Aunt Ye turned a blind eye to her flattery, glanced at her expressionlessly, sat down elegantly, and said coldly: "You owe me a hundred flowers, and there are two days of class." 8”

Rong Hua Zheng's scalp was numb, and then he smiled and said: "Master, let's master and apprentice, this owe seems to be inappropriate between us......"

"You disagree with me?"

"No, no......" The objection is big, she owes her a hundred flowers, yes, but isn't she drunk for two days, why does she even count this? This is not a robber, but a robber!

"Humph!" Aunt Ye snorted lightly, took out the things she was going to use without a sound, and then threw the needle and thread to her, and said coldly: "Thread the needle and thread for me." ”

How dare Rong Hua Zheng say no, he took the thing with a clear eye and a quick hand. Because she had observed how Aunt Ye threaded the needle for the past two days, she was quirky and learned quickly, so she quickly threaded the needlework, and then handed it to Aunt Ye with a smile, and said with a smile: "Master, I'm done." "Hehe, she's fast enough this time.

Who knew that Aunt Ye was not satisfied at all, she brushed the things away, put all the needlework tools in front of her, and said: "How does a person thread a needle jishu determine a person's embroidery skills to a certain extent, if you are seen at the speed of threading the needle, you can't laugh and be generous?" After that, he glared at her and said: "I learned this bit after two days of study, and I am embarrassed to ask for merit here, and now I practice threading needlework for half an hour." ”

Rong Hua Zheng didn't dare to refute anything else, but Aunt Ye couldn't say anything wrong, and muttered after taking the needle and thread: "Many old people have bad eyesight, and they are also very poor at threading needles, but their embroidery skills are not bad." ”

Aunt Ye's eyes narrowed coldly when she heard this, and her cheeks flushed angrily, "If you don't start threading the needle now, just pinch me here?" ”

Rong Hua Zheng swallowed the foam of his mouth and said continuously: "Don't dare, don't dare to ......"

Aunt Ye glanced at her and said coldly: "If you practice needle threading for half an hour or at this speed, then give me an hour early every day to practice how to thread needles." ”

Wake up one hour early every day, and one hour is two hours. What kind of concept is two hours, if it was in her previous life, she would have slept less than two hours a day when she went on a mission, and in two hours she could assemble a lot of guns and weapons, and she could study what elements were in the enemy virus, and she could eat and drink several meals......

She didn't squeak, Aunt Ye thought that she had no objection, so she was a little satisfied, but the next sentence said: "Today, you have to embroider the hundred flowers I ordered before, and ......" She said, opened the box she had just brought, took out two books from it and put them in front of her, and said, "Read them in two days." ”

Rong Hua Zheng didn't glance at the two books, because in her eyes, reading books was much better than not embroidering, she thought that Aunt Ye's task this time was easier than the last time, and she could easily finish reading the two books tonight, and then embroider dozens of flowers, so Ming'er probably still has a lot of time at her disposal! Rong Hua Zheng thought wonderfully, and nodded happily.

Aunt Ye was actually quite satisfied with her performance today, and she didn't plan to count her down again when she nodded, pinched the haode needle and thread before picking up the Ronghua zither, beckoned someone to bring a finished haode fabric, signaled her to take a serious look, and said, "In that case, let's start today's lesson." ”

Rong Hua Zheng was still bowing his head and threading the needle seriously, and when he heard the words, he was distracted, and the tip of the needle poked into his snow-white fingers. She frowned, pulled out the needle that almost poked the bone from her hand, thought about it and asked, "Master, didn't you say that you should practice threading needles for half an hour first?" ”

Aunt Ye choked, and her face was rarely a little embarrassed, but she glared at her beautiful eyes and said, "Do I want you to teach me?" ”

Rong Hua Zheng was aggrieved and touched the tip of his nose, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

"You arrange the needle practice time yourself, no matter what, show me your progress before the afternoon!" Aunt Ye didn't care at all what Rong Hua Zheng would think of her preface, and continued what she just said: "The course starts now. ”

Rong Huazheng hummed lightly in her heart, there is an ancient saying, knowing mistakes can improve Mo Dayan, she is a good master, she is obviously wrong but her words are fierce, and she does not repent. She muttered in her heart, but she didn't dare to be frank, so she had to helplessly look at the fabric in Aunt Ye's hand.

In fact, it is not so much a fabric as a ready-to-wear, because that piece of fabric is completely the appearance of a garment, and this ready-to-wear looks ordinary, but both the cut and the fabric are extremely haode, but there is no embellishment on it.

"Do you know tailoring?" Aunt Ye asked.

"I don't understand."

"Then do you know how to match the color, embroidery, and color of a robe?"

"I don't understand."

Aunt Ye looked at her deeply, pursed her lips and asked Zuihou a question, "Then which one do you think is better, the robe on your body or the one on me?" ”

Don't say, this question is really hard to answer, although Rong Huazheng only needs to answer you or me here.

To be honest, Rong Hua Zheng has lived two lifetimes, although she has also had the most youthful and beautiful years, finished college at the age of sixteen, and had dealt with countless boys and girls before, but at that time she was just a developed brain, many things were not enlightened at all, and her heart has always been accompanied by the medicine of the medicine saint master. After the age of sixteen, she lived in the army, dressed in a proper uniform, and fought shirtless with her brothers and sisters or with mechanical parts

, The organization assigns what to wear, never cared about anything, and knows nothing about fabrics, whether a dress is good or bad is known by looking at the signs before, but the problem is that the ancient robes have no signs at all, so she can't guess at all.

"I don't understand."

Aunt Ye pursed her lips, "Guess." ”

Rong Hua Zheng had no choice, so she had to look at Aunt Ye seriously, she was wearing a noble dark purple slim dress today, the skirt material was smooth and delicate, and a begonia flower on her chest was blooming brilliantly and brightly, and the collar, sleeves, and skirt were all embellished with delicate flowers. Aunt Ye's skin is snow-white and crystalline, delicate and beautiful, her facial features are bright, and her makeup is exquisite, which makes her a little elegant and graceful against the backdrop of this dark purple dress, which is very beautiful.

People rely on clothes, Rong Huazheng had to praise Aunt Ye again for being a little more beautiful, and then looked down at herself.

She actually doesn't have many robes, but there are only a few sets back and forth, but when she was grooming today, Ling'er said that the prince asked people to send a few sets of clothes, and took out a whole red one from the pile of clothes and gave it to her. Chinese feel that red is festive, undoubtedly love red, but have never seriously looked at themselves, now a closer look but found that the handiwork is very exquisite, the embroidery on the whole body is a small one, although the flower is small but the flowers bloom very well, the color matching is also exquisite, it seems that the appearance is not lost at all Aunt Ye's purple clothes.

However, this is just my own speculation, the most haode robes in this world are all from the embroidery room, Aunt Ye is the boss of the embroidery room, her clothes should be first-class, if it is not good, wouldn't it be her own tricks

Cards? Besides, Yu Wencan's mouth is broken, and she is stingy, everything has to be bartered, and what she gives her may not be the most haode, this robe really needs to be estimated......

Rong Hua Zheng thought about it, and Zuihou's answer was: "Of course it's the master." ”

"Oh?" Aunt Ye's eyelids moved, and she said lightly: "Then guess what the price of the robes on you and me is?" ”

Rong Hua Zheng really has a bit of a headache about this, how long has she been here shijie, and she doesn't have a concept of the market or currency at all, okay?

"What? Can't tell? Aunt Ye pursed her lips coldly and sneered: "As a dignified princess, not only can I not tell what kind of robe is a haode robe, I don't know how to embroider, and now I don't even dare to guess the price of a robe, how to communicate with all kinds of dignitaries and nobles in the future, and where is the reputation of the palace of respect?" Moreover, the backyard should have been the hostess's worries for the mansion, you don't even know how to run the family in the future, how to distinguish the expenses of each way is a problem, and the expenses of each way are a little stingy? ”

The more Rong Huazheng listened, the more his face sank, and he said coldly to Aunt Ye for the first time, "Master, I respect you as my master, so I let you teach you, but should this be your business?" And how I will know in the future that I have the bottom of my own heart,

If I don't do well, I don't deserve to be the mistress of the palace, you can't see it, it's a big deal to persuade the prince to divorce me, why preach about these things? ”

Aunt Ye didn't expect her to refute, she was stunned, and then sneered, "Am I not right?" ”

Rong Huazheng's face was pale, "You are my master, I should listen to what you say, but you also have to see what your identity is, and if you talk too much, you are not afraid of others gossiping?" ”1aPyL。

Aunt Ye knew that what she said made sense, no matter what, she was the mistress of this palace, she was just an outsider, what qualifications and rights did she have to criticize the hostess? It's just that she is just wondering, is such a woman really worthy of their master?

How the master has been in their eyes for more than ten years, there are few people who can match him in time, but even if she is exquisite, it shouldn't be this vulgar and inferior fourth-grade official girl in front of her, and she is still gray-haired!

If you want her to say that she can be worthy of the master, Yun Qingluan of the Yunwang Mansion is okay.

Rong Huazheng also knew that what he said just now was a little true, so he shrugged helplessly and said frankly: "Master...... Let's be honest, I don't even know what a tael of silver is, how can I understand the value of a piece of clothing? ”

Aunt Ye saw that Rong Huazheng, the little girl, had a soft expression and didn't care about anything, so she snorted coldly, "In this world, you are the only one who spoils good things, what is called the better thing on my body, do you know that the robe on your body is worth ten times that of my robe!" ”

When Rong Huazheng heard this, his jaw was about to fall, "Ten accompaniments? So much?! "If Aunt Ye's robe is dozens of gold, then wouldn't she want hundreds of gold?!

Aunt Ye glanced at her coldly, "The red clothes on your body are Shu brocade, and what I have on me is just brocade, Shu brocade is usually a tribute, although the brocade is good, it is just on the table compared to Shu brocade." ”

Rong Hua Zheng was stunned, reached out and pinched the big red clothes on his body, and muttered: "It turned out to be a tribute, but how did a good tribute come to the Ghost King's Mansion?" Didn't you say that the prince was not favored? ”

Aunt Ye sneered, didn't answer, glared at her and said coldly: "The value of the material alone can't be compared, let alone those embroidery skills." "I've never seen such an illiterate woman, it's really a waste for the master to give her things!

Rong Hua Zheng stuck out her tongue, she has always danced knives and guns, she doesn't know anything about these things, how can she blame her? Besides, as long as she can shelter her body and keep warm, what is it different to wear?

Aunt Ye wanted to be angry when she looked like this, but she couldn't get angry, sighed and stretched out her hand to point to the two books she had brought before, and motioned for her to take a look.

Aunts and sisters. Rong Hua Zheng lowered his head and happened to see the titles of the two books were "Miscellaneous Notes on Fabrics" and "Compatible with Color Cutting". Just looking at the title, Rong Huazheng knew that Aunt Ye's words were actually prepared for a long time. Rong Huazheng thought about it, flipped through it, and found that although there were a lot of fabrics introduced on the cloth miscellaneous, none of them had legends, even if some had legends, they were vague and couldn't see clearly.

"Master, it's all theory, and there's nothing substantive, how can you learn it?"

Aunt Ye glanced at the large pile of fabrics behind the two, raised her chin and said lightly: "Isn't that something substantial?" ”

Rong Hua Zheng paused to flip through the book, and looked behind him hesitantly, "What does the master mean ......?"

"That's right, these cloths are for you to read this book."

Ronghua Zheng's flesh hurts, how much should it cost so much cloth, weishenme doesn't sell a small corner to let her touch and feel good, weishenme is a horse?

"Master, how much does this cost......" After thinking about it, Rong Huazheng couldn't help but ask.

Aunt Ye didn't answer, glared at her and said, "You care about these things here, just your vulgar and shallow knowledge, if you don't finish reading these two books as soon as possible, there will always be a day when you look good!" ”

Okay, is there a lot of silver here, so weishenme Yuwen can have to deal with her about the silver of a robe? Rong Hua Zheng's flesh hurts, and he can be regarded as understanding what is called this money and not other money.

After that, for two hours in a row, Aunt Ye told her how to embroider in the robe to be more delicate and perfect, and when she said it, she also tricked people to bring a lot of ready-to-wear clothes to her for careful comparison, and explained what kind of embroidery is the most haode, what kind of matching is the most perfect, what kind of robe is the best, the most exquisite.

Rong Hua Zheng studied for two hours, and when Aunt Ye left the palace for lunch, she was tired and lay on the table. Because Aunt Ye instructed her to practice needlework before the afternoon, because of this, she hurried to the main hall to learn needle threading without eating a few bites of lunch.

"Sister Zheng is so pitiful...... the little kid said as he bit the spoon and blinked his eyes.

The other two didn't speak, and they couldn't help frowning when they looked at the vacant seats.

Rong Hua Zheng is very clever, learning things very fast, before the needle is not good because she is lazy, not easy to learn, now practice more than half an hour needle wearing that is called a fine. Aunt Ye was also satisfied when she looked at it, and her speech eased a lot.

Rong Hua Zheng is actually really a smart person, she can remember what Aunt Ye said in her heart, although she was clumsy when she started to embroider something, and the embroidered thing made people couldn't see that it was a thing at all, but at least every flower had an obvious progress, but she still didn't have a good grasp of how to distribute the patterns of a dress, and the embroidered clothes were asymmetrical, crooked, and very unsightly.

Aunt Ye was originally quite satisfied with her, but after seeing her results, her bright face suddenly darkened, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Your task is doubled today, and you will embroider all the patterns on this robe for me in two days, and the hundred flowers before and these two books will also be read!" With that, he shook his head and drank water.

Rong Huazheng was dumbfounded, "I'm going to finish embroidering this robe today, master, are you joking with me?" "And what about the task she set for her before?

Aunt Ye saw the doubt in her eyes and said coldly: "Are you kidding, if you don't complete the task, you will know in two days." ”

Rong Huazheng really can't laugh now, why is she so unlucky, it seems that no matter what she does, she can't meet her requirements? How did she finish a robe, a hundred flowers, two books, and two nights? Wait a minute! What did she promise Yu Wencan when she was in the room this morning? Thirty percent increase in daily tasks, right? Sancheng...... Wouldn't she have doubled what she had accomplished in those two days?

"Ahh I'm going to die......" Looking at the thing in front of her, she suddenly wanted to cry without tears. 17357815

"Who are you showing your face, why don't you do it quickly!" Aunt Ye glared at her.

Rong Hua Zheng secretly thought, am I putting on a face, if I put on a face, I will definitely have a big fight with you, girl!

Of course, being a teacher for one day and a teacher for life, it is impossible for Rong Hua Zheng to do anything out of the ordinary, thinking that Yu Wencan's "Yuzhen Sutra" did not refute anything, and seriously did what Aunt Ye ordered.

"Respectfully princess, you are lying on the table, how can you move freely with your hands propped up on the table?" Aunt Ye was originally supervising Rong Hua Zheng on the side, and she was angry when she saw Rong Hua Zheng lying on the table with her shoulders bent

Here he came, picked up the ruler and hit the back of her hand at once.

Rong Hua Zheng will obediently let others beat him, and subconsciously wants to hide, but at this time, there is an inexplicable breath in the palm of his hand, the gas is getting bigger and bigger, rolling into a ball, she doesn't know how to control it at all, I saw the palm of the palm gently pushed towards the ruler, and the ruler snapped and broke.

Aunt Ye was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, she thought of something, and secretly stretched out her palm to let her breath probe into her, and found that there was a powerful qi in her body, although the aura was a little chaotic, it was very powerful, and it was ...... It's still a little familiar.

She squinted her eyes and thought for a moment, and finally remembered who this breath came from, and her bright black eyes flashed with a touch of depth. Although she was a little incredulous, she was not angry, and took a sip of the tea on the table, "When did you learn kung fu?" ”

Rong Hua Zheng was also taken aback by the power brought by the qi of his palm, and for a while he could only stare at his palm in a daze, and he couldn't hear what Aunt Ye asked at all.

Oh my God, this ...... It's amazing! She didn't do anything!

Aunt Ye saw her stupid appearance and knew that she had asked in vain, so she didn't plan to speak again, but ordered her to continue to do things again. It's just that, looking at the girl in front of her, in addition to the depths in her eyes, there are also deep doubts, what is the master thinking, and he actually put his own success into her body, is it worth it......

Rong Hua Zheng suppressed the excitement in her heart, and after hearing Aunt Ye's instructions, she actually started to do things seriously, hehe, she decided, since Yu Wencan's girl casually gave her a little drink, she could let her have such skills, not only casually shattered a wooden ruler, but also seemed to be scared even Aunt Ye.

Then, "Yuzhen Sutra" should be a good thing, if you work hard to learn embroidery and take down the "Yuzhen Sutra", then ......

Rong Hua Zheng, who figured it out, was unprecedentedly diligent, she wanted to get that copy of the "Yuzhen Sutra" and then become a martial arts master, but someone was not as good as she wanted, and casually came to the main hall, when she saw her embroidering things, she was startled, and shouted: "Yo yo, this is our wise and martial, heroic second sister-in-law, how did you do such a stingy guy?" ”

Rong Hua Zheng didn't need to look up, just by listening to the voice, he knew that it was Yu Wenlin's guy. I didn't shake him off, and I made my own things seriously.

Aunt Ye saw Yu Wenlin's eyes deepen, and she stood up and blessed her body, "The common people have seen the Fourth Highness. ”

"Aunt Ye?" I'm afraid that no one in Kyoto will not know Aunt Ye, and of course Yu Wenlin is no exception.

Rong Hua Zheng sighed and said, "Aunt Ye is my embroidery master. ”

Yu Wenlin was shocked when he heard this, and after thinking about it, he took it for granted, in this world, in addition to the emperor's grandmother, only the second royal brother can invite Aunt Ye.

"Fourth Highness, what are you doing here?" Rong Hua Zheng was embroidering on his hands, and he didn't ask too much.

Yu Wenlin took a few steps closer, saw what Rong Hua Zheng was embroidering on his hands, raised his head and hahadaxiao, he smiled so much that he didn't leave a trace of face for Rong Hua Zheng, and he couldn't straighten his waist at all when he smiled.

Rong Huazheng's beautiful eyes were half-narrowed, and a few needles in his sleeves flew out, "You laugh at a fart!" ”

Yu Wenlin easily dodged, and finally paused to laugh, but he couldn't help but lose, "Second sister-in-law, only you can embroider such a delicate thing in Kyoto." ”

"Do you have itchy skin? If you have something to say, if you have a fart, let it go! ”

"Second sister-in-law, you are so rude." Yu Wenlin stroked his heart and looked at the beauties around him, Aunt Ye had already gone out at some point, opened her mouth, and stopped talking.

Rong Hua Zheng glanced at him, "If you don't say anything, get back to me." ”

"Don't, second sister-in-law......"

"Manly man, what can't you say?" One look at his bear-like look knew he had something to say.

Yu Wenlin was still a little embarrassed, but he couldn't say anything.

Rong Hua Zheng glared at him, "Get out if you don't say anything!" ”

Yu Wenlin sighed, looking open, but as soon as his mouth opened, a petite and delicate woman broke in, and saw Yu Wenlin staring at Rong Hua Zheng in a daze, stunned, and then angry, "What are you staring at other women?" ”

When Rong Huazheng heard the voice, he was stunned, and followed the voice, and suddenly saw a woman standing outside the door, with her hands on her waist, staring at herself fiercely.

Rong Huazheng felt that she was too innocent, and wanted to say something, but the woman ran in quickly, walked around her three times, suddenly sneered, and said meanly: "You are the princess, right?" It turned out to be such a poor and sour appearance, and it was really a fourth-grade official girl, which was far worse than Sister Qingluan