Today, the Faxing Temple is crowded with believers, crowded and very lively. The Buddhist temple outside is filled with ordinary people who come to burn incense. The main hall and the back garden inside are a place for noble people to rest. Many young talents and famous ladies are gathering under the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree to talk about poetry and painting.

In order to stand out, all the talented men talked loudly and showed their strengths; all the ladies dressed up and had elegant demeanor. Although they sat at the east and west ends, their eyes collided from time to time, either shyly slapped or smiled brightly, and their every move was filled with affection.

Among the talented ladies, Li Ran's legitimate son and legitimate daughter are naturally the most outstanding, and the focus of everyone's attention. As the governor of a place and the brother of Concubine Min, Li Ran's career is not limited to Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Maybe in a few years, when the ninth prince grows up, he will be transferred by the emperor to the capital to become an official, and he will be just around the corner.

With such a strong background, Li Jiarong and Li Xiudian are naturally the objects of compliment.

At present, Li Jiarong was sitting under the ginkgo tree and drinking tea sips. Her beautiful eyes swept across the young talented man who was very happy from time to time. She had a beautiful appearance and graceful figure, so she was naturally very popular. Eight out of ten or nine out of ten talented men would involuntarily look at her and pretend to be nothing.

Another man was caught peeking at him, and Li Jiarong covered her lips with her hands and smiled proudly.

"Sister Li, this dress on you is so beautiful, I'm so crazy about it! These hibiscus flowers are elegant and enchanting, each with unique charm, and the thickness is suitable, which is simply ingenious! If a woman with an ordinary appearance wears this dress, she will definitely be suppressed by these beautiful hibiscus flowers, but you are different. If you are too grand, no matter how beautiful the flowers are, they will become your foil." A noble woman exclaimed sincerely.

The few people next to him quickly agreed and praised Li Jiarong so that there was nothing in the sky and nowhere underground.

Li Jiarong smiled and held Meng Si's hand, saying, "Don't praise me, this dress was embroidered by Sisi's own hands. If I say I have seven points of color, then five points must come from Sisi's skillful hands."

Meng Si, who was sitting beside her, smiled shyly and gentlely, and did not say much.

In order to please Li Jiarong, all the noble ladies praised Meng Si and said that they would never go to other embroidery shops to buy fabrics in the future, and only went to Meng's family.

Someone interrupted: "Hey, do you think Du Ruyan will come today?"

Li Jiarong smiled slightly and looked at the person who spoke coldly. Another person quickly remedyed: "How could she come? Do she dare to come? I heard that in recent days, she has been looking for precious fabrics and embroidery girls in the city. However, based on her life experience, who would be willing to cut clothes for her better embroidery girls? At this point, she is still unwilling to recognize the reality, which is also a pity."

"It's so great. No matter how much money she has, she can't buy the silk and satin we wear. She can make a fool of herself when she comes. Why bother? I guess she is hiding at home and wiping her tears!" As soon as the man finished speaking, everyone covered her mouth and chuckled, with a gloating look in her eyes.

Li Jiarong's face was relieved, and she pretended to be graceful and generous, "She is so down, so you can keep some politeness and don't laugh at her anymore."

Back then, Du Ruyan was the number one socialite in the capital, and she crushed Li Jiarong to death. Li Jiarong was narrow-minded and jealous. While cursing Du Ruyan, she secretly swore in her heart: When one day she gained power, she would definitely step on the soles of her feet and crush her to ashes! Now that she wished to come true, she naturally felt happy, but she still had to show her magnanimity in front of many talents.

After hearing what she said, the noble girls nodded quickly and then pretended to sympathize with Du Ruyan.

The noble girls were having a great time chatting, but the young talents turned their heads one by one to look at the entrance of the garden, and their eyes were filled with a stunning arousal, and then they were deeply obsessed. A woman was walking slowly in, wearing a long breast-wrapped skirt. The fabric of the whole skirt was pressed out vertical folds with a hot copper pot, and then put them together, and a tender yellow ribbon was inserted into a bow-shaped collar, tied around the girl's slender neck. Every step she took, the hem of the skirt surged layer by layer, like petals blooming under her feet.

She did not wear a belt, and the snow-white tulle fabric naturally fell down along the curve of her graceful body, but it was more graceful than wearing a belt. This tulle skirt that was as undulating as wheat waves was unique and charming enough, but what was even more wonderful was the blouse she wore outside.

The blouse is made of transparent cicada wing yarn. It is not as smooth as silk fabric, but it is more elegant and straight. I don’t know which embroidered the blouse with gold and silver threads on the cicada wing yarn in a row, and the ginkgo leaves are filled with ginkgo leaves, one by one, one by one, and one by one. From the round shoulder to the flying hem, the ginkgo leaves become denser and denser, until they are spread into a dazzling golden color. The girl stepped over the golden fallen leaves all over the ground, and the end of the blouse gently covered the leaves. The two are merged together, as if they are natural.

The girl stood there like an elf born from falling leaves, flawless and charming.

The girl walked slowly, and a gust of autumn wind lifted up her skirt, lifted her blouse, and made everyone look straight. The pleated skirt was not a layer, but five or six layers of pure white gauze overlapped together. There was no strangeness when walking around. However, when the wind blew over and gently blew the five or six layers of gauze into a blooming white lotus, the beautiful and elegant scene could only be described as soul-catching. The shirt was moved by the wind and flew gently, and the embroidered ginkgo leaves on it also swayed and danced in a variety of ways, as if countless leaves were lingering around the girl, swept by the wind and pulled by the wind, and she was reluctant to leave her side.

The girl stood under the tree, covered with golden leaves, like a goddess transformed from a thousand-year-old tree, like a dream.

She walked to the corner where the crowd was the least, gently lifted her shirt, and sat down gracefully, her every move exuded an indescribable charm. When she turned her head completely and revealed her beautiful face, the talented men had completely lost the ability to think.

Beautiful scenery, beautiful clothes, and beautiful people are already a rare visual enjoyment. What's even better is that the beauty of these three is still so harmoniously integrated into one place, making it difficult to tell whether the beautiful scenery has turned into a beauty or a beauty that sets off the beautiful scenery.

This very lively poetry festival became silent due to the arrival of the girl. Many men even held their breath, for fear of making a sound that disturbed the goddess.

"It's Du Ruyan." A noble goddess said in a daze.

"Her folded skirt is so beautiful, and her blouse embroidered with ginkgo leaves are so beautiful!" Another noble girl couldn't help but tell the truth.

Li Jiarong no longer cared about her demeanor, and her beautiful face was slightly distorted, showing her jealousy. She put down the teacup with a bang and was about to get up to find trouble, but Meng Si pressed her shoulder and stopped her.

"That shirt is better than cleverness, it's not surprising." Meng Si said slowly: "You can find that the ginkgo leaves are embroidered with simple flat needles. Meng's embroidery shop can find an apprentice embroiderer to make the same clothes. Even if you give such cheap things to you for free, you won't wear them, so why bother to care?"

"Yes, it's just a few leaves, who can't embroider? Du Ruyan can't buy silk and satin, and can't hire a top embroiderer, so she can only do this." The noble girl sitting next to her quickly persuaded her.

Li Jiarong took a few breaths secretly, but she did not show her true face in front of everyone. She is not like Du Ruyan, arrogant and domineering, and has a very poor reputation. She is a first-class lady in Lin'an Mansion. Who doesn't know her gentle temperament?

"Miss Meng is worthy of being an expert, and you can tell at a glance that it's good or bad. But who cares about it? Maybe the ones I embroidered are better than hers." Several noble girls repeatedly advised Li Jiarong to coax her, but finally made her happy.

But not all noble girls want to cling to the Li family, and some people ignore Li Jiarong's cold eyes and walk to Du Ruyan to get close. They first talked a few words, and then asked her about the source of the pleated skirt and blouse.

Du Ruyan came to amazed the audience this time and also made Lin Dan famous. He said without reservation: "My dress is all from Lin Dan's embroidery lady. Do you know the Lin Family Embroidery Village, the largest embroidery shop in Lin'an Mansion, before? Lin Dan is now the attendant of Lin's embroidery shop, with outstanding embroidery skills!"

"The Lin embroidery shop you mentioned was the one that was crushed by Meng's?" Someone frowned.

"That's right."

"So that's it." After hearing this, the noble girls who were still excited actually walked away in groups of three or three. Although they didn't like to flatter Li Jiarong, they were also influenced by Meng Si's words and thought that the embroiderer in this blouse was just like this. When they heard that the embroiderer came from the Lin family embroidery shop, they would not invite anyone into the door.

Other people's noble girls invited the best embroidery girls in the local area, or even the royal embroidery girls, but they invited a dilapidated house. Isn't it embroidered? Forget it, I got closer and saw that the embroiderer in the shirt was just mediocre, but it was just because of cleverness, and I still couldn't be fooled!

After everyone was almost gone, a beautiful woman sat next to Du Ruyan and smiled, "Your earrings are also embroidered?"

Du Ruyan stroked the earlobe and nodded, "That's right, it was embroidered. First embroider the double-sided ginkgo leaves on the fabric, then nail three pearls on the top of the leaves, then cut them off, put on a hook, and make earrings. These earrings and these shoes are the same set."

In order to promote Lin Dan, Du Ruyan spared no effort and raised her legs and exposed a pair of small jade feet for the woman to see. The embroidered shoes on her feet were also embroidered with gold and silver threads. Each leaf was nailed with fine rice pearls, which were very delicate and cute.

The woman's eyes lit up when she saw this. She was not those idiots who followed the crowd. She believed whatever Meng Si said. The blouse on Du Ruyan's body was not simple, but the embroidery work was never simple. The color of each leaf was different. The dark and shallow golden yellow dyed together very naturally, and the extremely fine gray-white and dark yellow silk threads were used to embroider the veins of the leaves. It was truly different in shape and lifelike.
Chapter completed!