Just when the entire capital was buzzing with the Shuntianfu Township Test, the atmosphere in the East Palace was sluggish.
When a man was angry, his blood splattered three feet, and when the emperor was angry, a million corpses were buried. Although it can't get to such a point, but since the prince's accident, the entire Forbidden City is in danger.
The situation of the prince has become more and more serious. Before, the torso, which was only covered by clothes, has now spread to his hands and face. Originally fair and handsome face, out of thin air there were some purple-red poisonous sores, and the sores were unbearable to look at, extremely disgusting.
Originally a good person, now he has become a hideous monster. What's more serious is not the face, but the place where you can't see people.
The prince was crying and scolding at first, but in the end he had no strength and could only lie on the couch every day to survive. Of course, there will be times when there will be spirits, when they beat and scold the servants around them, and the entire East Palace is in chaos.
The imperial physicians went in, out, and in, but there was no good way to solve it.
Hua Liu, that is a terminal illness that cannot be cured.
But it can't be said that it can't be cured, because the imperial doctor who said so has been cut off several times. He could only drag it on like this, trying all kinds of remedies one by one, not only did he not see any improvement, but the prince's body became weaker and weaker.
The queen's face was pale, and the palace servants around her walked out of the prince's bedroom. She has lost a lot of weight these days, and the phoenix robe that originally fit her is now empty.
The prince is her only son, and if something happens to the prince, she will not survive.
But when she walked out of the gate of the East Palace, she still pushed away the hands of the palace servants, and walked back to the palace step by step.
There was a concubine standing not far from the door. When she saw the queen, she stepped forward subconsciously and didn't stand still until three meters in front of the queen.
Her eyes were red, and she seemed to be crying instead of crying. She was very pitiful: "Niangniang, what's wrong with Your Highness?"
There was no need for the queen to answer her, just from the expressions on the faces of the crowd, she was crying while holding the handkerchief: "How can this happen, how can it be like this! How can I do it..."
The queen didn't say anything, but the maid next to her was very tired of this maid crying, and whispered: "Madame ma concubine, don't cry, the maid is troubled at the moment, don't make trouble. "
Ma Concubine hurriedly picked up the handkerchief to wipe her tears, and said while wiping: "My maid and concubine will stop crying, maid and concubine will stop crying now..." She was born delicate and slender, so she looked even more embarrassed.
The queen cheered up and glanced at the maid beside her before beckoning to Ma Concubine. When she approached, she tiredly said: "Don't pay attention to her, this palace knows that you are kind, but this palace..."
"Niangniang, please don't say that. The maid and concubine came from a humble background and didn't know any rules. It was because of her urgency that she became confused and displeased her. The maid and concubine will definitely remember it in the future."
"Bengong has been bored these days, and I forgot to thank you. If you hadn't said good things for Bengong in front of Your Majesty, Bengong wouldn't be able to see He'er right now." The queen patted her hand and said.
Ma Concubine was even more sincere and fearful, lowered her head and whispered: "Niangniang, you must not say that, in fact, Your Majesty also cares about Niangniang, but he couldn't hold his face when he was angry that day, so the maid and concubine only mentioned it a little, and His Majesty said The ban has been lifted."
These words made the queen's face soften a little, and even the palace servants on the side showed a little kindness towards the concubine.
"Is the third prince okay recently?" the queen asked as she walked slowly forward.
"The third prince is alright. Thank you for your concern. The third prince has been thinking about His Highness, but His Majesty does not allow anyone to visit. The third prince can only copy Buddhist scriptures in the palace to pray for His Highness. I also hope that His Royal Highness will be well and safe as soon as possible. auspicious."
"Thank you for the third prince for this palace, let him pay attention to his body, now it's autumn, the sky is cool and dew is heavy, don't catch a cold."
"The maid and concubine must tell the third prince, thank you for your concern."
Seeing that it was almost time for Kunning Palace, the queen patted her hand and said, "Okay, you can go back and rest, you don't have to accompany this palace."
"Yes, ma'am."
The Queen and the others have been walking a long way, but Ma Concubine still stands there respectfully.
The palace maid Qiuhu couldn't help but said to the queen: "Niangniang, this concubine is still respectful. Since something happened to our prince, the whole palace is about to pierce the sky, and the concubine and the third prince are still worried. Our prince, we are thinking of you, madam."
The queen sighed, rubbed her brows, and said after a while, "They just saw that the prince was dying, so they moved their minds."
"I don't even see if I have that fate!" Qiuhu cursed.
Of course there is that fate! It wasn't there before, and it is now!
In the past, the prince Antai and the queen had a solid position, so naturally no one dared to make any trouble, but since something happened to the prince, the demons and monsters who were hiding in the dark became demons again and again. Fortunately, Emperor Jiacheng ordered that anyone who dared to talk nonsense about the prince would be executed without mercy.
The queen even suspected that there were those people behind the scenes when the Crown Prince had an accident. Otherwise, how could she, such a good emperor, go to such a place to have fun behind her back.
It was also because of this incident that the Queen realized that the gentle, polite and generous emperor had such a hobby, and that his illness was contracted in that kind of pickled place. But as a mother, naturally, she would not feel that her son was wrong, but felt that it was all the eunuchs and servants around the prince who were seducing her. The people around the prince have been beaten and killed long ago, but no matter what, they can't be saved.
It's that kind of insufficiency!
As long as the queen thinks of this matter, her heart is like a knife.
"Niangniang, this slave thinks that the concubines and the third prince have always been obedient to the goddess, do you want to—" The person who spoke was Qiu Yan, the confidant of the queen's side, who had always been a stable person.
Qiuhu immediately reprimanded: "Qiuyan, what are you talking about, you, you..."
"Okay, stop arguing! This palace has its own decision on this matter!"
Winter in the capital is always cold early, but it snows just after October.
The entire capital was shrouded in white, as if wearing a silver suit, and a thick layer of snow fell on the roofs of the trees.
The winter in the capital is much colder than that in Shanxi. Zhao'er has already set the heating pad on fire, and she huddles in the house every day and does not go anywhere. Xue Tingxiang makes a fuss, and she makes silk flowers.
Nowadays, most of the flowers in this house are all kinds of silk flowers, and several houses have been saved. Several women never leave their hands. Even Xue Tingxiang and others are tired of doing academic work, so they can help tie a few flowers when they are free.
A child as big as Hong'er likes colors the most. After his mother and a few aunts are done, he will play with it. I put one here, don't have one there, and once put a flower on my hat, but it made a group of people laugh. They all said that Honger would definitely be a champion when he grows up, and only the champion can wear a big red flower.
The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, and Xue Tingxiang thinks more.
Mingming Honger was not even two years old, so he hugged his son and taught him, saying that a man cannot wear a hairpin, and that flowers are only worn by women.
But how could Hong'er understand? Even if he said he knew at the time, he still liked the bright flowers after seeing them, but he was angry with Xue Tingxiang. Anyway, Zhao'er didn't understand what he was angry about.
How could she know Xue Tingxiang's inner worries.
Chen Xiulan brought a pot of roses that day. She had been doing this pot for a long time, and she just made it, so she couldn't wait to show it to Zhao'er and the others.
A group of people gathered around the round table, and in the center was a flowery rose in bloom.
It is a pot of pink roses. The petals are originally dark pink, and gradually turn white at the top, but they are not completely white, but pink. The petals are slightly rolled down, layer upon layer, and the petals are much smaller and tightened further inside. In the center is the yellow stamen, but it is not obvious. Only when you look at it specially, you can see a little in the flower bud.
The oily green tender leaves and the delicate blooming flowers are not only in full bloom, but also budding. There are also some flower bones on the branches and leaves, blooming in a small flower pot the size of two hands. The soil is cultivated in the flowerpot, and you can vaguely smell the earthy smell of the soil, and there is also a faint floral fragrance. After careful inspection, I found that this is the fragrance of the rose.
Whether it is from the appearance or from the fragrance, this pot of fake flowers cannot be seen.
But it is precisely a pot of fake flowers, which was made by Chen Xiulan with a lot of effort.
Seeing Xue Tao'er asking why there was a fragrance, Chen Xiulan blushed and said: "I specifically asked my brother to ask for money to buy a bottle of Chinese rose flower water. By the way, I also made a pot, you wait, I'll get it Come." With that, she hurried away.
Zhao'er and others were still curious about what it was, only Chen Jian showed a clear smile.
Not long after, Chen Xiulan came with a small basin.
I saw a miniature version of the banyan tree standing in the small pot. The branches are clouds, shaped like umbrellas, green and dripping.
It is now the most popular is the banyan bonsai.
Because this bonsai is small and exquisite, it can be placed anywhere, and it is very popular with some literati. Even if it is a common people's home, with a little money, they will buy two pots and put them at home, which is arty.
However, as I said before, this kind of small bonsai is very time-consuming and labor-intensive, but it may not be able to support it, and gradually it has become an ornamental ornament only for the rich.
"Xiulan, is this what you did too?"
Chen Xiulan blushed embarrassedly and said, "This is much easier to do, tie the tree body with iron wire, and then stick the trimmed bark on the top, as for the leaves, they are made of cloth, only dyed The color is just fine."
The big furniture is a compliment, only Zhao'er sighs that it looks good, but it's too much effort. But then I think about it, if it can be sold for a price, even if it takes effort, it will be fine.
Previously, the plan of recruiting children was to make potted plants to sell, but after doing it, I found that it was too labor-intensive. In particular, potted plants need to be presented as a whole, and all aspects must be true in order to be lifelike. This approach will definitely not be cheap, how can ordinary people afford it, and Zhao'er plans to go the usual route.
However, Zhao'er is not helpless. She specially asked someone to customize a batch of vases, not for quality, but for beauty. Then they put the flowers they pricked in it, which is both good-looking and elegant. There are also basket flowers, that is, a bunch of fake flowers, embedded in a small basket, a small group of flowers, which makes people happy to see.
As soon as the snow stopped, Wang Ji Bu Fang was scrambling to change the signboard.
Nowadays, the business of the cloth shop is not bad, and the neighbors in the neighborhood can't help but come to the shop to pull cloth to make clothes, or directly come to buy ready-made clothes. After a long time, the neighbors also know each other. When they see the cloth shop changing the signboard, some people think whether the cloth shop has changed the boss. When passing by, they will inevitably ask a few questions, and some people will come out and answer, not changing the boss, but changing the signboard.
The business of Wang Kee Cloth Square is not very good, and everyone in the vicinity knows it.
However, the bosses are all very good, and a few young daughters-in-law are handsome, with skillful hands, and when they talk and smile, everyone is willing to take care of the business. At this time, I can understand that the shop has changed its signboard, and they all say that when the shop opens again, it will definitely come to support.
After two more days, the signboard has indeed changed, and it has become Wangji Flower Square.
Everyone wonders, are they planning to sell flowers? But in this icy world, where can there be any flowers for sale. However, the door of the shop was closed, and no one could explain their doubts.
When I came again, I was attracted by the sound of firecrackers.
In this cold winter and twelfth lunar month, few shops will open, which makes the sound of firecrackers louder and louder. Inevitably, someone came out of the house to look at it, and found that the previous Wangji cloth workshop was really changed.
What it has become, anyway, people can't tell, just see it, regardless of gender, age, and child, they go there subconsciously.
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In the middle of winter, it is icy and snowy.
In addition to white, it is gray and black.
Whenever you can see some bright colors, people will inevitably take a look, but at this time, Wangji Flower Square sells flowers.
Any flower!
Look at the half-person-height large vase standing in front of the door, with a branch of red plum in it, bright red like fire, standing proudly; there is also the lotus flower, also in the vase. Red or purple or yellow lotus flowers, with green lotus leaves, and occasional lotus pods, make people feel like they are in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.
There are also flower baskets hanging on the wall in the shop, as long as you can think of flowers, not only there, but also many, the entire flower shop is full of flowers.
On the opening day, the boss sent flowers.
As long as they are women, regardless of age, they can come and receive a flower.
The flowers are not big, about the size of a baby's fist, but they are vivid and colorful. They are not like those who sell beaded flowers. There are only flowers and no leaves. You can tell they are silk flowers by looking at them. But this flower is real at first glance, although everyone turned over and looked at it after receiving it, it was still a fake flower.
But ordinary people don't care if they are real flowers or fake flowers, they don't need money, they look bright, and they naturally wear them first. Some elderly women also came to collect them, but they were given to the younger generation at home.
It wasn't long before the flower shop opened here, and there was a lovely little daughter-in-law wearing a splendid sway over the market.
Seeing that people wear too much, someone will inevitably ask: "How come there are still flower sellers in this weather?" This is because the flowers are real.
Seeing this, the person wearing the flower couldn't help but answer proudly: "Of course there is. Wangji Flower Shop sells it. Today, we don't sell flowers, only give flowers. As long as women go to the store, they will give them away!"
Such a good thing, there is nothing to hesitate, of course, I asked clearly where the place is, and I went with friends and friends.
On the first day of opening, only 100 flowers were sent, and the flowers were sold out after a while. The boss said that it would still be a hundred of them for tomorrow, and then the door of the shop was closed from the inside.
Grabbing the heart is happy, very proud. Those who didn't get it were dejected and thought deeply.
So all day long, in the streets and alleys of Dongcheng, people can hear people talking about Wang Ji Huafang, giving flowers and so on, and it is said by some broken-mouthed women.