"Is the girl going to sing "Snow Lotus" that day? What kind of tune is this? The slave had never heard of it, when did the girl learn it? Hehe, in fact, the slave maid has always wanted to ask the girl. The slave has been with the girl for so many years, and she never knew that the girl could sing......"

Bitong stood beside the Qingyu case, grinding with her sleeves in her hands, and kept asking questions.

Since he and his master worked together to collect petals and went to Tingyin Building for a field trip and did a drill, the distance between him and his master has been shortened a lot. Although she has followed her master since she was a child, she is a personal girl, but like other personal girls in Cheng's house, she has to abide by the respect and humility of her master, and the maids especially believe in "disaster comes from the mouth", and they dare not say much easily, otherwise they will be punished for a small matter, and they will be laughed at for a big matter. However, the master has always been generous to others, and she rarely speaks on weekdays, and she only knows how sad she is, so she is rarely punished. But since the master died and came back to life, people have become a lot more cheerful, and the entire Yanran Pavilion has also added to the color, and she has not relaxed her vigilance and talked more.

Cheng Xueyan naturally doesn't feel that there is any suspicion of trespassing, but Bitong's questions always leave her speechless, because she can't say that the reason why her ideas are unheard of is because she comes from modern times, but fortunately......

"Does Gu Sangongzi have a lot of miscellaneous books?"

Bi Tong's hand stopped, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "It's not just miscellaneous books, his weird things...... I said, the girl is really close to Zhu Zhechi, but he can't be considered 'Zhu', uh......"

It was indeed a disaster, but she looked at the girl's face, and had no intention of anger, for the girl was glaring at the ivory tube in her hand.

Why did the ancients use brushes? Lying on his stomach softly, his posture of holding the pen is also quite good-looking, but he shivered as soon as he fell on the paper. It's not that the soft pen has not been used, but the makeup is OK, and the writing and drawing are ......

Cheng Xueyan originally wanted to draw a pattern of a performance costume, but after working for a long time, she only made a pile of large and small ink blots and a few twists and turns of different thicknesses on the rice paper.

Bitong also took a look at the girl's masterpiece: "The girl originally said that she wanted to paint clothes, but she turned out to paint plum blossoms......"

Cheng Xueyan's face was extremely ugly.

"The girl really learned a lot from Gu Sangongzi, Gu Sangongzi's paintings are hard to find......"

Bitong shook her head and smacked.

"Did he draw well?" Cheng Xueyan asked angrily.

"Well," Bi Tong nodded repeatedly, "The painted peony can even attract bees and butterflies." Once, his personal servant Xiaoxi cut one of his drawings and put it in the cage, only to fly from outside the cuckoo and desperately hit the cage to save it. What's even more amazing is that he drew a picture of a beauty, just a back, but Wang Yuanwai didn't say that it was a real person, so he handed over the person and just wanted to take a look. It's just a painting, but Wang Yuanwai took it seriously, and came to him twice in three days to ask for someone. Gu Taiwei found out that the third prince was in trouble again, and scolded him for not thinking about how to gain fame but spending all his mind on these idle things, and he was so angry that he wanted to break his hand......"

"It's better to just draw a positive one and give it to that king, so that he can solve the lovesickness and forget it......"

"Isn't it? However, the third prince was afraid that he would be more troublesome when he saw the front, so he thought of a trick......"

"What's the trick?"

Bi Tong smiled mysteriously: "He painted that beauty with a pockmarked face......"

She couldn't help laughing: "It caused Wang Yuanwai to fall seriously ill, and he won't mention it again......"

"These three sons are really people with means."

Cheng Xueyan didn't notice the admiration on Bitong's face at all, she just looked at the brush in her hand and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Are there any goose feathers?" ”

"What...... Goose feathers? Bitong's mind didn't turn for a while.

"Yes, go get me a goose feather, no, two...... No, take as many as you want, to be whole, preferably with long feathers on the wings......"

"What does the girl want goose feathers for?"

"Don't ask so much, you'll find out when you find it."

"Yes, slave and maid will go."

"Wait......"

Bi Tong turned around and bowed her head to listen to the command.

"Don't always be slaves and slaves in the future, it sounds awkward."

Bi Tong's eyes widened and she spoke incoherently: "Then I'...... No, how can a slave be ...... Everybody......"

"Yes, it's good to call yourself 'me'......"

"Slave maid...... Uh, I'm ...... No, Bitong knows......"

Bi Tong was at a loss and finally adopted a compromise approach, and bent his knees again, and Fang Cheng went out in fear.

Cheng Xueyan sighed, too many thoughts have long been ingrained, and it is really not easy to change.

She picked up the ink that rested on the porcelain inkstone, and unconsciously looked at the pine crane pattern carved on it.

Soon, there was a sound of broken footsteps on the stairs. As soon as the thin bamboo curtain was lifted, Bi Tong came in with a large handful of goose feathers, her little face was flushed, and her eyes flashed with excitement.

"Girl, look!" She happily spread the goose feathers on a table.

"Why are there so many?"

Cheng Xueyan was taken aback. She does pay attention to the more the merrier, but this is too ......

"Ahh

"Girl, guess who gave all these goose feathers?" Bitong's eyes were shining.

"Who?" Cheng Xueyan covered her nose with a handkerchief.

"Mama Tang."

"Who's that?"

"The girl forgot? It's the Tang Mama who knelt in the Yanran Pavilion a few days ago and begged the girl not to kick her out......"

Cheng Xueyan blinked, there is indeed such a thing, she reprimanded Mama Tang for Bitong that day, how could she turn around to please herself?

"Girl, you'll have to show them some color, or they'll really take themselves as masters. You see," Bi Tong arranged the feathers one by one: "I just went to the back kitchen to inquire if I bought a goose today, and Mama Tang called me across two pots, she just flew over, and she was so fat." Then he rubbed his hand the placket of his clothes, took my hand, and asked me for a long and short question, saying that if the girl was short, she would ask for it. She had recently researched a few new dishes and would bring them to the girl to try. ”

Bi Tong continued to say in one breath like Mama Tang, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "I almost couldn't interject, so it was easy to wait for her to stop, and I said that I was here to ask for goose feathers." Her eyes were about to disappear with laughter, and she said, 'Is it the girl?' This is easy to do, this is easy to do...... and then he went to the goose cage. This is her job, but she didn't let Yuanzi interfere, and directly grabbed the goose out of the cage and plucked its feathers, making the goose straighten its neck and scream. I said that the girl only needs the feathers on her wings. Thanks to me for saying this, otherwise the goose would have been bald. As a result, she took out the eight geese in the cage one by one and plucked their feathers......"

Bi Tong couldn't hide her pride: "When she left, she sent a lot of feathers away, and she almost sent the goose feathers over in person......"

Cheng Xueyan shook her head and smiled bitterly. Man is such a strange creature, sometimes you are kind to him, he takes you for a fool and steps on you everywhere; You treat him badly, he thinks you are a character, holding you all the time.

She picked up a slender goose feather, asked Bitong to take the scissors, compared them, and cut them obliquely against the feather tube.

Seeing that she was holding the tip to dip in ink, Bi Tong hurriedly took the white jade water and poured some water into the inkstone, studied it again, and then watched the feather tube dipped in ink draw a clear line on the rice paper.

"It's done!"

She once saw foreigners using quill pens in the play, and she didn't know its structure, but this time she just tried it, and it was successful, although it was still a little hard to draw things, and she had to dip it in ink from time to time, but at least her hands didn't tremble. She waved her hand excitedly, and the ink flew out, dotting a string of black pearls on Bitong's face, who was curiously watching.

"Don't move!"

Bitong was about to wipe it, but she hurriedly stopped her.

After looking at it carefully, I added a few more strokes to it, and as a result, a cold plum next to Yi leaned out of the snow and released, adding a little heroic posture to Bitong's delicate face.

Bi Tong looked at the mirror for a long time and didn't come up with a reason.

Also, people in this era should have no feeling for body painting, and what is more troublesome is that Bitong almost washed off the pattern at night at the cost of peeling off the skin.

It took two days to draw the pattern and find Bitong.

"Do you know who makes the clothes of the people in the house?"

"Although it is said that the women are popular, most of the master's clothes are made in a cloud cutting workshop outside, and the craftsmanship is excellent, but the price is very high, so only the official eunuchs will go. And our clothes are only for the New Year, if the master is happy, they will be sent to the cloud cutting workshop to do, but more often we do it ourselves, or choose the clothes that the master does not want to wear, of course, they are all new, but they have to be changed slightly, otherwise there is a suspicion of trespassing. There are a few girls who have a good face will also go to a special clothing workshop, that is, the kind that does not have much fame and craftsmanship but is very good......" Bi Tong looked at the pattern for a long time: "Girl, this dress should be sent to the cloud cutting workshop, but the manual fee is at least twenty taels of silver." ”

She frowned in embarrassment: "The girl may have forgotten." Before the girl leaves the cabinet, she will have 30 taels of silver per month, which is the 10 taels of the ladies in the house and the 20 taels of the Guan Ju Pavilion. It's not yet the beginning of the month, and the monthly routine hasn't been divided yet. And the girl hasn't gone to the Guan Ju Pavilion for the time being, so according to Madame, it's still a question whether this month's case can be sent over......"

"I don't have a point...... Private money? ”

A set of clothes costs nearly a month, and the consumption level in ancient times was really high enough.

Bi Tong smiled bitterly: "The girl forgot? The girl's remaining silver every month was sent to Ganlu Temple to add sesame oil money, how could there be ......"

Buddha, you must bless me! Cheng Xueyan prayed to God.

"If the girl is in a hurry to use money, she can only take jewelry ......"

To be?

She opened the makeup, picked up this, it was hard to give up, and it was difficult to separate that.

"Actually, there is a way to do it without spending money......

"Didn't you say it sooner?"

Cheng Xueyan immediately "snapped" and put on makeup.

"It's ......"

"What's it?"

"Find someone, but she...... Not very talkative......"

"Who?"

"Li Yan."