"So, why are you here?" Liao Xiaozhu Shi Ran sat down on the soft chair and took out an embroidered handkerchief, but a pair of eyes swept over Jin Huang's face. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jin Huang sat casually on the chair next to Liao Xiaozhu, pointed to the embroidered handkerchief in her hand and asked, "Is this embroidered handkerchief missing a few silk threads?" ”

"Yes."

"What did you do?"

"It's not."

"Who could that be?"

"How do I know! When it was given to Zhang Fuqing, it was still good. ”

Jin Huang looked at the sky and was stunned for a while: "Then, how many threads are missing?" ”

"I can't tell, and it's been demolished in all its parts, a little in the east, a little in the west, I don't know why." Liao Xiaozhu frowned slightly, and his fingertips stroked the embroidery, "Strange, the color left in the pinhole on the cloth is wrong, looking at the contrast of other petals, it should be light pink here, but the velvet left in the pinhole is crimson." "Such a small place, if it weren't for Liao Xiaozhu's reminder, Jin Huang really wouldn't have been able to see it.

"When you saw this veil before, the petal color was normal?"

"Well, why do you want to change the line, and it ...... in such a short time" Liao Xiaozhu also fell into deep thought, and suddenly she thought of something: "The crimson line is probably originally pressed under the light pink line." I remembered that I had said that the concave and convex feeling of the petals was a bit strange, and I thought that maybe it was the embroidery technique of the locals, so I didn't think much about it, but now it seems that it is because there is a layer of thread pressed underneath. ”

"A lot of the velvet from the pinholes has fallen off, so I really don't know what the crimson embroidery is, maybe it's a totem, maybe it's the words used by the locals." Liao Xiaozhu put down the embroidery handkerchief and rubbed his eyes, "Maybe it's just that there is some mystery in the thread itself." ”

Jin Huang regretted not asking what the hall master wanted at this time, and how to make up the embroidery thread, where to make up the original location of the crimson thread, if you make up it according to the ordinary gradient law, it probably still won't be able to pay the difference. Jin Huang felt that her mouth was dry, and a sensible maid on the side had prepared tea and handed it over, drank it all in one go, looking at the rabbit milli white glaze at the bottom of the cup, she thought: "The more you look at this rabbit millimeter, the more it looks like a human eye." "Suddenly, the place where the light pink thread was torn off...... There used to be pinholes in crimson velvet...... The left and right hands each pinched the corner of the handkerchief, raised it, stared, and his eyes involuntarily focused inward, Liao Xiaozhu couldn't help but be surprised when he saw her like this: "How did you become cross-eyed." ”

Looking at the embroidered handkerchief in this way, there is really a big difference, it was originally just an ordinary flower pattern, and slowly, in Jin Huang's eyes, in the middle of the flower, a human face appeared, lifelike...... It's a pity that the facial features are missing, and the location of the eyes, mouth, nose, and ears is vacant, and it is also where the silk thread is removed. It can only be seen that he is a man, looking at his face, he is quite heroic, but unfortunately he has no facial features, so he can only fantasize about it himself.

Jin Huang told Liao Xiaozhu the way to look at the painting, Liao Xiaozhu took the comparison for a long time, his eyes were sore, and he didn't see the end, looking at this kind of picture, he had to rely on talent, the hall master thought that he had this talent, unlike Jin Huang who had to hold back his strength for a long time to see it, he just took it and looked at it casually.

I don't know if it will work if it is made up according to the color rules of the petals, Jin Huang was a little hesitant, and didn't know how to open his mouth to Liao Xiaozhu, after all, he was still tense just now, but he asked for someone so quickly, he really couldn't open his mouth, but he saw Liao Xiaozhu holding an embroidered handkerchief and walking towards the embroidery room excitedly, she hurriedly followed.

Liao Xiaozhu simply moved out of the thread basket, the red thread was also hung in a whole row, all kinds of red, she compared them one by one, picked out the embroidery thread with the same color as the embroidered pa, held the thread, but she didn't embroider, her fingers rubbed left and right on the line, looking at the thin thread, it became a thinner eight in her hand, and compared it to the embroidered papa: "Well, it's almost." She opened the treasure cabinet, took out a small embroidery bandage made of green bamboo, stretched the embroidered handkerchief, threaded the needle and thread, the slender fingers were like flying, looking neat and comfortable, and it was embroidered in a short time, she handed it to Jin Huang: "Look at it now?" ”

Jin Huang looked at it intently, it was a handsome man, about thirty-five or sixteen years old, his eyebrows were gentle, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and the two sword eyebrows made his whole face more manly. "Isn't it the legendary King of Lanling? It's so beautiful. ”

Looking at her expression, Liao Xiaozhu looked depressed: "I embroidered for a long time, but I couldn't see it." ”

"It's okay, I'll draw it for you."

Liao Xiaozhu ordered someone to fetch the four treasures of the study, and when Jin Huang finished painting, she couldn't help asking: "Are you painting people?" (To be continued.) )