In fact, there is no plan to discuss, nothing more than how to get more money on the day the gallery opens.

Then Yun Xuanji said that he and Qiu Hao went to see the store today, although the store is not big, but the space upstairs is enough. Qiu Hao didn't have any opinions, only said that it would take two days to draw the decoration drawings.

So Yun Xuanji directly gave Qiu Hao the 50,000 taels of silver tickets in his hand, telling her to remember to record the use of the silver, and if it was not enough, she would come to Yanwangfu to find him.

Then he took a few drawings of the dress designed by Qiu Hao, and came back to find Yan Zenyi to recover his life.

Yan Zenyi looked at the design drawings in his hand and nodded with satisfaction, really appreciating the first tailor in the capital from the bottom of his heart.

Her design is no different from a normal dress, but there are many improvements in the details.

For example, the ordinary floor-length skirt has been changed to wide culottes, and the trousers have a rope hidden in the hem of the culottes, and the wide-legged pants that are easy to trip over themselves will become convenient bloomers when you pull them gently.

There are also pockets with beautiful patterns and buckles on both sides of the long skirt, which are not only embellishments, but also convenient for storing some small items, just like the pockets of modern pants, but more beautiful and invisible.

Yan Zenyi thought about it, and planned to draw the bag after returning home.

Backpacks, crossbody bags, and shoulder bags are more beautiful and convenient than baggage, and for modern women, they are all-encompassing.

I think that as long as the hype and publicity are in place, it is not difficult to do that. However, if you use ordinary fabrics to make it, even if it is beautiful, it is not stiff enough and will reduce the practicality, so Yan Zen clothes are intended to be made of animal skin.

It's just that the cost is bound to be higher, but it doesn't matter, the contract says that her designs must be sold according to her pricing, so she plans to make a limited edition and sell it to the crowd.

After finishing the meal, he came out of the private room of Wangxianglou, and Yan Zenyi heard someone talking about Xuanji Gongzi. Naturally, she didn't expect that in this era when there is no Internet, no TV and no telephone, information can spread so fast.

She pretended to slow down inadvertently, and listened carefully, the person talking was reading a poem, and Yan Zenyi only vaguely heard Yinhan... Wind dew... In March and May, I was suddenly a little surprised.

This is obviously the song "Qihuai" that was sold to the eighth princess for 10,000 taels, but it spread so quickly?

Yan Zenyi lowered his head and thought for a while, but it was clear to think about it. With the character of the eighth princess, she must have read it carefully a few times and then took it out to show off, which is a good thing for Yan Zenyi.

Thinking that the name of the mysterious prince spread so quickly, it was as if she saw tons of silver beckoning to her.

But this time she really thought wrong, the eighth princess was very precious to the poem, but she didn't notice it for a while, and was robbed by the Nine Emperors to read it.

The Nine Emperors couldn't understand it, so they casually gave it to his companion An Peihong, who was just a sister-in-law in a four-rank petty official's family, unlike Du Tianyu, the companion of the Seven Princes, he was most opportunistic.

He knew that the poem was bought by the eighth princess for 10,000 taels, so he secretly wrote it down while reading it. As soon as the princesses and princes got into the carriage back to the palace, he wrote down the poems and knocked on the door one by one to sell them.

In this way, he also made a net profit of two thousand taels of silver, and then this poem was like having wings, and it was quickly worshiped by the students and scholars in the capital.

"In the future, when you go out, you will only wear white robes, the kind that you have to bring yarn, the kind that will feel like a fairy when the wind blows, and when you come out as a mysterious son, no matter how hot it is, you must wear your hair loose."

Yan Zenyi glanced at Yun Xuanji, who was wearing a red bag beside him, and commanded concisely, "Also, be sure to wear a veil." Just in case, I'll teach you to change your appearance when I go back to your yard later, and when you are a mysterious son in the future, even if you wear a veil, you have to change your appearance. ”

"Huh? Is it necessary? Yun Xuanji touched his beautiful face, a little reluctant.

He likes to wear red clothes the most, and the red clothes make him skin as white as snow, delicate and handsome.

"It's a big deal! You still have to distinguish between you and Xuanji Gongzi, to the people around you, you are Yun Gongzi, but for those who blindly worship you, you can only be Xuanji Gongzi. You have to distinguish it yourself, otherwise it will be easy to goof, which will not only affect your daily life, but also affect my earnings. ”

Yan Zenyi nodded solemnly, seeing that he was narcissistically touching his cheek, and emphasized, "Otherwise, you don't have a veil to change your appearance, it's up to you to choose!" ”

Yun Xuanji nodded as if he didn't understand, and responded with some hesitation.

Seeing that it was still early, the two went to the signboard shop again and decided on the signboard. Yan Zenyi came up with a name for the gallery early in the morning, and it was called "Hand Can Pick Stars".

Then I went to the shop that sold the four treasures of the study, chose some blank invitations, and planned to let Yun Xuanji fill in the invitations by himself at night, after all, an invitation was sold for 10,000 taels, and let Yun Xuanji write it himself, so that those who received the invitations felt that it was worth the money.

When the two of them returned to King Yan's mansion, it was time to go to the school to run laps. The two of them only went back to the yard to change into the short beats distributed yesterday, and hurried to the school field again.

Yesterday's legs were still hurting after ten laps, and Yan Zenyi was worried that it would take longer than yesterday's run, but when he ran to the third lap, both of them seemed to be a little numb in their legs, and they didn't run as panting as yesterday.

They finished the run earlier than yesterday, and only had one more stick of incense than half an hour, and the two of them had completed the task of ten laps. Although the two of them were still lying on the ground like dead fish after the end, they still felt a sense of accomplishment in their hearts.

Weichen didn't come to train today, but Fengyue has been guarding outside the school field.

Although Fengyue is petite and not as tall as Yan Zen clothes, her strength is amazing.

Seeing that his master was lying on the ground, he immediately stepped forward, waited for a drink, and then picked up Yan Zen's clothes horizontally as if he had not been dusty yesterday, and returned to the fence courtyard after a few jumps.

After serving Yan Zen clothes and bathing, Fengyue took out a porcelain vase, which contained a colorless ointment. Feng Yue helped Yan Zen Yi to the bed, and began to apply the colorless ointment to Yan Zen Yi's sore legs.

It seems that because of the internal force, the ointment was quickly absorbed by Yan Zenyi, and after Fengyue massaged her for a quarter of an hour, Yan Zenyi was already comfortable sleeping.

Of course, before going to bed, don't forget to remind Fengyue, such a good medicine, remember to send a bottle to Banshuang Courtyard for Yun Gongzi to use.

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Soon it was the day to go to the Anning Hou Mansion, and after ten laps of the routine, Yan Zenyi quickly returned to the Liju Courtyard to bathe and eat.

Yesterday they were both able to complete 10 laps in half an hour, and their endurance improved every day. Remembering what the head of the teacher said before, they can complete ten laps in half an hour before they can start the next project, so today they both went to the school field full of expectations.

However, Yan Jiaotou just lightly threw out two pairs of ten-pound sandbags and said, "Tie your legs and continue to run, complete ten laps in half an hour, and you can start a new project." ”

Yun Xuanji was a little unconvinced, but seeing that Yan Zenyi honestly tied sandbags to his legs, he could only tie sandbags with him.

However, today's results were not bad, and the ten laps with sandbags tied to them only took more than half an hour and more than half an hour. Judging from this speed, Yan Zenyi feels that the day after tomorrow should be able to start the new project in the mouth of the head of Yanjiao.

I just hope I don't just give them two pairs of sandbags and fool them with a new project.

After bathing, Yan Zen clothes were ready to pack up and go to the Anning Marquis's Mansion.

It's just that she is still struggling, whether she is wearing women's clothes and going to meet those poor students of Su Fuzi as the first talented woman in the capital? Or wear men's clothes and go to meet those poor students as the best friend of the mysterious son?

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally changed into men's clothes, and then took a snail Dai and a box of gouache suitable for dark skin tones, and hurriedly went to the half-double courtyard.

In any capacity, it is not as convenient as letting Xuanji Gongzi go out in person, after all, she will also need to rely on Xuanji Gongzi to help her win the hearts of those people in the future.

She is not afraid at all that those poor students will not give face to Xuanji Gongzi, after all, in the past few days, everyone in the capital has heard of the name of Xuanji Gongzi, from eighty years old to four-year-old children.

The song "Qihuai" of Xuanji Gongzi has even been composed of several songs, and has been sung melodiously by some singers or Qinglou girls.

There are also many smart and money-making vendors who have begun to sell folding fans, umbrellas and even silk handkerchiefs written with poems by the mysterious child.

Because except for a few people, no one has seen the authentic works of the mysterious son, so there are also some black-hearted hawkers who have begun to sell fakes at high prices.

Isn't that a fire? Yan Zenyi felt that it was the first time he held an idol, and he was very successful!

When Yan Zenyi rushed into the semi-double courtyard, Yun Xuanji was sitting in front of the dresser and carefully wiping his green hair. Yan Chanyi called Yun Gongzi in the courtyard, and Yun Xuanji wore his hair and walked into the courtyard wearing only a white brocade shirt.

Yan Zenyi was almost stunned again, people who had just finished bathing would have pink cheeks, on Yun Xuanji's fair face, his pink was particularly yearning, his hair had not yet dried, and his middle clothes were invaded by water droplets, full of looming temptation.

"Qiu Hao is right, you are really a prodigal son." Yun Xuanji looked stunned when he saw Yan Zenyi, a little funny and a little proud, and while still wiping his hair, he threw a wink and joked, "Master, am I so beautiful that you can't speak?" ”

"......" Yan Zenyi was called back to his senses by the voice of "Master I" again, and glared at him angrily before saying, "You dry your hair quickly, and you will accompany me out as a mysterious son in a while, you ask Suyu to prepare your clothes, and I will put on makeup for you first." ”