Chapter 159, Prince Qi is dead? Is he going to be mourned?
The brocade box was opened, and several pieces of embroidery were placed. The embroidery was extremely exquisite, and it was also the tribute embroidery from Qi Di.
Yu Xijiao picked it up and spread it on the table, and found that these pieces of embroidery were actually a set of four pieces. Although they were not big, this set of four pieces should be made into a small table screen, which was extremely exquisite.
After Yu Xijiao looked through it carefully, she asked, "What does your master mean?"
Of course, it is impossible for a person like Prince Qi to really send a few pieces of embroidery to himself.
"The prince wants to ask the girl to see if he can combine tribute embroidery and Jiangnan's most famous double-sided embroidery method to embroider a table screen like this." Mingyue said.
"Do you want to use double-sided embroidery?" Yu Xijiao blinked.
"If... it can be somewhat similar to the embroidery in the capital... that would be the best." Mingyue hesitated and said. The girl was born in Jiangnan since she was a child. Knowing some double-sided embroidery is nothing, but the embroidery in the capital is not suitable for
Girl, it should be much more difficult.
Yu Xijiao refused directly. She picked up a piece of tribute embroidery in front of her and looked at it before putting it down: "I'll give it a try."
She is Yu Lanxuan, and of course she knows the embroidery techniques in Beijing.
"Plop!" Mingyue knelt down, kowtowed three times to Yu Xijiao, and then raised her head with a serious look on her face: "Girl, you will be the master of this slave from now on."
This is considered a formal recognition of ownership.
Yu Xijiao was silent for a moment, then stretched out her hand to help Mingyue up: "Get up and talk first."
"Thank you, girl." Mingyue stood up, turned to face the shocked Qingyue, and showed a kind smile.
By this time, Qingyue had also realized that the maid named Mingyue in front of her was actually specially sent to the girl.
"Are you very strong?" Yu Xijiao looked down at Mingyue and said, it's hard to believe that such a thin person can be very strong.
"My slave is very strong, much stronger than ordinary women. Her strength has been different from ordinary people since she was a child." Mingyue told her bluntly.
"You just came here from Qidi?" Although Mingyue's words sounded like those from the capital, Yu Xijiao still asked clearly.
"This slave just came from Qidi. The prince was afraid that the prince would have few people to take care of him in the capital, so he specially sent this slave to serve the prince. He only arrived in the capital yesterday." Mingyue did not hide anything, and made her true origins clear.
This attitude satisfied Yu Xijiao. She wanted a strong maid. In addition to this, she also required the maid to be loyal to her. Even if she used to be a member of the Prince of Qi, at least when she was not in love with the Prince of Qi, she would be loyal to him.
Promise yourself to be 100% loyal.
As for facing the Crown Prince of Qi? That is impossible...
"You came here to serve me. Is there anyone left at Prince Qi's house?" Yu Xijiao asked curiously.
"The prince said that we don't need too many people to serve you. The original manpower is enough. The few who come this time will be arranged outside the city. From now on, the slaves will be the maids of Xuanping Hou Mansion to serve you." Mingyue is a smart person.
You could tell what Yu Xijiao was worried about, and she explained with a smile.
"Then you can follow me from now on!" Yu Xijiao smiled at Mingyue.
Mingyue bowed respectfully and retreated behind Qingyue.
Yu Xijiao picked up a piece of tribute embroidery and looked at it carefully. Only when she looked carefully did she realize that the tribute embroidery in front of her was not only very thin when the threads were divided into strands, but also more detailed than the Jiangnan method.
It is slightly different, but it is more difficult to combine Jiangnan double-sided embroidery and tribute embroidery.
Putting down the tribute embroidery in her hand, she picked up the original handkerchief again. It was because of this handkerchief that Yu Xijiao identified Mingyue's identity.
I found a thread end, pulled out a section of thread slightly, and looked at the way the needles fell between the ups and downs of the embroidery. My eyebrows furrowed. This was not a simple matter.
You must be familiar with the embroidery method of tribute embroidery, and you must be familiar with double-sided embroidery, so that you can combine the two methods of embroidery, not to mention the embroidery method of Beijing.
In her previous life, when she was Yu Lanxuan, although her embroidery was not particularly good, she was generally pretty good at it. Now she had to combine the three embroidery techniques, which was beyond her imagination. She took out a piece of cloth from her sewing bag and tried to embroider.
I stitched a few stitches and then put them down. It was really difficult to blend the tribute embroidery and the double-sided embroidery, so just starting the stitches like this was wrong.
Yu Xijiao tried to take it apart, then picked it up to embroider a few stitches, and then looked thoughtfully at the embroidery in front of her, but she didn't know that something happened again next door to the Zhengyuan Hou Mansion...
"Wha...what?" Ning could hardly believe her ears.
"Madam, Prince Qi's... son is dead. People from Prince Qi's Mansion... come and let... us go and worship." The mother-in-law was in a panic, her face turned pale, and she fell down just after she ran into the door.
He didn't even bother to dust himself off, so he just knelt down on the ground, trembling all over.
Ning was also trembling: "How...how could...this...wasn't it agreed...before?"
"Slave servant, I heard... what the guards of Prince Qi's Mansion told me... asked Madam to go over to pay homage... and said... that it was because of our Marquis' Mansion."
The mother-in-law was shaking terribly.
Even though Ms. Ning was full of calculations, what she saw in front of her was beyond all her expectations. Was everyone going to be executed? She reached out and held the corner of the table to stand up, but her body went limp but fell down heavily again, her eyes panicked.
He turned around, as if he wanted to ask for help. When he turned around, he realized that his old sister-in-law was already there.
"Where is the... master?" Ning took a few deep breaths to steady her breathing, and said hurriedly.
"The master and the eldest son have been taken away. Now let you and the eldest lady go to pay homage and say... that the death of Prince Qi... is all the fault of our family... If it wasn't originally... our family's fault
...Nothing will happen to Prince Qi, let alone...not now..."
The mother-in-law stammered and was so panicked that she couldn't speak clearly.
But Ning understood it clearly, and her eyes went dark for a while. If something really happened to Prince Qi, the entire Zhengyuan Hou Mansion might not be able to escape. At this time, she even regretted that all the people in the big house were dead, otherwise at this time
Then they can take care of things.
The people in Prince Qi's Mansion have always been domineering. The previous assassination had nothing to do with the Zhengyuan Marquis Mansion. They could all keep the Zhengyuan Marquis Mansion under their custody. Even the emperor acquiesced to this. But now this matter...
"Let's go see Mrs. Ning." Ning gritted her teeth and calmed down.
"Madam, the people from Prince Qi's Mansion asked us to hurry up, otherwise... otherwise they will come in." The mother-in-law said in a panic.
Ning's vision went dark again. She pulled hard on a corner of the table to steady herself. Her lips trembled a few times. She tried to stand up twice but still couldn't stand up. There were only two words in her mind: "It's over". Everything was over.
.
They had planned for so long, worked so hard for so long, and were about to succeed in getting everything, but found that the bridge leading to honor and favor was broken, and they were standing on the edge of the cliff...
Mrs. Yu was also panicked, but she was able to hold her own. She asked Ning to send someone to the Xuanping Marquis Mansion for help and spread the news. She got up and walked out tremblingly.
Next door to the Zhengyuanhou Mansion, a mourning hall has been set up. Large tracts of white cloth are floating high, almost like a sea of white. Compared with the previous funerals in the Zhengyuanhou Mansion, there are only a few more funerals. There are guards guarding the door.
He had already changed into white cloth clothes and looked stern and fierce.
Crying could be heard from inside, and everyone was crying. Duan Wang Feng Lanxiu and Yong Wang Feng Yi'an were sweating profusely when they got out of the carriage. They got off the carriage at about the same time. After looking at each other, they also
There was no longer the tense situation in the past. Feng Lanxiu took the first step, but he also deliberately waited for Feng Yi'an to take one step.
"Brother." Feng Yian took two steps and asked, "What happened?"
"I don't know either... I was fine before." Feng Lanxiu added here, "At least he was much better than the Prince of Zhongshan before."
After saying that, he walked inside. Feng Yian followed, frowning and saying, "Is there another assassin?"
"Nothing happened last night, how could it be possible?" Feng Lanxiu said.
The four guards at the gate saw the two princes approaching and hurriedly saluted.
"What happened to your prince?" Feng Yian couldn't wait to enter, so he stopped and asked.
The guard wiped the corners of his eyes vigorously, and it was obvious that he had cried, and the corners of his eyes were red: "Your Highnesses, please go in first, our Crown Prince... His Crown Prince..."
After saying that, he started to cry, looking very sad.
"Second brother, let's go in first." Feng Lanxiu said with a solemn face, lifted his robe and walked hurriedly inside.
Feng Yi'an hurriedly followed.
The two brothers entered the house one after another. All the servants they saw along the way were all dressed in plain white clothes. They were all crying when they asked questions. Seeing the grief, the two of them felt more and more bad. Originally, they felt that Feng Yu
It's impossible for something to happen, but the situation in front of me is something serious.
Feng Lanxiu's hands and feet felt cold when he thought about what might happen.
I hurriedly rushed into the mourning hall. The mourning hall was completely white. The female relatives were crying so hard that they knelt down in large groups. They were all dressed in plain white clothes. There were piles of yellow paper burning in the brazier. It looked like that day.
It seemed like what happened in the Yuanhou Mansion. In front of the large coffin, cigarette smoke curled up. When the two princes came in, there were bursts of mourning and music on both sides.
It was more formal than the funeral at Zhengyuan Hou Mansion.
The two brothers felt increasingly heavy. The situation in front of them was no longer something they could solve. Looking at the crying female relatives, Feng Lanxiu nodded and called a steward who looked like a steward. When he came into the house to see Feng Yu,
This is what the steward led the way.
"I have seen two kings." When the steward saw Feng Lanxiu calling him, he hurriedly came over to salute. Just now he was burning yellow paper, and his eyes were red from the smoke.
"What happened to your prince? Who assassinated your prince? Where is the guest now? When did it happen?" Feng Yi'an asked impatiently.
"Our prince..." The steward cried while wiping his tears.
Hearing his cry, the female relatives who were kneeling on the ground cried even more sadly, crying loudly.
The veins on Feng Lanxiu's forehead jumped, and he almost slapped the steward. He suppressed his anger hard, and pulled the steward to the side of the coffin. He had to see Feng Yu's condition with his own eyes. Was he in the coffin?
The news of Feng Yu's death was received by the government, and so was Feng Yian.
Needless to say, this incident will definitely cause an uproar!
The coffin was open, but the cushions were high, so you had to stand on a stool to see clearly.
Feng Lanxiu didn't care about the auspicious words at this time. He helped the chamberlain stand on the high stool and looked inside. When he saw everything in the coffin clearly, his eyes suddenly turned black...