In an embroidery room in a small town in Luancheng, the State of Chen, the embroidery women were working.
In the afternoon, a ray of sunshine came through the window and splashed on the embroidery frame. A young embroidering lady was embroidering a peony flower attentively.
While embroidering, a pattern of embroidery was thrown in front of the woman with a sound of "Pa".
"This is the shopkeeper of West Street Wang. It needs to be embroidered before the 15th Five Year Plan. Their family needs it urgently!"
The woman said softly, "Mama Zhao, my job is also very urgent. I've been in a hurry for three days and haven't had a rest. I'm afraid I can't finish it before the 15th Five Year Plan."
Mammy Zhao hummed: "Who cares about you? Who is not busy in the embroidery room recently? Do it quickly when you are asked to do it. If you can't finish it, you will be delayed. Shopkeeper Wang will blame you and be careful!"
The woman sighed, took the embroidery sample, folded it and put it aside.
A contemptuous voice came from the side: "We have to work on conditions. Do you want to eat?"
"Just because she can't finish her work, we haven't slept for several days. We haven't gone out for several days, and we don't know what happened outside."
The woman bowed her head and did not speak. She was embroidering her work with concentration.
Mammy Zhao's voice said, "Hey, who are you? I have a job to book to find shopkeeper Li at the front desk. The backyard is full of Xiuniang. Why are you rushing in like a fly without a head?"
"We are looking for someone, get out!" A magnetic voice came. The woman's hand stopped in mid air.
Those who broke into the back yard of the Embroidery Room were three men, dressed in black mourning clothes. One was over 50 years old, with gentle eyebrows and long whiskers, and a slightly fat figure; One is in his thirties, with a strong figure and a high cold self prestige; One was over twenty years old, with a clear face and a tall body.
Mammy Zhao's sharp voice said, "Who are you looking for? The backyard is full of women, and you big men......"
Before the words were heard, the tall man pushed Mammy Zhao aside.
The short fat man walked up to the half stunned woman, smiled and said, "Long time no see."
The woman did not look up and her hands trembled slightly. When the embroidery needle pricked her finger, she felt pain and the embroidery sample fell on the ground.
The tall man said coldly, "I haven't seen him for three years. The Taifu even forgot the basic rules?"
"Tai Fu?" The embroidering women all around threw surprise glances at Yu Ruyan.
The woman looked up and saw three people staring at her. The tall man frowned slightly and asked, "Tai Fu, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?"
"My daughter has seen Loyal Uncle, General Yang, and Lord Xiao." The woman stood up and bowed, looked at the three people, and asked, "This is..."
The three men in front of us are Zhao Xuanfang, the old loyal uncle of the State of Chen, Yang Chuting, the tall general of the State of Chen Guozheng's second grade auxiliary army, and Xiao Feiqing, the minister of the State of Chen's household, with a delicate face.
"Don't be too polite, please get up quickly." Zhao Xuanfang said with a smile, "In our eyes, you are still the Taifu of the State of Chen."
When the words "Chen Guotai Fu" came out, the embroidery room suddenly quietly dropped a needle.
It's her!
The ordinary Xiuniang in front of me was the woman who made a sensation in the court and other countries.
Yu Ruyan, the crown prince of the State of Chen, is the only female official in all countries.
When he was ten years old, his family broke down and died. When he met Emperor Wen of Chen who was on patrol in disguise, he adopted him in the palace. She was gifted and intelligent, and became the accompanying reader of the prince.
At the age of 13, Wen Dili was elected as the Prince Shaofu.
At the age of 15, he was awarded the title of prince and daughter-in-law, ranking first among the three princes. It caused quite a stir in the court of the State of Chen and other countries at that time. It is said that on the day when she was granted the title of Taifu, she wore the women's court dress specially made for her and walked into the hall slowly, which was amazing.
At the age of 17, he was avenged. He was tired of the imperial court struggle and retired to the brothel.
Xiao Feiqing took out a set of mourning clothes from behind, handed them to Yu Ruyan, and sobbed: "Taifu, put them on."
Tears suddenly burst into her eyes, and Yu Ruyan took the mourning clothes trembling. Her throat seemed to be choked, and she could not make any sound for a long time.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Emperor Wen of the State of Chen died suddenly due to a sudden illness, and the whole country mourned. During the reign of Emperor Wen, the power of the State of Chen grew from strength to strength, and gradually rose among the various countries, with a faint tendency to compete with the strongest State of Chu today.
The notice of Emperor Wen's death has gradually spread throughout the country. The town is remote, and Yu Ruyan seldom goes out. Recently, she has been doing embroidery all day without talking to others. I still don't know about the death of Emperor Wen.
Until I really saw all this.
"The first emperor, the first emperor..." Yu Ruyan knelt on the ground with her mourning clothes in her hands and wept bitterly.
Xiao Feiqing stepped forward, lifted up Yu Ruyan, and said sadly, "The deceased has passed away. Please mourn."
"Did Taifu just know?" Yang Chuting asked coldly.
Yu Ruyan did not answer, but cried bitterly. Emperor Wen was so grateful that he had to wear mourning clothes for him before he could repay him.
Zhao Xuanfang sighed, "Taifu should take care of his health. Now is not the time to grieve."
Xiao Feiqing said softly, "Tai Fu, we really have to come to you. Let's go, we...... Have something to discuss with you."
Yu Ruyan cried and asked, "When did the Emperor... leave?"
Xiao Feiqing wiped her tears gently and sighed: "On the evening of the third day of the junior year, a sudden illness occurred and she died in the early morning of the fourth day of the junior year."
"The first emperor..." Yu Ruyan began to cry bitterly.
Yang Chuting came forward, picked up Yu Ruyan and said, "Come with us without delay."
"Lighten up!" Xiao Feiqing pushed Yang Chuting's hand away and frowned. "Tai Fu is a woman. How can you be so rude?"
Yang Chuting gave him a cold glance and said, "Now is not the time for her to cry. Let's hurry to the road. We should cry on the road before we cry."
Yu Ruyan wiped the tears from her face and said, "I'll go and pack up some things. All the adults should wait for me in front of the Embroidery Room."
Xiao Feiqing nodded and said, "Taifu, let's go out and wait for you."
After the three went out, Yu Ruyan walked to her room with her mourning clothes in her hands. Strangely, the busy Xiuniang, the handyman and the apprentices who had gathered around to watch the scene seemed to have made an appointment and consciously made way for her.
Yu Ruyan is not in the mood to take care of them. She takes her mourning clothes back to the house and dresses up. She simply gathers the necessary things and turns out of the room.
When I opened the door, I saw all the people of the Embroidery Room looking at her at the door. When they saw her coming out, they were frightened to retreat.
"Tai... Tai Fu," said the innkeeper Li of the embroidery shop, trembling.
Mammy Zhao cried out in fright, "plop" and knelt down on the ground, crying, "I deserve it, I deserve it, I don't know what's going on, I ran into Lord Taifu, please forgive me!"
Yu Ruyan swayed slightly, looked at the frightened people in front of her, and whispered, "From now on, I am not Xiuniang Yu, but Yu Ruyan, the grand fu of the State of Chen. Take care, everyone. I'm leaving..."
Just after the words, two black shadows flashed through the air, and a palm cut behind Yu Ruyan's neck.
Yu Ruyan only felt a pang of pain, then she blacked out and fainted.
When I woke up again, it was already dark. Yu Ruyan slowly opened her eyes and saw a deserted temple in front of her. Several people were dressed in black, their backs facing themselves.
"Who are you?" Yu Ruyan struggled to get up and asked hoarsely.
Two of them turned and smiled at her.
Yu Ruyan frowned and asked, "Wu Ruyu?"
A woman in black smiled like a flower, and her red lips said, "It's me. Taifu, how are you?"
The man in black next to her also turned around, looked at her and said with a smile, "Tai Fu, long time no see."
"Murong Jiu, what do you want to do?" Yu Ruyan asked angrily.
The man in front of him is Murong Jiu, the minister of the official department of the State of Chen. The woman beside him, who is called "Wu Ruoyu", is his sworn sister and lover, and is also the daughter of Wu Qingyun, the leader of the Hell Mountain Sect in the Jianghu.
Murong Jiuxie smiled, walked up to Yu Ruyan, raised her chin, and said softly, "The Taifu is in mourning clothes, and must have known about the death of the late emperor, right? We didn't mean to pick up the Taifu, but we wanted to talk about a deal with you."
Hearing the word "death", Yu Ruyan was inevitably sad, and tears filled her eyes.
Wu Ruoyu was dissatisfied with Murong Jiu's closeness to Yu Ruyan, and said sarcastically, "They have become bereaved dogs, and they are still pretending to be virtuous."
"What do you mean?" Yu Ruyan asked with a frown.
Murong Jiu smiled and said, "Now there are two roads in front of Taifu, one is the broad road, the other is the yellow spring road. It depends on how Taifu chooses."
Yu Ruyan pushed Murong Jiu's frivolous hand away in disgust and said in a cold voice, "If you have something to say, just say it."
Murong Jiu smiled and nodded: "Well, I like cool people. Tai Fu, the former emperor died, and the country cannot be without a king for a day. Who should sit on the throne?"
Yu Ruyan sneered and said, "Before the emperor, there was a prince. The prince ascended the throne. It's natural. What do you mean?"
Murong Jiu said with a smile, "We can guarantee that Taifu will be rich and prosperous for the rest of his life, as long as he can give us what we want."
