In a dream, Li Shixin saw everything one by one, just like a person's memory.

It's almost impossible to remember things that are unimportant, or trivial. What I can write down are some very, very important things.

The few paragraphs after the dream set out with the army are relatively monotonous female red fragments.

After further observing the girl's tailoring skills, and feeling that she had mastered this set of skills, the dream changed again;

It seems that after a long time, the coquettishness on the girl's face in the mirror has faded and become slim. However, with an excessively thin face, she was not a beauty in the Tang Dynasty, where fat was beautiful.

The work of making clothes for the concubine seems to have been going on for several years.

At this time, the girl seemed to have a little status in the palace, in addition to many people saluting her when she entered the palace, Li Shixin also saw her doing embroidery for several gorgeous dragon robes.

Obviously, the girl at this time is already a famous player in Chang'an.

But one day, when she presented her latest clothes into the palace, what she saw was not the joy on the concubine's face, but a sad face.

"Mother, the slave has already woven his clothes. ”

"Put it there, you stand down. ”

"Yes, sis. ”

"Cixiu. ”

"Mother, the slave is here. ”

"You say, the thief rebelled, does it have anything to do with this palace?"

"Why do you have to ask about this?"

"The ministers said that it was the palace that messed up the dynasty, which caused the thief to rebel and raise his sword to rebel. ”

"Don't blame Niangniang, in the eyes of the slave, Niangniang is just a woman. What's wrong with a woman getting the love of her husband's house? It's wrong that he wastes his farming and loses his business......"

"Presumptuous!"

"Mother's atonement!

“...... Forget it, you go down. ”

"Yes. ”

"Wait. ”

"What else does the mother command?"

"Make me the most beautiful white dress. Maybe...... I will need it in the future. Also, after the white clothes are made, you don't have to come back in the future. ”

Looking at the figure sitting alone on the couch, the girl bowed down.

"The slave knows. ”

After the white clothes were made, the girl did not enter the palace again.

But not long after, the rebels entered Chang'an, and the thief who had listened to the emperor by dancing the Hu Xuan dance entered the palace.

The number of wandering rebels increased, and the girl asked for news of the border army. She thought that the war had started, and the boy should be back.

The rebels said that the border army in Mobei had already returned to defense, and had already been defeated by the thieves. The rest has been cut off by the 500,000-strong Tibetan army, and I am afraid that they will not be able to return.

In a trance, the girl heard the chaotic people say regretfully that the peerless woman was hanged to death in Maweipo. When he was dying, he was wearing a white shirt like a floating cloud fairy.

In a trance, she didn't have time to feel sorry for a poor woman, because she suffered a military disaster in Zhuangzi that night.

A family of sixteen died under the sword of a thief on a night when even the moon was red.

She is still alive, because when the rebel generals heard that she had made clothes for the noble concubine and embroidered dragon robes for the emperor, they felt that they had found a bright avenue - the fat pig-like thief was already planning to ascend the throne, but with his size, the dragon robe was not very easy to do.

The girl entered the palace again.

It's just that this time there is no concubine with condensed skin, and what is standing in front of him is a big fat man who is covered with meat and no one can help him and can't even stand up.

"I heard that you are good at making fancy clothes?"

"Yes. In response to the fat man's inquiry, the girl lowered her head and replied in a deep voice as she looked at the dried blood on her hands.

"The dragon robe that can be worn, can you do it?"

"Yes. Your Majesty, although the body is a little burly, it is not difficult for a slave to make a dragon robe that fits His Majesty's body and can show the spirit of ninety-five. ”

"Good!" the girl's obedience and the sound of "Your Majesty" made the fat man happy, "give you a month." Within a month, if you can't do what you said, little doll, do you know what will happen to you?"

"I will never disappoint Your Majesty!"

"Escort her down, what material she wants, what material to give her. ”

......

The girl was locked up in a dark palace.

Faced with the various colors of clothing she proposed, the lieutenant was a little angry, "Why do you need so many things? Hundreds of beads, thousands of silk threads...... This...... How can there be green clothing for a woman's marriage? And what's the use of the drunken catcher in your house?"

"Your Majesty said, I want to give everything. You'd better hurry up and get ready, otherwise the preparation of the dragon robe will be delayed, how many heads do you have?"

Under the threat of the girl, everything is together.

In less than a month, two sets of clothes were made.

One set is an oversized, majestic dark dragon robe.

The other set is a green dress like a silk weeping willow - a red man and a green woman, which is the wedding dress of the daughter when she got married.

Fat An appeared in front of the girl again, looking at the wide dragon robe lifelike, as if the dragon was roaring on his chest, he was overjoyed.

"Your Majesty, this dragon robe is spun with gold silk between silk. The dragon on the chest is made of a nine-zhang long silk thread and 500 large and small pearls. ”

"Wonderful!

"Your Majesty, it's not the best thing to see here. ”

"Oh, what's so important here?"

And so it is. Your Majesty, the method of making this dragon robe is a secret method handed down by my ancestors. It is said that if the sun rises in the morning, you will stand on a high pavilion. The dragon on his chest bathes in the morning sun, and the person wearing this costume will show dragon energy. ”

"And this magic?!" the fat man smiled, as he seemed to have found a way to get the world to recognize this incident.

"That's right, but there must be a descendant of my Xu family, and it is best to have a female virgin next to her with a wedding dress and a green shirt. ”

"Good!" the fat man smiled slightly, "If the dragon's aura is not obvious... Do you know what the consequences are?"

"Your Majesty, the slave will not dare to play with his own life!"

Seeing the girl kneeling at his feet shaking like chaff, the fat man nodded with satisfaction.

The next day, it was still before dawn. summoned the fat man of his subordinates, and put on the magnificent dark dragon robe.

That dragon robe is really majestic.

Wearing it on the fat man's body, it seems that the whole person has lost a lot of weight, not to mention, every subordinate praises him, saying that the fat man may have been born to wear a dragon robe.

Otherwise, why does it look so bloated in other clothes, but this dragon robe is majestic?

The fat man, who was in a good mood, laughed, and was supported by a girl who had changed into a green shirt and wore the most gorgeous gold ornaments on her head, and slowly ascended to the high pavilion.

When the fat man stood on the high pavilion, the sky was already white.

The first rays of sunlight slowly projected from the side of the mountain, and the fat man frowned when he saw that the dragon aura that the girl said did not appear on his body.

"Where's the dragon energy?"

The girl blinked her eyes and said, "Your Majesty, I forgot to cut a thread on this dragon." The dragon's whiskers are messed up, how can you show the dragon's energy? Wait for the slave to ...... for you immediately."

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Seeing that the first rays of sunshine were about to pass, the fat man was anxious.

The girl squatted in front of the fat man, and tightly tied the invisible filament on the dragon robe to her fingers and tied it in a dead knot.

Then, in the first rays of sunlight shining into Chang'an City, he jumped lightly from the high pavilion.

With the figure that fell like a flying immortal, a filament pulled the dragon on the dragon robe and fell together.

The fat man's eyes widened as he watched the dragon embroidered with strings of pearls on his chest crumble little by little. His eyes widened as he looked at the girl who had fallen, and the sneer that appeared at him.

With a muffled sound.

Your Excellency Gao bloomed with gorgeous blood flowers.

The drunken fairy rolling on the ground, the light veil on his face was swept away by the wind. It had a deep scar on its face, but it swayed stubbornly in front of a group of rebel generals, and never lay down.

......

With the first rays of sunlight in the morning, Li Shixin finally woke up from his dream.

Drip.

The Dream Training of the Lost Tailor has been completed, and the skill has been fully mastered.

Rubbing his neck that was sore because of his improper sleeping position, Li Shixin grinned when he heard the prompt sound in his ear.

Looking at the explanation of the skill "In the long river of history, who can remember a person who is accompanied by scissors and tape measures?", Li Shixin silently turned off the system panel.

There was no watch in the B&B, looking at the sky outside the window, Li Shixin turned on his mobile phone.

Seeing that the time was only half past five, Li Lao Thief felt a little pain.

Damn it

I thought it was a spring dream that could make people stand up.

Just as he was thinking about the tailoring skills in his dream, the information on his phone crackled and popped up.

When I opened it, it was full of private messages from the leeks of the fighters;

"Kneel down and beg for a sequel to "Mobei"! Mr. Li, it's good to give us a series of advertisements!"

"Sixteen-minute short video, Xinye, you are a cheat! After the finale last night, I watched it over and over again, and I watched several series of commercials by the way!

"Maba, last night's finale blinded me to tears. Xinye, you have to pay us! Just pay us a sequel!"

“......”

Facing a group of leeks who were demons in his own fighting number, Li Shixin smiled faintly.

looked at the announcement of the official start of the popularity contest in the video of the fighter that popped up on the phone, and then thought of An Xiaoxiao, who came over with a bun face last night to ask for it.

Li Shixin narrowed his eyes and snorted.

Since the leeks want it so much......

Then the old man will give it to you.

Hey, hey, hey.