After Xie Ying went home, he saw a stack of red lacquer gift boxes woven by Miesi on the table in the main hall, with a gift list written on a qingfu painting under it.
In the past, gifts were all gilded and gilded gift lists, but now I really use Cui Jian for everything. He snorted lightly, glanced at it, and walked straight into the room. He took off his hat and threw it to Chang Yang, the servant on the shift, and asked casually, "Why didn't you put the gift in the library?"
Chang Yang said, "Brother Xie Shan called the one who was sitting here, saying that it was the clothes that Cui Jiansheng from Guozixue gave me. Master must have a look."
Xie Ying paused with her fingers on the buckle, looked back and asked, "Isn't he studying at the Imperial College? He sent it?"
Chang Yang hung his coat and hat on the shelf, shook his head and said, "It's the guy his family brought last time, the one called Cui Qi. Said that the clothes were newly made yesterday, Cui Jiansheng wanted to give it by himself. Come here, but it's not easy to ask for leave, and I can't delay it until the day he rests, so I asked little brother Cui Qi to send it on his behalf."
Xie Ying took off his white silk shirt, and Chang Yang asked, "Master, do you want to try on those two new clothes?"
Did you do two sets? When I went out to meet guests wearing a robe of the Imperial College Prison without ironing the folds, it was a generous gift. Xie Ying shook his head involuntarily and glanced at the servant: "Bring it in, since I promised to send it to him, I have to try it on anyway."
He turned around and ran over to get the gift box, lined up on the big kang under the south window, and opened the lid to reveal the lustrous fabric flowing like water inside. Two pieces were scattered, one red and the other white, the red one was woven with golden flowers, and the white one was woven with gold cloud pattern and blue sea water pattern. Chang Yang held the box in front of him and asked, "Master, which one looks good on? ?"
Xie Ying first picked up the white one and shook it away. Under the bright sky, the delicate silk and the pin gold, plate gold and leather gold decorated on it reflected a halo. The deep indigo sea water pattern on the hem suppresses this overly flashy brilliance, making the clothes deeper and more stable, and it can hold the scene.
Just looking at it can only see that the material is good, the clothes are tight and narrow, and whether it is good or not needs to be on the upper body. Xie Ying shook the clothes and was about to put them on. Chang Yang hurriedly took a ponytail petticoat and tied it to him. The skirt spread out like an umbrella. It stretched out to show off his good figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist.
This dress is really close to the body. After the buckles are fastened, the waist is already tightly tied, so there is no need to tie it.
Chang Yang handed him the leather belt, and he felt it around his waist, only to see that the belt was also short attached to his waist. The leather belt was made wide and soft, with a few holes punched into it, so that it could fit into the waistband just enough to fit around the waist.
He lowered his head and took a few glances himself, the body was well-fitted everywhere, but the sandals on his feet didn't fit well, so he asked Chang Yang to bring a new pair of boots.
Chang Yang took out a pair of calfskin boots from the gift box, put them on the ground, and asked him earnestly, "Cui Jiansheng gave this gift very carefully, not to mention the clothes and shoes, even the silk clothes and pants inside. Sir, do you want to change the boots together?"
Xie Ying smiled and shook his head: "It's too delicate, I haven't seen anyone giving away clothes and even middle clothes."
Chang Yang said with a smile, "I see that the clothes are close to the body. Maybe the middle clothes are specially made to match them, and they are also close to the body than ordinary middle clothes."
Xie Ying didn't speak, and asked Chang Yang to change his boots and buckle the leather wrist guards.
After I was all dressed, I moved my hands and feet, but I felt that the clothes were tightly wrapped around my body, but it didn't hinder my movement. Moreover, the wrist is neatly tucked, and the belt is tightly fastened, which is probably more convenient whether it is riding a horse or dealing with people.
The servant brought a mirror to him, took a look at him before and after, and said, "It's good-looking, but this style is so new, I don't know when I'll be able to wear him. Master, do you want to try the red one again?"
"Don't try it in a hurry." Xie Ying held the mirror, looked at the back waist and hem of the mirror behind her, and said casually, "Have someone brush out my horse, and the master will ride it later."
Xiang Yu once said that wealth and honor do not return to their hometowns, such as wearing brocades at night. It can be seen how unpleasant the night walk is, how can you not wear good clothes
He took off two more cloaks, put them on his body, looked at them in the mirror, tried them all, and said with some regret: "How did you make the black cloaks, you should make a red one with white clothes to match the red one. White cloaks match each other..." It's just that two people have put together such clothes, and it's interesting to wear them together.
He picked up a three-mountain hat and put it on, tied a black cloak, picked out a thin gold bow, a pot of feather arrows, and walked out the door with a bow and arrows.
The chestnut-colored Wuliang spreads his hooves, and a long wind blows, blowing the cloak behind him, revealing the fine and close-fitting drag. The neatly folded skirt swayed with the horse, outlining the shape of the thigh. Even if it just flashed on the street, the brilliance flowing on the clothes was enough to attract the attention of pedestrians.
He was running out of the city, but before leaving, he rode his horse around the gate of the Guozijian, turned his face and cast a glance inside as he passed the gate.
Hundreds of students inside were still reading, and none of them could come out to see him, and they couldn't see anything when they looked inside. But he didn't come here because he saw people. He just hit the road outside the gate, his legs were tucked into the horse's belly, and he ran away from the city.
In April, it was the time of outing, and as soon as we left Nanguan, the greenery rushed forward, surrounded by the sons and sons of princes and noble families who were riding on horses.
Xie Ying followed his horse along the road, and the horse spread its hooves, only to make his cloak flutter in the air. A few miles out of the city, there is a stream flowing along the mountain, and there are wild grass and flowers along the coast.
He simply drove his horse to the mountains, thinking about which acquaintance Zhuangzi he would go to hunt for some game, or find a family temple to rejoice, so as to slowly spend the rest of the day.
Who knew that it was not too far into the mountain, and then someone faintly called his name above his head. Looking at the reputation, I saw a group of nobles and military officers dressed in red and blue waving at him in a pavilion high up in the air.
Xie Ying saw that there were a few acquaintances who were all idle nobles who held the identity of Jinyiwei, so he bowed his hands to them, and rushed to the mountain.
Those people looked at him from top to bottom and had a panoramic view of his body. Seeing that he was dressed nicely, riding a horse in the mountains, and looking as light as walking on the ground, they couldn't help but envy.
When Xie Yingti was immediately outside the pavilion, Yingjue, the descendant of Hou Huaining, stood up first, holding a horn cup in one hand and waving at him with the other: "Xie Qianhu, Master Xie, this is what he wore there to enter. Fashionable clothes? The waist is pinched, and it compares Shen Yue. If Shao Baihu didn't recognize you just now, I wouldn't dare to recognize you."
Xie Ying hurriedly dismounted, waved the cloak behind him, greeted everyone, and said with a smile, "Sir, don't make fun of it. We, Jinyiwei, are busy with royal affairs day and night, who would dare to raise a body of idle meat?"
He was turning around, and his body was completely exposed: the cuffs were made of leather wristbands that fit snugly, the leather belt around the waist drew a fan-like figure, the hem was spread out, and the clothes were pleated. Flowing slowly as he moves. The snow-white silk and gold were dizzy in the sunlight, which made his complexion even paler. He called the black cloak on his shoulders and the hem of his clothes.
Sun Yingjue propped his chin on the wine glass, looked him up and down for a long time, and said decisively: "It's like Su! It must have been a child in the south, and Beizhili has not been dressed so well!"
Zheng Gang, the prince of the Marquis of Wu'an, said: "It's not from Nanjing. My second uncle saw it at the Jinyiwei Yamen in Nanjing. If Nanjing has a new style of clothes, why not bring it to me? Could it be the new style in the palace?"
Everyone glanced at Concubine Shao's nephew, Shao Hua, a hundred householders of Jinyiwei. Shao Hua stared straight at Xie Ying's clothes, and raised the corners of his mouth: "If it can be made in the palace, will it be your turn to wear it first? If I don't wear it, the nobles of the Wan family have to put it on first. I feel that such a close-fitting dress must have been sewn by some beautiful woman."
He took Xie Ying between his eyes and showed a meaningful smile: "Master Xie, which girl did this with you?"
Xie Ying took off the cape, brushed the hem, and said with a smile, "I don't know the girl, but it's just a gift from a child I handed in before. I don't think it's a hindrance to the activities. Wear it out and relax."
A leader came up to pick up his cloak, and someone poured wine and chopsticks for him, and settled down. Xie Ying sat down with the hem of her skirt, took a sip of wine comfortably, and showed her small sleeves wrapped around her wrists and carved leather wrist guards with her gestures, which was really new in this world.
The more inadvertently he was, the more he attracted everyone to look at him, wishing he could immediately change into his new childhood clothes. Sun Yingjue couldn't help sipping his wine and asked him, "Mr. Xie, where did you know that little boy? We've known each other for a few years. Why didn't I know you knew a little boy who could make clothes?"
Xie Ying said with a smile: "I have known each other for a while, and I don't usually have much contact. It's just that I helped him once in the past. He remembered the relationship, and when he came back to see me, he asked people to wear clothes as a thank-you gift. But a dozen or two things…”
"But it's polite and affectionate." Shao Hua nodded, looked at his wrist and belt, and said with a smile: "I also often give people belts and shoes as gifts, but they're all fashionable to buy anything, no If you dare to easily make a new look, you are afraid that others will not like it. It is rare that your little friend dares to make clothes, and you can make clothes that you like. …”
He was analyzing the analysis, when Sun Yingjue suddenly knocked on the table: "I remembered. Master Xie confirmed one, the children who can't get along with our warriors—"
It's just that it's too bad, he didn't think of it when he first heard the "children" that Xie Ying "helped". When Shao Baihu was talking nonsense all over the sky, he remembered that Xie Ying had helped a young man. Later, because the other party studied hard, he was moved by others to read books behind closed doors for a while.
"—It's the Qian'an prodigy. It's called Cui or something, the one summoned by the emperor."
Li Yan, the grandson of the Marquis of Xiangcheng, called out "Ah": "It's him! It's the sour Confucian called Master Benbing who remembered to rectify the martial arts of the two capitals! I also said that he didn't move after he finished the book, so he could relax in martial arts. , as a result, he took the junior sanyuan exam and won the emperor's award..."
Shao Hua originally looked at Xie Ying with a half-smile, but when he heard that it was a child prodigy called by the emperor, he put away his expression and stopped talking. A few ungraduated martial arts students knew his identity, but they remembered how sad the days were after their superiors rectified their style of study, and they didn't know how much they wanted to go to the Guozijian and beat that country scholar.
But I don't want Xie Ying, a military officer, to go all the way with the scholar, and even put on the clothes given by others!
Several martial arts students scratched their hands in the air for a long time, stared at Xie Ying angrily and said, "Master Xie, how can you walk aside with those literati... You take off this literati's clothes!"
"Exactly, take it off and ask me to try it." Sun Yingjue was eager to try it behind him, "I don't want your clothes, so I'll try it out and see if I can make it myself."
Xie Ying pulled up the hem of her clothes, pushed away Sun Yingjue's hand and smiled, "This is made according to my stature, and the prince can wear it. In fact, there is nothing difficult to make this dress, just ask the tailor to match your figure. Just do it while you can.”
Sun Shizi couldn't help asking: "How does he know your figure?"
Xie Ying said as a matter of course: "After all, his family is cold and cold, and he doesn't have much money to give gifts. If I can't measure my body properly and I can't wear it, wouldn't the material and ICBC be wasted? He asked my family for the size before making it. Yes, it is rare to see such a simple and sensible young man nowadays."
Sun Yingjue suddenly felt that his tone did not match what he said, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
Xie Ying ignored him, and said to Li Yan and the others: "Young Master Li doesn't need to be angry with any civil and military officials. You will be able to choose officials next year. What can't you bear if you only endure this half-year time? If you are angry with those scholars , so I made one according to my clothes, and I went back to the Guozijian to show them to the scholars. I know that Mr. Cui is a human being, and this clothes guarantees that none of the sour scholars will wear it, so you can look at them. ."
Li Yan pondered for a while, and asked him: "The clothes that Cui's desk made for you, we made them and wore them. Will he be unhappy?"
Before Xie Ying could answer, he happily said, "I'll do it! After I'm done, put it on in front of him, and let him know that you have a deep bond with us generals, even your clothes. Brothers share!"
Xie Ying coughed lightly, and if he wanted to persuade him to make clothes, he could not talk nonsense.
However, Sun Yingjue quietly inserted a sentence behind his back: "How can someone make clothes according to their appearance to make a deep love? You have to untie your own clothes to wear them... I said, Brother Xie, you really can't wear those clothes for me. Wear? We've been friends for a few years, so I can change your new clothes for you."
Xie Ying took a step back, sat on the pavilion, shook his head and smiled.
That's all... He's not that affectionate.