Before Lord Wei could answer, the craftsmen watching the battle next to him were interested, and they all sat aside to take a closer look.

This cotton silk lead is a unique skill in the craftsman's craft, and it is rumored that there are no more than three people who can use this craft in the entire Daxing Dynasty. When Tuhong was alive, he was also rumored to be a person who could use this craft. But when the soil flood is repaired, there is a boundary, which round is led by shabby cotton silk? All of you here have never seen such a rare life. When the girl boasted that she would use cotton silk to lead the thread, they all fell silent, and their eyes widened to feast their eyes.

I saw Xin'er pull out a cotton thread from the cuff, pull the end of the thread with her left hand, choke the other end with her tiger teeth, and dip the hook wolf with ink with her right hand, and dot some points on the line to make a ruler. When the ink on the thread was dry, she straightened the thread with her left hand and tiger teeth, and with her right hand, she pressed the pen tube against the cotton thread and drew it to the right, and a straight horizontal line was outlined.

Next, Xin'er turned her head and changed her steps, and after a while, the outline of the pavilion's pedestal was outlined. Relying on a small cotton thread, Xin'er drew a straight and accurate lead, no worse than the one drawn by Na Banji.

Lord Wei and the craftsmen were a little shocked when they saw this ability, but they still wanted to see how this girl could make the boundary painting fit the topic, so they stubbornly stayed where they were, not daring to make a sound.

As the cotton thread flew up and down, Xin'er set some corners in the pedestal, then collected the cotton thread and carefully drew a boulder-like tabletop.

Then, instead of hanging the line, Xin'er arranged the cotton thread into a curve that mimicked a curved canal, and then drew a zigzag waterway on the table with a pen along the curved outline.

Xin'er blew the painted boundary painting twice and handed it to Lord Wei: "I've finished drawing, Lord Wei, please take a look." I used the Qushui Liuzhen on the stone table, so that when the emperor was eating, as long as hot water was added to the waterway, the dishes could be kept warm all the time. Once the water is flowing, it can push the plate forward, and everyone at the table can eat all the dishes without having to prepare them. ”

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Master Wei touched his black mole and praised it first: "Qu Shui Liuzhen is used like this, it is really ingenious, ingenious!" is worthy of being the daughter of the Tujia family, and her family learning attainments are immeasurable! ”

The craftsmen on the side, from the beginning of the sarcasm and slackness, now all changed their attitudes, and everyone spread to see Xin'er's boundary paintings, and they praised it.

"Lord Wei, then I can be the master, right?" Xin'er asked hurriedly.

Lord Wei originally despised Xin'er and a woman, but when he saw Xin'er's ability, he had let go of his contempt for Xin'er. However, Master Wei wanted Xin'er to appreciate it, so he deliberately looked embarrassed: "Tujia girl, I am taking a risk and following the example of the three dynasties ago to open up the net for you." But you are not a long-term plan, how about you first fill the gap before your young brother becomes an adult? ”

"Lord Xie Wei! Ling. Longding will do its best to repay you for your kindness today. The corners of Xin'er's lips hooked slightly, bowed and saluted, and arranged the cuffs to cover the exposed wrists.

Seeing her like this, Lord Wei waved his hand to avoid Xin'er's salute: "That's it, let's go back today." I will send someone to send the court clothes to the house, and at the end of tomorrow, you will come to the imperial garden to become an official. ”

Xin'er thanked her for leaving the imperial garden and went straight to Tujia's home. The craftsmen in the same place were still talking about the stunt they had just witnessed. It didn't take long for the Tujia girl to know how to lead cotton silk threads among the craftsmen, and they didn't dare to underestimate this girl anymore.

Just after noon, the clothes were sent to Tujia. Hong Xin'er took the brocade bag from Mrs. Tu's hand and shook off a set of seasonal court clothes, which were a set of bright cyan jackets and soap-colored hems.

Xin'er thought that the Tujia family was still in the filial piety period, so she topped Ling. Miss Long's job should continue to wear plain clothes on errands, and she doesn't want this blue jacket to be too delicate, but how to wear it out of the door? Won't you be laughed at?

Seeing Xin'er's embarrassed face, Mrs. Tu asked with concern, "Xin'er, is there anything wrong with this court dress?" ”

Xin'er put the court clothes on the bed and sighed slightly: "Master, the master has just been buried, but I want to wear this bright blue to go on an errand, which is unfilial." Xin'er wants to wear plain clothes, the most unfortunate, light color is also OK, but will it be violated? ”

"Don't do that." Mrs. Tu Laxin'er sat on the edge of the bed: "How can you change your court clothes casually?" You just go out like this, and no one with a long tongue dares to chew on the root of this tongue. Don't be overly careful. You saved the Tujia, and your master was informal, and he won't blame you. ”

Hearing this, Xin'er thought so, she and Mrs. Tu went to give Tuhong a pillar of incense, in front of Tuhong's tablet, Xin'er told the master everything about today, Mrs. Tu and she cried bitterly again, and then they went to prepare for tomorrow.

The next day, Xin'er changed into a new court dress and went to the imperial garden on time to take office. When she walked outside the Ivy Spring Pavilion, she saw two tall young men, wearing the same court clothes as herself, already standing in the pavilion and waiting for someone.

When Lord Wei saw Xin'er coming, he hurriedly called her over: "Master Tu, I'll introduce you to you." This is the new head of the house, Aketsu Ya. His family's topcoat craftsmanship is a must. ”

Xin'er glanced at Wu Mingzhe, the other party had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked dignified, but his eyes didn't look bright. After Master Wei was introduced, Wu Mingzhe kept smirking at Xin'er, and he didn't know what he was happy about. Xin'er was embarrassed, but she didn't want to be rude to him, so she smiled and nodded in return.

"It's familiar. Come, the head of the soil, this is Mu Hanqing, the new head of the Mu family, planting flowers and grass, but no one can compare to his family. Master Wei then introduced.

Mrs. Tu has told Xin'er about the Mu family and the house family, and she hasn't listened much to Lord Wei's introduction. In addition, Mrs. Tu was suspicious of the Mu family, Xin'er didn't want to get too close to Mu Hanqing, so she lowered her head, wanting to nod her head casually, and just return the salute, but without thinking about it, Mu Hanqing opened her mouth first: "The owner of the soil is fine." ”

This voice is warm and gentle, and it smells like a warm breeze blowing in the ears, which is very comfortable. Xin'er didn't hold back, she still raised her head, it doesn't matter if she looks up, Mu Hanqing in front of her is the stunned young man who knocked over Xin'er's tofu two days ago.

Xin'er only felt that a nameless fire was suffocating in her cavity, and she couldn't imagine that this enemy was waiting for her here, or the Mu family! She thought to herself: Since you sent it to the door yourself, don't blame me for being unkind.

Seeing that Xin'er was about to be unable to suppress her desire to appreciate Mu Hanqing's Black Tiger Fist, Wu Mingzhe's smirk pulled Xin'er back. Xin'er secretly scolded herself in her heart for being too impulsive, if she made a move, then her identity would not be violent. Is it dewed?

In the future, she and Mu Hanqing worked together all day long, and they rushed to her name of "Little Overlord of the East City", and she was afraid that she would not find Mu Hanqing's trouble? There is also hope that the cause of Master Tuhong's death will be investigated, so why rush for a while? Storyteller Wang Mazi always said that if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, just put up with him for a while, why is it difficult?

Seeing that the three young people had a good impression of each other, Lord Wei hurriedly began to arrange the following tasks: "Three masters, from today onwards, the matter of repairing the imperial garden will be entrusted to you." It's up to you to clean up the surrounding base before you can fix it. I don't come here often, I'm in the corner hall on weekdays, and it's time to go back now. ”

After Lord Wei left, each of the three of them led a team of craftsmen to clear the field. This work is not difficult, but it is just time-consuming, but if you don't do it well, you won't be able to pick out usable materials, and you won't be able to practice the law of gardening.

The morning's work was very smooth, although Xin'er and the craftsmen worked hard, but looking at the large pile of stones cleared next to them, it could be regarded as a reward. Soon it was time for lunch.

The three principals and craftsmen ate separately, and the small kitchen arranged beef noodles for Xin'er and them that day. Xin'er wanted to go to the back hall first, so as not to know the rules and show her feet, so she deliberately walked faster.

When Wu Mingzhe and Mu Hanqing saw the Tujia girl like this, they didn't say much. These two still have to maintain their dignity, laughing and walking slowly.

Xin'er entered the back hall where she was eating, and when she saw that there was no one around, she thought it would be fine, so she found a circle chair and sat down. She just wanted to pick up the bowl, but saw three small wooden signs standing on the table, with the words "earth", "wood" and "house" written on them.

Xin'er sighed: The rules in the palace are really big, and there must be a fixed place for eating. Luckily, I arrived early and didn't show my timidity. Sit down to my own place.

Wu Mingzhe and Mu Hanqing also entered the back hall, and after sitting down, the three of them began to eat noodles. Wu Mingzhe saw that there was vinegar on the small table next to him, so he enthusiastically scooped some up, wanting to add some to Xin'er: "Add some vinegar to the soil master, it tastes better." ”

Xin'er raised her face and saw that the opposite house Mingzhe was looking at her with a smile on her face, but Xin'er really didn't like sourness, so she waved her hand and said, "Don't worry about the housemaster, I don't like to be jealous." ”

Wu Mingzhe was courteous and didn't dedicate it, so he returned to his seat sullenly and added half a spoonful of vinegar to himself.

Mu Hanqing saw that Wu Mingzhe was holding the remaining half a spoonful of vinegar in his hand, and was a little embarrassed, so he said, "The owner of the house, give me less." ”

Wu Mingzhe finally got out of trouble and did so with a smile.

"Master Mu is so thoughtful, he is worthy of being a person who cares for flowers and plants. I have a thing I want to ask for advice or two. Xin'er saw Mu Hanqing open her mouth, so she wanted to test him.

"The landlord, please ask, Hanqing must tell the truth."

Xin'er put down her chopsticks and asked lightly: "Ling. Long heard that there is a kind of moss, but it still does not wither after being out of the soil for more than ten days. ”

Mu Hanqing's face flashed a trace of uneasiness, he put away his eyes to look at Xin'er, and said with a sneer: "Where can there be that kind of thing, the landlord said with a smile." Let's eat noodles quickly, it's not good if it gets cold for a while. ”

Xin'er saw Mu Hanqing's reaction, and was even more sure that Tuhong's death was related to the Mu family, so she also ate noodles silently, thinking about how to find an opportunity to sit in the Mu family and frame the master.

After lunch, the three of them began to repeat their morning work. Somehow in the past two days, the cold wind is still swishing in the morning, and the sun is shining in the afternoon. Within an hour, Xin'er began to sweat, so she told the craftsmen to rest and drink some water before drying. Xin'er herself sat down under a locust tree, took out the silk handkerchief given to her by Mrs. Tu and began to wipe her sweat.

A small craftsman surnamed Wang was talking to others about Wang Mazi's new words, Xin'er listened with a prickly ear, and the hand holding the silk handkerchief was let go without paying attention.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and the handkerchief in Xin'er's hand was blown impartially to the branch of a beautiful pine next to it and hung on it.

The beauty pine is not short, Xin'er originally planned to go up and take off the veil by herself, but after thinking about it, her current identity is Miss Tujia, will it be violent to do this. Dew what? She stayed where she was, not daring to move.

Seeing this situation, Wu Mingzhe, who always smirked at Xin'er, panicked on the spot, put down the teacup, rolled up his sleeves and was about to help Xin'er climb a tree and get a handkerchief.

Xin'er didn't want to trouble him, but she couldn't do it herself, so she had to thank Wu Mingzhe and let him climb the tree.

Beauty pine branches dry light. Slippery, a veteran of tree climbing like Xin'er should not do anything, but the clumsy Ya Mingzhe can't handle it. He stumbled and climbed onto the branch, and as soon as he grabbed the corner of the handkerchief, his feet slipped, and the whole person fell from the trunk of the tree, and pulled Xin'er's handkerchief widely.

When Wu Mingzhe rubbed his arm and handed the handkerchief to Xin'er, Xin'er wanted to thank him, but seeing the miserable appearance of the handkerchief, Xin'er really couldn't laugh, so she had to hold back a sentence without smiling: "Thank you." ”

Wu Mingzhe was full of joy, but Xin'er was lukewarm, and when he returned home, he went headlong into his house and did not come out. The old man of the house saw that his son had just become an official, so he hurriedly came to ask what was going on.

Wu Mingzhe hugged the pillow in his arms, cried with a sad face, and complained to his father: "Dad, the Tujia girl is probably tired of me, I helped her get the handkerchief, but she didn't smile at me much." You asked me to talk to her and ask where "Pastoral Garden" was, but she didn't want to pay attention to me, how is this good? ”