But embroidery on dresses is different.

This is a mountain green dress, with a skirt under the coat. It looks simple and elegant, but the patterns are all over it, looming, like the sun is shining and like the stars.

"Very good." Mrs. Zhai praised her repeatedly. She stretched out her hand to hold the dress and looked at it carefully. "Good embroidery work."

The other women also gathered around and nodded.

Mrs. Yang picked up the dress and said with a smile, "It's not time to praise your embroidery work."

Then he asked the maids to come forward and help him put on his clothes.

"Mom, take a closer look."

This seven-star is amazing. A wood carving can make people guess, and a set of embroidery can also make people guess. People in the hall are more interested, and like Mrs. Zhai, their eyes are focused.

Mrs. Yang slowly turned around in the hall, either unfolding her sleeves or hanging them down to show off.

“Looking up close, you can see the intricate patterns.

"Looking from a distance, you can understand the beauty."

"It seems ordinary, but once I see it, I can't take my eyes away, and I don't know what I want to see."

The women commented all over the place, praising how good it looked, but they couldn't say how good it looked, until a female voice chuckled.

"Ah, I have the green mountains and green water all over my body."

Everyone was stunned and looked at the speaker, who was still Miss Xiahou.

Miss Xiahou looked at it intently, and stretched her hand gently in front of her eyes, as if outlining lines: "This is a landscape painting. If I read it correctly, it is similar to the one hanging in my father's study."

She looked at Mrs. Xiahou.

"Mom, that painting was given by Mr. Zhai, right?"

Mrs. Xiahou nodded: "Yes, it belongs to Mr. Zhai."

Although Mr. Zhai had an idle job in the Ministry of Etiquette all his life, he had outstanding painting skills and therefore became close friends with Mr. Xiahou.

Everyone present was busy looking at it, and sure enough, the embroidery outline, the coat like mountains, the underskirt like water, and the white clouds lingering on the shoulders, really brought the green mountains and green waters to the body.

"When I got married, my father specially made a painting for me so that I could relieve my homesickness in other places." Mrs. Yang leaned next to Mrs. Zhai and said, with red eyes. "My father passed away and my mother was in poor health. I have been suffering from pain for many years."

Before I go out again, I just want to embroider this painting on my dress so that my mother will feel like she is in the mountains and rivers when she wears it."

Mrs. Zhai nodded and stroked her shoulder: "Good child, you are interested."

She looked at Qixing aside and stretched out her hand.

Qixing was not restrained and put his hand in Mrs. Zhai's hand again.

"Good boy." Mrs. Zhai held her hand, "good boy, thank you for your skillful hands."

Tears fell like rain as he spoke.
Chapter completed!