Hearing the shouting, where does Xin'er dare to speak? She covered her sore little feet and walked away. Fortunately, the two did not chase them out.

After about a cup of tea, the house called Xin'er to the mound, and when he saw that there was no one around, he gave Xin'er the hidden gardenia.

Hong Xin'er held a large handful of "broken. The flower of the sleeve", suddenly felt that he couldn't cry or laugh. On the other side, Wu Mingzhe tilted his head and looked at Xin'er with a hopeful wink, which made Xin'er even more embarrassed.

Anyway, this "little overlord of the East Market" is also a person who can pretend to be face-saving, and it is not good for Wu Mingzhe to bring this rare thing to himself, which is not good for others. Hong Xin'er took a deep breath of fragrance, and her little round face smiled better than the gardenia.

"It smells so good!" Hong Xin'er came to the occasion.

"Do you like it? That's great. Since the owner of the soil likes this flower, can you tell me where the "Pastoral Garden" is? Wu Mingzhe thought that he had succeeded in pleasing him, and hurriedly asked what he thought in his heart.

Hong Xin'er didn't know why he asked, flashed a pair of apricot eyes, and asked: "Why is "Pastoral Garden"? ”

"Hmph, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, why bother talking nonsense?" Wu Mingzhe ran away angrily.

Hong Xin'er saw him running away, and looked at the gardenia in her hand, and was more puzzled than Wu Mingzhe in her heart: He got this flower just to ask me about the "Pastoral Garden"? But I've never heard of this before.

After putting away the gardenias, Xin'er pressed her doubts and continued to work. After a short time, Lord Wei sent someone to spread the word and asked a few principals to meet in the corner hall.

On the way to the corner hall of the three of them, Hong Xin'er deliberately walked to the back, thinking that she could leave some room for the two men in the house.

After Wu Mingzhe came back from the warm cellar, he felt that Mu Hanqing was a friendly person, and he patted Mu Hanqing's shoulder from time to time along the way, and he also called "Brother Mu", which was extremely close.

Hong Xin'er was behind the two of them, whether she looked at them or not, and if she didn't look at them, she had nowhere to look, and she was blushing for a while, and she couldn't stop slandering: This is in the Imperial Garden, how can you break your sleeves and don't know how to restrain them, how can it be good for others to see it?

Fortunately, I didn't meet anyone along the way. When they arrived at the corner hall, Lord Wei was already sitting at the table, and he had prepared three official hat chairs for the three principals.

As soon as Wu Mingzhe touched his nose at Xin'er's place, and had a good chat with Mu Hanqing, he deliberately moved a little closer to Mu Hanqing's position.

When Hong Xin'er saw that she was like this, she felt something, and moved sensibly to the other side. Under the officer's hat chair.

Lord Wei saw that the three principals under him were sitting in a gathering of two men and one woman alone, and he hesitated for a long time, and he didn't know what to comment. I had to ask no more and said today's business: "Three principals, the emperor summoned me today to see the hot appearance of the newly built hall in our imperial garden. Normally we had to do one thing inside and one thing outside. However, because the construction period has been delayed in advance, it may not be good to do it again. Do you have a way to shorten the construction time? ”

Ironing is a miniature mold made from straw and cardboard. With this mold, the emperor can see the appearance of the hall in advance before the completion of the hall. Because the main hall is divided into inside and outside, all along, the hot sample is one hall and two sets, one set with a roof, without a roof, only look at the hall furnishings and another set.

The three of them looked at each other for a long time, but they didn't have an idea. Lord Wei had no choice but to let them go back first, and he went to ask the emperor for some more time, so that he could discuss it at a later date.

Hong Xin'er returned to Tu's house, went to Mrs. Tu to ask for a few hot samples, studied until the middle of the night, and didn't think of any good way to shorten the mold making time, so she lay on the bed in a daze and fell asleep.

On the way home, the more he thought about the flowers he gave to the Tujia girl today, the more angry he became. His mother prepared a lot of cakes for him that he liked to eat on weekdays, and Wu Mingzhe didn't eat much. His father is a man who hates iron but not steel, and the old house saw that Mingzhe didn't make much noise when he was eating, so he couldn't hold back, and asked about the Tujia girl.

Ya Mingzhe told Lao Wu about his flowers, and Lao Wu thought that his son had enlightened him, and he was happy. Who knew that the back house Mingzhe said that the Tujia girl was still lukewarm, and the old house suspected that his son had said something wrong, educated Wu Mingzhe, and punished him to go to the study to read the "Book of Songs" in the middle of the night.

Wu Mingzhe looked at the black green in front of him, and when he rested the next day, he poured out the pain of his inability to please the girl to Mu Hanqing. He begged Mu Hanqing to give him two more moves.

Mu Hanqing had no idea for a while, so he had to persuade Mingzhe to go to the house: "The owner of the house, don't be impatient, and wait for me to think about it again, think about it again." ”

Two days later, the craftsmen began to paint the pillars that had been burned by the fire. Wu Mingzhe was busy mixing the vermilion paint, forgetting the previous things for a while, and laughing again.

Mu Hanqing passed by the wooden barrel filled with top paint, watched the red turn, and suddenly felt something. After looking around, he took Wu Mingzhe to go to Gong together.

Hong Xin'er saw that the two were getting closer and closer, and she confirmed that the two were broken. sleeve's speculation, even more dare not go forward. But she was obsessed with the hot thing, and studied it every day until midnight, and now she also has two big black greens.

Wu Mingzhe and Mu Hanqing did not go to Gong, but found a secluded dilapidated pavilion and sat down on the ground. Wu Mingzhe didn't know why Mu Hanqing brought him here, so he opened his mouth first: "Brother Mu, what are you bringing me here for?" ”

"Didn't you ask me that day how I could go on to curry favor with the landlord? I think of it, my daughter's family loves rouge gouache, why don't you take advantage of tomorrow's rest to pick one for the landlord? ”

Wu Mingzhe's mother doesn't like to dress up, he has never used rouge gouache or anything like that for most of his life, and he is the only son in the family, so he doesn't understand this.

As soon as Mu Hanqing's words came out, Wu Mingzhe only felt that his younger brother Mu pointed out a fairy road to the nine clouds, and he hurriedly asked where to buy rouge.

Mu Hanqing also had a hard time, so he had to get up and pac in front of Wu Mingzhe's eyes, so that he could remember where his sister and mother went to buy these.

Before Wu Mingzhe was about to be stunned by Mu Hanqing, Mu Hanqing had an idea: "The owner of the house, I remember, my mother often goes to Yanxiangtang in the West Market to buy rouge. ”

Wu Mingzhe got the clear indication and wanted to ask Mu Hanqing to go with him. But Mu Hanqing's family is going to have a distant relative tomorrow, and it is inconvenient to come out. Wu Mingzhe decided to go to Yanxiangtang by himself.

This time, Wu Mingzhe was afraid that Xin'er wouldn't like it again, so he asked Mu Hanqing to ask Xin'er if she used rouge. Mu Hanqing couldn't, so he had to call Xin'er to his side: "Master Tu, I don't know something, I want to ask one or two." ”

Xin'er saw that he was serious and estimated that it was a matter of repairing the garden, so she took a businesslike attitude, patted the soil on her body, took a step back, and barely squeezed out a smile: "Master Mu, please say, I will know everything." ”

"Well, do you use rouge?" When Mu Hanqing asked this, he was uncomfortable, his face was angry, and even the roots of his ears turned red.

Rouge should have nothing to do with Hong Xin'er, who takes climbing trees and going into the water as her life's most enjoyable, but her sister and sister are all dressed up. Especially her little sister, when she is bored, she wants to smear some rouge on Xin'er's mouth. Xin'er wanted to answer no, but she didn't need rouge when she came to Miss Tujia, and she couldn't say it, so she responded: "Yes." Master Mu asked what was going on? ”

Mu Hanqing didn't want to say what Wu Mingzhe thought, he was in a hurry, and somehow his mouth began to talk nonsense: "I, I want to use it." ”

It's too late to take it back.

Mu Hanqing knew that he was speechless, and hurriedly covered his mouth. Hong Xin'er looked at Mu Hanqing with a playful expression, her eyes shrunk slightly, and the corners of her lips curled. But after thinking about it, Ya Mingzhe took a handkerchief and gave her flowers, which was good for her. Even if she wanted to see Mu Hanqing's jokes, she didn't seem to be happy with Wu Mingzhe, so she wanted to open her mouth to admonish her.

Xin'er grabbed the wooden barrel in Mu Hanqing's hand and leaned closer: "If you have a break with the owner of the house. If the sleeves are good, they should also be restrained, and don't let him sink into the mud. ”

Mu Hanqing was raised by his father and mother in the house since he was a child, although he has a strong temperament, but his appearance is really handsome. At that time, Zhu Haosan, a wealthy businessman from a neighboring country, was obsessed with raising male pets and searched for beautiful teenagers everywhere. His father and mother were afraid that something would happen to their son, so they confined him in the house for a while. Therefore, although he doesn't know what gardenia means like Hong Xin'er, he knows what it means. What does sleeve mean?

Hearing Xin'er's words, Mu Hanqing shook his hand and said indignantly: "You are also the daughter of the main family, what are you interested in arranging me and the owner of the house like this?" ”

Hong Xin'er realized that she was too reckless, but she couldn't take it back, so she had to go with Mu Hanqing.

As soon as the day of Mu Xiu arrived, Wu Mingzhe went to the West Market early. Although Mu Hanqing was angry with Xin'er, he still told Wu Mingzhe about Xin'er's use of rouge.

When Wu Mingzhe came to the rouge shop, he was dazzled by the small porcelain vases of various colors, so he found a small servant and wanted to ask one or two: "Excuse me, where is the rouge?" ”

The little servant brought Wu Mingzhe to the front of the rouge shelf, and he saw that Wu Mingzhe was dressed, like a son with a head, so he first took the best peach rouge in the store and gave it to him: "Guest officer, this is a high-quality pink powder, which can moisturize the skin on the face and shine brightly on the lips!" ”

As he spoke, he opened the lid of the rouge, and Wu Mingzhe didn't know how to pick the color of the rouge, so he felt that it tasted good, so he asked, "This, how much is it?" ”

"You've got a lot of vision, it's definitely the best of the best. Two taels of silver. ”

"What? Just such a small jar, it costs two taels of silver? Ya Mingzhe exclaimed.

Seeing that this person was too expensive, the little guy changed his face in an instant, and took out another box of rouge without answering: "This is cheap, a penny." ”

Wu Mingzhe opened it and smelled it, feeling that the taste was not much different from the previous box, and he didn't think much about whether the rouge paste in the box that was about to sink into ochre was suitable, so he happily paid the money and put the rouge into his sleeve.

When Wu Mingzhe gave the rouge cream to Xin'er, Xin'er opened the lid and wanted to attack when she saw the color: Does this Wu Mingzhe treat me as an old woman over fifty? Actually bought me an ochre-colored rouge.

Ke Xin'er looked at Ya Mingzhe's sincere eyes, it really didn't look like she was intentionally trying to tease her. I had to politely thank Ya Mingzhe, pretended to be careful to put away the rouge cream, and continued to work.

At lunch, the small kitchen fried a plate of spicy new bamboo shoots, but Xin'er liked it, so she took a few more bites. Mu Hanqing saw that Xin'er loved to eat, and remembered that she arranged herself and the owner of the house like the day before yesterday, so she deliberately grabbed bamboo shoots with Xin'er to eat. Two people use chopsticks on the plate, you take a bite and I take a bite, they don't give in to each other, and they fight for a meal, and they are so angry that they become cross-eyed.

Wu Mingzhe was on the side, and watched the whole process for some reason, seeing that the two of them finally didn't move, he picked up the last piece of bamboo shoots and chewed it: "Just the general taste, if you two don't have enough to eat, let the small kitchen add some more, why bother grabbing it?" What kind of personal vendetta is this? ”

Mu Hanqing and Xin'er ignored Wu Mingzhe, the two of them smashed the bowl, walked aside angrily, and exited the back hall of the small kitchen.

When Xin'er arranged for the craftsmen to planing wood in the afternoon, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became. Although it is not right for her to arrange Mu Hanqing, but this Mu Hanqing is too small-bellied, and even the bamboo shoots have to be robbed with her.

As soon as she raised her hand, the rouge box rolled to the ground, Xin'er thought of Mu Hanqing asking her about rouge that day, and instantly guessed the reason: Wu Mingzhe was honest, and it was impossible to think of anything like rouge, it must have been Mu Hanqing who chose this color for me in order to take revenge on me for arranging him. The two of them are inseparable from each other all day long, Wu Mingzhe listens to Mu Hanqing for everything, it is definitely Mu Hanqing's ghost, and he can't be so cheap.

Xin'er picked up the rouge and got up to see where Mu Hanqing was. After asking Wu Mingzhe carefully, he realized that Mu Hanqing was too full at noon, and he was very sleepy at this time, and he was lazy in Tenghuang Pavilion.

Xin'er's feet were fast, and she slipped into Tenghuang Pavilion after a while, and saw Mu Hanqing lying on the table of the Eight Immortals, sleeping soundly, her face still exposed outside her arms, and secretly thought: God help me.

Xin'er took out the rouge, reached out and folded a branch outside the flower window, dipped it in the rouge, and gently touched Mu Hanqing's lips. The flaps are up and down, and two pieces of beard are drawn. Just wait for Mu Hanqing to wake up, and he can see him make a fool of himself in front of everyone.

How did Xin'er just turn around and leave, a hand reached out from behind her and grabbed her sleeve: "Stop!" What did you draw on my face? ”