Chapter 6: Stones in the Dust

Two days before the Duanyang Festival, Wang Li and his entourage left Luyi County, and they wanted to return to Beijing before mid-autumn to resume their lives, and the itinerary was naturally tight and tight. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Before leaving, Wang Li's subordinate officials specially went to the East Courtyard to visit Master Meng, in addition to the cost of food and lodging, he also took out a book box, which was a volume of "Loom Details". It can't be said to be precious, but it is extremely comfortable to give away, and it is just right.

The official said: "Occasionally, it is of little use to us, it happens that Meng Yuanwai's family pays tribute with a transparent silk yarn, this book is thought to be related to Meng Yuan's foreign members, otherwise why should it be sooner or later, but at this time." ”

Master Meng listened to it and didn't mention it in his heart, although he repeatedly instructed his servants to take care of the inspectors, it was just because he was afraid of official authority. Now that he got this volume of return gifts, Master Meng knew that he had not worked in vain, and he did not expect to repay him, but some people appreciated it, and who didn't feel comfortable in his heart: "That villain is ashamed." ”

After sending Wang Li and his entourage away, Master Meng ordered to go down and called someone to hurry up and pack up and go home. Two more days is Duanyang, and you can't spend it on the Grange no matter what. Then there is the "Loom Details" in the sleeve, Master Meng wants to go back soon, looking for the old craftsman at home to take a good look.

Preparing to return to the county seat, without waiting for Master Meng to go to the weaving workshop, the weaving workshop steward took the lead in sending the transparent cloth woven by Duxia high white cotton yarn, and the new flower samples that had just come down from the loom. When Master Meng heard the porter's report, he said, "Go and call Miss quickly." ”

This time, the weaving artwork was all from Meng Yue, and later the weaving workshop drew some of the same according to Meng Yue's drawings, and Meng Lao thought that it was all the credit of his daughter, so he naturally wanted Meng Yue to see it for the first time.

Not long after, Meng Yue led Chunliu Xifang over, and Master Meng took Meng Yue to the front hall. At this time, the rain has stopped, the sky is transparent, the room is full of bright light, and the rolls of cloth samples sent are placed on special shelves and have not yet been unfolded.

As soon as Master Meng entered the front hall, he applauded and said to Meng Yu: "This year's dyeing workshop has invited a new dye master, and the dyes with it are dyed bright and firm. ”

When Master Meng's mind was rolling with business experience, Meng Yue's mind was full of words such as "antique", "national treasure" and "wonderful workmanship". When she painted the weaving pattern, she never imagined that the finished product would be so beautiful and moving, the weaving pattern was semi-transparent, the large flowers were as elegant as silk, and the small flowers were dense and soft. The color of each cloth is made from natural dyes, and the colors are brilliant and the luster is extremely soft.

"Dad, is this really woven according to the weaving sketch I drew?" Meng Yue couldn't believe it, at this time she had completely fallen under the skillful hands of the ancient craftsmen.

"Nature is painted by you, this is the scattered flower hibiscus, this is the chrysanthemum cluster, this is the flame scattering flowers, this is the scattering of cloud patterns. Master Meng was also quite amazed when he looked closely.

Meng Yue is the aesthetic of modern people, she doesn't like to be tight, and she arranges the flower drafts in order and columns, and her flower drafts are always sparse and sparse. Not to mention the labor, the woven cloth looks a little too simple at first glance, but the more you look at it, the more elegant it becomes.

"Our weavers' craftsmanship is really good, Su Luo Hangluo, I'm afraid it's just that. Meng Yue smelled the cloth with the aroma of cotton, no matter how bright the natural dyes were, the saturation was inferior to that of modern weaving and dyeing, but this made the pattern of the same color stand out.

Master Meng smiled: "I don't dare to compare, it's just Hang Luo Suluo, and non-dignitaries can't get it." Our Meng family usually uses cotton yarn except for the transparent soft silk yarn that is used to weave raw silk. Duxia high white cotton is already the best cotton yarn, and when this batch is weaved, it will be replaced with Songtan cotton yarn, and the price will be lower, and there will be a foot of cloth in the market for thirty or fifty wen. ”

Oh, this is the different positioning, Hangluo Suluo takes the high-end route, and the Meng family's cloth takes the middle-class route, that is, a poor farmer, and you can still afford to wear it if you save a little. With such a down-to-earth positioning, coupled with the reputation of the Meng family's tribute, it is reasonable that the business is easy to do: "Dad, this is also for the benefit of the township, if you do it as fine as possible, ordinary people will not see it, and where can you find such a beautiful cloth tailor." ”

The girl praised it like this, and Master Meng was naturally happy in his heart: "You left the dozens of rolls sent, although my father can't ask you to wear Luo Jin, ordinary silk, cotton and linen are enough for you to wear." ”

Nowadays, although ordinary people can wear silk, but even if ordinary people can wear tributes such as silk satin, they can't afford to wear it. Then there is a few generations up, the aristocratic scholars prevail in extravagance, even the cloth of the feet are eager to use cloud brocade silk, and then Xuanzong issued a decree to prohibit the Shu people from buying and selling tribute, to curb the extravagance, so Master Meng said that Meng Yue can not be asked to wear brocade.

After getting dozens of rolls of cloth, Meng Yue thought about drawing some more weaving artwork, but unfortunately she didn't learn design, so she could only follow the cat and draw the tiger, and at most add a little bit of her own aesthetics. The time is very long, Meng Yue carefully carved and repeatedly revised, much finer than the first painting, it took a month after Duanyang to Meng Yue to hand over the artwork to Master Meng.

Master Meng breathed a sigh of relief while flipping: "The cotton patterns are so fresh this summer, and it takes a lot of thought to weave satin in the autumn, so you can't call the tribute and lose the circulation in the market." The days are going by so fast, it's almost autumn, I don't know how Wenhe is in the capital?"

Meng Yue: I've probably met the heroine, and it's the kind of meeting that mistakes for life at first sight, but in front of my eyes, I feel that I am a stone in the dust, and I don't even have the qualifications to call the heroine to step up. At this time, you should be working hard, studying hard, and gaining fame, so that you will be qualified to call the heroine a step in the future.

Meng Yue naturally didn't say these words, she always avoided talking about Zhou Wenhe, and she would be noticed by Master Meng, so she answered: "Autumn is coming, I must be studying hard." ”

"It should be like this, I just hope that Wen He can be high school, and he will be an official wife after Nian Nian, so that he can wear brocade and get rid of his business status. "Master Meng always felt that one of the things that he couldn't do with his daughter was that his daughter was so cute, but she had to become a merchant with him.

Parents in the world are probably like this, it is okay for them to make others cheap, but they can't see their children being cheap. It is that the status of merchants has been improved, but in the eyes of high-ranking officials and nobles, it is still a cheap business, which is not to mention.

"Dad, don't worry, you will be able to go to high school. "In the future, there will be thousands of love poems, but it has nothing to do with the Meng family.

In the city of Nanjing, Wang Li had returned ahead of schedule, and the matter at hand had been taken over by another overseer in charge of Henan Province. Wang Li was recalled to Beijing, because there was a new clue in a case he was pressing, and he ordered the three law divisions to try it. The Inspectorate of the Criminal Department of Dali Temple is collectively known as the Three Law Divisions, and in this case, Wang Li is the person in charge of the Inspectorate.

The case involves the death of the Hou Shizi of Anguo, but the new clues clearly point the suspicion to Mrs. Hou Shizi of Anguo, and the bad debts are not as simple as the clues.

Wang Li directly hit the horse to the inspectorate to take the file to Dali Temple, most of the three law division interrogation in Dali Temple, Wang Li to Dali Temple before dismounting, not yet stand firm to see someone to the temple to hand over silver, begging to go in to visit the wife of the Marquis of Anguo. is a scholar about 20 years old, which has attracted Wang Li's attention, young men and women are most prone to right and wrong, that is, it has nothing to do with the case, and they should ask clearly.