Chapter 89

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date="2020-11-14"

title="Chapter 89"

weight="105235"

series = ["The Female Supporting Role Shows Out"]

mode = "manual"

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When they saw Xu Ling, everyone agreed that the dress embroidered with pearls, gems, and emeralds on her was the pinnacle of beauty and the highest expression of embroidery skills. Meng Si is worthy of being Meng Si. Looking at Zhejiang Province and even the whole country, It's afraid that there will be no second embroiderer who can compare with her.

But now, looking at Xu Qian, who is renewed and radiant, they understand what it means to be out of the ordinary and graceful. The style of her newly-made clothes is very simple, but a cross-collar skirt, the inner shirt is dark purple satin, the outer shirt is pure white tulle, the inner shirt is heavy, the outer shirt is light, and the two fabrics overlap. The strong color of the inner layer is faintly revealed through the translucent texture of the outer layer, giving it a hazy and fresh feeling.

The collocation of the two different materials and the blending of shades and lustre is very original, but the more wonderful is the embroidery of the outer shirt. The blooming wisteria flowers spread from the shoulders to the waist, and from the waist to the skirt. Clusters, clusters of strings, thick or light, hung numerous and colorful. This gorgeous and colorful pattern is beautiful enough, but what’s even more incredible is that the clusters of wisteria flowers are not embroidered with silk threads, but cut into fingernail-sized petals with very light silk fabrics. Then one by one was sewn up with needle and thread.

The pale white and lavender flowers mixed together softly hang down, and when they reach the tip of the flower, they spit out a thick purple. The color is so beautiful and natural. It is not so much embroidery, but it is true. Wisteria flowers bloom on a piece of pure white cloth. They are blooming like a raging fire, but they don't appear heavy and cumbersome. On the contrary, they are a bit lighter because of their thin texture.

A belt made of pure white tulle is fastened to Xu Qian’s slender waist without any extra embroidery or embellishment. It is only randomly tied into a bow shape, and then falls naturally, but it is more elegant and out of dust. . Xu Qian lowered her head and walked to the old lady's side to greet him. A gust of autumn wind blew her, lifted her belt, moved the thick or light wisteria flowers, and made her tassel hairpin gently sticking to her temple. Shaking, flickering slightly, revealing a bit of naughty agility in the elegance.

The eldest prince stared at her scorchingly, but she didn't even dare to lift her head, stood still in the eyes of the sisters, either jealous or envious, and poured a cup of tea for the old lady.

Xu Ling, who was sitting next to the old lady, instantly became her foil. Although peony is beautiful, it is only a flower of wealth and nobility in the world. The two stood at the same place, one full of jewels, and the other full of celestial spirits. People could point out which one is better without hesitation.

Xu Ling's face crooked with anger, and she barely calmed down after being pinched secretly by Mrs. Xu.

The old lady went up and down, looking at her granddaughter many times back and forth, and sighed: "Your skirt is really beautiful and ingenious. It really was made by Lin Jiaxiu?"

"Exactly." Xu Qianrou said judgingly: "Last time I was at the Faxing Temple, I saw the blouse she made for Miss Du, and I asked her to book this skirt."

When the Faxing Temple held the Buddhist gathering, the news that the eldest prince was coming to Xu's mansion had not yet spread. Xu Qian was telling the old lady in disguise that this dress was made by her a long time ago, not to deliberately steal Xu Ling's show . What's more, everyone is the daughter of the Xu family, whoever gets the blue eyes of the eldest prince is the same, whether it is a concubine or a concubine, strictly speaking, it makes no difference to the Xu family.

The old lady was really happy, took her hand to sit down, and noticed the gaze that the eldest prince frequently looked over, and she felt a joy in her heart, and she treated her granddaughter more peacefully.

The eldest prince realized that he had lost his temper, and quickly retracted his gaze, but his mind was always haunting the figure that was walking in and out of vulgarity. During the rest of the banquet, his speech and behavior seemed normal, but in fact he was like chewing wax, absent-minded, and his gaze would involuntarily drift towards the female guest.

Sitting on the left hand of the old lady, Miss Nine has the purest heart. She didn't realize the dark tide between the sisters. Instead, she stared at Xu Qian's skirt wholeheartedly, "Sixth sister, I saw it when you first arrived. Now, this skirt must be made by Lin Xiuniang." She said with a grin.

"Oh? How did you tell?" Xu Qian asked softly.

"Because Lin Xiuniang is in this style! Every piece of clothing she makes is full of fairy spirit. Whoever puts on it is a fairy concubine. Last time, the blouse made Miss Du look like a tree goddess, this time this skirt You look like a flower fairy, you two can only have a five-point appearance, and she can make a point, not to mention that you two are beautiful." Miss Nine said with envy.

"Thank you Nine Sister." Xu Qian covered her mouth and smiled, her deep eyes finally revealed a little pure joy.

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a crisp sound from the male guest. The young ladies turned their faces to look, but saw that the eldest prince somehow broke the wine cup and was sitting on the table with a cold face. Finding that everyone was watching him, he also turned his head, his gaze swept over coldly, making all the young ladies silent.

This is the first time Xu Qian has carefully observed the eldest prince. He was extremely tall, with profound features, and his temperament was indifferent and indifferent, exactly the same as the legendary prince of the god of war. Can he really help her out of the sea of ​​suffering? Xu Qian was not sure, let alone guessing whether this would be a bigger fire pit. Her calm and unwavering eyes involuntarily revealed a little sadness and confusion, and slightly lowered her head in the cold gaze of the eldest prince.

"His Royal Highness, your robe is wet, the next official will take you to change one?" Admiral Xu's voice came vaguely, and the prince murmured. After a short while, the two left their seats and went to change clothes.

Without the VIP and the Patriarch, Xu Ling, who had endured it for a long time, sneered and said: "What a fairy, it's just a cheap skirt made up of rags. She even dared to wear it out of shame!"

Xu Qian let Xu Ling vent, but did not reply. What is a rag piece? Anyone with eyes can see how delicate and beautiful the workmanship of this dress on her is. Each petal is locked with embroidery thread, and the pale yellow stamens and gradual colors are all embroidered by Lin Dan one by one stitch and thread, and carefully stitched into the shape of wisteria flowers. Don't say that using this piece of fabric to make a skirt, even if it is mounted as an embroidered screen, there are too many people willing to spend a high price to collect it.

At the moment when she saw the skirt, Xu Qian fully understood why Lin Dan would send it by the deadline. In fact, she was able to complete these incomparably complicated handwork in sixteen days, which completely exceeded Xu Qian's expectations. Although the style of this dress is simple, the workmanship is definitely not simple. It is enough to cut these tens of millions of petals, not to mention dyeing them and sewing them into shape. No matter how magnificent the peony skirt Meng Si embroidered, it would be difficult to compete with Lin Dan's Xianyi work. The skirt she made was no longer a mortal thing.

Xu Ling's words were so sullen, but she couldn't eat grapes and said grapes were sour.

Miss Nine is quite pampered and is not afraid of Xu Ling. She immediately said: "Since Sister Seven dislikes that, you should never go to Lin Xiuniang to make a skirt in the future, lest her cheap skirts will lower your status. I don't dislike it. Sister Six, please introduce Lin Xiuniang to me, and I will ask her to make my skirts!"

"Of course, I'll take you to her embroidered village next time." Xu Qian smiled and nodded.

Hearing what she said, all the sisters gathered around, stroking the wisteria flower skirt while inquiring about Lin Dan. How could they not know the embroiderers with such superb embroidery skills?

There were also a few ladies who attended the Buddhist assembly in Faxing Temple and saw Du Ruyan’s ginkgo leaf blouse with their own eyes. They were very stunning at the time, but they were fooled by Meng Si’s few words of derogation and put out Lin Dan’s idea of ​​making clothes. . The Sixth Sister (elder sister) had the most eye-sightedness, so she walked over to Du Ruyan and got acquainted with Lin Dan. If not, how could she make her stunning appearance today?

The more the ladies thought about, the more regretful they became, and their impression of Lin Dan naturally changed greatly. Now in their hearts, Lin Dan's embroidery skills can completely compete with Meng Si.

Xu Ling let go of the ruthless words, and went to find Lin Dan to make clothes if she was not good enough, feeling angry and anxious for fear that the sisters would compare her. If she had known that Lin Dan was so good, she would not have looked for Meng Si. What is the first embroidered mother in Zhejiang Province? I bother!

Mrs. Xu smiled very kindly on her face, but in her heart she blamed Meng Si's inferior skills, making her own daughter a foil for others. If it weren't for the vulgar peony dress on her daughter, Xu Qian's wisteria dress would definitely not shine now! The first embroiderer in Zhejiang Province? The only needle god who can surpass Ye Jinxiu? Humph, it's really a fame and a boast.

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As soon as the eldest prince went, he never returned, and the guests gradually dispersed. Xu Qian returned to her boudoir and was about to change her outfit, but when Kou walked in, she was very expectant: "Qianqian, how about the family banquet? Did the prince notice you?"

"I don't know, I dare not look at him the whole time." Xu Qian shook her head and smiled bitterly. Although she is very assertive, she is not a person who is good at juggling, naturally she doesn't know how to attract a man's attention.

Kou waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I'm sure the prince will notice you. No one can be more beautiful than you at the family banquet today. Thanks to Lin Xiuniang, you told me that she has excellent embroidery skills. I still don't believe it, I almost missed your big business!" Fortunately, my daughter was very tough and forced her to dispel the absurd idea of ​​rejecting the order and asking for the deposit, otherwise, how could her daughter have today?

Thinking of this, Kou couldn't help wiping a cold sweat, remembering Xu Ling's vulgar skirt, and bending over with a smile.

Xu Qian took off her skirt carefully, and said with a chuckle: "I will wear this skirt tomorrow and take a walk on the street to make a name for Lin Xiuniang. It's really thanks to her today."

Kou hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't go, you silly girl, such a good embroiderer, it is too late for others to hide and tuck, how do you push it out? Let's try to get around her and ask her to embroider clothes for you alone. That's great!"

Xu Qian shook her head and smiled: "Auntie, we want money and no money, rights and no rights, what should we do to win over her? With her craftsmanship, even if I don't promote her for her, she will be famous in the future sooner or later. If you want to see her, it's like the ladies of Zhejiang province want to see Meng Si. They can't get anything without a hundred taels of silver. Now that we can have a good relationship with her and increase friendship, why not Why? Some people’s talents cannot be hidden at all."

Kou was finally persuaded by his daughter. After watching the fairy skirt for a long time, he stroked it carefully, and then left in three steps. As long as she is a woman, she will love this dress to death, but it is a pity that she is too old to be good enough.