After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

big dowry...

Prince Jing's eyebrows jumped several times.

He said in a deep voice: "You are the child of this king. The king wants you to marry a noble girl, not a mere merchant girl. Ask yourself, besides money, what else can Nan Baoyi bring you? Official contacts? Background Backstage? Not at all! Child, this is a world of backstage, if you want to stand alone in the court, you can't be naive!"

Xiao Yi ate golden silk candied dates.

The eyelashes cast shadows under the eyelids, like a black folding fan shaken open, with an extremely cool and thin arc.

He is not Prince Jing's child.

However, if that child was still alive, he would probably be manipulated by him in this way, right?

From birth to marrying a wife and having children, he was manipulated like a puppet for half his life.

A graceful and elegant figure appeared in his mind.

That woman, who threw him to Nanyue when he was just born, ordered him to find the token of Tianshu from the Nan family, and ordered him to control the central power of Nanyue Kingdom. Isn't it a kind of manipulation?

He threw away the candied date stones.

Looking up at King Jing, he said in a lazy voice, "The marriage bestowed by His Majesty himself, could it be that Prince Jing wanted to resist the decree?"

"you--"

Prince Jing was even more enraged.

While shaking his head, he scolded sharply: "Forget it, your wings are hardened, this king can't control you! Don't you want a dowry? This king will arrange a dowry right now, and send it to Nan Shilang's mansion tomorrow to be engaged to Qingyun and the others. As for you, don't let Prince Jing's mansion pay half a tael of silver for the hire, don't even think about it!"

After shouting, he walked away.

Xiao Yi casually ate the candied dates, and sneered, "The old man is quite stubborn."

He was just talking, he had already prepared the bride price and so on.

Naturally, the reception for Nan Jiaojiao should be grand and grand.

And Prince Jing's mansion can't afford it.

After the Shangyuan Festival, the wind blowing through the city of Shengjing gradually brought warmth.

But overnight, the plants and trees in Nanfu gardens sprouted, and the branches of peach blossoms were covered with thick buds. The maids laughed and bet in the red-painted verandah on when the first peach blossoms would bloom.

Nan Baoyi and Nan Baozhu knelt side by side under the eaves.

In front of him was a large table, on which were placed needlework baskets and embroidery frames, all kinds of exquisite and beautiful fabrics, which were dragged to the wooden floor under the corridor like a pile of clouds.

The middle-aged woman in a bun was thin and serious, kneeling and sitting in front of her.

She is the best lady in embroidery work in Nanjia embroidery village.

Because Nan Baoyi wanted to learn embroidery, the old lady specially invited her to the mansion to teach her how to embroider and sew clothes. By the way, she also stuffed Nan Baozhu in to learn, so that in the future when talking about marriage, there will be something to talk about. ability.

While demonstrating embroidery, Mrs. Gu explained: "From ancient times to the present, many kinds of stitches have been handed down, such as straight embroidery, carved embroidery, coiled stitches, flat stitches, scattered stitches, etc. The two young ladies learned embroidery for the purpose of getting married. Then I will teach you the long and short stitches today. This is one of the main stitches in Su embroidery, suitable for embroidering figures, trees and rocks, calligraphy, flowers and birds."

Nan Baoyi listened carefully.

She was holding an embroidery frame, and was about to drop the needle, when Nan Baozhu suddenly pointed not far away,

Excitedly said: "Jiaojiao, look quickly, there is a bird that is not afraid of people squatting on the treetop, with a red belly and satin-like feathers!"

"cough!"

Madam Gu coughed majestically.

Nan Baozhu came back to her senses, and reluctantly picked up the embroidery frame.

Mrs. Gu asked: "Miss Nansi, what did I just say?"

"You just said, what kind of bird..." Nan Baozhu's eyes sparkled, "Madam Gu is hungry and wants to drink pigeon soup? I'll ask the small kitchen to cook a pot for you?"

As he spoke, he dropped the embroidered tent and wanted to run.

"Stop!" Mrs. Gu reprimanded in a cold voice, "It's fine if you don't pay attention to the lecture, and you're still thinking about pigeon soup. Miss Nansi, thinness is the beauty in today's world, you should eat less!"

Nan Baozhu grabbed her skirt, turned around in aggrieved manner, and sat down on her knees obediently.

Mrs. Gu put down the first stitch, "Let's start with the simple one, and embroider a stone first."

Nan Baoyi blinked, "Miss Gu, I want to learn how to embroider mandarin ducks, can we not embroider stones?"

Lady Gu thought for a while and said, "Then let's practice embroidering a feather first."

"I just want to learn how to embroider mandarin ducks, not feathers."

The corner of Miss Gu's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

This pair of little sisters is too difficult to teach, right?

One doesn't want to learn anything, and the other just wants to reach the sky in one step.

She is so difficult...

Mrs. Gu was thinking hard about how to tell Nan Baoyi that haste makes waste. Nan Baozhu suddenly hugged her stomach and rolled all over the floor in the corridor.

She yelled: "My stomach hurts, my stomach hurts so much! Miss Gu, I want to go to the west room!"

Madam Gu's face became even more ugly.

She said in a deep voice, "Miss Nansi, since I stepped here, you have already made three trips to the west room. As a lady of the family, if you go in and out of the west room so diligently, it will bring bad influence to your reputation."

"Could it be that every lady can't show respect?" Nan Baozhu retorted, "The emperor still has a headache, why can't every lady have diarrhea?! Don't you have to watch me pull on the skirt to save your reputation? ?"

Madam Gu was speechless.

With a dark face, she had no choice but to allow Nan Baozhu to go to the west room.

Nan Baozhu quickly ran away, hid behind the peach blossom tree, and gestured to Nan Baoyi to take care.

Nan Baoyi bit her lip and snickered.

The little cousin is used to being loose, and keeping her here to learn embroidery is probably equivalent to killing her.

"Cough," Mrs. Gu faced Nan Baoyi, "I'll teach Miss Wu how to embroider feathers—"

"Embroidered mandarin ducks."

Nan Baoyi protested softly.

Lady Gu: "..."

Come on, embroider mandarin ducks, embroider mandarin ducks.

She drew pictures of mandarin ducks on the embroidered cloth, "A great embroidery master must also be a very good painter. When Fifth Miss is free, you can go to the garden to see mandarin ducks and observe their expressions and movements. In this way, the mandarin ducks embroidered will be more vivid."

Nan Baoyi thought for a while.

There are no mandarin ducks in her garden, only a flock of fighting cocks.

Her father brought them from Jinguan City. It is said that a group of them died because of unacceptable water and soil, and the remaining half laid eggs crazily. Nowadays, those game cocks often lead a large group of small game cocks for a walk in the back garden with their heads held high. Who to peck.

However, gamecocks and mandarin ducks are both birds, and the observation of gamecocks must be the same.

She nodded: "I made a note."

Lady Gu began to drop the needle.

Nan Baoyi followed suit.

Mrs. Gu explained it very carefully, almost teaching it stitch by stitch.

Nan Baoyi felt that he understood.

She rolled up her sleeves and dropped the stitches, with a reserved posture like a lady of every family.

An hour passed, Lady Gu looked at the pattern on Nan Baoyi's embroidered cloth, and fell into deep thought.

It is obviously a one-on-one teaching, but it is short of hands. Why is the embroidery of this girl from Nanwu still so strange?

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