, and wore a snow-green uniform with a pattern of begonia flowers and branches. On her feet, she wore a pair of
Dark grape purple embroidered flower pot sole shoes.
Ever since Yin Jin spoke a few days ago and specifically allowed her not to wear flowerpot-soled shoes in the east yard, Ji Ling has let herself go. Even when wandering around in the small yard in front, she only wears flat soft shoes.
But today, in order to match her snow-green flag outfit, she specially dug out these flowerpot-soled shoes.
This pair of shoes looks ordinary, but the thought is hidden on the left and right sides of the heel: there is a small Hainan tribute first-grade pearl on each side using snow-blue silk thread as a guide.
The pearl is not big, just the size of an ordinary Buddhist bead, but its color is different from the common white pearls, but light pink and purple, round and cute. In addition, the silk thread is deliberately not tightened, so when you move around, the pearl follows Ji Ling's steps.
Swaying.
This is Ji Ling's favorite pair of flowerpot-soled shoes among the pile of clothes, jewelry and shoes given when he was conferred a noble title.
When Qixi came in with a sewing basket, she saw her master lying on the table writing in big letters.
Qixi doesn't know much about literacy, and the only foundation she has is what she learned at home when she was young.
In the Qing palace, the maids were absolutely not allowed to read or write. This was also a rule left by the ancestors. The fear was that the maids would be literate and use poems and prose to express their feelings and do scandalous things that would embarrass their masters.
She looked around and saw that she knew the words "Renren", "Peach Blossom" and "Jiangnan" on the paper, but she didn't know the others.
Although she didn't know much about the Chinese character Qixi, she still had a basic aesthetic sense. She saw that the writing on the rice paper was as crooked and slanted as an earthworm.
...It’s so ugly!
Qixi grimaced and let out a heartfelt sigh in her heart.
After Ji Ling finished writing this poem, he put down the pen, rubbed his wrist and turned his head to appreciate it, feeling very good about himself.
So she carefully took off the piece of paper and put it on the table aside to dry.
Qixi took advantage of this opportunity and stepped forward and said: "Master, the blindfold you asked for has been made by me. Master, do you want to try it?" She said and presented the sewing basket.
Ji Ling was tired of writing, so he nodded and said: "That's fine." After saying that, he reached out and took out the eye mask from the sewing basket. He saw that the eye mask was made of broken branches, flower and butterfly makeup satin as the main body, and the edges were made of twisted branches.
Flower velvet satin, the outside is rich crabapple red, and the inside is light pink.
She held it in her hand and looked at it several times, then said with a smile: "Very good, I just want one like this. You did exactly what I thought."
Qixi pursed her lips and smiled. She walked over and took the blindfold and said, "Master is tolerant and never dislikes the slave's clumsiness. Master, do you want to try it out?" When Ji Ling nodded, he carefully put the blindfold on her.
eyes, then gently tightened the ribbons on both sides and said: "Master, how do you feel about this?".
Ji Ling waved her hand and said, "It's too tight."
Qixi then relaxed the two ribbons until Ji Ling felt they were just right.
She helped Ji Ling fix the position of the ribbon, then made a mark with her fingernails on the lace position, then took off the blindfold and sewed it again according to the markings she just made.
Ji Ling supported her head with one hand and lazily watched Ji Ling doing needlework. As her palms fluttered, her two thin wrists were exposed from the sleeves of the palace maid's clothes, looking like she was stretched thin.
She frowned, leaned forward and tugged on the sleeves of Qixi, and said: "This dress seems to be too small. It seems that you have grown taller. Go find some inconspicuous ones among my fabrics and make some new clothes."
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After she finished speaking, she thought for a while and then said: "Why don't you just bring Bixue, Xiaofenzi, Xiaodazi and the others... everyone to change into new clothes!".
Just as Qixi was about to speak, Bixue had already invited An in. She was carrying a bowl of warm chestnut porridge. The chestnut porridge contained diced pork, peanuts, ginger slices, and radish. It had a salty taste.
When she heard Ji Ling say this, she put the chestnut porridge on the table, looked at Qixi and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master, for loving your slaves! But Master, you don't have to worry about the slaves having no clothes to wear. Master, you forgot
The clothes for the slaves are all provided by the needlework nuns from the House of Internal Affairs, and they are tailor-made for spring, summer, autumn and winter, with bottoms, shirts, coats, vests...all available."
Qixi nodded, looked at Ji Ling and said with a smile: "It should be in the next two days that the Ministry of Internal Affairs will come to measure and make summer clothes."
A few days later, the Ministry of Internal Affairs led people to gather in the room on the west corridor outside Chuxiu Palace to measure the dimensions of the palace ladies. Because there were so many people, they lined up to enter. Even though more than a dozen sewing ladies were lined up in a row, everything was still there.
It took two full days to measure the Sixth Palace.
The clothes worn by the palace maids are simple and do not require much processing. In about four or five days, the new clothes made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs were distributed to each palace.
That night, it was Bixue's turn to stay on duty with another palace maid. Qixi closed the doors and windows in the side room where the slaves lived, tried on the clothes herself, and found that the size was suitable, she put them away and went to sleep.
After a while, Yanzhi was heard sneakily getting up and sitting under the window, not knowing what she was doing.
Qixi kept an eye on it and quietly stood up and looked over.
This time she saw clearly: Rouge took advantage of the faint moonlight, took scissors and needlework, and was quietly tightening the waist of the palace maid's uniform.
Early the next morning, the concubine came
Fortunately, Ji Ling got up early that day and was still in the bedroom doing her makeup in front of the mirror. When she heard the noise outside, Xiao Fenzi announced that the concubine had arrived, so she immediately put on her flat shoes and came out.
Ji Ling took three steps at a time and walked quickly down the steps to meet the concubine.
Before the concubine arrived, she had already knelt down and said humbly: "I would like to pay my respects to the concubine. May the concubine be blessed."
At a glance, the concubine saw that her makeup had not been completely finished. Qixi, who was behind her, was panting and caught up with her. He put his coat on Ji Ling and said angrily: "Master, it is windy this morning, be careful not to catch the cold!", and then said to the concubine.
Salute: "I have seen the concubine!".
The concubine’s wrist looked thin, but she was quite strong.
She pulled Ji Ling up, took her arm affectionately, took the lead and walked to the back room in a familiar manner, saying calmly: "In the past few days, I heard from the slaves, sister, come to the main hall of this palace for a run."
I have made several trips to say hello to me, but I have no choice but to be sick and recuperate these days. I really can’t get out of bed. I am finally feeling better today. Sister, please don’t misunderstand that I am the one who is the best in uterine care!”
While talking, Ji Ling helped her cross the threshold and said: "Your Majesty, be careful." Then he smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you are joking, how could I miss you so much? Don't say that I am not that kind of person, you are just asking me to do it."
That’s right! Everyone in Jingyang Palace depends on the empress.”