Red Dust and Sand Sculpture

For those who live in the mansion, the old man is the sky above their heads that cannot be lifted.Her voice and status far surpassed that of the current governor.

There is a saying among the people: You can not be loved by your wife, but you must be loved by her parents.

After all, unless you really meet an infatuated kind, even if you are favored again, you will inevitably usher in a day when you will be run over by newcomers.

The spring rain was pouring outside the window, Li Xiangfu looked at the scenery outside through the half-opened gap, and saw someone in the distance walking to another garden in the heavy rain, followed by a boy carrying a food box.

Playfully stretching his fingers out of the window, through the splashing rain, Li Xiangfu smiled and said, "How many sets of clothes did my 'good daddy' change today?"

In the empty room, there was no one else but him.

But Li Xiangfu seemed to have heard someone's answer, and said with a smile: "Three sets in one morning, he really has it."

System: "The first set is Zhenghong, to show off to the side husband, the second set is light purple, to seek favor from the Fujun, and now it is Yuebai, so it must be to show filial piety to the old Fujun."

Li Xiangfu sighed quietly: "I feel sorry for him from the bottom of my heart."

Poor and hateful.

He said and stood up, "But there's no way, he doesn't feel sorry for himself, mutilating the heirs of the mansion and oppressing others, if he doesn't fight back, he can only wait to be chopped to death on the cutting board."

Li Xiangfu had personally seen the scene where the husband dealt with the people in the house, a servant was almost beaten to death, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Even the room I live in now looks good on the surface, but in fact it can't see the light and is very cold.

The size of the room is limited, and the opposite of Li Xiangfu is the bronze mirror.In the somewhat distorted image, it is not difficult to see the delicacy of the facial features.

"Am I born too good-looking?"

I didn't feel it when I killed Matt before, but now I realize that he is very suitable for long hair.

system:"……"

At noon, when the rain eased a little, someone knocked on the door, and a young servant came in.

Li Xiangfu stretched out a finger, lifted a corner of the clothes in the tray to look, and asked: "Did Daddy send someone?"

The boy nodded: "The day after tomorrow is a flower viewing feast, which is specially made for you."

Li Xiangfu responded with a smile.

"The peonies on it are embroidered by the master himself." The servant made a special confession.

Li Xiangfu responded perfunctorily as if he didn't hear it, and his eyes and mind were all on his clothes.

Before leaving, the boy looked back and saw the undisguised happiness in Li Xiangfu's eyes, wishing he could just put his clothes on, so he left satisfied.

After confirming that the person left, Li Xiangfu's smile gradually faded: "It is the most fashionable Liuyun shirt at the moment, and the embroidery also took a lot of thought."

After the rain, the sky is clear, and through the meager sunlight, you can see the jumping luster. You can imagine how radiant it will be under the real sunlight.

The system dislikes it: "There is nothing to be courteous about."

Li Xiangfu's biological father died early, and he was under the care of his husband in name.

This kind of thing is very common in the mansion.

If it was just born and taken away for adoption, there might still be some friendship, but at that time Li Xiangfu was already old enough to remember, and the husband had already had a child of his own.

In addition, he was born well since he was a child, and his husband has spared no effort to suppress him these years.

System: "This man has no good intentions. He wants to make the host famous, arouse the jealousy of others, and finally become a target of public criticism."

Li Xiangfu did not express his attitude.

The system tentatively asked: "I'm not right?"

Li Xiangfu: "What you're talking about is just low-level needs. He's planning for a rainy day."

·

The one who came to deliver the clothes today is my husband's personal servant.

The big and small affairs of the huge mansion are all handled by the husband, and his status can be imagined.The people around him followed suit, and the treatment of his personal servants was sometimes better than that of many unfavored children.

"Is something delivered?"

The boy nodded.

"How did he react?"

The boy said truthfully, "Don't mention how happy you are."

Zhengfu smiled coldly and said meaningfully: "Just be happy."

"Daddy." A voice came from a distance, and the boy who ran in was full of displeasure, "I heard from the people in the embroidery workshop that you ordered a Liuyun shirt for that little fox."

"Yelling, do you still look like a boy?" Zhengfu's face darkened, and the boy didn't dare to do it again.

Seeing this, the servant finished serving tea and left.

With no one else around, the boy naturally got close to his father, bit his lips and said, "I just can't get angry."

Now Liuyun shirt is the most famous in Wangdu, who doesn't want to have one?

The young man's name is Li Luoshu, and he is the son of the husband.

The husband sat down slowly, and said in a calm manner: "You are not young, why do you only have this vision?"

Li Luoshu was puzzled.

The husband was helpless: "Why do you think I asked someone to give him that dress?"

"It's because of..." Li Luoshu said in a low voice, "Don't be angry if I tell you."

Zhengfu: "Say."

"In order to show your magnanimity and virtuousness, so as not to lose the reputation of treating your children harshly." Li Luoshu was extremely reluctant: "But Li Xiangfu must be dazzling in wearing a cloud shirt, and it is not worth it at all."

"stupid!"

The husband scolded him. After all, he was his own son. After scolding, he explained: "It's like the weather. When you see a cloudy day, you should know how to hold an umbrella. Xiaojiu is very good, and he will easily overwhelm you in the future."

Li Luoshu quickly said: "We can design to destroy his appearance."

"How can it be that easy?" The husband glared at him: "The old man is not blind, he just doesn't want to take care of many things. There will still be outstanding bastards in the mansion in the future, and we can't destroy them all."

"...Marrying a husband and marrying a virtuous person, let Li Xiang show off the limelight now, and when you are about to reach the age of discussing marriage, arrange some things casually, let you pretend to be veiled for your father, and help the poor. Once you come and go, you will have a good reputation." gone."

Li Luoshu frowned: "Will anyone believe the endless arrangement?"

"As long as he's beautiful enough to be in the limelight," Zheng Fu is very sure, "Most of the people in this world will believe him."

Li Luoshu gradually understood: "Some people who are not as beautiful as him are easy to speak for me, for example, no matter how beautiful or virtuous they are, it doesn't matter."

Zhengfu: "At least I still have some brains."

Li Luoshu: "My child understands, I will dress up for the flower viewing party the day after tomorrow, and strive to achieve perfection in etiquette."

Zhengfu nodded in relief.

……

In the anticipation of countless people, the flower viewing feast was held as scheduled.

Li Xiangfu got up early in the morning to freshen up.

The Liuyun shirt was hung up a few days ago to avoid wrinkles.

System: "The host really wants to wear this outfit?"

"You didn't listen to the boy, but my good father embroidered it with his own hands." Li Xiangfu covered his lips with his hands lazily, yawned and said, "If you don't wear it, you are ignoring the wishes of your elders."

Even if it is accidentally broken as an excuse, it will be used to make a big fuss.

"Can he have this embroiderer?" The system suddenly felt that his IQ had been insulted: "If you say it's broken, it's just a layer of lace."

Li Xiangfu smiled and said nothing. He went behind the screen and changed his clothes. There was no full-length mirror here. He rolled up his sleeves a little and asked the system: "How?"

The system temporarily materialized and stood opposite, and adapted a famous sentence to make a pertinent comment: "You wave your sleeves and take all the clouds away."

"..."

"That's quite a compliment."

The system is telling the truth, the Liuyun shirt itself is elegant, and Li Xiangfu is not yet old enough to tie his hair.The whole person is like a misty cloud, feeling like it will fly away at any moment.

There were footsteps outside, and the system disappeared again.

"Master, the carriage is ready."

Li Xiangfu didn't delay much, and stepped out.

On the carriage, someone kept reminding him.

"The people who come to the flower viewing banquet are all people of status, so you must not lose your dignity."

Only those who have reached the age of 13 can participate in the flower viewing banquet. Many of the elder brothers above Li Xiangfu are already married.

So there were only two carriages in total, Li Xiangfu and another unfavored young man sat in the same one, and the old man sent people to follow in advance, always telling them to behave.

The other boy purposely sat aside and scolded him for dressing up as a vixen.

The carriage slowly stopped outside the Duke's Mansion, and it was Wu Wu, the son of the Duke's Mansion, who held the flower viewing banquet today.

Different dynasties and different dynasties have different situations. The Duke's Mansion here sounds powerful, but in fact it doesn't have much real power, so it occasionally holds a banquet to contact other princes and nobles.

Some people have already come to the garden, holding a book of poetry and talking.

As soon as Li Xiangfu appeared, their communication immediately weakened a lot, and there was already a trace of inexplicable hostility in the eyes of several people.

Zhengfu couldn't fail to see the thoughts of these young people, and was very satisfied with the current situation.

Li Xiangfu seems to be afraid that everyone's eyes will not be on him, and from time to time he reaches for the flowers on the branches, but in fact he wants to show the patterns on the cloud sleeves.

A systematic voice came from my mind: "You want to divert their attention to the clothes, is it useful?"

Li Xiangfu's voice was inaudible: "The tragedy of the seller's show and the buyer's show has not disappeared even after thousands of years."

Many teenagers who come here are young, and their minds are relatively simple. They think that having the same style can have the same effect, and silently wrote down the style and details of the clothes.

Where there is jealousy, there is appreciation. Wu Wu, the son of the Duke's Mansion, is open-minded and praised from the bottom of his heart.

"This dress is unique." Li Xiangfu showed off.

The faces of the people around froze slightly, smelling a hint of embarrassment, thinking that he was too arrogant.

Wu Wu didn't care, and asked why.

Li Xiangfu: "The flowers on the clothes were embroidered for me by my father."

As he said that, he looked at Zhengfu with admiration on his face, and an ominous premonition rose in the latter's heart.

"On the day I received the clothes, I had a magical dream." Li Xiangfu's eyes were blurred: "In the dream, a literati traveling far away was reciting poems."

"Oh?" Wu Wu asked curiously, "Do you still remember what poem it is?"

Li Xiangfu: "The thread in the hands of the loving father, the clothes on the wandering son..."

Women's respect for the country does not prohibit men from enrolling in school, but instead classifies men's literacy and reading rules as a kind of talent.

As Li Xiangfu read the last few sentences, most people, including Wu Wu, were instantly shocked by the scene described in the poem.

No one doubted the authenticity of Li Xiangfu's words. Firstly, this poem was indeed unheard of. If it came out, it should have been widely circulated; secondly, Li Xiangfu did not say that he wrote such a good poem, which shows that he did not make it up for the sake of publicity.

A teenager raised an objection: "But this poem describes a person who is about to travel far away. Why does it resonate with him?"

Li Xiangfu had a deep expression on his face: "Father's love is like a mountain! The shock it brings is the same."

He looked at his husband: "After waking up from the dream, I wanted to give this poem to you, it was called "To My Father". After thinking about it, I didn't get the consent of the person in the dream, so I had to give up."

Zhengfu: "..." For your whole family.

People living under the feudal system, they believe in gods and Buddha, they don't even care about the appearance of the beginning, the topic completely revolves around the poems.

Li Xiangfu used almost all the words he could think of to praise Zhengfu, but he focused on the clothes and embroidery work of the other party.

"I can have that miraculous dream, all thanks to my father's superb embroidery skills."

The husband finally realized what was wrong, and it was too late to save it. Li Xiangfu's storytelling skills were top-notch. If it wasn't for the fact that the two of them had no father-son relationship at all, even the husband would have believed in this ghost logic.

In the end, most of the people who participated in the flower viewing banquet recognized the truth that as long as they wear the clothes embroidered by Zhengfu, they can get blessings.

After the flower viewing feast, the story quickly spread.

Not only the husband's friend, but even the Fu Jun hinted that he wanted to have a piece of clothes he sewed by himself.

……

"My straight daughter's mother even gave him a few pieces of fabric."

The day after the flower viewing banquet happened to be the husband's birthday, not to mention the husband, even Li Xiangfu was stunned when he saw the gift.

System: "The host is not afraid of revenge?"

"Revenge?" Li Xiangfu said with a smile: "There are rumors outside that he is a loving father. Such rumors are beneficial and harmless to the mansion. The old man will never tolerate him molesting me at this juncture."

If something goes wrong in the middle, it will ruin the reputation of the whole government.

As for the old man, no one in this mansion has any careful thoughts. This thought can be seen through, and the other party will feel that they are in control.

However, it is beneficial to the mansion, and the old man is always happy to see it succeed.

Li Xiangfu hung the Liuyun shirt on the hanger, lightly dusted off the dust, and said with a half-smile, "I have to offer this clothes."

Back then, Zhengfu said that he embroidered flowers by himself, so I naturally wanted to give him a stage to showcase his talents.

System: "According to the length of the piece of cloth yesterday, it is estimated that there will be busy work in the past few months."

"That's not it," Li Xiangfu said, "I heard that there are friends in his boudoir before he got married, and they want to buy one for their children."

"...If this continues, his clothing business will probably develop to the point where he can make reservations."

It rained heavily after dusk, which was different from the rainy day when he received the Liuyun shirt. This time Li Xiangfu was finally able to sleep peacefully.

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