Qing Du did not change, but drew a pair of socks with lace edges. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the painting was finished, Qiao'er also came back, holding half a red yarn in her hand.

Qinglu took the gauze and said to everyone: "If the clothes are changed, it is still easy to drag mud and water, not to mention anything else, it is inconvenient to squat by the water to wash clothes and vegetables." This junior has first-hand experience. So, I designed these socks, and girls wear them to cover their feet and be beautiful. ”

Xu Hanlin looked at the painted socks, and then looked at the yarn, imagining a delicate woman wearing simple clothes and pants, although the trousers could not cover the ankles, but the beautiful socks with lace covered the skin and flesh, and made the show feet more beautiful, showing a different style, and couldn't help but high-five: "Wonderful!" ”

Everyone also reflected and praised it.

These people are not old-fashioned, on the contrary, they are very amorous.

The elegance of the literati, who of them does not have it?

Since ancient times, literati and beauties are inseparable, go to the Qinlou Chu Pavilion to listen to the geisha play a song, dance a song, look at the beauty like jade, and then the poetry is prosperous.

For example, this Xu Hanlin, who is in his fifties, often brings a concubine Liu Heng to the Secluded Pavilion. This Liu Heng is not a smoky fox, but a girl who is full of books, and she was somehow deceived by Xu Hanlin. Of course, this is what Qing Mu thought in his heart. In fact, a scholar like Xu Hanlin, not to mention when he was young, was favored by women even when he was old.

When I saw Liu Heng for the first time, I thought she was Xu Hanlin's daughter, so I had a misunderstanding.

Xu Hanlin laughed and said to Qinghu: "Not everyone is a fairy couple like Weaver Girl and Young Master Fang. The old man has one wife and three concubines. This is the little concubine Liu'er. "There was no embarrassment, it was very natural.

At that moment, Liu Heng said that this sock can be worn like this by a noble girl.

Xu Hanlin nodded again and again, and made a discussion, discussing the beauty of women.

Qing Du couldn't help but take his understanding to a new level, and completely separated himself from the old master.

When she saw that the matter was resolved, there was no other major event, so she waited for the textile and garment exhibition to open the day after tomorrow, and she couldn't help but feel relieved, and she smiled at Fang Chu, very happy.

Fang Chu understood her thoughts and whispered, "Have a good rest today and tomorrow." ”

The dumb nodded and said, "Hey." ”

Qiao'er was also happy, and felt a special sense of accomplishment when she thought that after the textile and garment exhibition, these clothes would be popular all over Dajing, and the big girls and little girls would wear the fabrics and clothes she designed.

She couldn't help but look at Yan Duyang in the crowd.

Yan Duyang was also looking at her, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled, understanding each other, and both felt mysterious joy, because these clothes and paintings were designed by them together.

Dumb looked out the window and noticed that the weather was getting more and more gloomy.

"It's going to snow," she said. ”

Steward Zhao said with a smile: "Back to the Weaver Girl, it's already snowing, maybe it will turn into goose feather snow later, God has been holding it back for several days." ”

Qing Du couldn't help but worry about the grain shipped to Fengzhou.

Fang Chu also thought about it, although he had already made a plan, he was just making more preparations, and in front of God, no one could take a chance.

Xu Hanlin didn't expect it to be so far, and said with a smile: "It's snowing well." The Wang family is choosing a son-in-law. It was cold and dry on this day, but if it snowed, it would add to the style and boost the prestige of Lord Wang. ”

Everyone said: "Choosing a son-in-law in the snow is really powerful." ”

It turns out that today is the day when Wang Ying of the Wang family chooses a son-in-law.

Xu Hanlin's eyes turned, fell on Yan Duyang, and asked in surprise, "Why didn't Yan boy go?" ”

Yan Duyang hurriedly said: "The grandfather of the younger generation has already fallen in love with someone for the younger generation. ”

Xu Hanlin suddenly said: "I see. It's a pity. That Miss Wang is both talented and beautiful, not to mention her family background, I heard that the threshold of the Wang family is almost broken today. ”

It's impossible to step on the threshold, but it's a sure thing that young talents will gather.

Everyone speculated who would win the crown and become the son-in-law of the Wang family.

Fang Li said with a smile: "Brother Yan doesn't go, those people must be very happy." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed.

Yan Duyang sneered and glanced at Qiao'er quickly.

Qiao'er had already taken a pair of scissors, and was bowing her head to cut the red yarn to make cotton socks. Although his head was lowered, the snow-white little ears were suspiciously red against the fur collar of the cape.

Today she was in a particularly good mood, cooing like boiling water on a stove, constantly churning and bubbling; I don't know why, I'm full of anticipation. I'm looking forward to the snow, she thought.

After a while, it snowed heavily.

Not only did everyone not feel disappointed, but they became interested, and they stood in front of the window to watch the snow. Someone braved the snow to send a sample of half of the atlas that had been printed in the history of textile and garment development, Xu Hanlin and others were busy watching, which was very detailed and intuitive, and had great inheritance value, and they all felt honored.

Fang Chu was very happy and passed it to the kitchen: add wine and food at noon to everyone to celebrate.

Xu Hanlin and others did not shirk it, and were about to drink and have fun and compose poems and lyrics.

Fang Chu saw that a few young scribes always saw Qingmu intentionally or unintentionally, although he knew that they might not be dirty, but admiration was certain, so he motioned for Qingmu to go back, saying that it was too cold.

Seeing that everything was arranged, he was about to go to the back to hug the building, and a person suddenly rushed in outside, it was a small guy in the square system, and he said to the other party in a panic: "Uncle, the third master is ...... him."

Fang Chuxin sank and said, "Say it well!" What happened to the third master? ”

The little guy said with a bitter face, "It's not an accident - ah no, it's an accident." ”

Fang Li hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Hurt? Got a fight with someone? Locked up by the yamen? Thanks to his quick brain response, he guessed several possibilities in one breath and let the little guy choose.

The little guy said, "It's neither." Ouch, this third master is ...... him"

Fang Chu saw that he couldn't say it clearly for a long time, and it didn't look like something was wrong, it looked like something was wrong, it looked like something was wrong, and he couldn't help but want to kick him twice.

The dumb didn't leave, and turned around: "You say slowly, where did the third master go?" ”

This is a good answer, and the little guy hurriedly said: "The third master is in the Wang family." ”

Fang Chu was stunned and asked, "What is he doing at Wang's house?" ”

The little guy said: "Choose a son-in-law." ”

Fang Chu asked urgently: "What is the result?" ”

When he asked this, he thought almost without hope: He must not have been selected, Fang Zhi's talent and family background are not enough, and it is impossible for the Wang family to choose him, but why is this little guy so panicked?

The little guy said: "Selected." ”

When he finally said it, he was also relieved.

Xu Hanlin was overjoyed and said: "It's good to be chosen!" ”

This disciple can give him a long face.

Everyone also burst into laughter, saying that this was a great joy, and they all said hello to Xu Hanlin and Fang Chu, saying that they would not stop until they had to disturb him for a banquet tonight.

Yan Duyang and Qiao'er looked at each other, not believing it.

Qing Du and Fang Chu looked at each other, and they didn't feel good.

Fang Chu frowned - what is good? If it's really good, can the little guy who came back to report the news cry with a sad face like this, it's almost the same as reporting a funeral, and reporting a funeral is not so unlucky.

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The fourth watch is coming, and those who have a monthly pass will vote for the wilderness! Good night! (To be continued.) )