The plaque of Sichuan Shu Embroidery Village shined dazzlingly in the sun, the carriage stopped, Xian Yi opened the curtain, bowed out flawlessly, got out of the car, and looked up. Zhuang Nei seemed to be very noisy, there were guests coming to the door, and I didn't see the guys in the store come out, Flawless glanced at the three people with some doubts, and took the lead in stepping on the steps into the village.

Sichuan Shu embroidery village is a time-honored brand in western Sichuan, when the turmoil was at the beginning, the old shopkeeper of the embroidery village had to close here, flawless at the time of thirteen years old, it was the battle of Shucheng from the Great Zheng back to Jin pass here, found that the time and place of the place are all of the top grade, then took over this embroidery village at a fair price, the embroidery workers on the village are also included, this move at that time I don't know how many people are grateful, three years ago to inspect here, but also by the old people to talk.

After passing through the counter where the exhibits were placed outside, and entering the hall behind through a garden gate, Impeccable found that there were many people gathered in the hall.

Inspecting here three years ago, Flawless was only sixteen years old, and his body was shorter than now, although his appearance had not changed much in three years, but his face was covered with gold wire, and he stepped into the hall, and Zhou Minghai, the steward of the embroidery village, did not recognize him at all.

"Young Master Long, think about it again, who sent this batch of embroidery from our village at that time?" Zhou Minghai was standing in front of a young man and asked in a low voice, but the man was extremely impatient and slammed the teacup in his hand on the table, and shouted: "My Long family has such a big family business, will it still cost you tens of thousands of taels of silver, and there is a problem with your own embroidery, and now you are chasing me to ask about the origin." ”

"Mr. Zhou, our Long family is also a well-known figure in Lin'an City, the county guard and our master are friends for eight worships, and there are only a few shops in the hands of our Long family, but you still say that we are here to extort you from this bit of silver? You can see clearly, this is Long Huaiyu, the second young master of the Long family, in front of you!" There were more than a dozen people standing or sitting behind Long Huaiyu, all of whom were not ordinary, and it seemed that they were a group of his friends who drank and meat, and now they came to fill the scene.

"That's that, that's. Zhou Minghai answered, looked up at the door from time to time, and then beckoned a guy and said, "Have you found someone to inform the owner?" ”

"Sir, I've already gone, and the owner of the village went in person because of the embroidery needed for the birthday of the old man, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come back this time. ”

"Hmph-" When Long Huaiyu heard that, he immediately slapped it on the table, and said: "Mr. Zhou, my Long family doesn't want this embroidery, since the goods have been returned, please return the silver twice!"

Zhou Minghai shook his hand when he heard this, and said: "Young Master Long, the embroidery you returned is really not something from our Sichuan Shu Embroidery Village, so the silver is ......" Zhou Minghai shook his head, and Long Huaiyu suddenly rose up when he heard this, and shouted: "What's the matter? You have such a big embroidery village, and you are also doing the work of this pit person, if this matter spreads, I am afraid that the face of your Sichuan Shu embroidery village will be lost." ”

"But I'm afraid that your Young Master Long's face is gone. A crisp voice made everyone present stunned, followed the sound, and everyone found that there was a person standing in front of the embroidery on the ground, wrapped in white, slender, and loose in green silk, and was holding an embroidery exhibition in front of him at this moment.

"Who are you? This is Sichuan Shu Embroidery Village, what do you have to say? Long Huaiyu pushed everyone and took a few steps to Flawless.

Flawless turned around, the corners of his lips were lightly raised, his eyes were raised, he looked directly at the unreasonable troublemaker, and whispered: "The Shu embroidery method is very unique, there are more than 100 kinds of fine needle embroidery techniques, the thread method is smooth and bright, the stitches are neat, the needles are rigorous, and the color is soft. Its most distinctive feature is that it can show the convex and concave shape of the embroidered object. This embroidery is a double fish playing in the water, if you use a halo needle according to Shu embroidery, it is not only easy to soak in color, but also can highlight the naturalness and reality of things. But ...... "Flawless no longer spoke, only threw the embroidery into Long Huaiyu's hands, Long Huaiyu looked down, his face suddenly became a little unbearable, and he secretly hated his subordinates for not doing things well, so he casually made some embroidery to fill the number, but he still shouted in his mouth: "Naturally, the goods sent are not right, and the young master of Banben wants to return them, if it is the best product, I will come here to do nothing!"

Flawless smiled again, walked to the wall of the hall and took down a picture of the aquatic plant carp as a model, walked in front of Long Huaiyu, and lifted the embroidery. The sunlight that slanted into the hall passed through the back of the embroidery, and the corner of the embroidery showed the shadow of a peach blossom.

"What is this?!" Long Huaiyu asked in surprise.

Zhou Minghai already knew who the person in front of him was, and the expression on his face changed from surprise to joy for a moment, and then he stepped forward and waved at Flawless, and his voice trembled obviously: "Childe!"

Flawless nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhou, we haven't seen each other for three years." ”

The two of them talked about it, but Long Huaiyu was already annoyed and angry, but he didn't expect that the embroidery of Sichuan Shu Embroidery Village actually hid his own unique mark, and now the authenticity of his box of embroidery has been argued, no matter how strong the words are, it is in vain. Unwillingly, Long Huaiyu glared at Flawless, and then threw the embroidery in his hand to the ground, and said: "Today, you have to recognize the Sichuan Shu Embroidery Village, and you have to recognize it if you don't recognize it, in short, this silver is going to be decided by our Long family!" Before the words fell, he stretched out his hand and rushed away flawlessly.

Flawless and slender, whispering with a slightly soft voice, Long Huaiyu when he was unrestrained, only thought of this evil breath in his chest, it was fast and ruthless, the bow and ghost wings were at the door, seeing that the son was suddenly attacked, a sweep went straight to this side, but before he arrived, he heard Long Huaiyu scream, and his body was thrown out of the hall like a kite with a broken string, and he fell straight into the courtyard.

"Ershao—"

"Young Master—"

The crowd panicked for a moment, and rushed out of the hall to help the man who had fallen in the courtyard and could not move for a long time. Long Huaiyu struggled to climb a few times and finally fell to the ground, and was set up by the people around him, only to look at the person who stepped into the hall and looked at him, gasped, and said, "Who are you-" To be honest, he didn't even know how he came out, he only felt a flower in front of him, and the white shadow approached like a ghost, and then he just grabbed his clothes and threw them, his hands didn't even touch his body, and he had already arrived in the courtyard.

"If Young Master Long is fine, please go back, if you fall and hurt you, Flawless will let the embroidery village account spend one hundred taels as the cost of the soup, as for this box of embroidery, it will also let people send it back to the house, you go slowly, or Flawless let people give you a ride. Flawless still spoke softly, but his tone was chilling for a moment.

The bow and ghost wings have reached the courtyard. Flawless seems to be thin, but the two of them let people know at a glance that they are not general, and the thin person is still so good, so isn't this sturdy body even more difficult to mess with, the group of people can't help but shudder when they see this, and then drive Long Huaiyu back, Long Huaiyu has the support of everyone, and his confidence has risen slightly, he still wanted to shout a few words, but when he touched the flawless eyes, he was blocked back, and when he saw his body at the door, he shouted with little confidence: "There is a kind, you wait-" After speaking, he fell backwards, but fortunately someone supported him, so he avoided falling out of the ugly state of Xiuzhuang.

Seeing the group leaving, Flawless turned around and frowned slightly, and said, "Uncle Zhou, let people send this box of embroidery back to the Long family, and if there is such an unreasonable troublemaker in the future, you don't have to pay attention to it." ”

Zhou Minghai nodded, let the embroidery be moved, and hurriedly let the flawless and others into the back hall, so that people could serve the best cloud tea, after thinking about it, he said: "I forgot that Gongzi has always disliked the strong taste of tea, Chen Zhong, replaced with a good Biluo Chunlai!"

A man in his twenties stepped in, removed the clouds, and re-soaked himself in the best Biluo Spring.

"Uncle Zhou doesn't have to be so particular. Flawless took off his mask, sat down at the table, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen him for three years, Uncle Zhou's body is still so strong, and Flawless is very happy to see it." ”

"Childe always comforts Uncle Zhou like this, but Childe, he has been so thin all these years, because he is always on the move, even if he wants to take care of his body, he has no time to take care of it, alas!" Zhou Minghai sighed, smiled flawlessly, gently blew away the mist on the teacup, took a sip, and said: "The fragrance hits people, the taste is cold and sweet, and it is really a good tea." After a pause, Flawless said: "Is the Long family the one who competed with the embroidery village for embroidery tribute the year before last?"

"Exactly. This Long family has been in Lin'an for a long time, and their strength is not bad, and they have a deep relationship with Lin Shangyao, the Shoulin of Lin'an County, but they always trouble us three times and twice, Xiyang said, there is a hidden force behind them, perhaps, it is related to Xiangguo Mansion. ”

Flawless nodded thoughtfully, waited for a while, and saw that Huo Xiyang still hadn't come back, got up and paced a few steps, and said: "Brother Xiyang came back and said that Flawless has come, and if there is something to do, I'll talk about it when I go back at night, the hour is not early, let's go back, Uncle Zhou just cares about himself." ”

"I'll send my son out. ”

When the flawless got into the carriage, the bow and the ghost wing drove away, and two people came out of the alley opposite the Sichuan Shu embroidery village, and when they saw the carriage advancing, the two people followed as if nothing happened, and when they reached a section, they saw the carriage stop, so they looked up to see the name of the house, and then quietly left.

As the little marquis expected, the western Sichuan military camp had already received a secret order, as long as the little marquis did not cause trouble in the place, he would go with him, and there was no need to do anything specific.

The commander of western Sichuan, Mo Jinping, was born in the Mo family army, since the time of General Mo Feng, he has been following the left and right, fighting on the battlefield, with great achievements, and he is very bold.

The little marquis sat on the grass helplessly, looking at the soldiers who were practicing in line from a distance, their hostility was so flamboyant that he really couldn't cry or laugh.

I don't want to step into the vicious circle of power struggle, but I can't afford to escape, can I really ignore my father who is fighting in front? Of course I can't, I can't ignore Mo Han who is working hard in Beijing, this is life, it's not what I want, or I can't get rid of it if I don't want it.

Nangong Rehe and Bai Ze were also listless, although they expected that they would not have a good time after they arrived, but they didn't expect the western Sichuan army to resist their thousands of men and horses so together, and they didn't even have a good face, and they were already depressed after only one day of coming, and they thought that they would stay here for a while......

Nangong Rehe and Bai Ze both shuddered, and then found the not bad and kind face of the person who came over.

The slender eyebrows raised slightly, and the little marquis lowered his voice and grinned: "Go, go out with me." ”

Tomorrow's preview: "Chen Zhong-"

"Here we go!"

Chen Zhong...... Chen Zhong?!

The little marquis's eyes were stunned, and the wine glass he raised was still leaning against his lips, but he was already stunned, but in a moment, he reacted, turned around and jumped down to the side of the railing. The crowd was surging, and the sound was drowned out in an instant. The little marquis searched around in the bustling crowd, looking for the person who responded, he could no longer tell whether the person's voice was old or young, or just a coincidence, because it was the only name related to his childhood self in his memory, whether it was or not, he couldn't give up!