034 Prepare a gift

At the suggestion of Murong Xueyan, Yihongyuan officially changed its name to Mingcuifang. Yan Wushuang spent a lot of money to create a new gold-edged plaque. The three words "Mingcuifang" are also written in gold paint, which is shining and eye-catching.

At the same time, Yan Wushuang invited a famous calligrapher to write down the couplet mentioned by Murong Xueyan and hung it on both sides of the door.

Murong Xueyan opened a classroom in Mingcui Square. She was responsible for teaching people to sing, while Ziyuan, who had excellent dance skills, was responsible for teaching dance. For convenience, she spent the whole day writing down more than 100 songs that she could remember the lyrics on paper. In the evening, Yan Wushuang announced that Miss Ziyuan could not perform the program due to illness. Unexpectedly, such an appetite attracted everyone's attention. As soon as I heard that Ziyuan was sick, I came to Yihongyuan - now the person who should be called Mingcuifang to visit the doctor almost broke through the threshold. Fortunately, Yan Wushuang turned a remote large room in the backyard into a place for "class". Everyone could only put down the gifts outside the purple room. They had no chance to find the truth that there was no one in the room, nor did they know that the purple would be "hidden" in another room, so they finally did not wear help.

In order to enrich her strength, Murong Xueyan also suggested that Yan Wushuang post a notice to recruit prostitutes for Mingcuifang, and to be good at musical instruments or dance, and even playing chess and painting. The deadline is seven days, and then a prostitute who is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting will be selected through the survival of the fittest.

On this day, Murong Xueyan and Yan Wushuang talked about sending a respected elder's birthday gift.

"Zhichich, aren't you good at singing and dancing? Why don't you just have a song and dance performance?"

"No, first of all, there is no suitable song, and my attainments in dance can only be regarded as three-legged cat kung fu; secondly, I always feel that this sincerity is not enough..."

"If you want to express filial piety, you can just make something by yourself as a congratulatory gift, eat, play and appreciate." Yan Wushuang proposed.

"Hmm..." Murong Xueyan pondered for a moment and had an idea. There are three kinds of birthday gifts - she sings a song for the Empress Dowager in person. She makes a pastry in the shape of the word "Shou", and let Nangong Yi spend money to buy a jade Buddha.

In these seven days, Murong Xueyan shortened the time to "work" to Mingcuifang to one morning, and in the afternoon, she devoted herself to preparing for the birthday gift.

In order to make the pastry vividly, she learned to cook from Xiurong and decided to imitate the modern cake, using white as the background, and then using red pastry to make a three-dimensional prominent word "shou" on it. Therefore, after three consecutive afternoons, the kitchen of the royal palace became her "trial" venue. One day, when Nangong Yi occasionally passed by, she saw that she was stained with flour on the tip of her nose and a strange cloth tied in front of her dress.

"What are you doing?" Nangong Yi frowned and asked.

"I'm... to give the Empress Dowager a surprise." Murong Xueyan blinked and smiled like a cunning little fox.

"Surprise?" The cold eyes were filled with curiosity. All the people directly bought gold, silver and jade as a birthday gift. This delicate and expensive prime minister's daughter would personally prepare the birthday gift.

"Not everything can be bought with money. Sometimes my heart is in the painstaking efforts. Her smile is almost transparent, like a flawless crystal.

Nan Gongyi was a little distracted. This smile attracted him like a deep lake, which made him involuntarily want to peep, see deeper and understand more...

"Your Highness!" The coquettish voice broke the silence in the kitchen and made Murong Xueyan pause for a moment.

Whenever she saw Nangong Yi's three little wives, Murong Xueyan didn't have any good impression. The original milky kitchen was disturbed by heavy fat and powder, and the smell was a little smoky.

"What's the reason for me? Why is it that the bird's nest I want every day is delayed? It turns out that it is occupied here." Every time Liu Xiangxiang opened his mouth, he said no kindness.

This Liu Xiangxiang, her father is also one of three officials in the court, and she is also the daughter of a high-ranking eunuch. No wonder she is arrogant all over her body. She probably relies on Nangongyi's presence and thinks that she has someone to support her. This time, she is more confident.

Murong Xueyan simply turned a deaf ear when she was a transparent object.

"I don't know what our noble princess is doing now?" Lu Mei echoed and added a sentence. This Lu Mei, originally Murong Xueyan had a better impression of her. She was not from a big family. Like Yang Li, she was originally a maid in the house and a distant relative of the wife of the housekeeper Nangong Ming. She was born in poverty and had a fresh look of a small jasper. Unfortunately, Zhou Zheng's appearance is a snobbish heart.

"Our princess seems to be cooking. It seems that the cook in the house can be dismissed." Yang Li smiled and said that the first confrontation with her was when Murong Xueyan cut new clothes in Chengde Buzhuang.

It can be seen at a glance that Lu Mei and Yang Li themselves have no independent opinions. They are attached to Liu Xiangxiang. Murong Xueyan estimated that before she entered the royal palace, the two people regarded Liu Xiangxiang like a princess...

According to the many-mouthed servants in the house, if it hadn't been for her Murong Xueyan's "rebirth from death" and remarried to the royal palace, Liu Xiangxiang would probably be very likely to be "supported" - oh, at that time, Murong Xueyan just smiled at it off. These people didn't know Nangong Yi too well. They didn't know how old this stubborn guy was in his heart, a Concubine Yun has been in his heart for more than ten years. No matter how many women there are around him, I'm afraid he can't let any other woman in - this is a subconscious refusal...

Murong Xueyan looked coldly at Nangong Yi's reaction. Will he indulge these three women to continue to mess around, or what else will he say?

"Go back, what should I do?" Nan's Zhongyi's words were beyond everyone's expectation.

He is... to relieve her? Murong Xueyan's confused eyes looked at Nangong Yi calmly. Well, there is no emotion, not always with sarcasm as usual.

"Since you are going to give the Empress Dowager a birthday gift that represents her heart, prepare it carefully." Nangong Yi turned his head and glanced at the three flowery women with cold eyes. "And you, from today on, don't fool around in front of the princess."

"Yes." The three women lowered their heads obediently and had no objection.

In this era of male superiority and female inferiority, the status of women is really sad, especially women who are not even "wives"; Murong Xueyan looked at these three women and thought of herself - in any case, she will never compromise!

Nangong Yi was about to leave. Murong Xueyan suddenly thought of something and quickly shouted, "Wait a minute!"

"What else?" He turned around.

"In a couple of days, let's go to the jade shop to choose the Jade Buddha and give it to the Empress Dowager together. The Empress Dowager is a devout Buddha. I think the Jade Buddha will like it, and," Murong Xueyan smiled with embarrassment. "It's too shabby to treat the pastry I made by myself as a birthday gift. People who don't know think that Jingwangfu is very poor. What about it?"

"..." This seemingly careless Murong Xueyan doesn't seem to be as bad as he thought. She knows how to think about everything.

In the harem of the Northern Qi Dynasty, when they learned that the empress dowager's birthday was approaching, the concubines also began to be rare lively and busy.

Du Lanruo, who has been used to dancing knives and guns since he was a child, has never tried to get an embroidery needle. This time, it is even more difficult to learn embroidery halfway. However, in order to give the Empress Dowager a relatively meaningful birthday gift prepared by herself, she overcame all difficulties and tried to control an embroidery like a sword. The needle, her finger was broken by the needle more than once. She endured the pain and learned from the rhinoceros, hoping to finish the whole embroidery before the Empress Dowager's birthday. And her embroidery is a red word "shou" on a square scarf on a white background.

Time is tight, and Duranruo's skills are not proficient. He can only race against time day by day, and he can't wait for a pair of palms to become two pairs. Only two days before the Empress Dowager's birthday, the word "Shou" she embroidered was finally completed.

A half-meter-wide square scarf, with a straight longevity word in the middle. It has been embroidered over and over again, dismantled and embroidered. From the day I knew the news of the Empress Dowager's birthday, it has been a whole month. If Tu Lan is so tired, she has lost a lot of weight.

After finishing the embroidery, Duran Ruo felt much more relaxed. That afternoon, she was extremely tired and asleep, and the rhinoceros, who had been helping, was also sent to the side hall by her to rest. The only person served in the inner hall was Cai Qing. The summer afternoon is hot and unstoppable. The green picking is leaning against the porch pillar, and it is also sleepy to lean forward and backward...

A figure walked into the Yilan Hall. Judging from the light gray clothes, it should be a waiter. The figure moved in the drawers in the palace, looking for something. It was still fruitless to find a lot. Finally, he boldly approached Duranruo's bedside...

A corner of the square scarf was exposed under the pillow, and the man was so excited that he reached out to pull it--

"Who?" Duranruo slept lightly. As soon as someone approached, he woke up and sat up. The waiter turned around and fled. In a hurry, Duranruo only saw his black clothed face and gray robe - which was the clothes of the servant in the palace.

Cai Qing was awakened and reached out to rub his eyes. He still didn't know what had happened. He only saw a figure flashing past him.

Because the sweater was removed during the nap, if Du Lan chased her out of the door when she got dressed, the man had already disappeared, so she had to go back to her room to check if there were any missing items. On the one hand, she was ordered to pick greens and go out to check, and there were traces.

Cai Qing took the order and searched carefully in the yard. Finally, he saw a lost waist card in the corner of the flower yard.

- That's the waist card of Xiao Chuanzi, the servant next to Yunfei.

The people around Concubine Yun... Cai Qing hesitated. In terms of qualifications, Concubine Yun accompanied him for five years, and Concubine Lan just entered the palace for the first time. In terms of position, although the two are side by side, Concubine Yun is currently pregnant with dragon descendants, and it is difficult to guarantee that he is not a mother and a son. Recently, hasn't the palace often talked about the fact that Concubine Yun is very likely to be the mother of the world because of the birth of a prince? It depends on the owner to beat the dog. If you offend Xiaochuanzi, isn't it the difference from offending Concubine Yun?!

Cai Qing wandered in the yard, and another person was also looking at her in the dark...

For a long time, she hid the waist card in her arms.