Wu Mingzhe's pull was too strong, Hong Xin'er didn't hang up, her hand fell off the force, and she stumbled backwards unconsciously. Fortunately, she was light and dexterous, and at the moment she touched the ground, she supported herself on her toes, hugged her whole body, and rolled twice on the spot, and her clothes were wrinkled, so she didn't break her feet.

Mu Hanqing and Wu Mingzhe on the side were stunned when they saw Hong Xin'er's movements. Where is this the daughter of an official family, I am afraid that it is the harlequin of the troupe who buys juggling in the West Market to have such skills. Wu Mingzhe's grip on Mu Hanqing's hand was released.

Xin'er stood up, she saw that the mouse was beaten away, secretly said thank God, looked down at her hands and feet, and moved. Knowing that he was not injured, he slapped the dust on his lower hand. After only two shots, Xin'er felt that it was inappropriate, just now she only cared about self-preservation, and for a while she came up with a usual way to deal with falls, but how could Miss Tujia roll on the spot?

It is now early spring, the brazier has long been removed from the house, Xin'er and Mu Hanqing are doing hot samples in one place, in order to avoid suspicion, the small door in the back hall is also open, and she doesn't feel the heat at all, but a layer of cold sweat oozes from the top of her head, and then she looks at Mu Hanqing and Wu Mingzhe in the other corner of the house, and only sees the two of them. Wide open mouth. Wu Mingzhe's eyes widened, and even the whites of his eyes were exposed.

Just when Xin'er didn't find a proper speech, Wu Mingzhe clapped his hands to himself: "The owner of the soil is very capable, I can't imagine that you have such skills when you look at your slender posture on weekdays, and you really don't let you have eyebrows." It is said that the old master of the Tujia family is not only good at gardening, but also has a lot of other skills, and now I see it, I really admire it. ”

Xin'er knew that she had been seen by the two of them to roll on the spot, and it was useless to explain more, but fortunately, she was afraid of rats, and she probably hadn't understood it yet, and she was weak in a serious manner, so it was better to follow his words and talk nonsense. Hong Xin'er arched her hand at this time, and raised her thick eyebrows slightly: "It's easy to say, my father is really good at martial arts on weekdays, and he must practice two moves of Tai Chi every day. ”

Hong Xin'er said this, but her heart was a ball, which was more wrinkled than the soft dates that had not been picked in the twilight of autumn. Although it is to cover up the truth of the top difference, he still has a lot of disrespect for arranging the master like this, and he will definitely give him a few more pillars of incense to make amends when he goes back.

Mu Hanqing saw that the situation was clear, and he also knew that it would not be beneficial for him to expose Xin'er's fear of mice, so he wanted to take advantage of this gap and leave the house. Unexpectedly, when Mingzhe saw that he was leaving, he dragged Mu Hanqing out of the back hall first.

Xin'er didn't pay attention to the two of them anymore, and sat down after picking up the hot samples for a while. Yesterday, the inner supervisor of the corner hall came to urge again, and she had to hurry up.

Wu Mingzhe was very powerful, and Mu Hanqing couldn't break free, so he had to follow out. The two of them were outside the door and talked about the relationship between Mu Hanqing and Hong Xin'er, but fortunately, Wu Mingzhe was a sincere person, and he believed what Mu Hanqing said. But Mu Hanqing has not yet married, and there is no way to please Wu Mingzhe again, so he has nothing to do to listen to how those married craftsmen get close to the girl, or he can be saved.

Two days later, the hot stamping was completed. Lord Wei was overjoyed when he heard the news, put down the documents he was reviewing, and moved to the back hall to check in person.

When a few young craftsmen heard about it, they also squeezed into the back hall to see what was new. It has been decades since the last time the Imperial Garden was repaired, and none of these descendants have ever seen a hot sample, let alone done it. For a while, the backhall, which was not spacious, could not insert extra feet.

When everyone saw that Lord Wei had arrived, they consciously lined up left and right to make way for them. Xin'er ran to the front and led Master Wei to the small table where the hot samples were placed.

Lord Wei was over fifty years old, and in order to see the truth, he unconsciously came closer. The three principals stood beside Lord Wei, waiting for the results of his old man's inspection.

But I saw that the hot sample was less than two feet long, and the volume was not large, but it was like a real hall, standing on a paper stone platform. Looking up the steps, I saw that although the pillar was small, the base of the column was round. The run is divided into two layers, the bucket arch protrudes outward, and the vermilion pigment tone is no different from the vermilion topcoat. On the pane, the ice cracks are all over it, and the bright paper cut into small sheets is pasted in the window, blocking all kinds of things in the hall, elegant and solemn, and it is more charming than the Wanfuwen on the window lattice of the original hall. At the foot of the palace, the roof ridge arches, and the expression of the immortal riding the phoenix is also lifelike. The glazed tiles are not painted on cardboard like in the past, but are attached to them one by one, and the protruding power is no different from a real roof.

Whoever looks at it will know that a lot of work has been put into this hot sample.

After Lord Wei saw it, he touched his mole and nodded again and again. But seeing this time, the hot sample in front of him is just past a level, and without looking at the furnishings inside, Lord Wei does not dare to make a conclusion.

Lord Wei turned his head and asked the three principals: "Everyone, if you want to remove the roof of the hall and look at the furnishings inside, what should you do?" ”

Hong Xin'er heard this, so she stepped forward, bent down, spread her hands, pressed on both sides of the hot room in the main hall, and looked at Lord Wei on one side: "Lord Wei, you only need to pick the gap under the roof with both hands, and then lift this top upwards with force, and you can see the layout inside." ”

Lord Wei did as he said, and there were five rooms on the outside of this hall, and three on the inside. The three rooms in the middle are combined into one, which is dedicated to the god of flowers and the place where the harem ladies enter the incense. On the left and right sides of one is a warm pavilion, and the other is a small study with a collection of scriptures. If you look closely, the craftsmanship inside is even more elaborate than the outside, and even the fruit incense burner is carved out of a reed pole and dyed with color.

In order to be complete, Lord Wei turned over the top of the hall and checked it, and the purlins were interspersed neatly, and there was nothing wrong with the joints. It has not been a day or two since the emperor urged this hot sample, and Lord Wei saw that everything was ready for this hot sample, so of course he was in a hurry to get it and go on a business trip. Without staying long, he reinstalled the roof of the temple by himself, and instructed the inner supervisor who came with him to hold a hot sample and follow him to the errand.

The emperor was accompanying the queen mother to listen to the play in Ci'an Palace at this time, and it was inconvenient for Lord Wei to go, so he let the inner supervisor pass the word and presented the hot sample to the emperor, and he waited alone in the corner hall.

After a while, the eunuch beside the emperor personally brought a hot sample, and also brought an edict from the emperor to Lord Wei. The little inner supervisor who followed next to him held a Nanmu box in his hand, and he didn't know what was inside. Lord Wei hurriedly knelt on the ground, waiting to listen to the emperor's instructions.

Lord Wei knelt down, and the eunuch raised his voice and announced: "Wei Qing has been tired for many days, and the hot sample is very comforting, and he will reward Wei Qing with a pair of jade pots." Since you have such skilled craftsmen in the Ministry of Works, you might as well try it again, and refer to my edict to change the burned Fubi Pavilion to a look. ”

After listening to the commandment, Lord Wei bowed to the chief eunuch, and said: "The minister receives the order, long live my emperor, long live." Stretching out his hands, he took the Nanmu box and a folded piece of rice paper with trepidation. The eunuch had a good relationship with Lord Wei, and he stepped forward to help Lord Wei get up. As usual, Lord Wei left the eunuch to drink tea before leaving.

The attendants came up and added the best chrysanthemums to the two of them. Flower tea, Lord Wei unfolded the hand and looked at it, his brows furrowed.

The emperor was satisfied with this hot sample, and Lord Wei was happy, but there was only one word "ten" on the paper, and how to change the Fubi Pavilion was not very clear. In the end, it is unpredictable to be a gentleman, he has been an official for many years, and he has always been safe, but he does not dare to act rashly.

The eunuch was already drinking tea, and he took several sips in a row, apparently to be on the right appetite. Seeing this, Lord Wei called the attendant again: "Come on, go and bring this chrysanthemum. Give the eunuch more flowers and tea to take away. ”

The eunuch didn't shirk either, glanced at Master Wei with a smile, and lowered his head to drink tea.

The attendant was quick with his hands and feet, and after a while, he took two red paper wraps and put them on the table for Lord Wei. After the attendant retreated again, the eunuch put down the teacup: "Lord Wei, but there is something to ask the Sajia family?" ”

"I really can't hide anything from the eunuch. The emperor only gave me the word 'ten', the old man was stupid and didn't understand what it meant, can the eunuch make it clear one or two. ”

The eunuch stood up, put the two paper bags into his sleeves, dipped his fingers in the tea, wrote the word "yang" on the table, and said slowly: "How can you and I guess the holy will?" Sajia didn't say anything. With that, the eunuch stepped out of the corner hall and hurried to his life.

Master Wei recited this yang character two or three times, and he got a little meaning. In the early years, when the emperor was the son, he had followed the first emperor Weifu to visit Ruyang, and he liked the scenery of Ruyang very much, and he often mentioned it here after ascending the throne.

But although Lord Wei was smart, he only guessed one and didn't guess the other. The word "ten" written by the emperor refers to the common cross grass pavilion in the Ruyang area. The emperor wanted to persuade the first emperor to incorporate the cross pavilion into the palace, but the imperial garden was built for many years, except for the necessary small repairs every year, there was really no need to repair another pavilion, so this idea was delayed for many years. Now that the Fucui Pavilion has been destroyed, the emperor saw that Lord Wei had a skilled craftsman, so he remembered this matter again.

Lord Wei's real name is Wei Wuji, and his grandfather was a former official to the prime minister, and he was in the limelight for a while. Lord Wei is also a competitive person, he is a high school jinshi in his early twenties, he has been trained in Hanlin for nearly ten years, he is outstandingly learned, he can look at his eyes, and he is willing to spend money to dredge up relationships. Before the age of forty, he returned to his hometown when he was a waiter in the Ministry of Works. The first emperor transferred Lord Wei to come. After all, Lord Wei has always been a Beijing official, and all he sees is a prosperous scene. Even if Yunning City is a common people, there is a Ming Pond funded by the imperial court to have fun, so he doesn't know about this cross grass pavilion.

Lord Wei pondered for a long time, but he couldn't understand what Ruyang had to do with the cross, and there was no one around him to discuss. He raised his eyes to see that the sky was still bright, so he withdrew from the inner prison attendants, paced to the imperial garden alone, and sent a handyman to call the three principals to the Fucui Pavilion together.

Seeing that the three of them were coming, Lord Wei also got straight to the point: "The three principals, the emperor is very satisfied with the hot sample." Now a new errand has been sent to rebuild the ruined Fucui Pavilion. The three of you help the old man think about it, can the word 'ten' be related to Ruyang? ”

Xin'er heard it and pondered for a while: "Could it be? ”

"It's okay to say it." Lord Wei saw that someone knew, and hurriedly spoke out to Xin'er's doubts.

Xin'er raised her eyes and said, "Lord Wei, with all due respect, this cross may be ...... Cross Grass Pavilion? ”