On weekdays, others beg Lin Wan'er, Lin Wan'er is arrogant, but when she begs others to do things, Lin Wan'er knows very well that the dwarf needs to bow her head and bow her waist, and she speaks softly like a spring breeze and drizzle, and she is generous like a nouveau riche, and the jade Ruyi worth 30,000 taels said to take it out, in order not to be so distressed, after Yu Ruyi put it on the table, she never looked at it again.

Hearing Zhao Jianchen's promise, Lin Wan'er nodded violently, isn't it just to eat hot and sour noodles, add another hot and sour cabbage stewed frozen tofu for free, and you can eat enough, but the next moment Lin Wan'er encountered a non-heroine problem: Where to get night clothes?!

She is not the protagonist, so there will be no thing that the little brother has prepared the night clothes or the night clothes have spread their legs and pounced on her arms, so she had to go to Cordyceps, pulled aside, and whispered: "Cordyceps, is there a black cloth, the more the better?" ”

Cordyceps, who seemed to be about to become the steward of the palace, frowned slightly, and asked puzzledly: "Master Lin, what do you want the black cloth for?" ”

Lin Wan'er rolled her eyes, it's not that she doesn't believe in Cordyceps, if she tells the two girls, the two girls will definitely disagree, although the two girls are nominally maids, but they have a lot of power, and there are some things that Lin Wan'er says is useless, and Xuan'er next to Chen Nuonuo is the same, others often mistakenly think that Lin Wan'er and Cordyceps are sisters, not a master-servant relationship.

And Lin Wan'er often laments, why hasn't she established a super idol charm, everyone around her is around her, the horse is the first to look forward, only promised, and the orders she gave herself. Even if there are some suspicions, they will do so, but each one is independent and reasonable. I often educate myself in reverse.

"Well, I want to make a curtain to block out the sun, and I want to change the tablecloth in the room." Lin Wan'er lied, and was afraid that the two of them would interfere to help, so she hurriedly added: "You two don't need to help, the palace is so big." After a day of tossing, I must be exhausted, I can do it alone. ”

Cordyceps nodded slightly. Take out a few pieces of brighter cloth: "Lin family, although black is more resistant to dirt, but curtains and tablecloths are things that can be seen when you enter the door." It's better to use a cloth with bright colors. Look at this pale white cloth. The color is fresh and heavy, and there are some small animals embroidered, and this brown cloth is the most suitable for the tablecloth. ”

Lin Wan'er was a little impatient, and if she heard them nagging like this, she was about to fall asleep, picked up two rolls of cloth, ran back to the room in the wind, and threw the cloth on the table. Wipe the sweat off your face and take a few sips of tea.

Zhao Jianchen picked up the cloth with one hand. He couldn't smile bitterly: "Lord Keqing, you are really fresh and refined, and you even brought two rolls of brightly colored cloth as night clothes, I Zhao Jianchen really admire it." ”

"Less nonsense, it's good to have some use, where is so much talk." Lin Wan'er said angrily.

However, the next moment, a room full of people suddenly faced an extremely cruel and realistic problem, how to make a night suit?

Everyone looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Lin Wan'er, the only woman in the room, cultivating the land is a man's business, mulberry hemp weaving is a woman's business, since ancient times, men have cultivated and women have been weaving, and the truth has remained unchanged.

Lin Wan'er was busy waving her hand: "Don't look at me like this, I am a young woman in the new era, with great ambitions and grand aspirations, I can't do things like knitting and cooking, a great man said that women can hold up half the sky, I resolutely pursue it, hold up this half of the sky, and forget that half of the sky." ”

Her words are very real, when she was in Lanzhou, although the family's clothes were sewn by Lin Wan'er, they were all lessons of blood and tears, and there were jokes about it. Yubao and Baoyu's clothes broke a big hole, let the eldest sister sew it up, Lin Wan'er picked up the needle and thread in the candlelight as big as a bean, tossed for most of the night, and finally finished, and gently placed it on the head of Baoyu and Yubao's bed. The next day, he took Dabao out to sell tofu, and when he came back at noon, he found Baoyu and Yubao still lying in bed, and asked why they hadn't gotten up yet. Baoyu and Yubao said that as soon as they reached into their legs, their pants were torn again. Lin Wan'er was greatly embarrassed, leaving a psychological shadow since then, and sewing clothes has become a big problem.

There was silence in the room again, Lin Wan'er couldn't count on it, Zhao Qian's third prince was noble, a pair of jade hands had not touched the needle and thread, Zhao Jianchen had rough skin and thick meat, except for a little tidying up when he went down the mountain to drink hot and sour noodles, he didn't care about a hole on weekdays, and it was the norm to be disheveled. As for being regarded as a god by the Sword Pavilion, the left and right worshippers who are high above are living a pampered life of opening their mouths for food and stretching out their hands for clothes, and they are heartbroken for the luck of Shushan, where they will care about such trivial things as clothes.

Just when everyone was worried, the sweet potato who was sitting silently on the side suddenly raised his hand timidly, and said with a slightly red face: "I can give it a try, I used to be in the Sword Pavilion, I didn't want to trouble others, and I came to sew and mend clothes by myself." ”

Lin Wan'er was overjoyed, quickly took out scissors and needlework, put them in front of the sweet potato, and patted him on the shoulder: "Everything about the sweet potato depends on you." ”

The sweet potato nodded heavily, spread out the rolls, held the scissors for a while, and kept thinking in his mouth, as if planning how to get the scissors, and then took a sharp breath, the scissors in his hand were like the wind, and the sound of clicking was endless.

Zhao Qian was amazed: "With this skill, it is more than enough to go to the palace and the internal affairs office, and it is a huge advantage to find a wife in the future, envy!" ”

The sweet potato was a pair of scissors in his hand, his face was even redder, he never felt that a man's sewing of clothes had become an advantage, he was more envious of the three princes' unscrupulous speech, humor, and occasionally he could see the three princes' profound knowledge from just a few words. Sweet potatoes admire readers, don't like to practice swords, although they like books, but as soon as they open a thick book, the words in it seem to come to life, jumping around, can't read a word, practicing swords is much simpler, just compare and draw casually, everyone still thinks it is profound.

Stunned for an instant, the scissors in the sweet potato's hand stopped, and when she looked up and found that Lin Wan'er was looking at herself, she felt embarrassed again, and quickly accelerated the speed in her hand, and quickly sewed the night clothes in her hand that were not "night" at all.

Since sweet potatoes move scissors. Lin Wan'er's eyes never left the cloth on the table, first for a while, the sweet potato cut out strange things, and then as the strips of cloth continued to increase. She gradually cleared her eyebrows, here the sleeves, there the collar, and the rudiments of a dress gradually took shape.

She couldn't help admiring the sweet potato's ingenuity, and looked up at Zhao Jianchen, who was bored and sitting on the seat, and snorted coldly: "No wonder I can't marry a wife." Deserve! I also saw the left and right offerings of holding a pair of pokers to study the so-called principles of heaven and earth, and repeated the above sentence: "No wonder I can't get a wife, I deserve it!" ”

Lin Wan'er didn't hide her voice. happened to be heard by Zhao Jianchen and others, and the old man blushed left and right, did not refute, and swore to dedicate his life to Heavenly Dao and Sword Pavilion since he was a child. Lin Keqing is young and doesn't understand. Zhao Jianchen rolled his eyes and muttered in his heart: "It's as if you're married." ”

After a while, a few night clothes had been made and spread out on the table, looking good, Lin Wan'er couldn't put it down, and praised the sweet potato a few words, and the sweet potato was red again.

Zhao Jianchen glanced at the night clothes. A hundred unwilling in my heart, where is this night walker. The night clothes will be so bright there, and the strangest thing is what happened to the few small animals carved with hidden needle embroidery on it, who can give an explanation?

Lin Wan'er stuffed the "night clothes" into Zhao Jianchen's hand and instructed: "Hurry up and put it on, see if it fits?" ”

Zhao Jianchen carried the night clothes and laughed dryly: "Actually, with my skills, it's okay not to wear night clothes, haha." At the beginning, he promised to save Zheng Tuo and ask for night clothes, the purpose was to play tricks on Lin Wan'er and cause her some trouble, but who would have thought that in the end, he would lift a stone and hit his own foot.

Lin Wan'er glared and said angrily: "Anyway, the sweet potato has been busy for a long time, put it on for me!" "Not a consultative tone, but an order.

Reluctantly, with tears in his eyes, and a slight bitterness in his heart, he put on the night clothes, and the left and right offerings just glanced at it, and he couldn't help but steal fun in private, the night clothes fit very well, but the bright colors and Zhao Jianchen's black face looked as funny as it was.

Zhao Jianchen was uncomfortable, it felt like being insulted on the street, afraid of the other party's deep background, and having nowhere to redress his grievances, he could only admit the feeling of grievance. He glared at the left and right offerings, conveying the meaning of settling accounts after the autumn and taking revenge for ten years.

Before the left and right offerings had time to steal enough fun, Lin Wan'er had already thrown away the two night clothes: "Don't be stunned by the two of you, hurry up and put it on and try it on!" ”

The left and right worshippers were stunned, holding two night clothes, and changing into them, looking even more funny than Zhao Jianchen.

Lin Wan'er nodded with great satisfaction, she felt that it was quite cute, the night clothes were available, she reiterated the plan, after rescuing Zheng Tuo, the four of them immediately took her to leave Xiliang and rush to the Xishu Sword Pavilion, as for the future, she, the minister of the Qin Mission, will settle all the things, and will not bury hidden dangers for the Sword Pavilion, and after a while, she will go to Xishu and take Zheng Tuo to the capital.

Coming, Lin Wan'er specially asked if the jade Ruyi offered to the left and right could really solve the urgent need of the Sword Pavilion, and the left and right offerings nodded busily, saying that the jade Ruyi was carried by the horse of the previous dynasty, and it had been contaminated with the luck of the national arts, but the Sword Pavilion was undefeated, if it was lucky, maybe the lotus pond could bloom a few more purple golden lotuses.

Lin Wan'er nodded and muttered, "That's good, the two of you are not young anymore, don't always hold on to a Sword Pavilion, maybe there will be a different world after you put it down." Forget it, I didn't say it, everyone has their own ambitions. ”

She instructed sweet potatoes a few more words, very trivial, not a warning, nor an unforgettable truth, they are all trivial things, eat well, sleep well, dress warmly, and drink water many times in small amounts...... said that the sweet potato circles were slightly red, and she couldn't help crying.

Lin Wan'er likes sweet potatoes very much, she loves several brothers, but I have to say that sweet potatoes are the most perfect younger brother image in her heart, the second brother Lin Chengping is too far away, the third Lin apologizes for being too stupid, the fourth Lin Hanlin is too slippery, the fifth Lin is too fine, the old six treasures are stupid, the old seven treasures are too skinny, the eight treasures are a little similar to the sweet potato, but sometimes they are damaged by the treasure jade, only the sweet potato in front of them, how perfect, how lovely, how ...... Well, at least the needlework will be settled in the future.

After listening to Lin Wan'er's instructions to the sweet potato, Zhao Jianchen slowly stood up, his face was serious, his hands were folded on each other, and he made a gesture to the ground, and then he made offerings to the left and right, and then he also made a gesture to the ground, and the sweet potato was final, meticulous, which was the highest etiquette of the Xishu Sword Pavilion.

"Zhao Jianchen, the master of the Xishu Sword Pavilion, worships left and right, and protects the sweet potatoes, and thanks Lin Keqing for Shushan."

Lin Wan'er couldn't stand the politeness of others to herself, and hurriedly waved her hand: "Don't be like this, if you do it again, I can call someone." ”

Zhao Jianchen still had a lot of words of thanks to say, but he was stuffed back by Lin Wan'er's words, he sighed quietly, stood up, and sighed again when he saw Lin Wan'er's hands in a trumpet gesture to shout.

The six people in the room waited for the sky to darken, had nothing to do, and fought the landlord again, which was the final battle, and Zhao Qian and the sweet potato watched the battle from the sidelines.

Zhao Qian frowned and looked at the strange rules of playing cards, and he had already understood in his heart that Lin Wan'er must not be able to afford to lose, so he deliberately changed it.

Zhao Jianchen and the left and right worshippers had a good heart, played cards and released water, and a little kindness before parting, so that Lin Wan'er, who was sitting in danger, won clean and neat, without leaving a trace.

When night fell, the lights were on, Lin Wan'er deliberately went to the palace kitchen and brought a large pot of hot and sour noodles, without coriander, which was a little kindness from her.

Zhao Jianchen's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly picked up a bowl, took a sip, and frowned unconsciously, strange, why did today's hot and sour noodles have less taste. Shaking his head, he lowered his head and took another sip, the taste was still not right, could it be that the chili pepper was less, and the spicy soy sauce was emptied suddenly, there was still a trace of taste, and the taste was not enjoyable.

Slapped his head suddenly, Zhao Jianchen snorted, and grabbed a trace of aura, no wonder the hot and sour noodles lacked a trace of taste, because of the lack of coriander, thinking of this, he deliberately added a spoonful of coriander, mixed thoroughly, and took a bite, the taste was just right.

Zhao Jianchen drank three bowls of hot and sour noodles refreshingly, poured the hot and sour soup into the bowl, scraped the bottom of the pot with a spoon, and drank it like a hero drinking, wiped his mouth, and shouted: "Happy!" ”

said that he was going to drop the bowl, showing his heroic spirit of being sluggish and cold, and the strong man was gone.

Lin Wan'er hurriedly stopped: "Don't, I have to clean it in a while, it's troublesome." (To be continued.) )