Today, Faxing Temple is crowded with believers. It is very lively. The Buddhist hall outside is full of ordinary people who come to offer incense. Talking about poetry and painting under a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree.
In order to stand out, the talented people all talk loudly and show their strengths; the ladies all dress up and have elegant manners. Although they were sitting at the two ends of the east and west, their eyes collided from time to time, or bowed their heads shyly, or smiled charmingly, and every move implied affection.
Among the talented ladies and gentlemen, Li Ran's direct son and direct daughter are naturally the most outstanding, and they are also the focus of everyone's attention. As the governor of a locality and the elder brother of Concubine Min, Li Ran's career is by no means limited to Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Maybe in a few more years, when the ninth prince grows up, he will be transferred to the capital by the emperor as an official, and it is just around the corner.
With such a strong background, Li Jiarong and Li Xiudian are naturally the objects of compliment and admiration.
Right now, Li Jiarong was sitting under the ginkgo tree drinking tea without a sip, and her eyes swept across the young talents who were talking about Xingzheng from time to time. She is beautiful, graceful, and naturally very popular. Nine times out of ten, talented people can't help but glance at her and look away pretending nothing has happened.
Caught another man who was peeking at her, Li Jiarong covered her lips with her hand and smiled contentedly.
"Sister Li, this dress on your body is so beautiful, I'm crazy! These hibiscus flowers are elegant and enchanting, and each flower has a unique charm and suitable shades. Wearing this dress, you will definitely be crushed by these delicate hibiscus flowers, but you are different. Your appearance is too great, and even the most beautiful flowers will become your foil." A noble woman praised sincerely.
A few people next to him quickly agreed, and they praised Li Jiarong as if there was something in the sky.
Li Jiarong smiled and held Meng Si's hand and said, "Don't brag about me, this dress was embroidered for me by Sisi herself, if I have seven colors, then five points must come from this pair of Sisi's. Handy."
Meng Si, who was sitting beside her, smiled shyly and tenderly without saying much.
In order to please Li Jiarong, the ladies also praised Meng Si, saying that they would never go to other embroidery houses to buy fabrics in the future, but only to Meng's.
Someone interjected: "Hey, do you think Du Ruyan will come today?"
Li Jiarong smiled slightly, and looked coldly at the speaker. Another person quickly remedied: "How could she come? Does she dare to come? I heard that, these days, she has been looking for precious fabrics and embroidery girls in the city, but just based on her background, she is a little better. Who would be willing to cut clothes for a little embroidered girl? At this point, she still does not want to recognize the reality, which is also a pity."
"Yeah, no matter how much money she has in her hand, she can't buy the silk and satin we wear. She will be ugly when she comes here, so why bother. I guess she is hiding at home and wiping her tears now!" When it fell, everyone covered their mouths and laughed lightly, with gloating eyes flashing in their eyes.
Li Jiarong's face softened a little, and she pretended to be gracious and sincere: "She's down to this point, you should leave some words and don't laugh at her any more."
At that time, Du Ruyan was the first lady in the capital, and she crushed Li Jiarong to death. Li Jiarong is narrow-minded and jealous. While cursing Du Ruyan, she swears in her heart: When one day her family gains power, she will step on the other side and crush her to ashes! Now that her wish has come true, she is naturally happy, but she has to show her generosity in front of many talented people.
Hearing her say this, all the noble ladies quickly nodded and said yes, and then pretended to sympathize with Du Ruyan.
The noble ladies were chatting vigorously, but the young talents turned their heads one by one to look at the entrance of the garden, their eyes first floated in amazement, and then they were deeply obsessed. I saw a woman walking in slowly, wearing a long skirt that wraps her breasts. The fabric of the entire skirt was pressed with vertical creases with a hot copper pot, and then gathered together with a bright yellow ribbon. The placket was interspersed into a bow-knot and tied around the girl's slender neck. Every time she took a step, the skirt swelled with layers of waves, like petals blooming under her feet.
She didn't wear a belt, and the snow-white tulle fabric naturally hung down along the curves of her graceful body, but it was more graceful than wearing a belt. This gauze skirt that undulates and tumbles like waves of wheat is unique enough, but what's even more beautiful is the blouse she wears outside.
The blouse is made of transparent cicada-wing yarn, which is not as smooth and draped as silk fabrics, but more elegant and straight. I don’t know which embroidery lady used gold and silver threads to embroider ginkgo leaves on the cicada-wing yarn in a random pattern, one by one. , Little by little, from the rounded shoulders to the flying hem, the ginkgo leaves are embroidered more and more densely, until they are paved into a bright golden color. The girl stepped on the golden fallen leaves all over the ground, and the end of the blouse gently covered the leaves, and the two merged together, as if they were natural.
The girl stood there, like an elf born from the fallen leaves, flawless and beautiful.
The girl walked slowly, a gust of autumn wind lifted her skirt, lifted her blouse, and made everyone look straight. The pleated skirt was not one layer, but five or six layers of pure white tulle overlapping together. When walking around, you could not see anything unusual, but when the wind blew, it gently blew the five or six layers of tulle into a single layer. When the white lotus is in full bloom, the beautiful and elegant scene can only be described as soul-snatching. The blouse was swayed by the wind and fluttered gently, and the ginkgo leaves embroidered on it also swayed and danced swayingly, as if countless leaves were lingering around the girl. .
The girl stood under the tree, covered with golden leaves, like a goddess transformed from a thousand-year-old tree, like a dream.
She walked to the corner with the least crowd, gently lifted her blouse, and sat down gracefully, with an indescribable charm to her every move. When she turned her head completely and revealed that beautiful face, all the talented people had completely lost their ability to think.
Beautiful scenery, beautiful clothes, and beautiful people are already extremely rare visual pleasures. What’s even better is that the beauty of these three is still so harmoniously combined that people can’t tell whether the beautiful scenery has transformed into a beauty or whether it is a beauty. Beauty sets off the beauty.
The originally bustling poetry party became silent due to the arrival of the girl, and many men held their breath, lest they make a sound to disturb the goddess.
"It's Du Ruyan." A noble goddess said in a trance.
"Her dress full of creases is so beautiful, and that blouse embroidered with ginkgo leaves is so beautiful!" Another lady couldn't help but tell the truth.
Li Jiarong no longer cared about her manners, her beautiful face was slightly distorted, showing jealousy. She put down the teacup with a bang, and was about to get up to look for a challenge, but was blocked by Meng Si's shoulders.
"That blouse is better than ingenuity, it's nothing unusual." Meng Si said slowly: "You can see that the ginkgo leaves are all embroidered with simple plain stitches, and Meng's Embroidery Village can find any one. An apprentice embroiderer can also make exactly the same clothes. Even if you give something so cheap to you, you won't wear it, so why should you care?"
"Yes, it's just a few leaves, who can't embroider? Du Ruyan can't buy silk and satin, and can't get top embroiderers, so he can only make do with it." The lady sitting beside her quickly persuaded.
Li Jiarong took a few breaths secretly, so she didn't show her true colors in front of everyone. She is not like Du Ruyan, who is arrogant and domineering, and has a very bad reputation. She is a first-class lady in this Lin'an Mansion. Who doesn't know her gentle temperament
"Miss Meng is worthy of being an expert, and you can tell the good or the bad at a glance. It's just a few leaves, who cares? Maybe my embroidery is better than hers." Coax happy.
But not all noble ladies wanted to cling to the Li family, and some people ignored Li Jiarong's cold eyes and approached Du Ruyan. They chatted a little bit, and then asked her where the pleated skirts and blouses came from.
Du Ruyan came to amaze the audience this time, and to make Lin Dan famous, she said without reservation, "My dress is all from Lin Dan's hand, Lin's Embroidery, the largest embroidery house in Lin'an before. Zhuang, do you know? Lin Dan is now the head of Lin's Embroidery Village, and his embroidery skills are outstanding!"
"The Lin's Embroidery Village you said was the one that was run down by the Meng family?" Someone frowned.
"That's right."
"So it is." After hearing this, the noble ladies who were still in high spirits walked away in twos and threes. Although they didn't like to flatter Li Jiarong, they were also influenced by Meng Si's words, thinking that the embroidery of this blouse was nothing more than that. As soon as they heard that this embroidered lady came from the already collapsed Lin's Embroidery Village, they would not invite anyone in.
The noble ladies of other families hired the top embroidery maids in the area, even the embroidery maids of the royal family, but they invited a poor household, wouldn't it be ashamed? Forget it, let's take a closer look, the embroidery of this blouse is just mediocre, but it's better than ingenuity, or it's not worth it!
When everyone was almost gone, a beautiful woman sat next to Du Ruyan and smiled, "You also embroidered these earrings, right?"
Du Ruyan stroked her earlobe, nodded and said, "Yes, it was embroidered. First, embroider double-sided ginkgo leaves on the fabric, then nail three pearls on the top of the leaves, then cut them out, put on hooks, and make Earrings. This earring and this pair of shoes are a set."
In order to publicize Lin Dan, Du Ruyan also spared no effort in raising her legs, revealing a pair of small jade feet for the woman to see. I saw that the embroidered shoes on her feet were also embroidered with ginkgo leaves with gold and silver threads, and each leaf was nailed with finely broken rice pearls, which were very delicate and lovely.
The woman's eyes lit up when she saw this scene. She is not one of those idiots who follow suit, she believes whatever Meng Si says. Although the blouse on Du Ruyan's body is simple in pattern, the embroidery is by no means simple. The color of each leaf is different, the deep and shallow golden yellow is very naturally smudged together, and the veins of the leaves are embroidered with extremely fine gray-white and dark yellow silk threads, which are really different in shape and lifelike.
The woman dared to bet that she could cut the silk thread so finely, not to mention that Meng Si couldn't do it, even if she rubbed all the embroiderers in the palace together, she couldn't do it. The silk thread is thinner and the colors are more, and the embroidered pattern is simple, how can it be simple? The so-called minimalism is the most beautiful, the most simple is the most complex, and the real kung fu can be seen in ordinary places. It is ridiculous that a top embroiderer like Meng Si does not understand this truth at all.