The draft is coming to an end, and in the embroidery workshop, the investigation of cheating has just begun.
"I saw it with my own eyes." A palace maid pointed to Wei Yingluo and said, "The auspicious veil was stained with blood. It was Wei Yingluo who exchanged the embroidery bandage and finished the embroidery for her! There are rules in the palace. Get out together!"
"Oh?" Wu Shulai glanced at him, "Is that so?"
Wei Yingluo glanced at the proud palace maid and found it ridiculous.
She originally thought that the whistleblower would be Jinxiu, but she didn't know that the person who finally jumped out was an irrelevant person.
It's ridiculous, Jinxiu is justifiable to do this, one less competitor, she is one of the best in the embroidery workshop, but what is this palace maid? The embroiderers of appearance are all inferior, even if Wei Yingluo is driven away, she will not be able to stand on the stage, and no one will like a person who informs behind her back, all the maids will be on guard against her, what is the benefit of her doing this? Or is jealousy so powerful? Enough to make her hurt others and herself.
With a plop, Jixiang knelt on the ground, crying: "I, I...",
"What are you, me, I'm fumbling, I don't understand the rules at all." Mammy Zhang reprimanded with a cold face, "Why don't you answer when the manager asks you something!"
"It's me!" Jixiang gritted his teeth and took all the responsibility on himself, "It's all because of me..."
"Pfft."
A chuckle interrupted her words, and everyone looked at each other, wanting to see who was so bold and dared to laugh at this time.
... It was Wei Yingluo.
Wu Shulai originally thought she was a mature and serious person, and he still had a good impression of her, but now seeing her so ignorant, his face paled and he asked, "What are you laughing at."
"A ridiculous person." Wei Yingluo walked to the auspicious embroidery stick, "Who said we cheated, look."
She leaned the golden pheasant picture in her hand next to the auspicious peony picture, and then she saw a village again.
"This is..." Wu Shulai widened his eyes in shock.
The auspicious peony picture is magnificent. If there is any disadvantage, it is a little less angry. On the contrary, Wei Yingluo's golden pheasant picture is lifelike. If there is any disadvantage, it is that except for the red cockscomb, the rest The place is all the same color, and it looks good at first glance, but after looking at it for a long time, I feel that the color is a bit too monotonous.
Now the two are matched together, and they are actually seamless.
The peony enhances the color of the two embroidery pieces with its national color, and the golden pheasant enhances the bearing of the two pieces of embroidery with its arrogance. No, where are the two pieces of embroidery...
"This is a pair of embroidery, called the Peony Golden Pheasant." Wei Yingluo smiled, "Because it took too long, so I cooperated with Jixiang to complete it."
"That's not the case!" The palace maid who reported her hurriedly said, "You, you..."
"Dare to ask." Wei Yingluo said to her with a smile, "When I handed the embroidery to Jixiang, were the peonies not finished?"
The palace maid opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything sophistry.
Although everyone worked in the same embroidery workshop, they were sitting at a distance from each other. Only the three people next to Wei Yingluo, namely Jixiang, Jinxiu, and Linglong, knew what happened. The palace maid presumably overheard their speech, but she may not know the whole thing, and it is impossible to know that what Jixiang first embroidered was not a golden rooster, but a golden carp.
Therefore, Wei Yingluo tried to find out her depth as soon as she tried it. Seeing that she had nothing to say, Wei Yingluo immediately knew something, and immediately said boldly: "Similarly, Jixiang handed me the picture of the golden pheasant. When it comes to embroidery, there are also only a few stitches, isn’t it? Since they are all unfinished embroidery drawings, how can you cheat?”
Everyone was dumbfounded, and then looked at Mammy Zhang together.
"This..." Mammy Zhang wondered, "There is no such precedent in the palace, Director Wu... What do you think?"
Director Wu glanced at her, thinking that it is no wonder that this old man can only stay in the embroidery workshop all his life, and he can't even see such a trivial matter.
Unlike Mammy Zhang, Director Wu has been scrambling around in the palace for decades. He has never seen any kind of nasty things. After listening to a few words, he has already guessed the cause and effect of the whole thing and knows it. It was indeed Wei Yingluo who was cheating.
But what does it matter
"Okay!" Wu Shulai suddenly laughed, and said to Wei Yingluo in a meaningful way, "Sure enough!"
Wei Yingluo's eyes moved, and she lowered her head: "Thank you, Director Wu for your praise."
She knew in her heart that she was afraid that she could not hide what she did from the big eunuch in front of her, but she didn't know how the other party would deal with her
Wu Shu looked at her with admiration. What was cheating? What he valued was that the child had a clear mind. While cheating, she had already prepared the next move. If someone informed her, she would immediately be able to turn against the army.
Such a smart child has a limitless future, at least not like Mama Zhang, who spends his whole life in a small embroidery workshop, accompanied by embroidery and needlework.
"People who need to be used in the palace have to talk less and do more things." Wu Shulai decided to give her a little face before the other party made a fortune, and deal with some stupid things by the way, "Also... the master hates gossip stupid the most. thing… "
He glanced at the whistleblower, and said in a low voice, "Pull it down, remove the name."
The whistleblower palace maid never imagined that things would turn out like this. She stood there for a while, until the two little eunuchs clasped her arms, and she came back to her senses, kneeling on the ground, and crying: "Manager Wu, I know I was wrong! I won't talk nonsense anymore, Manager Wu!"
Wu Shulai smiled and shook his head.
A fool is a fool, and he doesn't even know why he is being punished.
Is she being punished for talking nonsense? No, the reason she was punished was more because she didn't do things well - if you want to frame someone, you have to take all measures, even if you can't kill someone, you can't get yourself in. Stay in the palace
It was for her good to let her go out of the palace earlier. If such a brain continues to stay in the palace, it will either be wasted as a white-headed maid, or it will be swallowed by someone.
The whistleblower's cries were soon inaudible, and she was pulled out by two little eunuchs. This parting was feared to be a farewell. From then on, the two never saw each other inside and outside the palace.
"It's getting late, I should go." When Wu Shu came to leave, he glanced at Wei Yingluo again and said with a smile, "There are four girls who are outstanding in embroidery work today, so I will stay in the embroidery workshop in the future. ."
"Yes." Mammy Zhang respectfully followed behind him, "Manager Wu, I'll see you off."
When the backs of the two of them disappeared, Jixiang lost his strength and slumped over Wei Yingluo: "It's finally over..."
Out of the corner of her eyes, Wei Yingluo said casually, "Yeah, it's over for now."
After Wu Shulai was delivered, it was almost evening, the sun was setting, the afterglow was shining, the setting sun dyed the Qianqingmen red, and the eunuch guarding the door stood in front of the door and shouted: "Put down the money (lock and key)!"
There was a slow and heavy sound of closing the door, and the door was gradually closing, closing the last trace of the afterglow outside the door.
At the same time, the gate of the embroidery workshop was closed. Wei Yingluo was the last one to come out. So many things happened in one day, and she almost embroidered two pieces of embroidery by herself. Slightly whitish.
"Are you alright." Jixiang leaned beside her and asked worriedly, "If you feel tired, just walk by me."
Wei Yingluo pursed her lips and smiled, without rejecting her kindness, she gently leaned her shoulders on each other's shoulders, like the golden pheasant and peony pictures they had embroidered before, leaning on each other and relying on each other.
She walked at the end of the two, with a long string of blue clothes, like a tired bird returning to its nest, following behind the leading Aunt Fang. Aunt Fang is a big palace maid who has been in the palace for many years. She is responsible for training the group of young palace maids who have entered the palace. She leads the crowd down the gradually dim corridor. The smooth slate was dyed a light ink color.
Aunt Fang suddenly stopped, and her voice was a little hurried: "Quick, turn your back!"
After speaking, he faced the wall first.
The palace maids did not know where they were, but they followed her example one by one, turned their backs and stood facing the wall.
But there are always one or two disobedient palace maids, whose hearts are turbulent, and their eyes are also turbulent, such as Jinxiu. She quietly turned her head to look, only to see two red lanterns floating out at the end of the corridor, followed by four, six...
The two lines of palace maids filed out, holding delicate red lanterns in their hands. The red candlelight fell on the ground through the lantern paper, as if a gorgeous red stall was spread out. A gorgeous guard of honor passed on the red carpet, with a The beautiful and moving woman seems to be a little tired. She is closing her eyes, half leaning on the guard of honor and dozing. The string of jasper beads wrapped around her wrist swayed gently with the movement of the guard of honor. The sound is like a big pearl falling on a jade plate.
Jinxiu's eyes chased the string of beads, and she refused to leave until Aunt Zhang slapped her face, and she was shocked to realize that the guard of honor had left.
"What are you looking at?" Aunt Fang said with a cold face, "Don't want to die?"
Jinxiu raised her hand and touched her somewhat hot face. She couldn't tell whether it was because of pain or because of the heat in her heart. She stared at the direction where the honor guard disappeared: "That's the imperial concubine..."
Aunt Fang spat: "Only the empress can use the ceremonial chariot for things I don't know. The one who passed by just now was Concubine Hui, which is called the guard of honor."
Linglong came over and asked curiously, "What about the other concubines?"
Aunt Fang gave her a sideways glance: "That's called chasing! However, even chasing can only be used by the master of the first palace, other people, don't think about it!"
Newcomers to the palace are always full of curiosity, chatting for a while, constantly asking various questions. Although Aunt Fang looked impatient, she occasionally answered a few words to show that she was a well-informed palace maid.
Wei Yingluo listened calmly, taking every question from the palace maids and every answer given by Aunt Fang firmly in her heart. She believes that these are clues, and as long as she collects enough clues , she can... find out who murdered her sister!
"Auntie." Jixiang next to her is not as serious as she is. She is no different from the other little palace maids, and the questions she asks are equally low-level, "Then where is Concubine Hui going?"
Aunt Fang sneered: "Where is the master going, you don't have to worry about it! Don't look at it, your eyes fell out of the frame, you don't have that fate, let's go!"