MTL - Story of Yanxi Palace-Chapter 27 Present

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　　 Grand **** Li Yu crossed the elbow with a white whisk, walked quickly, and behind him was a series of eunuchs carrying red sandalwood boxes.

　　 "Long live the Queen Mother!" Li Yu smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, "The emperor asked the minions to send their birthday gifts this year."

　　 The queen got up and greeted her: "The emperor has a lot of love, and his concubine is gracious."

　　 "Don't worry, the emperor has specially prepared a gift for you except for the gold and silver satin." After all, Li Yu clapped his hands, and the two eunuchs with beautiful faces brought in a delicate makeup.

　　 The time was just right, when he was, the moment when Queen Fucha was born.

The small black box at the top of the makeup ridge suddenly opened, and an emerald green cuckoo popped up. At first glance, it was lifelike. When I got closer, I found that it was carved from a whole piece of emerald, but two black dots were dotted on the eyes. Agate, overflowing with light, exquisite and lovely, as soon as she saw Queen Fucha, she stretched out her green feathers and made the sound of "cuckoo, cuckoo".

　　 The queen immediately showed her favorite color: "Is this a clock?"

"In order to give you a surprise, the emperor ordered the clock office to make it early. They worked for a long time and made a birthday bell, but the emperor said that we Chinese people don’t want to send the gadgets, and they specifically ordered them to transform it. You Look." Li Yu opened the makeup box, which contained all kinds of jewellery, mostly emerald and agate jewelry, which just reflected each other with the cuckoo cuckoo. Li Yu smiled, "This is a makeup lip , But the small box above can be on time!"

　　 is second only, the most commendable is the emperor's thoughts on it.

　　 All the concubines were envious, especially Hui Hui, who faked her nails into the skin of the maid next to her. Although the pain hurt, the other party did not dare to make any noise.

　　 "It's hard for the emperor to spend so much thought on this palace." The queen's lady finally smiled for the first time at the birthday banquet.

　　The people around him all came round and said compliments to her. The queen waved her hands and all the voices stopped. She said to Li Yu: "Grandpa Li, please go and say to the emperor, this palace will come to thank you in person later."

　　 "Yes, Niang." Li Yu responded respectfully, and when he turned, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

　　Wei Yingluo stood on the side of the road, holding the tray in his hand casually, intentionally or unintentionally, the tray just covered her face.

Although I feel that this woman looks familiar, but this is the queen's birthday feast, Li Yu is not good to order her to look up at this time, so as not to cause unreasonable speculation by others, and the queen's command is on her body, and she looks back. Lift your feet away.

After he left, everyone's eyes and opinions had been gathered on the cuckoo. After a long time, Queen Fucha remembered that there was a court lady who came to offer a gift. She turned her head and asked Yan Yue color: "What did the embroidery workshop send?" Come?"

　　Wei Yingluo slowly unfolded the yellow silk on the tray, exposing the folded Feng robe.

　　 surrounded by a sound of exclamation, but not marvel at the beauty of Fengpao.

　　 but... marvel at its crudeness.

　　 "Bold!" No need for Queen Fucha to speak, the maid beside her, Mingyu, shouted loudly, "How dare you give such a thing to the queen!!"

　　The embroidered phoenix robe is extraordinary, and the phoenix above stretches its wings to fly.

　　 The difference is that cuckoos are carved from precious emeralds, while the phoenix robe in the tray is woven from unknown animal fur.

"I remember the peacock thread was sent to Xiufang. What is it made now?" Mingyu walked quickly, grabbed the phoenix robe, and his face became more angry. "It's not gold wire, not even silver." Thread, okay, Xiufang dare to paint the peacock thread so boldly and boldly, and finally come up with this kind of crudely made things to count?"

　　 Wei Yingluo quickly knelt down: "Don't dare to slave."

　　 "Don't you dare? Have done everything, what else?" Mingyu was about to throw the phoenix robe in his hand to the other party's face, but Queen Fucha's voice rang behind him: "Slow."

Queen Fucha beckoned, Ming Mingyu handed her clothes up, looked down for a moment, her brows wrinkled, and looked up at Wei Yingluo: "If the palace is not wrong, this is made of deer tail hair. silk."

　　 "Queen Empress St. Ming." Wei Yingluo concealed nothing, admitted generously.

　　 Everyone was in an uproar.

It is really the lowest deer tail hair in the embroidery thread. Even the slightly higher-ranking maid would not use such materials to make clothes. The people in the embroidery workshop really ate the bear heart leopard gall, or was someone instructed to use Such a thing to humiliate the Queen Mother?

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes glanced at Hui Guifei intentionally or unintentionally.

　　 Even Queen Fucha had similar suspicions in her heart, and her face gradually calmed down, asking: "Why did Xiufang choose such a silk thread?"

　　The queen only uses such embroidery thread, or is the material sent from the top wrong? In the eyes of everyone, no matter what the answer is, it is a shame for the queen. Needless to say the former, if it is the latter, it means that the queen has no power to control the harem, anyone can change the materials, and then use the deer tail phoenix robe to humiliate her at such an important time as the birthday feast.

　　And no matter how the queen will deal with it after the birthday banquet, the little maid in front of her...is dead!

In the eyes of everyone looking at the dead, Wei Yingluo took a deep breath, still maintaining the movement of holding the tray, spitting clearly: "I heard that the queen’s mother was always frugal, once said that the gold and silver wire was extravagant and wasteful, and thinking about the entry of the Qing ancestors. Before the customs, all clothing decorations were made of deer-tail cashmere thread. This time, the minions dared to abandon the gold and silver thread and return to the old customs, not only to obey the queen's mother's purpose of saving, but also remind everyone to remember the ancestors' hardship in creating an emperor's cause."

"This..." Ming Yu was already ready to call people to dispose of Wei Yingluo. Leng Buding listened to her saying such words. She was speechless and picked for a long time. She couldn't pick out the thorns in her words. She had to turn her attention to Queen Fucha.

　　How will Queen Fucha handle Wei Yingluo?

　　Wei Yingluo has guessed that eighty-nine will not leave ten.

　　 Previously, she refused to come in to give the gift because the queen was in a bad mood because of the gift of Guanyin sent by Hui Hui.

　　 Even a good person who eats fast all the year round, when in a bad mood, can't be sure to stretch your feet to kick the domestic dogs.

　　 So she waited for the right and left, dragged left and right, and finally dragged to the emperor's gift.

　　 The emerald green cuckoo sang the queen's hazy heart brightly.

　　 Even a grumpy person, when he is in a good mood, his voice will become gentler, and he will even kindly reward one or two buns on the roadside.

　　 "Consulting is a matter of success, and success is in the sky." Wei Yingluo thought, "Cang Tian...please don't disappoint those who are interested."

　　Cangtian, naturally will not disappoint the caring person.

"...Your girl, she is clever." She knelt down on the ground and could only hear the voice of Queen Fucha coming from above her head, with ease and joy. "Now the wind of extravagance in the palace is rising. Everyone can remember the hardship of their ancestors to start a business. It is only right to abandon luxury and simplicity. Come here, reward!"