After being divorced for three years, the bad husband brought his son to ask for forgiveness

Chapter 42: I am the owner of Chaojinfang
Yan Chaonian's return to Beijing threw Old Lady Jiang off guard. She had originally been pretending to be sick in order to use this opportunity to control Jia Ruzhen, but now she was really ill.

Yan Chaonian, who was still being insulted by her even when he was sick, brought Xiao Xun'er into the palace at this time. The Queen summoned all the female relatives who came to Beijing this time. She said that she wanted to talk to them, but in Yan Chaonian's opinion, she just wanted to see if all the hostages were present.

The spring sky was clear and bright, the sky was blue, and the flowers in the imperial garden were in full bloom, with a pleasant fragrance. The queen sat at the head of the table kindly, "Generals are most worried about their families when they go to war. I ordered you to come here so that the generals in the front have no worries. You can move around the capital freely without any restrictions. If you encounter any problems that cannot be solved, you can seek help from the court."

Everyone was grateful, and many people saw this as a good thing. When men went to war, the widows and orphans at home had a hard time. If they came to the capital, they would at least be taken care of by the court and not be bullied.

There were also some half-grown boys and girls who came with them, and they were all standing properly. Little Xun'er looked around curiously with his big black eyes, babbling from time to time.

"Which one is General Yuan's son?"

Yan Chaonian stood up and asked Shuiyun to hold the little guy up, and said to the queen: "Your Majesty, our son Yuan Xun is one year and seven months old."

The queen's gaze fell on Yan Chaonian, the former Madam Jiang and now Madam Yuan. It really shows that life is unpredictable.

"This child is so cute, with beautiful eyes, just like you."

The queen beckoned the little guy to come forward. The little guy looked at the queen and then turned to look at his mother. Encouraged by Yan Chaonian, he walked towards the queen and walked to the queen's side. He put his little hand on the queen's leg, tilted his little head and said with a smile, "It looks good."

The palace attendant beside the queen smiled and bent over to ask, "Did the young master say that the queen is pretty?"

The little guy nodded, "It looks good."

Yan Chaonian said: "The Queen is so beautiful and charming that she is naturally very pretty in the eyes of children."

Children don't lie.

The queen was very happy and rewarded the little guy with a gold necklace with a longevity lock on it. The little guy put it on without saying thank you, but ran to Yan Chaonian with a smile and touched his own necklace, "It looks good."

Yan Chaonian led him to thank the queen and kowtowed. The little boy couldn't kneel at all, and his little body fell to the ground, which made the queen smile. "Don't embarrass him, get up."

"Mrs. Yuan is coming from Chengdu?"

Yan Chaonian said yes, and the queen said, "The two pieces of brocade you sent are gorgeous and elegant, with exquisite craftsmanship, and you are thoughtful."

Yan Chaonian was about to speak when the Empress Dowager came. Her eyes lit up at the sight of her. The Empress Dowager did not look old and was elegant and noble. The clothes she wore were the dark gold-patterned Tonghai satin from Chaojinfang. The two set off each other, and both the Empress Dowager and the clothes looked a step above.

All the people including the Queen stood up again to greet them. The Queen Mother smiled kindly and swept her eyes over everyone. After they sat down, she encouraged them again.

There were two women in the general's mansion who were good at talking and joking, and the scene soon became lively. Yan Chaonian quietly asked Shuiyun to take the little guy aside to play. He was the youngest child present, and who knew if he would jump on the empress dowager's head. She did not try to steal the limelight, but stood in an inconspicuous place and smiled apologetically.

"Who are General Yuan's family members?"

From the fact that both the Empress Dowager and the Queen called her name, Yan Chaonian guessed that Yuan Shen was the commander-in-chief leading the troops this time, and she stepped forward respectfully to pay her respects. The Empress Dowager's eyes immediately fell on the brocade on her body. Today, Yan Chaonian was wearing the same brocade with plum blossoms on branches and flowing water that she had worn at the order fair in February this year. The patterns on the brocade were extremely spiritual in the sunlight.

"The Falling Flowers and Flowing Water brocade of Chengdu is truly one of the best. Madam Yuan's dress looks really good to me."

"Thank you for the compliment, Her Majesty the Queen Mother." Yan Chaonian was a little excited. She was a person who loved brocade. Seeing the brocade she wove made into clothes and worn by the Queen Mother, she felt extremely proud. "The Ruyi Peony Tonghai satin on Her Majesty is extremely luxurious, exquisitely tailored, and the stitches are fine and seamless. The embroiderers in the palace are really talented."

"It seems that Madam Yuan knows a lot about brocade."

The Queen smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you don't know, but this time Madam Yuan came from Rongcheng in the southwest, and today she gave me two pieces of extremely fine brocade. I think she knows a lot about brocade."

"Oh~"

Ever since the Empress Dowager received the brocade presented by the Southwest Brocade Industry Bureau, she has become more fond of Southwest Brocade. "Since the court allowed the people to weave brocade, the Southwest Brocade Industry has flourished. The brocade presented in the past two years has become more and more exquisite. Is Madam Yuan's family also involved in it?"

Yan Chaonian Fuli said, "Your Majesty, my great-grandmother was a weaver in a government-run brocade workshop. Later, the brocade weaving skills were passed down to my grandmother, and then to my mother. It has been passed down for four generations. My maternal grandfather's family runs a brocade workshop in the southwest of Chengdu, called Chaojinfang."

"Before I came to Beijing, I was the owner of Chaojinfang."

"Chaojinfang?"

The Queen Mother recalled that the Brocade Department mentioned this brocade workshop when presenting brocade to the palace. "The brocade I am wearing was made by the Chaojinfang, which won the first prize in the Southwest Brocade Competition this year."

"Could it be from you?"

Yan Chaonian blessed again, "In the future, the brocade that Your Majesty is wearing was indeed made by me. Brocade is difficult to weave, and I only wove this one piece in a year. It will be a great honor for me to be able to wear it on Your Majesty."

"it is good."

The Queen Mother was very happy. "It is really rare that you have this skill. I heard that women in the southwest are doing well?"

Yan Chaonian nodded and said that brocade weaving was well developed in the southwest, with many brocade weaving workshops. Women who knew how to weave brocade could live a good life. "They were respected both in their parents' and husband's families. Skilled weavers could support their families by weaving brocade."

"If there are girls in ordinary families, they can be sent to learn weaving at the age of five or six. Girls live well, but weaving brocade hurts the eyes."

The Queen Mother appreciated it very much and said that it was a blessing for women to have a skill that could make their lives better and that the hard work was worth it.

"You came to the capital, and the current owner of the temple is your mother?"

"Yes, all my abilities were taught by my mother. My mother is more capable than me."

The Queen Mother was even more satisfied with her. "I think your mother is not an ordinary person either. I'd like to meet her when I have a chance."

What Yan Chaonian didn't know was that the empress dowager was extremely concerned about women's livelihoods. It is said that a woman's happiness in life is not up to her own control, and she hopes that all women in this world can be more free.

The so-called freedom means to be in control of your own happiness and to have the ability to support yourself.

In her opinion, all weavers in the southwest are lucky.