"The velvet flower is homophonic to "Ronghua", so even the empress is happy to wear hair in her hair." Yuqin's clear eyes flowed: "The origin of this velvet flower is weaving in the south of the Yangtze River. Every year, weaving brocades make the emperor's dragon robe and the palace clothes of the empresses, and there are always leftover materials. It's a pity to discard it. Then a skillful craftsman broke up all the silks in Yujin and brushed them with bristles to make them look like flowers."

After Yuqin finished speaking, she saw Wanxi's wonderful eyes staring at her and smiling.

Yuqin stroked her cheek: "Why are you laughing at?"

Wanxi blinked: "The Three Weavings in Jiangnan are under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the three weaving masters are all coated by the emperor, so ordinary people are absolutely impossible to know about the matters in the Weavings in the Ministry of Internal Affairs... Moreover, my sister is a Han Chinese and is not under the banner of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, how can she know about it?"

Yuqin blushed: "What do you want to say?"

Wanxi lowered her head and smiled: "My sister comes from the Lu family in Jiangnan. Lu is a family of great scholars, but she is not qualified to send her sister to the palace directly. I guess my sister goes to the palace to choose, not by the way of the prefecture, but by the Suzhou Weaving Mansion, who is the emperor's slave, right?"

Yuqin sighed softly, "Nothing can be hidden from you, little girl."

Wanxi picked up a velvet flower and looked at it: "It is actually not difficult to guess the emperor's heart. When the Eight Banners entered the pass, they also committed many murderous acts in Jiangnan, which caused the scholars and scholars in Jiangnan to refuse to return for many years. Now the foundation of the Qing Dynasty has stabilized, and Jiangnan is no longer a place for war, but has become the origin of the Qing Dynasty's money and food. From the Holy Ancestors and even the Emperor, they are trying to reconcile their relationship with officials in Jiangnan."

"Just like Manchuria and Mongolia have been married for many years, the emperor placed his hopes on the entry of the daughter of the Jiangnan gentry into the palace, in order to express his sincerity to the Jiangnan official family. My sister is such a 'marriage' person, as is Concubine Chun, and even the Huang Concubine who passed away prematurely in the first year of Qianlong."

Wanxi gently patted Yuqin's hand: "Sister said that Concubine Chun has its current status because of the prince. In the younger sister's opinion, yes, but not all. The mother has the honor of her son, but what is more important in the emperor's heart is that Concubine Chun has the identity of the official family in Jiangnan."

"The mother's family of Concubine Chun is also very secretive. My younger sister has no chance to know the specific situation of her mother's family, but based on her father's name, Su Zhaonan, it can be seen that her family is a scholarly family."

Yu Qin turned his head slightly and nodded: "Yes, the word "Zhao Nan" should come from "The Book of Songs·Zhao Nan". Those who can easily use allusions as names must be passed down from poetry and rituals."

"In front of my sister, there are two best examples: one is the imperial concubine, and the other is the Concubine Chun. Although the Concubine has no son, she has a mother's family to rely on; Concubine Chun has a prince to rely on. But at the root, the Concubine Chun and Concubine Chun have weight in the emperor's heart, because they have the Han daughter's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which are gentle and gentle, and even because they can make the Han people in Jiangnan see the emperor's mind that both Man and Han are."

Wanxi looked at Yuqin quietly and said slowly: "So... my sister should also know what the most precious thing in the emperor's heart. Even if my sister wants to fight, she should know what she should fight with. Never be like other people in the palace, she only knows how to plot against others, suppress opponents, and use newcomers. Those methods can't be hidden from the emperor in the end."

Wanxi took a sigh in her heart, opened Yuqin's hand, and wrote in her palm: "Sister really wants to fight. The little sister can only give her four words: Think about what he thinks."

Yuqin's eyes lit up suddenly: "I understand."
Chapter completed!