HCB Chapter 254 I want you to insult me.
Chapter 254 I want you to insult me.
An's mother's life seemed to be reborn.
An Lingrong wanted her mother to come to Beijing to live.
Apart from anything else, for the future of her mother and Aunt Xiao, An Lingrong also tried her best to plan for the future of this half-brother.
Growing up in the small place of Songyang, her father had no hope of a career in officialdom, but An Lingrong hoped that her younger brother could start to study at the age of three and take the path of imperial examinations.
Her father, who only knew how to visit prostitutes and embezzle money, would never have thought of this path.
So she wrote a letter to Aunt Xiao, asking her to bring her mother and brother to Beijing, and asked Miss Sun to pick up her mother and three brothers.
As for my father, just hire a ruthless old woman to take care of him, give him food and drink, and keep him alive.
After settling down in the capital, her mother actually wrote to her personally, detailing how Miss Sun had specially hired two sturdy old women and two maids to go to Songyang to pick them up and bring them to the capital.
After entering the capital, Miss Sun made detailed arrangements for their accommodation and food.
Miss Sun was even worried about the hardship Zhao'er would have to endure while sleeping in the open air, so she hired a wet nurse to take care of him along the way.
Zhao'er was the son born to the brothel girl. After the baby was born, the girl wrapped the baby in a quilt and sent him to An's mother's arms, then knelt down and asked to leave.
She was used to living a luxurious life of wearing gold and silver in brothels, and she also enjoyed flirting and having fun with men.
She knew very well that she could not keep her chastity for Lord An, so she decided to give Mother An a son to rely on in exchange for her own freedom.
An Lingrong's mother named her newborn baby "Zhao". An Lingzhao means a bright future. Moreover, Zhao'er will always be An Lingrong's younger brother.
An Lingrong knew that she would owe Miss Sun a favor by asking her to pick up her mother, but An Lingrong never expected that the favor would be so big.
Miss Sun was already taking care of all the big and small businesses in the shop outside, but she still devoted so much energy to her family. How could she repay this favor by developing a few spice recipes?
Miss Sun: An Changzai, you really have no idea of your own abilities.
Therefore, An Lingrong started to think about developing a recipe for rouge in the Yanxi Palace. She decided that as long as it was something sold in Miss Sun's shop, she had to understand and dabble in it. Even if she could not be as proficient as she was in developing spices, she had to become familiar with it.
Hua Fei: I will make you the first queen of the harem.
But rouge was not something An Lingrong had been exposed to since childhood. In the past in Songyang, the young ladies of officials' families would hold tea parties and discuss rouge and powder together, and they would even make rouge together.
However, her father's official position was a minor one bought with money donated by her mother. Naturally, those young ladies from aristocratic families looked down on her father who came from a merchant family, let alone send him an invitation.
Therefore, when An Lingrong saw these rouges, she felt a sense of inferiority and resistance.
Just now I heard Noble Lady Fucha speak so eloquently, but she was a hundred to eighty times better than those daughters of officials in Songyang who looked down on her.
It would be great if Noble Lady Fucha could give me some pointers.
Naturally, Noble Lady Fucha could hear the request for advice in An Lingrong's words.
In her boudoir, in addition to following her mother's arrangements, learning the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting taught by her nanny, and preparing for the talent show, she really loved studying rouge and powder in her spare time.
Before entering the palace, the rouge she and Yingtao made was a hot commodity among the wives of officials and young ladies in the capital.
Noble Lady Fucha curled her lips and said, "It can be done quickly or slowly. It all depends on what color and effect you want."
"There are also the selection of raw materials, the control of the heat during the steaming and coloring process, and the cooling temperature. There are also a few notebooks in my room that I used to remember making rouge before entering the palace. They are useless now. If you don't mind, I can ask Yingtao to show them to you." As Noble Lady Fucha spoke, she did not forget to roll her eyes at An Lingrong with contempt.
Is this little thing worthy of An Lingrong's admiration? Look at the twinkling stars in her eyes. It seems that she still has the qualities to be the master of the Yanxi Palace.
Noble Lady Fucha played with the box of rouge in her hand, tilted her head and spoke again: "To be more specific, even the box for rouge has its own particularities. What kind of wood can preserve the fragrance of rouge for a longer time, what kind of wood can prevent rouge from fading, these are all details."
An Lingrong looked at the woman opposite her who was talking eloquently and was shining in front of her eyes. Noble Lady Fucha herself didn't even know how shining she was at this moment in the small courtyard of the Yanx Palace.
Chun Changzai, who was eating a milk-skin snack nearby, was stunned by what he heard. He even forgot to eat the snack and burped stupidly.
The sisters in the palace are really amazing. They can either make snacks or embroider. I really can't do anything except eating.
Cherry, who was standing behind Noble Lady Fucha, had tears welling up in her eyes. Ever since her young lady entered the palace, all she had been thinking about was learning some musical notation and how to walk the lotus steps like the ancients to attract the emperor's attention.
It has been a long time since the young lady sat at the table and looked at all these rouge and creams like she knew them all by heart.
"Sister Fucha, do you know that you are glowing now?" Chun Changzai put down the half-eaten snack in her hand, with some milk residue still hanging at the corner of her mouth. Her little head involuntarily looked towards Noble Lady Fucha.
She had never realized that Sister Fucha was so interesting and eloquent.
Noble Lady Fucha glanced at Concubine Chun beside her and rolled her eyes with disdain.
It's just a little thing, why make such a fuss about it?
These two people are really rare.
"If I had the tools, I could make some rouge for you in Yanxi Palace. Unfortunately, I didn't bring the tools with me when I entered the palace."
Noble Lady Fucha herself did not notice that a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. This was the most comfortable smile she had experienced in recent days.
An Lingrong secretly remembered what Noble Lady Fucha had just said in her heart. If she had paper and pen in her hand at this moment, it would be great. She would ask Baoque to get it for her in the room. It would be a bit embarrassing for her to ask Noble Lady Fucha to repeat it again.
"Chun'er is right. Noble Lady Fucha is indeed quite proficient in applying rouge. I couldn't take my eyes off the way you described it just now." An Lingrong praised sincerely.
"What's the use of these? They are just some little things that I used to play with in my boudoir days. You can take the books in my room and read them."
Noble Lady Fucha had been thinking about how to thank An Lingrong. After all, she had tried every possible way to save her.
She had been observing An Lingrong these past few days and always felt that what she seemed to lack most was money. However, if she gave her money to express her gratitude, Noble Lady Fucha would always feel that she was insulting someone with money.
An Lingrong: I want you to insult me.