Snapped!
"Ouch!" A little palace maid rolled off the kang in pain.
The two big palace maids were holding candlesticks, and the light of the candles could not be dimmed. Aunt Fang's face was half-bright and half-dark. She kept waving the ruler in her hands, beating the little palace maids on the ground, and scolding in her mouth: "I told you to speak up. Son, tell you to speak up!"
"Stop hitting, auntie, don't hit, it hurts! Don't hit!" The palace maid hugged her head and cried, "I don't want to, but I can't control the snoring! Oh, oh !"
When she beat someone, the rest of the palace maids were lying on their sides on the kang, and none of them dared to move. The two big palace maids holding a ruler were wandering in front of the kang, their eyes as if they were choosing a lamb to be slaughtered.
"The rules in the palace are that you are not allowed to make a sound while sleeping. If you make a noise at night for the master, not only will you be beaten to death, but even I will be killed!" Aunt Fang held the ruler in her hand mercilessly Falling on the little palace maid, "If you can't change it, I will fight until you can!"
Aunt Fang smoked her again for a long time. She was probably exhausted, so she stopped the movements in her hands. When she was out of breath, she put her hands on her hips and said coldly to the court ladies, "Get up, work!"
Everyone looked at the sky outside the window in disbelief. It was as black as a pool of ink.
"Aunt, aunt, it's only the third watch now." A little palace maid couldn't help but said, "The door of the embroidery workshop is still open..."
But being swept away by Aunt Fang's gaze, she didn't dare to say any more, and hurriedly turned over from the kang.
For a time, the palace maid's office was filled with rustling sounds of dressing, and everyone was afraid that if they moved a little slower, they would get a good fight, and they all got up at the fastest speed.
"Auntie, I'm fine." Jinxiu likes to be number one in everything, and this time it was the same. She was dressed first, then trotted to Aunt Fang, and said obediently, "Are we going to the embroidery workshop now?"
"The door of the embroidery workshop hasn't opened yet, what are you going to do?" Aunt Fang said coldly.
Jinxiu was stunned when she heard the words: "Then we..."
"Working in the embroidery workshop is work, and doing work for me is also work." Aunt Fang looked around, "Who is Wei Yingluo?"
Everyone looked at Wei Yingluo.
"It's me." Wei Yingluo stood out without changing her face.
Aunt Fang winked at the two maids she had brought, and one of them immediately stepped forward and tucked a stack of clothes into her arms.
"I heard from Mama Zhang, your embroidery is the best. All the necklines, sleeves, and skirts are embroidered with appropriate patterns. Leave it to me at dawn!" After Aunt Fang gave her instructions, she raised her finger and pointed at the other little palace maids. One by one instructed, "You seven, divide into two groups, you, you, you, you three go to boil hot water, prepare pancreas, hand towels, I will get up early to take a bath. The rest will go to clean the yard and ensure that every floor tile is It's all bright. Go!"
Everyone was busy, and Jixiang was assigned the job of serving Aunt Fang, which is supposed to be a good job, easier than cleaning the yard, and able to talk to the aunt who was in charge of them, so Jinxiu, who was also assigned this job, laughed. Can't close your mouth.
But auspiciousness can't come out laughable. In her eyes, Aunt Fang is no different from tigers and beasts. Waiting for her to bathe is no less than pulling teeth from tigers.
"Don't pull your face." Wei Yingluo's voice suddenly sounded softly in her ear, and said softly, "Learn about Jinxiu and smile more, you are very cute when you smile."
"I can't learn from her." Jixiang pouted, then looked at Wei Yingluo with admiration, "Sister Yingluo, you are so amazing, how do you know that aunt will come back?"
If it wasn't for Wei Yingluo's reminder, she would have been the one who just hit the board.
Jixiang also has a problem with snoring. The reason why she was not caught by Aunt Fang was because after listening to Wei Yingluo's words, she was so frightened that she couldn't sleep. She was awake until Aunt Fang came back again.
Wei Yingluo laughed: "The new official takes office three times, even if no one is snoring, she will find other reasons to beat people, so that we are afraid of her, and will not dare not listen to her from now on... Well, you go quickly Well, don't make Auntie wait any longer."
Watching Jixiang leave in a hurry, Wei Yingluo smiled and shook her head, then looked down at the clothes in her hands.
A person who is skilled in embroidery can tailor clothes just by looking at them. After taking a careful look at the clothes, the length is just right for Aunt Fang. At first glance, she knows that she is a fake public servant, and she wants the little palace maid under her hand to modify her private clothes for her.
Perhaps in order not to steal the limelight of the masters, the palace ladies' clothes are all plain. In this regard, there is not much difference between the big palace maid and the little palace maids. The clothes in the hands are the same, the color is light and plain, and I look for it over and over again. Few patterns.
"Women love to be pretty, and the same goes for women who enter the palace." Wei Yingluo thought to herself, "No, in a place like this where women are all women, women have to compete even more with women."
Picking up the needle and taking the thread, Wei Yingluo embroidered a string of wisteria flowers on the collar and sleeves of her clothes. The palace maid's clothes have been upgraded to a new level, and they are very suitable for the identity of Aunt Fang. They will not be too coquettish and graceful like peony and peony.
She embroidered so thoughtfully that even a picky person like Aunt Fang couldn't make a mistake.
But seeing Aunt Fang turned the clothes in her hand to look at it for a long time, and finally her eyes fell on the wisteria flowers on the cuffs, her love was beyond words, she touched it with her hand for a long time, but she still said lightly: "The embroidery is not bad. You also embroider the other pieces for me, or a different pattern."
"Yes, Auntie." Wei Yingluo replied obediently, "Is it embroidering now?"
Aunt Fang glanced at the sky, but she wanted Wei Yingluo to embroider her now, but there was a limit to what she could do to help her privately.
Wei Yingluo pursed her lips and smiled: "Yes."
Aunt Fang left with the clothes embroidered with wisteria patterns, and looking at her impatient look, she obviously wanted to change into this clothes immediately and go to her sisters to show off.
"Look at him, he's got a golden thigh." Secretly, Jinxiu was chatting with the other little palace maids again, "She's a natural and good servant. If we want to live well, we have to learn from her."
Jixiang couldn't hear such words, and was about to argue with her, but was stopped by Wei Yingluo.
"Sister Yingluo, aren't you angry when she said that to you?" Auspiciously said.
Wei Yingluo smiled, her time is very precious, how could she waste it on a mere splendid
"Jixiang, can you do me a favor?" Wei Yingluo asked.
"You say." Jixiang asked what he was doing without asking, just agreed.
"I'm not going to eat breakfast, you can bring me a steamed bun." Wei Yingluo said, "I have something to do, so I'll go to the embroidery workshop first."
At this point, Xiufang is like a sleeping person, sleeping very peacefully without making any sound.
Wei Yingluo was not idle either. She waved the broom in her hand and slowly returned the fallen flowers in front of the door to one place. In front of the embroidery workshop was a wisteria flower, and the deep and shallow purple petals in that place dyed the broom. A hint of floral fragrance.
"Why are you here so early?" A voice came from behind her.
Stopping the broom in her hand, Wei Yingluo turned her head and smiled: "Mother Zhang is early."
This was a pre-planned meeting.
Mammy Zhang works in the embroidery workshop. She is the first to come and the last to leave every day, so as long as she saves time for breakfast and waits at the entrance of the embroidery workshop, she will definitely be able to wait for Mammy Zhang.
But she wouldn't say that, Wei Yingluo smiled and said, "Today is my first day to work in the embroidery workshop. I was afraid of being late, so I came earlier."
Old people like children who obey the rules, and Mammy Zhang is no exception. A rare smile appeared on her serious and almost unfriendly face: "You are a child who understands the rules."
Wei Yingluo knew the rules.
For the next half month, she got up early every day to embroider clothes for Aunt Fang, wisteria, qiulan, carp and bluebird. The pattern never repeated. Square run.
There are also people who want to learn from her, but they can't persist after four or five days.
"It's really a life to be a slave." This person is Jinxiu, she said to others, "I can't learn from her."
She can't learn, and she doesn't want to learn, because there is no visible benefit.
Although Wei Yingluo does private work for Aunt Fang every day, she also suffers from Aunt Fang's board. Although she goes to the door of the embroidery workshop every day before dawn, she does not show any favor to her because of this. She has as much work in her hands as others, and sometimes more than others.
Many people are secretly laughing at Wei Yingluo: It's thankless to work hard, why bother
Wei Yingluo went her own way. No matter what others said about her, she always insisted on living like this. Although she didn't get any substantial benefits, Aunt Fang and Mammy Zhang looked at her with softer eyes. Yu will also talk to her about family affairs.
Wei Yingluo always listened quietly, occasionally made a sentence or two, and asked one or two innocuous questions. Seeing that she was so well-behaved and sensible, Mammy Zhang would answer her smoothly.
"Mommy, is it better to use red or green for this place?"
"Let's use red, red is festive."
"Mommy, is it better to give you a brocade koi with a handkerchief, or an orchid?"
"Koi, it's a good sign."
"Mammy, my embroiderer is better than Wei Yingning, which one is better?"
"Yingning is better." Mammy Zhang replied habitually. After answering, she was slightly taken aback and stared at Wei Yingluo in front of her.
Wei Yingluo looked back at her with a smile.
For a month, every meeting, every seemingly innocuous question and answer, was for the same purpose - to let Mammy Zhang subconsciously answer her next question.
Mammy Zhang stared at Wei Yingluo for a while, then slowly said, "I heard wrong, I don't know Wei Yingning."