A small sedan chair with a golden roof and blue enclosure slowly came from the west end of Chang'an Road, carried by two young sedan chair drivers, and followed by a handsome boy wearing an indigo robe.

The curtain of the sedan chair was opened, and a slender white hand poked out, and the owner of the hand was talking to the son.

"Cousin, you don't really plan to ignore me anymore!"

"Cousin!"

"Cousin?"

……

Meng Heyu licked her face, put her chin on the window with a scoundrel look, and looked at Pei Lingxian with a smile.

After coming out of the Spring Pavilion, no matter how he teased, he had an impassive expression, as if someone owed him eight hundred guan.

The sedan chair soon arrived at the door of Jinlin Xiufang, Meng Heyu looked at it, and couldn't help but sigh, this Xiufang looked hidden in a not too dazzling alley, but the lintel was quite magnificent, and most of the girls who came in and out were brightly dressed.

The sedan chair driver parked the sedan chair outside the gate on the west side, and Meng Heyu got up and got off the sedan chair.

Pei Ling first asked the two palanquin drivers to send the things to the "photo gallery" on Suzaku Street first, and then turned his head to look at her: "Let's go!" ”

Meng Heyu was happy and twisted a lotus finger: "Cousin, I'm dizzy, or will you help me?" ”

Pei Ling looked at her expressionlessly: "How do you want me to help?" ”

Meng Heyu shrugged inexplicably and smiled dryly: "I don't know why, I feel that my whole body is full of strength now, my waist is no longer sore, and my legs are no longer painful." ”

The corners of Pei Lingxian's lips loosened slightly: "Then let's go!" ”

Meng Heyu entered the play instantly, shaking her hip bones while shaking her fan, and swayed into Jinlin Xiufang step by step.

There were not many people in the shop, two female men, one was introducing embroidery to a middle-aged woman, and the other was sorting out the embroidery patterns on the shelves.

The shopkeeper was a woman in her thirties, wearing a dark yellow skirt, and she was pulling an abacus behind the counter.

Meng Heyu shook all the way to the counter, raised her hand, and patted the embroidery thread she took from the old king of Yizhuang on the counter: "Shopkeeper, I want to buy this kind of thread, do you have it here?" ”

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the embroidery thread on the counter, and couldn't help but be stunned: "The girl is looking for this kind of thread?" ”

Meng Heyu shook her fan, leaned half of her body on the counter, lowered her voice and said: "Yes, my cousin is going to Beijing to catch the exam, I plan to make a cheongsam for him, this has been going for more than half a year, I have to find some tough threads to sew!" As he spoke, he deliberately threw a wink at Pei Ling behind him.

Pei Ling let Meng Heyu play there first, and her slightly constricted eyes looked at the side door behind the counter from time to time.

The shopkeeper glanced at the 'cousin' with some sympathy, then picked up the silk thread and looked at it carefully, and said in surprise: "This kind of thread is woven from the silk of the South China Sea shark and the white spider of the Snow Mountain, and it is worth a thousand gold, and it is used to sew clothes......

When Meng Heyu heard this, she was not happy, and slapped the counter suddenly: "What?" Do you think Miss Ben doesn't have any money? ”

The shopkeeper's face fell: "I didn't mean that, I just ......"

"You just don't think I have any money." Meng Heyu didn't give her a chance to defend herself at all, she turned around sharply and grabbed Pei Lingxian's arm, "Cousin, look at her, he actually said that I don't have any silver, come, use your silver bag to smash her to death!" ”

Pei Ling glanced at her helplessly, and cooperatively took out the purse in her sleeve pocket.

Meng Heyu took the purse and slapped it on the counter: "Come, I want as much as you want." ”

The shopkeeper's face fell: "No, this young lady, I mean, this kind of silk thread is precious and abnormal, and the shop does not have it." ”

"How so?" Meng Heyu suddenly screamed, "Let me tell you, I'm a friend of Mrs. Cui of Jiangfu, she told me that she bought this silk thread from you before, what's the matter?" Do you look down on me? ”

As soon as her voice fell, the shopkeeper's face turned white, and she hurriedly sneered: "This, why don't I take you to see the owner?" ”

Meng Heyu snorted arrogantly, and took back the purse and put it in her arms: "Okay, I'll just barely see your owner." ”

The shopkeeper walked out from behind the counter, explained to the two guys to look at the store, and led the two of them through the side door behind the counter to the back house.

Meng Heyu secretly pressed a fan against Pei Lingxian's waist, lowered her voice, and said proudly: "How is it?" Am I acting like it? That's what I read in my book. ”

The inner corridor of the side door was a little dim, Pei Ling first looked down at Meng Heyu who suddenly leaned over, and a unique fragrance of a girl came to his face, like a wisp of thread, wrapped around him little by little.

He subconsciously frowned, wanting to stay away from her, but she didn't seem to be aware of the ambiguous distance between the two at all, not only chased after him, but also hit his outer thigh with her shaky hip bone from time to time.

The tips of his ears were faintly hot, and he silently quickened his pace.

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Meng Heyu smiled and squinted her eyes and touched the tip of her nose, what should I do if I feel a little cute?

Passing through the inner hall, there is a second courtyard at the back, which is not big, but it is extremely neat and orderly. The shopkeeper came to the door of the main house and knocked on the door: "Owner, there are two guests who want to buy some special threads, can you see if there are any here?" ”

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, there was silence in the room, Meng Heyu turned her head to look at Pei Lingxian, and said secretly: What kind of person is this, it looks quite mysterious.

Pei Ling glanced at the courtyard thoughtfully and didn't speak.

After a while, there was a sudden sound of footsteps inside the door, and the closed door was pulled open from the inside, and a faint smell of herbs came to the face.

Meng Heyu was slightly stunned, and saw a woman wearing a long skirt with a crow blue collar and a fence on her head walking out of the house, obviously Jin Xiuyan mentioned in Cheng Shaoqing's information.

Kim so-yeon, who was not tall, nodded at them, and then gestured a few times to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper handed the silk thread that Meng Heyu gave her before: "These two want this kind of thread, I said that there is no one in the workshop, but this girl said that the owner of the workshop sold it to Mrs. Cui of Jiangfu some time ago, so I came to ask you, is there really still it?" ”

Kim so-yeon took the silk thread and nodded to the shopkeeper.

Meng Heyu looked at the two of them talking and communicating with each other, and suddenly realized that this Boss Jin was probably a mute who couldn't speak.

As if sensing her gaze, Kim so-yeon turned her head to look at her and made a few gestures to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper hurriedly explained: "The owner had a throat injury when he was young, and his vocal cords were seriously damaged. ”

Jin Xiuyan on the side nodded, turned around and motioned for a few people to enter the inner room.

Meng Heyu shook her fan: "Okay!" Inside, as long as you have a cable, I can afford to buy as much as I want. ”

The hall of the inner room is not big, the smell of medicine is a little strong, and there is a incense stick lit on the dresser by the window, probably with the fragrance of herbs and trees, and it becomes a little indescribable after mixing the smell of medicine.

The lighting in the room was not very good, it was dark and dull, and Meng Heyu found that there was no bronze mirror on the dresser.

It is also strange that there is no bronze mirror in a woman's room.

As if sensing Meng Heyu's abnormality, Jin Xiuyan walked to the window and opened the window, and made a few gestures to the shopkeeper.

"The owner said......"

"She said that she has been in poor health recently, she has a cold, she has been taking medicine, and the smell in the house is not very good." Pei Ling first suddenly interrupted the shopkeeper's words.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and said with a surprised face: "Childe knows sign language?" ”

Pei Ling nodded first: "A little bit of understanding." ”

The shopkeeper smiled: "Since Childe knows sign language, I won't delay here, the business ahead is a little busy." ”

As soon as the shopkeeper left, Meng Heyu pulled a chair and sat down, shaking her fan while asking Jin Xiuyan: "Just say, how much silver do you want for this line?" ”

Kim so-yeon vomited, looked at the silk thread on the table, and shook her head.

"None? Didn't you sell it to Cui He before? Meng Heyu slammed the fan on the table, shaking the teacup, and the tea inside overflowed everywhere.

Jin Xiuyan hurriedly raised her hand and gestured a few times, Meng Heyu turned her head to look at Pei Lingxian: "What did she say?" ”

Pei Lingxian looked at Jin Xiuyan with burning eyes, and said lightly: "She said that the thread was given to Cui He by her to prepare the royal gift for tribute, and now there is no longer it in the workshop." ”

Meng Heyu sneered, picked up the fan and shook it off: "You don't know that Cui He is dead!" It's not good to use a dead man as a shield. After she finished speaking, she hurriedly stared at Kim so-yeon carefully.

It's a pity that I can't see the expression on her face at all through the fence.

Kim so-yeon was silent for a moment, then raised her hand and gestured twice.

Meng Heyu rubbed her eyebrows and asked Pei Lingxian impatiently, "What did she say?" ”

She said she didn't know.

"Now that you know, aren't you sad?" Meng Heyu supported her chin with both hands and looked at Jin Xiuyan with a gossipy expression, "I heard that you and Cui He have a close relationship, study Zang embroidery techniques together, and prepare to pay tribute to the emperor as a congratulatory gift for Taizong's longevity." ”

Why am I sad?

Kim so-yeon gestured.

"What did she say?"

"Why did she say she was sad?"

"Needless to say, the partner died suddenly, and she ......"

"Master of the Golden Workshop." Pei Lingxian suddenly interrupted her words, raised her hand and pointed to a piece of embroidered face hanging on the west wall, and gestured to Jin Xiuyan a few times.

Jin Xiuyan's body stiffened slightly, and she used sign language to communicate with Pei Ling first. The two of them gestured as if no one was around, Meng Heyu sat next to him and was in a hurry, so angry that she kicked Pei Lingxian's calf under the table.

After a long time, Pei Lingxian suddenly stood up and bowed his head to her: "Let's go!" ”

"That's it? My silk thread, don't buy it? "The second monk Meng He is confused, this is the end of it? Isn't it up to her to say it?

She didn't say anything!

Pei Ling nodded at Jin Xiuyan first, grabbed her by the back of the neck, and lifted her up from the chair: "Let's go!" ”

Meng Heyu grabbed the edge of the table and didn't let go: "I ......" hasn't finished asking yet!

Pei Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, and suddenly lowered her head to her ear and said lightly: "Cousin! My aunt was still waiting for us to come home for lunch. ”

Meng Heyu only felt that her ears were itching, as if she had been gently scratched by something, and the tips of her heart trembled.

This dog man actually blew her ears.

Blow her

Ear?