Of course, the king can control the son, but he can control it for a while, but he can't control it for a lifetime, which angers the prince of the king, things will only get worse, the trouble will be bigger, Minglan's reputation will be ruined, the prince will not marry her, and no one will dare to ask for marriage again, will she be a sister-in-law for the rest of her life?

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Mu's heart was unhappy, but the old lady was also bullied by the powerful for the sake of Minglan's good, so she had to swallow her anger, so she said, "Then I'll let the embroidery lady in the embroidery workshop try to see if I can repair the seams." ”

The eldest lady said, "Call the embroidery girl first." ”

The old lady asked the maid to go to the embroidery workshop and called the best embroiderer.

When the embroidered lady entered the house, the eldest lady looked at her, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile, so she took the tea lightly.

After the embroidery lady saw the brocade robe, she shook her head and said, "This brocade robe can be mended, but if you want to say that it is tightly fitted, I can't find a trace of damage." ”

She can't do it, let alone the embroidery workshop and other embroiderers.

"Let the embroidery girl of the Splendid Workshop try it?" Gu Rulan proposed.

Minglan stepped forward and said, "I'll make it up." ”

The eldest lady smiled, "Your embroidery is good, but it is still too far from the embroiderer." ”

Before, Mrs. Lin proposed marriage, she looked depressed, but now she is in a good mood, Minglan is too lazy to pay attention to her, only said, "If Wang Shizi is willing to let the embroidery lady make up for it, he has already made it up, why bother to make it difficult for me, he is deliberately mixing up my family affairs, mending clothes is just a pretense, if I dislike me to make up for it, I will find someone to poke him in person, that day I saw him save me not only the six sisters, but also others." ”

The old lady thought for a while and said, "Let's do it like this, and stay away from Wang Shizi in the future." ”

Gu Yinlan hooked her lips and sneered, "I'm afraid it's not far away, the second sister's money to buy charcoal was borrowed from someone who left Wang Shizi, although it was borrowed through Young Master Chu's hand." ”

It's really a pot that doesn't open which pot she doesn t talk and no one treats her as a mute minglan glanced at her and gu yinlan raised his head arrogantly like a victorious rooster.

Bizhu picked up the tray, and Minglan retired.

Before turning around, she winked at Gu Rulan, they were really the most heartfelt, she tugged at her cloud sleeves, looking at the brocade robe, she knew what she was thinking.

If Wang Shizi made it difficult for her, she didn't say that Gu Rulan said that the effect was good, so it could be regarded as a preemptive strike.

When he went out, the anger in Minglan's eyes could burn his clothes to ashes, it was really a person sitting at home, and disaster came from heaven.

Bizhu was a little worried, "Girl, can you really make it up, why don't you find Young Master Chu to help you say good things?"

Of course, she couldn't make it up, and besides, she didn't plan to make it up.

Is he a prince who has left the king, and does he lack this garment to wear?

As long as he likes it, there can be hundreds of sets of such clothes, and he is deliberately finding fault.

She owes Chu Li enough, after all, he is his cousin, she is not good to let him help pass the word again and again, and then owe favors.

After returning to the Flowing Frost Garden, Minglan opened his clothes and looked at the damage.

The torn place was on the sleeve, Bizhu took out the silk thread, compared them one by one, and found that there was no suitable one.

"Slave maid go out of the house to buy it, right?" Bizhu said.

Minglan shook his head, "No need." ”

As she spoke, she picked out several gaudy silk threads for Sydney to thread the needle.

Sydney didn't know what she was going to do, so she obediently complied, but Minglan used the bright color to mend her clothes, and the few maids who looked at her looked at each other, is the girl on the bar with the prince of Liwang?

A quarter of an hour later, Bizhu and Sydney were already looking at each other, hesitating to tell Mu.

The girl is going to be angry with the prince before she stops.

Half an hour later, Minglan stopped, looking at his results, very satisfied.

She casually threw it to Bizhu and said, "Send it to leave the palace." ”

“…… Just send it like that?" the corners of Bizhu's mouth twitched.

"Otherwise, will you wash it and send it back?"

Bizhu supports the forehead, it's all embroidered, and it can't be dismantled.

She carefully folded the brocade robe and put it in the baggage, she didn't dare to leave the palace alone, and Sydney accompanied her.

After embroidering for a long time, Minglan's neck was sore, and he was rubbing his shoulders, when Qingxing came in and said, "Girl, Steward Liu is here, waiting in the main hall." ”

Minglan stepped out, in the main hall, where Steward Liu was sitting, and brought a small house, he had a brocade box in his hand, and he didn't have to guess to know what was inside.

Seeing Minglan, Steward Liu smiled and got up to greet Minglan.

Minglan smiled, "Uncle Liu doesn't have to be polite. ”

This Uncle Liu made Steward Liu's sincere fear, and he couldn't suppress his joy, which came out from the bottom of his eyes, "The girl has tormented me." ”

Minglan said with a smile, "Uncle Liu is trusted by my mother, and he will also be the person I trust the most in the future. ”

Steward Liu smiled, and he didn't say a word to Uncle Liu, he said, "It's nothing after running, I'm used to being busy in Zhuangzi, so I take these silver tickets with me, lest I lose some and can't sleep, so I can send the charcoal into the house and send it to you, and you can sleep peacefully when you go back." ”

He sent the brocade box to Minglan.

Minglan planned the brocade box, looked at it a few times, and was a little surprised, "So much?"

Steward Liu nodded, "That's only half of it." ”

"Didn't you send it to the poor people?"

Steward Liu hurriedly replied, "I sent it, it was enough for them to keep warm, and I heard the girl send some rice and bedding." ”

Seeing Minglan looking at him, Steward Liu explained, "When Zhuangzi bought charcoal, the weather was warm, and the business of burning charcoal was poor, so it was best to negotiate the price, which was two percent cheaper than the budget, and the price was more favorable ...... if you bought more." ”

What's more, Steward Liu bought 60,000 taels of charcoal for 45,000 taels of silver, and Minglan said that the more the better.

He pondered that since it was going to snow heavily, the charcoal must be easy to sell, so he would pay on credit first, and then pay after selling the charcoal, and those charcoal farmers would be able to talk and respond in one bite, so that they could earn so much.

Minglan bought charcoal so that he could have charcoal to sell on a snowy day, while Steward Liu did it as a business, and the price naturally had to be discussed.

Yicheng is enough to give to those poor people, Minglan is to send those who are lonely, beggars who spend the night in broken temples and people whose houses are leaking, these people, give them a little warmth, and they can carry this winter.

Minglan didn't say anything more, took a silver ticket of two thousand taels, handed it to Steward Liu, and said, "These days, I have worked hard for you, these are for rewarding you and those maids on Zhuangzi." ”

Knowing that Minglan had earned a lot, Steward Liu didn't shirk it, took the silver ticket with both hands, and thanked Minglan for those maids.

Steward Liu didn't stay long, Zhuangzi was busy, the snow was a little bit, the more people came to buy charcoal, he didn't worry about letting the little guy send it, so he came to run in person, and he had to go back quickly.