The lobby became a sensation: the emperor's inscription! Alas, hey, the Duke of Wei is deeply favored!

Bai Tang stared at this emperor ink treasure upstairs, his eyes shining! What is a godsend? What does it mean to fall asleep and meet the person who sent the pillow! He wanted to look up to the sky and smile! In addition to making him lose his children and grandchildren, God still treats him well!

Xu San smiled and handed the emperor's words to Qin Wu, and joked: "Sister-in-law, make a lot of money!" ”

Qin Wu pursed her lips and smiled: "Give you a share!" ”

Xu San shook his head in a bluff: "We are a family." What a point! Pulling the prince to justice, "Since you're here, don't run in vain." Try the taste of morning tea too! ”

The prince didn't push back, smiled and entered the box, even ate and took it, and then scavenged a stomach full of good things and went back to tell the emperor.

At this time, Xu Qin finally had a kind of relief and emotion that his little brother had just grown up: Alas, such a sensible and beautiful brother, I don't know which girl will be cheaper in the future!

Bai Tang pouted: What is the most important thing for my brother to control!

Xu Qihui looked at her stepmother with a smile like a flower, and she was almost breathless in her heart! Everyone in Nanjing City praised themselves for their good luck and ushered in the daughter of the Qin family as the housewife! But who knew that she was clearly a poisonous woman! As soon as he entered the door, he instigated his father, grandmother and second uncle to work together to send his younger brother to the stinking and filthy and miserable army! Even if you don't go to the battlefield, the sword is ruthless on the school field. In case he breaks his arm and limps his leg, the position of the son of the world will no longer be with him! Perhaps, this is the idea that the stepmother hit? But before she mentioned it to her grandmother, she was reprimanded by her grandmother: Don't forget, you are Xu Da's descendant!

was so dry that Qihui didn't dare to speak again. The worries in my heart are even heavier! Fortunately, there is still half a year to go, and she must think of ways to protect her younger brother!

A few imperial historians who were summoned by the King of Han to guard the door of the upper floor couldn't help but smell the fragrance floating out, and swallowed their saliva: This time they were pitted by the King of Han! Let's go back for nothing!

I also wanted to participate in a book of Xu Qiu'an's bullying and collecting heavy gifts on the occasion of his birthday. Who wants morning tea to be eaten this way? Even the emperor gave Mobao to have fun! Aren't they interesting? The anticipation turned into a void, and the imperial historians were disappointed.

"I heard that Xu Qiu'an is in the Ministry of Rites. Alas, there will not even be many opportunities to join him in the future. ”

The other was a little more well-informed, muttering, "Join him? It's good not to be involved by him in the future! ”

This birthday banquet was lively and lively until nearly noon. Guests and hosts have fun! When you come, you are full of labor, and when you go, you smile: Nanjing City will have a good place to go in the future!

At the same time, in the corner of Qixia Temple, where the incense was filled, the national teacher looked at a strangely shaped object on the case with a worried expression - it was something sent by Lian Baitang himself. He didn't pay attention to it at first, but when the monk was cleaning his house today, he accidentally touched it, and it made a crisp sound, which made him want to explore.

The structure of Qiu An's Baoyin box is slightly different, and a ten-inch-long wood-carved stemmed lotus leaf is inserted in the middle of the round base of this Baoyin box of the national teacher, with the lotus leaf as the cover, and the dew is about to fall. The bottom is carved on a small boat, the lotus girl on the boat is smiling skillfully, the carp jumping out of the water, the children playing in the water, the lotus leaf field. What a vivid and lively Jiangnan lotus picking scene! It really reminded the national teacher of the scenery of his hometown, and he was quite emotional.

But Lian Baitang wants to use this sculpture in exchange for him as a preface? It's too cheap, isn't it?

Along with the sculpture, there is also an instruction manual. The national teacher curiously tightened the clockwork as instructed. In an instant, Yao Guangxiao, who was as cold as him and didn't even take the rebellion seriously, was stunned for a moment, and tears were surging!

He can't be mistaken, how could he forget? The song played by the Baoyin box is a long-standing lotus picking tune sung by the folk in my hometown, and every June and July, the air is filled with its aftertaste, and everyone will hum two sentences.

He listened to the whole song in a daze, tightened the clockwork, and listened to it again. I don't know how many times I've heard it over and over again. The scenery on the sound box came true, and it was the deepest memory in his heart. It turned out that he had also had parents and sisters, and he had also played with Sister Picking Lotus, he broke the lotus leaves and splashed Sister A, so angry that Sister Ah picked the lotus seeds in the lotus pod and smashed him so that he didn't dare to surface! In the end, she gave a big carp to Sister A, and Sister Fang turned her anger into joy: Go back and cook carp soup to drink today!

A few years ago, he returned to his hometown in fine clothes and secretly sent someone to find his former home, only to learn that his parents died early and his sister married far away, and now he doesn't know where he is? Are you still alive? Do you remember that she had a naughty little brother?

The end of the song was dispersed, and Yao Guangxiao slowly woke up from the illusion. He touched the placket of his tear-soaked clothes, and smiled bitterly: Lian Baitang still has such a good ability to grasp people's hearts!

With a sigh, he took the shiny pale yellow Tibetan scripture paper on the table, thought about it for a while, and wrote a preface: Today, I am in the scriptures translated by my ancestors, and I feel the merits of their education. However, looking at the world, there are many sorrows. The existing Qin family is a descendant and wants to pass through the people......

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Shochikusai.

Wan Niang sat in front of a wide stretcher. The scaffolding is stretched with dense silk threads, and on the side is a picture of a flower weaver drawn by Bai Tang.

On the day the flower building machine was repaired, Bai Tang sent this picture of the craftsman to her. smiled and said to her: "Let's not do too complicated design first." The pattern and color of this group moire pattern are quite simple, right? Can you give you ten days to bear flowers? ”

Wan Niang's eyes stared at the drawings, and a voice in her heart shouted: Don't take it, refuse him! Do you think you haven't brought enough calamity? But it was completely out of the control of the brain, and his hands stiffened to take the drawing. This one is really just a simple moire, although it is more chic and beautiful than the previous moire, so it shouldn't attract too much attention, right? She comforted herself, and her mind involuntarily conjured up the steps of intertwined threads.

Qingrui involuntarily let go of her hands and feet. For fear of disturbing Wan Niang's train of thought. She has a family history and is unusually familiar with the flower building machine. Although I don't know how to pick flowers and tie the knot, I also know that this is an extremely complicated and laborious task. Thousands of silk threads have to calculate the structure, direction, and color, and if you pull one wrong, the pattern will be very different.

Qingrui looked at Wan Niang's slow but orderly movements, and was envious and very glad in her heart: such a powerful Wan Niang is her own master!

Liang Lin was digging wood under the flowers and trees in the yard, and from time to time he looked up at Wanniang in front of the window. It's hard to hide the doubts in my eyes: When did a character like Wan Niang appear in the flower picking industry? He has been working in the major weaving workshops in Suzhou and Hangzhou for so many years, and there are only so many experts who can pick flowers and knots, all of whom are famous. However, when I thought that the owner had never been involved in the textile industry before, but painted a beautiful picture of the craftsman, the doubt was lightened: there are mountain people outside the mountain. Everyone has their own chances, maybe Wan Niang's teacher is also very powerful!

In less than ten days, Wan Niang got married and copied the mother book. Liang Lin heard his daughter's cheers, and couldn't help but be excited and asked in a trembling voice outside the weaving room, "Is the flower good?" So fast? ”

The flower building machine he repaired started for the first time, how can he not be nervous?

Qingrui held the flower book and looked at him: "My master is amazing!" ”

Liang Lin looked at this flower book, and his excited expression was suddenly stunned: the masters of the flower picking industry pick flowers and knots, each with their own set of characteristics, and the style is different. Wan Niang's flower book looks so familiar - he has a slap in his heart! If something heavy hits, he will be dizzy and terrified! But his face was still calm, and he disguised: "I'll call the owner!" ”

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