I finally got the money together. On the second day, he happily went down the mountain with Steward Li. This wooden silk thought is written on his face. But it's good to know she's happy.

"Alas~ broken?" Mu Bo asked with a sad face

"Girl, you saw these two pieces of cloth last month. This material is good, I don't think these two horses have been fanciing. And they put it in the house and piled it up. Ready to be made into baby clothes and given away. Who knows how many holes this rat bites. Why don't I sell you cheaply? ”

Mu Silk hesitated and looked at this pile. She pulled it open just now and looked at it. Quite a few bites were broken. But if you go back and cut it well. It shouldn't affect either. It's just a waste of a lot of fabric.

"And how much do you sell?"

"30 taels"

"Send me those strips of rouge"

"That's leftovers. You're going to send you."

"Shopkeeper? You might as well send her to forget it, 30 taels"

"No matter how good it is, it's broken. Its value decreases. Not to mention that I'm a businessman. What do I want if I don't want a silver tael? Go to work. Go. "The man looks at the shopkeeper who sells things only to see his mood. It's also strange that he can make money in business like this?

In the end, the wooden silk was bought at a price of 30 taels. When Steward Li hugged this, he wrapped the cloth in black cloth. The smile is brighter than the peach blossoms. But? There are two silver taels of wooden silk. Leave her alone.

The wooden silk carefully set the fabric aside. While the son is not in the house. Took a few pieces of his regular clothes, which were not long. After measuring and recording the dimensions. The reason why it was found that there were holes in the fabric was not enough. Alas. She had worked so hard to bring it back. Suddenly I saw a peach-colored fabric.

There are also many men who wear peach. So there should be no problem. It took two hours to finish. It's too much trouble. This ancient clothes. But there is still fabric left to admit that the clothes are not enough~ but it's a pity to throw it away. I suddenly remembered the words of the shopkeeper. Can you make baby clothes?

Mu Silk is a little shy. But if she and her son get married. I'm sure I'll have children! Thinking about it, she put away the rest of the fabric. The next step is sewing. It is estimated that the project is huge. According to her previous experience. Handmade a summer dress is 5-6 hours. That's still when the cloth is easier to sew.

But in this era of five generations of chaos. Everyone is still mainly based on Hanfu. A small number of exotic costumes may vary here. It's just that the fabric grade and style are different. Hanfu looks simple. But the details matter. And she still has to take care of the young master now. Sometimes you have to go down the mountain.

In order to surprise the young master. can only do it on the back of the young master. And she also wanted to embroider something on it. She was a Virgo in her last life. This quilt's pursuit of perfection has not changed. But isn't she in a hurry to wear it?

Zhang Chenyi held this hand to complete the hairpin for many days. But no suitable opportunity was found to send it away. Peach Blossom hasn't thanked you yet. But why is his heart getting colder and colder? His mood of wanting to see the wooden silk has become stricter these days. No way. He still wanted to see it.

"General Ling, General Ling, General Ling......" a soldier shouted at the door.

"What's the noise? Is there a pattern? ”

"General Ling...... Zhang Zhai's flying pigeon is coming."

"That's it? Do you need to be in a hurry? Ling Xuan glared at the soldier.

"But it's a pigeon with a red string tied to it......"

"Nonsense...... Flying pigeons do not use pigeons...... With what? Helter-skelter. What kind of system? Ling Xuan's strength fell to his subordinates, and he suddenly realized that he had heard something missing just now. A pigeon with a red string?

Ling Xuan's face immediately panicked, and he yelled, "Where have you gone, young master?" ”

"Go back to the general...... Went to Yuka-in"

"Yukain?" This young master has been coming back from the west a few days ago. The whole person is not normal. Not only did he smash the treasures in the house that night. Usually he is a trick of words. But lately, I've been in those places of wind and snow. The one who came back was even more drunk. The lady traveled with the master. The young master is so indulgent. They're subordinate.

Worry about it or not. I don't like it. didn't dare to open his mouth to remind this young master who was smiling on the surface. But once he put away his smile. It is estimated that the Holy One would not dare to do anything to him today.

"Don't go find it yet," Ling Xuan walked back and forth in the front hall. It's almost an hour. Where did these people go?

"General......" said a soldier with a blue nose and swollen face, crooked his mouth, "the young master said that he didn't want to call us. and gave us a chance to speak. Just beat us up like this."

"Go down. Let's take a look at Dr. Li," Ling Xuan thought for a while, but still went with the letter himself.

"Oops~ I said general. Your young master said that he couldn't see you. You're messing around here. Can I do this business? The old bustard said with a smile.

"Tell me where our young master is"? The bustard watched him draw his sword. Frightened, he broke out in a cold sweat and trembled, "Ruyi." Take this general up" This Ruyi was also frightened. Hurry up and lead him to the water show.

"Ling Xuan greets the young master......" No one responded. There was the laughter of his own young master inside. A few coquettish female voices.

"Young Master. Forgive Ling Xuan for being rude," the faces of the people inside sank, and they didn't have time to speak. The door was kicked open.

Ling Xuan...... You're bold...... Aren't you afraid I'll kill you? Xiao Junmo put away his approachable smiling face. The chill emanating from his deep eyes is nothing but frightening. The smiling women just now saw this scene. Hurry up and retire.

"The young master wants to kill me. I'm okay with that. But please also ask the young master to listen to me," Ling Xuan said without being humble or arrogant.

"The most important thing you say is so big that it can be compared to your life"

"Zhang Gongzi sent a letter"

"Letter?"

"A pigeon with a red string was sent," Ling Xuan just finished speaking. The wine glass in Xiao Junmo's hand shattered to the ground, and his hand trembled a little and asked, "Where is the letter?" Ling Xuan took out a small bamboo tube from his arms. Xiao Junmo poured out a note from it and opened it. Two words (quick coming)

"Hurry back, prepare the horse, hurry up," Xiao Junmo shouted out. Xiao Junmo leaned on the chair in a little panic. What's going on?

Xiao Junmo returned home and changed into a regular dress after a brief explanation. Hurriedly jumped on the Maxima. When galloping. I suddenly remembered that day.

"Jun Mo...... You said that the pigeons that send the letter look the same. If that's something very important. If the recipient is not at home. Wouldn't others dare to open it to see it? Xiao Junmo, who had just arrived at the year of the weak crown, looked at this best friend who was a few years younger than himself. Since he lost his sight, he has become more and more timid, often thinking about things that are not practical.

"That's not as good as that. If you have any major life events that you need to write to me, tie them to the pigeon's legs with red rope. I tell them every time I go out. If you see this kind of pigeon to send a letter. Even if I'm at the ends of the earth. Shall they hurry up and let me know? In the face of this friend who suddenly changed his temperament, he really couldn't bear to say anything else. I'm afraid that if I accidentally sprinkle salt on the wound.

"Jun Mo...... It's enough to have you," Xiao Junmo laughed and said, "If your words are heard by others, it is estimated that someone will sue Uncle Zhang again."

Zhang Chenyi also smiled and acquiesced.

Thinking about it, Xiao Junmo sped up again. In three days, they arrived at the gate of Zhang's house. I don't know if he listened to Zhang Chenyi's words this time. It's still inconvenient to lead the horse. Now there is a knock on the door. It was Zhang Chenyi who opened the door. Xiao Junmo asked in surprise, "What's wrong?" Then he looked around him a few times and said, "You don't look bad."

"It's okay on the surface. It doesn't mean that there is nothing wrong with the heart."

"Chenyi, you ......"

"Come in and talk about it"

Xiao Junmo tied up the horse and patted its head. followed behind Zhang Chenyi. For the first time, they were so strict with each other.

"Sit" the two walked into the pavilion. Zhang Chenyi poured Xiao Junmo a cup and handed it to him. But Xiao Junmo didn't take it. Zhang Chenyi smiled and still held his glass still. After a moment, Xiao Junmo took the cup and sighed, "I lost to you again"

"It was Junmo who let me ...... I know I can't see ......," Xiao Junmo was just about to take a sip of tea when he said this. The movement also stopped, staring directly at the person in front of him.

"Jun Mo...... Although I can't see...... But I know you're glaring at me."

"You're in such a hurry to call me? Just to remind me that you can't see? Xiao Junmo's anger was about to explode at this moment, and his hand holding the cup became tighter and tighter. In the end, the cup was crushed. Some of the broken porcelain pieces fell to the ground. Some accidentally bounced on Zhang Chenyi. There are also some trapped in Xiao Junmo's palm.

"Jun Mo...... You ...... "Actually, Xiao Junmo doesn't crush the cup, and he knows that he will be angry today." Because of the events of the year. He always thought it was his fault. If he hadn't saved him. I won't be home late. On the way, he was intercepted and poisoned. In the end, he was found by his father. This matter has nothing to do with him. The father sued him. Those who hated him said. No matter where his eldest son is, she will eventually succeed in poisoning. It's just a matter of time sooner or later.