Because of the bomb dropped by Lu Jiaoxi, Meng Yue went to Lu Jiaoxi's house the next day, but Lu Jiaoxi was at home, and although he was very busy, he still took time to sit down and drink tea with her. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info When Lu Jiaoxi heard Meng Yue say that she didn't want to go to the capital, let alone think about being an official girl, Lu Jiaoxi said that she was very sorry.

"The letter has been delivered to the capital, my eldest brother has always done things neatly, and when he gets the letter to go to the capital, I am afraid that he has already done everything. It was because I was not thoughtful, and I should have asked you first, but I wanted to surprise you, so I received a reply from the capital and told you. Lu Jiaoxi put down the tea, suddenly sighed softly, and spoke again, "If that's the case, when I return to Beijing, I'll deal with you again, if I can't get around, if there is anything wrong in the future, just look for me." ”

That's the way it can be, or not.

Meng Yue came to the door with bacon again, Lu Jiaoxi had a headache when he saw bacon, and he didn't tell Meng Yue about bacon, Lu Jiaoxi's husband Lu Kunlang outside the house had not yet arrived: "Chuying, your student has bacon sent again, and he really loves to tie up." ”

When Lu Kunlang entered the door and saw Meng Yue, he guessed that it was a student who loved to be restrained and came to the door, Meng Yue saluted him, and he accepted it calmly. Lu Kunlang was calm, Meng Yue was not good at how to call people, and looked at Lu Yuying: "Sir, what should I call him." ”

Lu Chuying smiled and said: "His surname is Lu and his name is Kun Lang, Kun Lang is the Kun Lang who is shot by Kun Lang, you call him Mr. Lu." Otherwise, are you going to call him master?"

Lu Kunlang smiled like a jade tree trembling in the sun, and the room was full of brilliance: "If you are so narrow, it will frighten the students." ”

"Mr. Lu. Meng Yue obediently said hello again.

Lu Kunlang bowed his head: "Since you call me sir, you can't take advantage of you in vain, go and get her a set of "Zhou Tian Sutra". ”

Mengyo: It turned out to be an ancient mathematician.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu. ”

Only then did Lu Chuying have nothing to say about bacon: "Don't look for an opportunity to send it away, Mr. can't eat so much bacon." ”

Meng Yue nodded, thinking that he wanted to send it, and it would be far away in the capital in the future, and it would be difficult to send it if the mountains and rivers were far away: "Then you are busy first, I will go back to the house, and when you return to Beijing, I will send you again." ”

All the way back to Meng's mansion, the steward said that Master Meng had already gotten up and was in the study now, and he had just asked about her, so Meng Yue went to Master Meng's study without stopping. Master Meng was sorting out the accounts, and when he saw Meng Yue, he asked her to sit down for a while and wait for him to finish reading this page.

When the tea was delivered, Master Meng had finished reading this page of accounts, and he probably didn't know how to get up, and he drank most of the tea, and then Master Meng said carefully: "Every year, I am afraid that your marriage with Zhou Wenhe will not be successful, that is, the Zhou family insists, Zhou Wenhe only needs not to return to Luyi, and it will drag on for a few years, and it is not him who is in a hurry, but our father and daughter." ”

Master Meng didn't tell Meng Yue, he sent a few letters in a row, and even intended to go to Beijing to persuade Zhou Wenhe to change his mind, but except for the first letter, he got a reply, and then the letter sank like a stone in the sea. As for the only reply, Zhou Wenhe admitted that he was wrong and was willing to be punished, but he did not soften his mouth at all.

"Dad, before you went home, I had already heard a lot from the Zhou family. Meng Yue looked at Master Meng with a depressed face, and he couldn't say a word of comfort, so he only spit out such a sentence dryly.

"Don't be sad every year, my father will find a wishful lover for you, as for Zhou Wenhe's ......" According to Master Meng's temper, he will not want Zhou Wenhe's life, but he must also give him some color. But now, Zhou Wenhe is an official body, and he is far away in the capital, no matter what Master Meng wants to do with Zhou Wenhe, he can only put his hands and feet away and move him, "In this world, there is no such person." ”

Of course, this is possible, Meng Yue is very willing to do it, but she still has a small question: "Dad, if one day, Zhou Wenhe changes his mind, no matter why he changes his mind, will his father still agree to my marriage with him?"

Master Meng looked at Meng Yue, the answer to this question, Master Meng already had it, but Master Meng was worried that Meng Yue would not be able to let it go, so he couldn't see it: "Every year, even if Zhou Wenhe changes his mind, his father will not agree." ”

After listening to Master Meng's words, Meng Yue let go of a long-hanging heart: "I also think so, if you want to throw it away, if you want to be able to pick it up, all you want to be able to pick up are dead things, people should be you let me go, I get out, you let me come back, I'm sorry, I can't come back if I get away." ”

Originally, Master Meng was in a bad mood, but when he heard Meng Yue's words, he couldn't help but laugh, and after laughing, he was no longer so depressed: "That's how it should be." ”

Meng Yue took the opportunity to take out the weaving sketches that the maid had just taken, and the times were new, with all kinds of myths and legends in the Rui beast auspicious beast as the pattern, and there were usually many middle-aged and elderly people who loved it, but it looked very fresh and tender pine crane pattern in Meng Yue's pen. Among these weaving artworks, there are also some cute patterns for children, and the best money in the world comes from women and children.

"Every year, the painting skills are getting deeper and deeper, but it is a pity that Lu Jiaoxi has to return to Beijing with his husband, otherwise he should learn from Lu Jiaoxi for a few more years. It is not easy to find calligraphy and painting teaching, so my father will visit you again, and if there is a good one, I will invite you back. Master Meng thinks that it is a great thing for his daughter to have this hobby, one is that the family benefits from making a living, and the other is that she can not think about Zhou Wenhe.

"It's not in a hurry, Mr. left me a lot of homework, and went to ask her old girlfriends, if Mr. 's girlfriends can't come, Dad will find me again. Meng Yue thought that even if he couldn't come, he wouldn't have to look for it again, maybe Master Meng would go to the capital to take up a job.

Although I don't know what Lu Jiaoxi's background is, judging from the fact that she has only visited the door once, although the couple is not in the slightest dignified state, they must not be ordinary people. So...... Master Meng's inauguration in Beijing, I am afraid that it is already a certainty, and there will be no changes, if Lu Jiaoxi's eldest brother is really so neat.

Master Meng nodded, went to the weaving workshop after lunch, Meng Yue also went over, the weaving workshop newly arrived at a loom, which was slowly figured out by Master Meng and the weaving master according to the "Detailed Record of the Loom". The new looms are much faster under skilled looms than the old looms, which can weave two or three rolls of cloth a day, but the new looms can raise this number to four rolls.

Because it can also weave finer yarn than the old looms, the fabric is thinner and softer, which is more suitable for summer, and the cotton velvet in Xinjiang is longer and has a better luster, which is more and more similar to silk. Meng Yue, a modern person, does not look new, but for this era, it can be described as a great progress.

"The light transmission is excellent, almost similar to soft silk yarn. Master Meng looked at the tribute hanging on the left, and the transparent cotton cloth woven from Xinjiang cotton hanging on the right, and the worries caused by the reduction of cotton production in Duxia were finally swept away, "The new loom tells the workshop to step up and make sure that the new loom is used in Qiugong." ”

The steward agreed, and after saying a few words to Master Meng, he looked at Meng Yue: "Miss, wool twisting has also achieved results, and the improved spinning machine can spin wool to the same thickness as cotton yarn." A few days earlier, I knitted two rolls of wool material, which was a few points thicker than the winter woven satin, but it was softer and more obedient. ”

Meng Yue nodded, but her mind was not on the wool, she looked at the transparent cotton cloth, thinking of a picture she had seen in the historical museum.

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