Qing Dynasty: The Imperial Concubine is Pregnant Again

The Forbidden City welcomed the New Year again.

Jinxiu Pavilion has been in business for several years now, and most of its branches have been opened all over the country. When winter comes, the streets are filled with down jackets that are out of place in this dynasty.

Being light and warm has always been the main purpose of Jinxiu Pavilion. This year, it even launched the concept of a fashion show, which caused a sensation in this era.

For a time, the flow of people in the capital increased a lot, and models selected by Jinxiu Pavilion from all over the country were ready to come and participate.

"Miss, Miss, you are not feeling well, so you'd better not go out for a walk!"

A little maidservant tried to persuade the woman earnestly, but the woman in front obviously didn't listen and was curiously walking around the streets of the capital.

Looking at the people around her wearing down jackets, she couldn't help but feel curious:

"Xiao Yuan, what are they wearing? Why haven't I seen them in Huaiyuan?"

There is no Jinxiu Pavilion in Huaiyuan County, and people there still wear traditional thick clothes. Moreover, she rarely goes out of the mansion, so she has no idea about the changes outside.

"Miss, I don't know either. You know, I have always been by your side and have never left Huaiyuan."

The maid named Xiaoyuan was also a little confused. The young lady she was talking about was now wearing a fox fur cloak, with her hair half-tied up in a simple bun, and still looked cute like a young girl.

"Really? After my father handed in his retirement, he brought us all to the capital, but he didn't tell me that the capital is so fun. Come on, Xiaoyuan, let's go to Jinxiu Pavilion too!"

The girl was no more than twelve or thirteen years old, but one could glimpse the stunning face she would have in the future. However, her smiling face was a little pale, which made her even more pitiful.

"Miss, if you don't go back, the master will be angry."

The girl in front ignored the maid's persuasion and came into the Jinxiu Pavilion shop with a curious look on her face. She looked at the wooden mannequin racks filled with a variety of clothes, all of which were wearing new styles of cotton coats and down jackets.

"Xiao Yuan, this is so beautiful. Shopkeeper, please wrap it up for me."

Nian Qihuan looked at Xiaoyuan's dazed expression and chuckled. At this moment, she also looked like a lady from a noble family.

"Miss, let's go back after we buy it. Even if the old master doesn't care, the young master will blame us."

Xiao Yuan's voice was buzzing, and Nian Qihua quickly gestured for her to take the box handed over by the shopkeeper, paid for it, and turned around to leave Jinxiu Pavilion.

inside of.

Yinzhen and Yinxiang were in the inner room, both of them looked at Nian Qihua's departing back with some scrutiny.

"Fourth brother, the girl just now looked familiar. She was somewhat similar to Nian Gengyao."

Yinxiang held a cup of tea in his hand, took a sip, and glanced at Yinzhen next to him, feeling a little envious.

Yinzhen's eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He looked at Yinxiang and said, "Thirteen, it seems that we can move forward with our plan."

As he said this, his eyes were fixed on Yinxiang, with an ambition in his eyes that he had not even noticed.

"Yes, Thirteen will support it."

What happened that day was just a minor incident and did not cause any trouble.

The fact that the capital was holding a grand fashion show naturally could not be concealed from the royal family. However, after several years of cooperation with Jinxiu Pavilion, the royal family still did not obtain the production method of the raw materials.

They had to rely on this cooperation to obtain gold and silver to enrich the national treasury, so naturally they turned a blind eye. Some people even dressed up in disguise and occupied the box to watch.

This event was personally initiated by Tong Nuanyan. She was responsible for issuing orders, while Bionic Man No. 1 of Jinxiu Pavilion was in charge of organizing matters.

Today, this venue for holding fashion shows was also purchased and renovated by No. 1 with great effort.

The overall shape is circular, with a long wooden platform in the middle used for fashion shows, surrounded by a circle of buildings. There are neatly arranged seats on both sides of the first and second floors, and private rooms, boxes, VIP viewing stands, etc. in the front.

It was modeled after the concert venues of later generations and took more than half a year to completely renovate.

Soon, on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, which was also the day of the Little New Year, Jinxiu Pavilion's fashion week began.

Many people who were invited or bought tickets from outside entered the venue in an orderly manner.

Without exception, everyone was shocked, whether they bought the longest distance or spent a lot of money to buy a private room.

No one has ever seen such a venue. Every corner is full of novelty and makes people curious.

In a private room not open to the public, Tong Nuanyan, wearing a black veil, sat on a black leather sofa, with two handsome men with blond hair and blue eyes standing beside her.

"Master, everything is ready."

"Master, such an advanced activity is bound to leave traces in this space and time."

The first one to speak was Advanced Bionic Man No. 1, who had a calmer personality and was the main person in charge of this activity.

The person who answered next is number two, who is not very stable in character and is more suitable for supporting roles.

When Tong Nuanyan was in the mansion, she arranged for Xia Xi to change into her own appearance so that she could come out and do her own thing.

"Of course, that's exactly what I want."

I believe that after this period, those princes will try every means to get Jinxiu Pavilion to support them so that they can use this power to ascend the throne.

In the evening, as the lights in the venue were turned on to illuminate the entire night, the entire venue became lively again, and the orchestra on the side also quickly started playing music.

Amid the sound of stringed instruments, Number One acted as the introducer and narrator. Models came on stage one by one, and he introduced the clothes on the models one by one.

A private room.

"Second brother, thanks to you, otherwise we would have to spend a lot of money to go to the box!"

Yin?’s voice sounded carefree, and then he sat in his seat and watched the fashion show below intently.

"Fourth brother, what do you think of Jinxiu Pavilion holding this event?"

The prince who was sitting in the center spoke softly, picked up the tea from the coffee table beside him and took a sip.

"My second brother doesn't even know about the cooperation with Jinxiu Pavilion, so my younger brother doesn't know either."

Yinzhen always had a blank expression on his face, but he was still somewhat gentle when facing the crown prince. If you didn't pay attention, you would think there was no difference.

"That's not true, Fourth Brother. I remember Fourth Brother was the first one to be in charge of Jinxiu Pavilion. Logically, Fourth Brother should know something or two."

The Eighth Prince has a smile on his face, like a smiling tiger, looking ahead, as if he is wondering, as if he has dug a pit waiting for you to jump in.

"Eighth brother, my fourth brother and I only found out about it these few days. It's not as magical as you say. The emperor has been investigating Jinxiu Pavilion for so many years and still hasn't found out. How can we be so capable?"

Thirteenth Prince quickly came out to smooth things over and brought out Kangxi to crush everyone's retreat.

"Second brother, fourth brother, eighth brother, I don't know if you noticed that when we came up, there was a private room at the back. The waiter said it was not open to the public. Could it be..."

Jiu Beizi always liked to stab people in the back. He was the first one to notice that something was wrong with the room. Before he finished speaking, the others understood what he meant.

It is not open to the public, which means it belongs exclusively to the owner or the young master!

small theater:

One day, Yinzhen found a black veil in Tong Nuanyan's room: "Yanyan, don't you love me? You didn't even tell me!?"

Tong Nuanyan was questioned before she could react to her vest being exposed: "Nonsense, you love me so much, why don't you believe me?"