After a while, the panting Red Sleeves ran in, holding a pile of paper in one hand and a small basket in the other, which contained pen and ink, and she sat down and spread the paper, pressed the paperweight, and sharpened the ink, and then signaled that it was time to begin.

"Why don't you take a break?" Zhao Wuregret said with a smile, his anger has not calmed down, he is really anxious.

Red Sleeves took a few deep breaths, and then said indifferently, "Zhao Gongzi is okay." ”

"Okay," Zhao Wuregret could only slow down when he saw this, "Anyway, the Monkey King got his name, and he ...... more and more."

The second time I finished speaking, but seeing that the red sleeves looked unfinished, I could only smile bitterly and said, "You see it's noon, don't you eat first?"

"Oh, look at you, don't go cook yet, don't starve Zhao Gongzi," Red Sleeves instructed a few subordinates, "Fortunately, Master Zhao won't blame you a lot." ”

I haven't opened my mouth yet, how do you know I won't blame them? Zhao Wuregret secretly despised him.

"Zhao Gongzi, anyway, they won't be able to do it well for a while, or will you talk about it ten times or eight times?" Redsleeves had a flattering expression.

"At most," Zhao said helplessly.

"At least five times."

"Okay, then twice, don't bargain again, or forget it." Zhao Wuregret saw that Red Sleeves nodded reluctantly, so he preached again, "But it was said that the Monkey King returned to his hometown and killed the Demon King of the Mixed World......"

The third and fourth chapters were finished in one go, but Red Sleeves still looked at Zhao Wuregret with a resentful expression, which made Zhao Wuregret wonder if he had done something sorry for her, but fortunately, the meal was ready at this time, and someone came to call them to eat.

This small courtyard has a small living room, the small dining table is almost full of plates, four meats and three vegetables and a soup, the production is very exquisite, there is an appetite when you look at it, Zhao Wuregret walked to the table and sat down, the red sleeves took a delicate white porcelain wine pot and poured him a glass of rice wine, take a sip, the rice wine should be warmed with hot water, the wine is clear and transparent, the wine is rich, the taste is mellow, slightly bitter but the aftertaste is endless.

"It's really good wine," Zhao Wuregret sighed, "This should be Jimo Old Bar?"

"Childe is really extraordinary, he drank it in one sip, haven't you drunk it before?" Redsleeves asked with a smile.

"I've drunk it, but the taste is 108,000 miles away from this." Zhao Wuregret didn't lie to her, in later generations, he drank all the famous wines all over the world, and Jimo old wine naturally included, but the taste was much worse than this.

"That's natural, although Jimo is owned by Daliang, but it is not far from Yangzhou, almost all of the old wine it produces is sold to Jiangnan, and the Lin family has covered seventy percent of it, and the old wine that Gongzi just drank is specially brewed for the Lin family."

Zhao Wuregret knew that northerners liked spirits, and it was enough to pour it into his mouth like a fire, and mellow like rice wine was not very popular.

"Let's sit down and eat together." Looking at the girl standing beside him and waiting, Zhao Wuregret couldn't help but beckon, you know, in the previous life, a woman like this kind of school flower, she was as proud as a princess, and asked her to serve you for dinner? Hehe.

"No need, the slave and maid will eat later," Seeing that Zhao Wuregret was still saying something, Red Sleeves shook his head and said, "Although the eldest lady treats us like sisters on weekdays, the Lin family is a big family after all, and there should still be rules, otherwise when the guests come to see the master and the next person at the same table, then the Lin family will become the laughing stock of Shilin." ”

After Zhao Wuregret was full of food and drink, Red Sleeves didn't pestering him anymore to continue the story of Journey to the West, and after instructing Yahuan to clean up the table, he saluted him, and then took the manuscript written in the morning, and walked away gracefully, which made Zhao Wuregret can't help but think, how can this little girl be so different all of a sudden.

Anyway, there was nothing to do in the afternoon, and promised Lin Zichang that the drawings of the sea ship were just drawn for him, Zhao Wuregret chose the shape of the Fu ship, the Fu ship and the Guangzhou ship, the sand boat and the bird boat were listed as the four major ship systems in ancient China, among which the technology of "watertight horizontal bulkhead" was invented and adopted by the Fu ship, the first cabin was broken, and the second cabin and the third cabin were ......

There were lucky boats in the Soochow period, but it did not reach its peak until the Song and Yuan dynasties, and it is said that the treasure ship that Zheng He took when he went to the West was a kind of lucky boat.

However, due to the fact that this plane has never stopped fighting since the Wu Zhou Dynasty, many shipbuilding skills have been destroyed, and water battles in peacetime also occur on the Yangtze River, which makes the sea ships almost not developed, and Zhao Wuregret painted the lucky ships in the early Ming Dynasty.

An afternoon passed quickly, looking at a few drawings on the table, Zhao Wuregret rolled up with satisfaction, and walked out of the yard to send it to Lin Zichang.

When I walked to the garden, I remembered that I didn't know how to go, and just as I was hesitating, a girl in green was walking in front of me with a flower basket, which was one of Lin Ruoyi's two personal girls.

"Miss Tian Xiang, Miss Tian Xiang, please wait a moment," Zhao Wu regretted as he walked over as he shouted

The girl in green turned around suspiciously, watching a man running towards her, she was a little surprised at first, but she still stopped after recognizing that it was Zhao Wuregret.

When I came to the girl's side, a faint fragrance inhaled into my nose, I don't know if it was the fragrance of flowers or the fragrance of the body, "Zhao Gongzi, were you calling the maid just now?"

The girl waited for Zhao Wuregret to approach and asked him softly.

Looking at the delicate face in front of him, Zhao Wuregret couldn't help but sigh, such a gentle and beautiful girl turned out to be just a girl, but many young ladies from small and medium-sized families couldn't compare to her.

"Miss Tianxiang, I have something to look for Lin Gongzi, but I don't know where he is."

The girl frowned slightly, but still said, "The young master went out after lunch, and if the son has something important, I can call the second manager to come over." ”

"That's fine, then thank you Miss Tianxiang." Seeing this, Zhao Wuregret prepared to go back first.

"Zhao Gongzi wait a minute," the girl bit her red lip, "I don't know why Gongzi called me 'Tian Xiang'?"

"Huh?" Zhao Wuregret said suspiciously, "Isn't the girl called Tian Xiang?" That's what the girl in the red sleeves said. ”

"Lu Hongsleeve?" The girl smiled helplessly, "It's okay to tell the son, this is that girl is joking with you, the maid's surname is Wei, and her name is Zihan." ”

"Wei Zihan, what a good name," Zhao Wuregret muttered the name and returned to the courtyard, only to see Red Sleeves sitting on a stone bench in the middle of the courtyard looking at a book with relish.

When I walked over and took a look, it was the book "Women's Rules" written by Empress Changsun, and it was hard for her to read this kind of book.

"Hmph," Zhao Wuregret was angry, she had just made a big oolong, but she had no heart to be stupid here, it was really an uncle who could bear it, and an aunt who couldn't bear it.