The emperor kept burying his head on paper and constantly drawing, and he had a lot of inspiration about uniforms.

For example, pure cotton white shirts, navy blue student uniforms, summer short-sleeved T-shirts, sports shorts, wide-edge sun hats, narrow-sleeved waist-length training uniforms, wide-robed long-padded clothes and imitation-Chinese performance uniforms... Even though the emperor's painting skills were limited, the general prototype was still clear. While imagining and painting, the emperor even planned to arrange many colorful extracurricular activities, including fencing clubs, theater troupes, choirs...

Because it was rainy, the window sash was always closed and the air was not very smooth. After a long time of busyness, the emperor finally felt a little bored in Nanshu, so he ordered Shuangxi to push the window door open. A cool breeze mixed with some light rain suddenly rushed in.

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, gently turned his head and neck, and looked out the window.

Behind the flowers and trees, a group of women were walking far away, holding oil cloth umbrellas in groups of three or two.

The emperor knew that these women must be embroidered ladies in the palace. The emperor stared at them leisurely, admired their manners of spreading flowers and brushing willows, and admired their gentle walking. The emperor was leisurely, and when they got closer, they saw more and more clearly, one after another, neither hurry nor slow down.

Suddenly, the emperor's heart became tight.

The woman walking at the end of the line raised her head slightly.

With a grip of soft tuck, he quietly stretched out of the umbrella and caught the drizzle that was floating.

The frown between the elegant eyebrows and eyes, the sorrow like smoke and fog, is exactly the clear and stern face that cannot be described in this world.

At this moment, the emperor was stunned. No word passed by his heart.

Until Eunuch Gu's peaceful voice came:

"Your Majesty, the ten Sizhi Palace Maids have been brought here."

The emperor just woke up, took a deep breath, and told himself: Never lose his composure.

The emperor said in a deep voice:

"Come in."

Ten women came in one after another, two rows of water and green onions, knelt in front of the emperor.

The emperor glanced at the corner of his eyes and the Jueli woman was kneeling on the left side of the second row.

The black hair is dyed like a pile of clouds, the cloth is neat and light blue, and there is no other ornament around it, but it is extremely clear, elegant and beautiful.

The emperor calmed down and finally said "Get up."

At this time, Consultant Xing was also secretly looking at the emperor's expression. He just went to the embroidery room to look for someone, but when he first saw this Wei family, he was also shocked. Such a beautiful and refined woman had not yet enjoyed her, but had been hiding in the embroidery room where no one saw outsiders for many years. The reason for this must be very tortuous. If the emperor had no intention of summoning him today, if she did not have the unique embroidery skills, wouldn't it be unknown until the palace was old and dead? Even the consultant Xing, who had a lot of knowledge in his life, sighed secretly.

The emperor ordered the eunuch to bring ten square stools and scatter them around the sides of the imperial desk, and they were just around the corner. The emperor ordered the Sizhi Palace Maids to come forward and sit down, but no one dared to move. The emperor was sitting in the center of the imperial desk at this moment, and no one dared to cross the rules without authorization and sit down to "face" with the emperor?

The emperor finally got impatient:

"I ordered you to sit down. Do you have to ask for it three times or five times?"

A group of palace maids were finally frightened by the emperor's cold tone, so they sat down obediently and formed a circle.

God has eyes, and they still sit down in order.

The beautiful and charming woman, who was originally at the end, sat on the left hand of the emperor.

The emperor continued to be serious without any expression on his face, but he was overjoyed.

He sniffed quietly and smelled a ray of fragrance floating beside him, with a clear and fragrant fragrance.

The emperor asked:

"Am there anyone among you who knows literacy?"

Three women responded, among which there was this woman who cherished the rain and was worried.

The emperor asked again:

"What about other people, can they draw patterns?"

All the women answered yes, and the emperor ordered the eunuch to prepare a piece of paper and pen.

The emperor placed the few clothes he had just drawn on the imperial desk and asked them to exchange them for each other's view. The emperor sat quietly, waiting for each of them to take turns to pass on the patterns. In fact, the emperor had long been absent-minded, clearly lowering his eyes, but he turned to the left a little.

The eunuch brought all the paper and pens over and spread them one by one on the table. His movements were quick but no sound, and then he tiptoed back.

The emperor finally came back to his senses and spoke:

"Do you have something you don't understand? Just ask."

There was a silence in the Nan Study Room.

The emperor raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: Could it be that you are all geniuses? You can understand it at a glance.

These palace maids were too timid and the emperor had no choice but to explain it himself. Otherwise, the four things that were made would be wasted, time, and fabric. With the idea of ​​getting it done, the emperor simply took the initiative.

The emperor said:

"You all pick up the notes and take them down. Those who know how to write can write, and those who know how to write can draw the patterns by themselves."

The emperor took back the pattern he had just drawn and put it in front of him.

The emperor pointed to the pattern of a shirt and explained slowly:

"This piece is a shirt. It is best to use cotton cloth, white, light blue, and light blue. It is cut in three pieces in total, one large and two small. The sleeves are also sewn separately. The buttons can be made of cloth, bamboo, or wood. The corresponding buckle seams on the other side must be cut apart in aligned manner, and the edges and corners must be locked with needles and threads. The collar is a round open in spring and summer, and is changed to a stand-up collar in autumn and winter. This part of the chest is a pocket, sewed separately with a small square cloth..."

The palace maid was both novel and surprised when she heard it. She never expected that the emperor knew so much about making clothes.

The Emperor continues to explain

"This one is sports shorts. It is best to use fine cotton cloth and cut in two pieces. In the middle, for comfort, you can add another layer of cloth to hide the thread in the mezzanine...." When the emperor explained this, all the palace maids were blushing when they heard it.

The emperor noticed their expressions strangely and actually sneered:

Humph, what's so shameful about doing sports shorts? It's not briefs. I've already said it's quite subtle. If you're smart enough, you should be able to make women's underwear by yourself. As for those feminine products, inner beauty, etc., I really can't say it.

The emperor kept talking:

"This kind of long skirt is generally used for performances, with light gauze jade belts, wide sleeves and long skirts. It can be worn when playing the piano and dancing. It has loose styles and elegant demeanor. However, it is limited in use, so you don't need to make one first. Just cut it with white silk yarn."

...

The emperor summarized the statement:

"After you go back, you will discuss division of labor and cooperation, and make these samples quickly. The size does not need to be very large..."

The emperor picked up a paperweight the size of a palm on the table and said:

"It's fine to be about the same length as this paperweight, but the premise is to be able to see clearly."

The emperor casually mentioned:

"If you can sew a little man with cotton and change him into various clothes, it will be easier to understand."

The emperor finally asked Siro's palace maid:

"Did you all understand?"

The palace maids nodded one after another.

The emperor didn't care whether they understood it or not, but just told him:

"You guys go back and do it first. If you don't understand, you can discuss it with each other. I think the terms she remembers are quite detailed..."

The emperor was tilting his head and looking at the beauty on the left, remembering the dictation notes in his hand, and the beautiful small regular script characters were neatly arranged.

The emperor ordered:

"You can also ask her first. If there are any doubts, they will be recorded on a piece of paper and she will be responsible for sending it over. I will definitely answer it."

The emperor's eyes flickered. He looked at the beauty beside him who was frowning with rain. Seeing that she nodded slightly and agreed, he turned his head and stopped looking at her.

The emperor said lightly:

"Since that's the case, let's break up."

In an instant, everyone scattered silently and scattered in sequence.

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