Xu Qing, who was sitting upright and still, took advantage of the time when the two women were chatting to sneakily stretch out a finger. Her fingertip lightly brushed across the sandalwood box. It was only after she entered the Weaving Bureau that she learned that there were some pieces of wood in the world that were more valuable than human lives.
She had never understood the ways of the world.
She thought that after completing this task, she would muster up the courage to speak to the master swordsman in her silk workshop, and ask if she could take a leave of absence to go home and see her children, and check on the harvest in the fields.
For some reason, Xu Qing thought of the clothes in the three boxes. It was really shocking. When the master had finished, he had said to Weaving Wang that according to the normal process and manpower of the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau, not to mention the three boxes, just the python robe that the Prince of Northern Liang was going to wear would take three years. Moreover, they might not be able to do it better than the Golden Weaving Bureau. Xu Qing had no doubts about this. She had personally participated in the process and knew better than anyone else how difficult it was. There were dozens of people involved in each process, from the master to the lowest craftsman. Almost everyone had to work for more than sixteen hours a day. Therefore, the Weaving Bureau was brightly lit every night. Her hand had been pricked hundreds of times before she lost count of the number of times. That python robe, which came from the dragon painting master, had nine sketches. Each one was lifelike and intimidating. She had only seen the one that had been selected. She didn't even dare to look at the python dragon in the painting. She only felt that it was on the verge of spitting out clouds and smoke from the sketches. Xu Qing was one of the many gardeners. This python robe was the most precious makeup flower in the Yunjin brocade. It had reached an unprecedented number of 1,800 flowers. Furthermore, if one was picked incorrectly, the entire effort would be wasted and they would have to start all over again. Previously, there was a female craftsman who had a good relationship with Xu Qing. Because she picked incorrectly, Weaving Wang, who had rushed over after hearing the news, had ordered people to beat her to death. At the time, Xu Qing did not care and pleaded for mercy for her. She only did what she could and left the rest to fate. Unexpectedly, the female craftsman escaped the disaster, but she also lost her position as an official craftsman and was expelled from the Weaving Bureau.
The clever Xu Qing had made an exception for the three pieces of clothing. In particular, the black robe embroidered with golden pythons had 18 golden pythons. After it was completed, it was truly a rare noble item in the world. Even a village girl like Xu Qing, who considered herself ignorant and inexperienced, dared to say that other than His Majesty, who sat on the dragon throne in Great Peace City, there was no other king in the world whose python robe could compare to it.
As for the two pieces of the future King of Beiliang's' wedding dress', Xu Qing did not have much thoughts. She was not like Zao 'er who would be swayed at first glance and fantasize about how good it would be if she herself wore it.......
The caravan drove straight in and arrived at the foot of Mount Qing Liang. Wang Lvting felt relieved. This time, there were more than 20 people accompanying the Weaving Bureau, but not everyone was lucky enough to enter the royal residence to broaden their horizons. There were three carriages, three chests, and three pieces of clothing. In each carriage, there were three female craftsmen guarding the red sandalwood chests. Wang Lvting had already planned that each carriage could only have one woman to 'try on' the clothes for the King of Beiliang and the two future princesses of the Lu and Wang families. The python robe was undoubtedly of the utmost importance. The female craftsman called Situ Huazao had her father use countless favors and a full six thousand taels of silver to beg an expert to help her. Wang Lvting smiled coldly. She wanted to dress the King of Beiliang with just this?
After Wang Lvting dismounted, he called out the names of the two carriages that would be responsible for carrying the chests into the residence. The two women who were called out were so excited that their eyes immediately filled with tears. Their family backgrounds were clean, their appearances were delicate, and their personalities had always been honest. They were definitely not shrewd women who would do something superfluous. Wang Lvting was very confident in them. Then, on the side of the first carriage, Wang Lvting, the lord of weaving, looked meaningfully at the unknown Xu Qing. He extended a finger and pointed at her, but did not say anything else. Xu Qing was stunned on the spot. She had always thought that Situ Huazao, the proud daughter of heaven, would be the one to try on the clothes for the young King of Beiliang. She had never thought that it would be her. For a moment, she was at a loss. Wang Lvting frowned. If it had been anyone else, he would have been furious. But since it was her, Wang Lvting was unusually patient. He glanced lightly at Xu Qing and stopped to wait for her.
The reason for this was because Wang Lvting knew more. This young widow's background was very simple, but the man behind the scenes who had single-handedly sent her into Wang Lvting's territory was someone that even he, the head of the Golden Weavers, could not afford to offend!
Youzhou's General Huangfu Cheng!
This man was truly worthy of being called the King of Beiliang's trusted aide.
Wang Lvting, compared to this man who was famous for his ruthlessness in Beiliang, was willing to concede defeat, whether in terms of the maturity of his official cultivation or the degree of his viciousness and mercilessness.
Wang Lvting had always thought that the young widow at Tuma Pass in Yanzhi County was the woman that Huangfu Cheng had taken a fancy to.
Thus, he did not hesitate to pinch his nose and treat her with courtesy.
Wang Lvting naturally did not know that when the Youzhou general saw this young widow, he did not dare to be the slightest bit rude.
Xu Qing braced herself. She carried the not-so-heavy sandalwood chest and followed the crowd into the prince's residence in a muddle-headed state.
Along the way, Xu Qing forgot to take a look at the world-famous Tidehark Lake. In the past, when people in the Weaving Bureau talked about the lake, they would always be full of longing. They would use hearsay and exaggeration to describe the scene of thousands of carps swimming in the Tidehark Lake.
Wang Lvting slowly ascended the mountain. First, he brought the two chests to the entrance of two elegant and quiet courtyards.
Finally, under the lead of the head butler, he walked to an extremely inconspicuous courtyard that was even higher up.
It was not Wutongin.
It was the residence of the old Prince Liang, Xu Xiao!
Even the mentally tough Wang Lvting was shocked.
Wang Lvting let out a long breath and whispered, "Xu Qing, do things cleverly and naturally. If you are really nervous, I can let you stay outside the courtyard for a while. You can go in when your limbs are not stiff."
Xu Qing's face was pale. She hugged the chest. After hearing the Weaving Bureau's words, she became even more nervous and showed signs of tears.
The person inside was the King of Beiliang! She had never even seen a high-ranking official like the county magistrate in her life. How could she not be nervous?
Wang Lvting looked at her uneasiness and felt a little vexed. If she had known earlier, she would have let Situ Huazao carry the box. In any case, that woman's ambition was not small and her courage was not small. She would not be so timid. As for her uneasiness, it was nothing in this mansion where the father and son of the Liyang Dynasty had different surnames.
The head butler leading the way was still smiling. He did not even have the slightest intention of urging them. But Wang Lvting was familiar with the ways of the world and knew very well that he had been implicated by Xu Qing. If he wanted to enter Mount Qing Liang in the future, unless he was summoned by the King of Beiliang, it would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
The head butler would not argue with the woman. But in the heart of this well-deserved Beiliang bigwig, just as Wang Lvting had expected, he had a bad impression of Wang Lvting's Purple Gold Wang family and the entire Golden Weaving Bureau.
Wang Lvting looked at Xu Qing's increasing panic and sighed in his heart.
The head butler narrowed his eyes and glanced at the young weaving official, then turned to the woman and smiled warmly. "Miss, it's fine. Our prince is the most easy-going person in the world. Don't worry and go in. It doesn't matter if you do something wrong. Why don't we make a bet? If His Highness speaks harshly to you, when you come out, I will give you ten taels of silver. If His Highness is really as I said, very easy to talk to, Miss, you will have to give me ten taels of silver. How about it? "
Xu Qing finally relaxed. She bit her lip and nodded. She was no longer at a loss as to where to put her hands and feet.
The head butler smiled and helped push open the courtyard door. He waited for her to step over the threshold before gently closing the door.
Then, Xu Qing saw the back of a young man standing alone under a loquat tree that was still green in autumn.
The loquat tree was lonely. He was also lonely.
Xu Qing was stunned. She blinked, thinking that her eyes were playing tricks on her. After blinking hard, she still felt that it was inconceivable.
Why was his figure so similar to the young master who had passed through Tumbling Horse Pass twice?
That person turned around. Xu Qing immediately felt relieved. But when she saw his eyes, she was on tenterhooks.
Their appearances were not the same person, but their eyes and eyes were too similar.
Xu Qing was completely stunned.
She knew that the young vassal king in front of her was destined not to be that person, but at this moment, she thought of that person at an inappropriate time. She really missed him.
Little Miss Xu Qing knew that she should not be like this, but she was like this.
Hsu Fengnian was also stunned for a moment, but he quickly figured out the reason. It was definitely Huangfu Cheng's superfluous action. But since it had come to this, he did not want to say anything more.
Walking in front of her, he took the chest and said indifferently, "This King can wear his own clothes. You just have to wait in the courtyard. After the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, leave. Tell Wang Lvting outside the door that This King said that the python robe was not bad. Also, tell him not to be in a hurry to leave the mansion. "
Xu Qing nodded blankly. He did not know if she understood.
Hsu Fengnian turned around and smiled.
As he was walking up the steps, he suddenly heard a timid shout from behind him. It was definitely the most courageous shout the woman had ever made in her life. "Young Master Xu?"
He did not stop walking.
Her face was red, and she was sweating profusely. A few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks. She raised her arm and secretly wiped them.
She smiled happily. It was not him.
It would be good if it was not him.
If it was not him, they might meet again.
She still owed him money.
He said it was one thousand five hundred taels of silver, and she had to pay it back in fifty years.
She was not willing to admit that she agreed to go to the Golden Silk Weaving Bureau because she heard him say that he was a scholar traveling in Lingzhou.
Inside the room, the light was dim. Hsu Fengnian put on the python robe that was obviously made by the Yue Dynasty.
It fit very well.
Just like the one Xu Xiao wore back then.
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