I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

  Chapter 362 Clothes are High Politics

  The path in Juyuan, the effect of being walked out of the runway by Ying Zhezhe.

   All eyes are on her, she is the most beautiful girl in the entire chrysanthemum garden, more dazzling than "Peach Blossom Chrysanthemum" and "Jinling Ju".

   When choosing a spokesperson, appearance is one aspect, and aura and temperament are the most important. Ying Zhezhe interpreted this point with a high degree of fit.

  Baicaoshi also stopped the fleece in her hand, and approached slowly.

   "Shishi!" Ying Zhezhe waved to her.

   This is her gratitude to the mastermind behind the scenes.

  She remembered the day when she was brought to Blue Flower Workshop by Baicaoshi.

  When seeing several mannequins in the store, Ying Zhezhe's first reaction was that it was new and he had never seen it before.

   Then she saw her favorite black bird. No, it's not Xuanniao, downgraded, it's Suzaku.

   Suzaku is also not red, but inlaid with cyan.

  color white anthocyanin, like the most beautiful porcelain.

   What shocked her was that the lines of the clothes and the beauty of women were all sewn into the folds of the skirt.

  She frowned coldly, and asked Baicaoshi: "Do you know what you are doing? You are... taking chestnuts from the fire and performing on a wire."

  Baicaoshi smiled, with clear eyes, "Princess, I don't know. If the body and skin are from the parents, then what's wrong with showing it?"

  Ying Zhezhe's hand ran along the shoulders of the cheongsam to his chest, and then to his waist. With a firm grip, all the good things are in this grip. The voice was lazy, "You want me to wear this to the Chrysanthemum Garden?"

   "Yes, this is a stylish shirt I made especially for you." Baicao's voice was firm and full of vigor.

  Ying Zhezhe doesn't understand what fashion means, but she likes the word jersey.

   She likes the game of conquest. "good!"

  Is the cheongsam good, or is it a good jersey?

  Baicaoshi added another sentence, "Princess, I have heard people say that clothing is a performance, clothing is power, clothing is a means, clothing is a kind of clever politics, and politics is a kind of clever clothing."

  Politics is a very demagogic vocabulary.

   As for who said this sentence? Baicaoshi learned it from System Plantago in order to persuade Ying Zhezhe. Psyllium is very helpless, it is artificial intelligence, but it only provides knowledge and information related to herbal medicine, prescriptions, and medicinal diet. Now fashion has crossed the line.

  But Baicao Poetry has its own reasons. "Dear Xiao Che, do you want to see the bluegrass printing and dyeing technology flourish? Do you want to spread the bluegrass culture? Do you want this intangible cultural heritage to decline? Then I have nothing to say. You are too cruel, It's brutal, it's a civilized fault, and the responsibility lies entirely with you."

   Nothing to say, and so much to say? Who can bear such a severe accusation?

  Psyllium is very speechless. "Well, enter Banlan first, and I'll find the information for you."

   "Don't talk about Banlan, I'll find Polygonum indigo, Isatis indigo, Wooden indigo, Horse indigo, and Amaranth for you." Baicaoshi patted her chest and exchanged information about plantain seed.

  In the vast knowledge base, Plantago found the most deceptive sentence.

  When Baicao Poetry was told to Ying Zhezhe, Ying Zhezhe's eyes were extremely bright.

   She is a woman born for politics.

   "Shishi, come in with me, the collection will start soon."

  The noble lady of Yanjing looked at Baicaoshi with strange eyes, didn't she mean the daughter of a merchant? Didn't he say he was here to catch a rich man? Why, just boarded the boat of Princess Xun, and then boarded the chariot of the eldest princess in a blink of an eye?

  People are as light as chrysanthemums, Baicaoshi walked slowly among the chrysanthemum bushes, blessed her body, "Princess, the flowers in the chrysanthemum garden are blooming very well, thank you for inviting me."

   This is a response to the questioning of the ladies just now.

  Ding Xiang trotted over and followed Baicaoshi.

  Ying Zhezhe took Baicaoshi's hand affectionately, and played with the slightly messy hair on her forehead, which was caused by picking chrysanthemums. "You, walk around more often, you can't always stay in Xuwang Mansion and Changle Palace, and take a look at the bustling fun of this Yanjing."

  Everyone took a long breath in unison.

  The entire Yanjing used to avoid King Xu and Prince Xu's mansion, but now, is it possible to talk about it openly? Reminiscent of that shocking rumor, what is the identity of the woman who came from Prince Xu's mansion and entered and exited Changle Palace?

   Baicaoshi narrowed her eyes, a strange feeling flashed across her heart, her beautiful eyes flowed, and her emotions were covered. "I'm just interested in flowers and plants, I don't know other rules, I'm afraid I will cause trouble. Can I pick some chrysanthemums here?"

  I saw so many precious chrysanthemums at the entrance, and I don’t know what else is inside. Baicaoshi wanted to pick chrysanthemums, so she passed the bright road with the eldest princess, so that no blind people would make things difficult for her.

  There are chrysanthemums everywhere in the chrysanthemum garden, and you will lose as soon as the frost is over. Ying Zhezhe is not a person who cherishes flowers, "But it's okay to pick them. Let's go."

  The two walked forward side by side, and Ying Zhezhe introduced her to her.

  In front, the planting of chrysanthemums is ingeniously coordinated with the layout of the garden. There are some pavilions, rockery, small bridges and flowing water. Baicaoshi was in a trance, as if she had returned to Wanzhou.

   "Here, look at that chrysanthemum with white petals and green pedicles. It was a tribute to the royal family in the early days. Emperor Taizong asked him to cultivate it, and this variety was added to the chrysanthemum garden later on."

  Baicaoshi is overjoyed. The world in the sky and her world also have something in common. This kind of chrysanthemum is clearly the Huangshan tribute chrysanthemum in the modern world. It is one of the four famous chrysanthemums in China.

  She sniffed her nose and said, "I smell chrysanthemum tea."

  The excitement was not over yet, her pupils constricted again, and she saw Hangbaiju, who was also one of the four famous chrysanthemums.

  The two kinds of chrysanthemums, which are both medicinal and excellent in drinking, are almost lost in the poetry of Baicao, and this trip is worthwhile.

Ying Zhezhe tapped Baicaoshi's forehead with a very affectionate gesture, "You, you are always very thoughtful about meals and drinks. Well, after you pick them, don't forget to send some to the Queen Mother, she will not be in vain for loving you. However, the Liushang Pavilion is here, let's play for a while before picking."

   Liushang Pavilion is a huge pavilion with a flowing water in the middle of the pavilion. It is most suitable for noble ladies and literati, who compete for literary talents, recite poems and compose Fu. At this time, it is basically overcrowded.

  Suddenly, Baicaoshi felt a threat, and fell on her with malice. She looked around, followed a corner of the red dress in the pavilion, and saw a man like a fire. There was undisguised surlyness and wantonness in his eyes.

  Ying Zhefeng, he is also here. There were noble ladies around who were courting him, but he turned a deaf ear to it and just stared at Baicaoshi fiercely, as if looking at his prey.

  Thinking of all kinds of things in Dongli Villa, Baicaoshi doesn't want to have too many intersections with lunatics.

"Princess, I can't write a single line of poetry, so don't embarrass me." She approached Ying Zhezhe's ear and whispered: "The chrysanthemums here are not only suitable for drinking, but also excellent for making medicinal pillows. When the time comes, give the eldest princess two."

  Will Ying Zhezhe not understand what she means, he only has flowers and plants in his eyes, and he doesn't want to greet these people.

   "Okay, then it's up to you."

   Baicaoshi turned around and left, almost bumping into someone.

   "Sister Huang, this is...?"

   He asked about Baicao Poetry.

  The person who came was Li Wang Yingzhe Li, and he brought the princess to today's Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party.

  (end of this chapter)