long head song

Chen Wangzhi's eyes were bright, which made Yu Wenche very uncomfortable. "There's nothing good about mine." He turned over the cuffs, where the squirrel fur trim was worn out over the years, and the fur was almost worn out. "It's been worn for a long time, and it's old and dirty. I'll make you a new one. The country's envoys will come to Beijing in a few days, and there are excellent Pulu in the tribute list. Or do you like satin? Silk?"

"But, I like cloth." Chen Wangzhi showed a slightly confused expression, "No, I remembered, I shouldn't ask you for things."

"Huh?" Yu Wenche was picking at the bare squirrel skin with his fingers, "Why should it be wrong?"

"You are the king." Chen Wangzhi muttered, "I forgot again... I can't remember, I forgot again." Saying a word, smacking his forehead, Yu Wenche thought it was funny, and quickly grabbed his wrist, " The more you write, the worse your memory becomes. It’s not just an old dress, and it’s not that I’m reluctant to give it to you. I still have new ones. If you like them, I’ll give you one first... Do you like blue ones?” Turning to Cheng Qing, “Go , find a blue one."

"This..." Cheng Qing hesitated, and whispered, "It seems inappropriate."

"What's wrong with the clothes?" Yu Wenche didn't take it seriously, "He likes it, give him new ones."

Cheng Qing opened his mouth, and Dong Qi'er came forward holding Chen Wangzhi's clothes, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty's new clothes are naturally good, but they are only embroidered with dragon patterns. If our Highness wears them, isn't it an arrogance."

Yu Wenche suddenly realized.People in Xiliang, regardless of their gender, old or young, wear round-neck gowns, no distinction is made between high and low.In summer they wear single gowns, in spring and autumn they wear jackets, in winter the rich wear leather gowns, and the poor wear cotton gowns.After Yu Wenche proclaimed himself emperor, he still liked to wear this kind of narrow-sleeved gown, which was convenient and comfortable. Shen Changping and other courtiers of the previous Qi persuaded him for a long time before he wore a jade pendant around his waist, and the clothes were embroidered with dragon patterns.In fact, he didn't care much in his heart, Chen Wangzhi just wore clothes in the palace, so he couldn't get in the way.But seeing Cheng Qing and other palace servants looking trembling, he said, "In that case, my old one is not embroidered, so let him wear it, and you can bring something else." He untied the belt and took off the robe Next, hand it to Chen Wangzhi, "here, here you are."

Chen Wangzhi waved his hands again and again, "I can't ask for it."

"Give it to you, I'll wear something else." Yu Wenche said again, "Do you want this belt?"

Chen Wangzhi's eyes wandered, looking at the robe for a while, and the jade inlaid on the belt for a while, secretly glanced at Dong Qi'er from the corner of his eyes, then turned his eyes back, and stayed on Yu Wenche's face for a moment, looking like a child who wanted candy. "I'll teach you how to wear it." Yu Wenche pretended not to know, shook off the robe, and said with a smile, "Dong Qi'er and the others are all Qi people, so they don't know how to wear this robe. I'll teach you."

Chen Wangzhi secretly looked at Dong Qier again, "This is not good."

"What's wrong? Come on." Yu Wenche supported his shoulders, letting Chen Wangzhi slowly stretch his arms into his sleeves, exposing his head, then stood up and stretched the hem of his robe, and wrapped his waist around the waist belt. Circle, "You are too thin, you need to eat more."

"I ate." Chen Wangzhi looked left and right, couldn't hide his excitement, and grabbed the belt with his hands, "It's big."

When Yu Wenche finished his proton career and left Qi country to see him for the last time, he was about half a head taller than Chen Wangzhi.Chen Wangzhi is thin and thin, he is a general and prince, but he is more like a literati.After walking back and forth for a few steps, Cheng Qing presented another round-neck gown, and Yu Wenche put it on by himself. He indulged himself to the end and didn't even wear a belt, saying to Chen Wangzhi, "Yue Nu, I'll make you a new one... What color do you want?"

Chen Wangzhi rubbed the circle of squirrel fur with the hem of his robe, without raising his head, "Everything is fine."

Yu Wenche asked, "How about blue?"

Chen Wangzhi said, "I want black."

"Black?" Yu Wenche was taken aback, "Don't you like blue?"

"Blue?" Chen Wangzhi opened the small bags hanging on the belt, inspected them one by one, and took out a few copper coins, "Do I like blue?"

"When I saw you before, you often wore lake blue." Yu Wenche said with emotion, "Forget it, if you like black, just do black."

People in Xiliang respect black, and they must wear black at weddings and funerals.After lunch, Yu Wenche asked Cheng Qing to recruit the steward of the clothing store to the east wing of the Tai Chi Hall, and ordered him to make black round-neck robes.He didn't know much about silk and other fabrics, "Use the best one." He also urged, "Use black fox fur for the trim. Then make a white one with white fox fur trim."

Guan Shi said, "The size..."

Unless Zhang Shicheng was taking his pulse, Yu Wenche didn't want others to touch Chen Wangzhi the rest of the time, so he said, "It's smaller than mine."

The steward was sweating profusely, "Small, what is—"

Yu Wenche was displeased, "Smaller is smaller." But he also knew that clothes must be measured, so he said discouragedly, "How about..."

Cheng Qing came up with an idea, "I think it's better to ask Li Guanshi to measure the figure of General Xiao Xie? It seems that the difference is not much."

Brother Xie Yuan is thin and thin, very similar to Chen Wangzhi.Xie Lun was on duty today, Yu Wenche heaved a sigh of relief, then Manager Li wiped off the sweat from his brow, and took the order to come out.Before his feet had stepped over the threshold, Yu Wenche suddenly remembered something, called him to stop, and asked, "My clothes are embroidered with dragons, so let's also embroider some patterns on these new ones."

The steward said, "Embroidery pattern, embroidered flowers or pine cranes? It's almost Chinese New Year, let's make a fortune."

Yu Wenche said, "Songhe prolongs the year, it's good, but I think it's better to embroider the phoenix pattern."

"Phoenix patterns?" Li Guanshi was taken aback, "However, Your Majesty has not—"

"If I tell you to embroider, you can embroider." Yu Wenche waved his hand, "Go down."

Li Guanshi retreated tremblingly, Yu Wenche grabbed the paperweight and turned it upside down in his hand, and asked Cheng Qing, "Is there a music class in the palace?"

Cheng Qing said, "Yes."

Yu Wenche said, "Ask if any of them can play the flute? Bring them here, I have something to ask."

After more than an hour, when he returned to the Longevity Palace, Chen Wangzhi had already written four words. "That's right," Yu Wenche encouraged, "The word 'for' is written with a special charm."

Chen Wangzhi flexed his wrist and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, "Today I have a little strength in my hand."

"It will take time to recover, and it can't be done overnight." Yu Wenche picked up the tea he put on the desk and took a sip, "Cheng Qing told me that there are jade bowls and cups in the library, and I asked him to find them. You use that to make tea."

Chen Wangzhi said, "You are so kind to me, I am reluctant to leave."

"Go?" Yu Wenche put down his glass, "Where are you going?"

"I'm sick now. You take me in the palace. When I recover, I won't be able to stay here." Chen Wangzhi picked up a pen and drew a slanted horizontal line on the paper. Complete, I will do things for you. I used to do things for you, so I will fight for you and repay you in this way, do you think it is okay?"