Lin Niangzi thought for a while before saying: "I don't know what the specific thing is, but I paid 5,000 taels just for the deposit, and said that there will be 10,000 taels after the acceptance of the finished clothes." With this money, we can hire more embroiderers and guys, and change to a bigger shop—"

The more Lin Niangzi spoke, the more excited she became, her excited eyes lit up, but Jiang Yingli couldn't help but think, what kind of trouble is Ding Shi doing? The previous clothes were not finished yet.

Ding Shi in the elegant room on the second floor sat at the table, in front of him was a blue and white porcelain teacup, his body was a wide-sleeved robe pressed with pine crane and green bamboo patterns, the top of his head was a sheep fat white jade hair crown, and his right hand held a folding fan with a picture of distant mountains.

Such a romantic and freehand style, although it is in line with his consistent style, but it is a little different, and I can't say where it is.

Jiang Yingli saluted him, politely but couldn't help but tease: "Eh, isn't this Ding Gongzi with a lot of money?" Long waiting. ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Ding Shi flicked his wrist, and the distant mountain map on the fan was suddenly put away, and he replied with a smile on his eyebrows and a non-standard regular salute, "You have finished my clothes, so it won't be a long wait." ”

When he laughed, even his eyes had a curved arc, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in them, Jiang Yingli was a little uncomfortable, coughed lightly, and said: "What clothes do you want to make, what requirements do you have, you can tell Mrs. Lin, she will remember it, don't have to wait for me." That piece of clothing from your earlier was enough for me to keep myself busy for a while. ”

She didn't have time to be entangled with Ding, and the most important thing today was the spring ploughing ceremony.

Jiang Yingli turned around to leave, but she didn't think that Ding Shi's footsteps moved and stopped in front of her again.

Ding Shi stared at her eyes, "The clothes I want are extremely important, and there is no room for loss, in case Lin Niangzi will be wrong, it will not be good, in this matter, I only believe you." ”

For some reason, Jiang Yingli always felt that Ding Shi seemed to bite the four words "I only believe in you" in a particularly ambiguous way.

Since Ding Shi said so, he still looked so solemn, Jiang Yingli could only take out a pen and paper, "I have something to do in a while, please say it quickly." ”

Ding Shi returned to the chair and sat down satisfied, propped one hand in front of him, thought for a while, and said, "What I want to do is a woman's dress, the number is not much, but it must be expensive, exquisite, ingenious, and also——"

He was speechless for a while, as if he was racking his brains to think of the next adjective, Jiang Yingli picked up the pen and answered coldly, "Do you still want to receive the girl in the skirt to be dead to you?" ”

On the other side, Ding Shi suddenly smiled, "I didn't say what girl I was going to give." ”

With Jiang Yingliang's understanding of Ding Shi, he is a prodigal gentleman, and he can't wear these skirts, so it's not strange if he sends them to girls.

For some reason, as long as Jiang Yingli thought about it, his heart felt a little strangely itchy.

She didn't notice the difference in her tone at all, and after putting away the pen and paper and handing it to Lin Niangzi, she began to rush to the guests, "I have remembered all your requirements, please go back first today." Leave the address, and naturally there will be a tailor who will go to the house to measure the size. ”

Jiang Yingli looked at the sky outside, and when he went back at this time, he could just catch the carriage.

However, Ding Shi didn't mean to let her go so simply.

"I heard that a few days ago, the daughter of Youcheng just spent a thousand gold, and your boss accompanied her to pick out fabric patterns for an afternoon, and my business is more than ten times more than hers, why are you so cold to me?"

The unique crisp aroma on the man's body came to her face, almost holding Jiang Yinglian's whole person, she hurriedly took two steps back, and said with a calm face: "Men and women don't kiss, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to continue to entertain." ”

"I have seen a lot of healers who treat the sick and save people, men and women, scholars, scholars, Ding Shi smiled and took a step further, "Besides, I've been entertained so many times before, if it's wrong, it's already inappropriate!" However, since you say that there is a difference between men and women, then I will tell you another person. ”

He shouted out of the door, and soon walked in an old woman of thirty or forty years old, dressed in an old-fashioned and dignified manner, with her hair in a meticulous bun on her head, and even her expression was serious without a trace of waves.

Ding Shi raised the corners of his mouth and smiled at Jiang Yingliang, "This is my grandmother in the house, she will tell you the specific details, you talk, I, go and have fun by yourself." ”

As he spoke, he walked downstairs with a folding fan.

Looking at the cold-faced grandmother in front of her, and looking at the time again, Jiang Yingli was a little embarrassed for a while.

If you miss today, you don't know when you will have the opportunity to meet the six princes next time, but the embroidery workshop is not only your own hard work, but also the source of all the guys to support their families.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yingli gritted his teeth and made a decision - his career is the most important.

What spring ploughing, what six princes, let's put it aside first.

She raised her hand to welcome Mama in, with a kind smile on her face, "Mama has anything to like, just say it, our embroidery workshop will do its best." ”

After all, she could only let Jing'er go to Mrs. Hou to pass on the news, saying that the embroidery workshop had something to do and couldn't leave, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to go.

On the other hand, Ding Shi didn't have any fun after leaving the embroidery workshop, and outside the door, a carriage was waiting for him.

By the time he got out of the carriage, his robe had been replaced by a narrow-sleeved tunic garment, he took the reins from his servant's hand and galloped north out of the city, toward the valley where the spring ploughing ceremony took place.

In the spring ploughing ceremony for a while, he is the protagonist.

The blue sky is high, the spring is melting, the civil and military officials with their wives and daughters and their families respectfully lined up in two teams to stand on the edge of the field, and the six princes with the imperial order appeared on time on the high platform built for the sacrifice to the sky, the ritual music sounded, and the audience immediately knelt down in a piece.

At this time, Ding Shi had already changed into civilian clothes embroidered with a dragon pattern with gold thread, and changed from a gentleman to a noble six princes, although he was only a four-clawed golden dragon, but he was also extravagant, so that people did not dare to look at it directly.

The number of rituals to worship the heavens is cumbersome and boring, and sowing seeds needs to step into the mud, and there is no elegance at all, but the six princes are good-looking, with slanted eyebrows and sideburns, red lips and white teeth, and a long and straight body, no matter what they do, it seems to be so eye-catching, which makes the onlookers blush and heartbeat one after another.

Even the daughter of Youcheng forgot about the festival of the daughter of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and only hoped that the six princes could raise their heads and look at themselves.

The layman looks at the liveliness, the insider looks at the doorway, and the people watching outside don't know what the officials and men are thinking, what they value is the doorway in every action of Yunchuan.

Digging pits, sowing seeds, cultivating soil, and watering, the movements of the six princes were not a little arrogant and impetuous, but extremely focused and steadfast, fast and smooth, and even the strength was just right, almost no different from when they were plowing in the fields on weekdays.

"This prince is not a showman at first glance, he really knows how to farm."

"Yes, he looks like a good boy."

Listening to the whispers of the people behind them, several ministers glanced at each other, and what they saw in each other's eyes was a look of relief.

With a prince like this, the future of the country is expected.