In the spring mist of Linchuan, the softness of bird's gold embroidery is entangled with the fierce beauty of crimson blood.
Lin Yun was kneeling on the altar of Wenfeng Pagoda. She was embroidering the twelve rules of the Lin family into peonies with red gold threads - she was a living symbol of gold embroidery, and she was a prison bird entangled in gold threads for half her life.
Until the pine smoke and ink destroyed the embroidery, and Xie Qingyan, the dyer of the blue shirt, hung on the eaves of the tower, and the sweat on her forehead burned on the back of her hand, she unexpectedly saw herself wearing a blood-colored wedding dress with gold threads entangled into a dense network.
He wants to improve his dyeing skills to match gold embroidery, and she wants to break the rules to save the embroiderer, but the Lin family wants her to marry a salt merchant in exchange for wealth, and the salt merchant wants the secret recipe of the Xie family's dyeing workshop.
She dissolved the absinthe poison into madder juice, soaked the gold thread in the poison and embroidered the lotus with a double stem - the lotus heart is as bitter as life, and the silk thread is as long as a thought. Poison marks appeared at the wedding, and the salt merchant's son was killed. She ran towards the Linchuan River, and Xie Qingyan burned and dyed the house to protect the formula book, and then jumped into the turbid waves.
The gold thread was twisted into a red rope in the water and tied up to death. Later, peach trees grew thickly on both sides of the Linchuan River, and on a moonlit night, red gold and crimson shadows danced among the branches. They were the unfinished embroidery of butterflies and the unspoken rest of their lives.
Purpose: To use the transformation of the embroiderer group from silent obedience to group awakening to demonstrate the power of women to help each other under oppression, and to break the shackles of "women as disciplinary subjects"