Behind him is the courtyard wall, on the side is the shelf for silkworm seedlings, when Feng Miao has nowhere to dodge, the bamboo umbrella bone is held, forward, the entire umbrella surface just meets the whole cloth paper umbrella surface smashed over by the split surface can not withstand any force at all, "bang" slashed, the umbrella bone dialed the cloth slightly changed direction, still smashed down.

A moon-white wide sleeve was hidden in front of Feng Miao, just blocking her vision. The cloth smashed on the person, making a dull and dull sound, and the owner of the white sleeves of the moon also let out a muffled snort like a pain. That person could have pulled Feng Miao away, but he guarded the defense of men and women, and did not touch her body and clothes abruptly, preferring to block the cloth for her with his back.

The fabrics that the satin village placed at the door to welcome guests are all good, the texture is dense, and the whole horse is very heavy, and these few blows are really not light. Feng Miao was a little embarrassed, thanked him in a low voice, and when she looked up again, she just saw the person's face clearly, and said "ah" in surprise, "Why are you?" ”

Wang Xuanzhi stood in place, his clothes were torn in a few places by the umbrella bones, and the cloth under his feet was messy and scattered in the mud, but all this did not affect his gentle and noble bearing. "It's the servant who is under the house to be abrupt, it's me who should say sorry," he said lightly, his voice became more and more peaceful in the rain and fog, "I broke Miss's umbrella, if Miss doesn't dislike it, there is just a silk umbrella for Xu Daozi's evening return here, so give it to Miss as an apology." ”

Xu Daozi was a master umbrella maker in the Southern Dynasty, and each umbrella was made by himself, and it was unique and never repeated. Under the pursuit of the Southern Dynasty scholars, Xu Daozi's umbrella has become priceless. Someone once spent a thousand dollars to buy a plain umbrella of Xu Daozi, and wanted to take it out to show off on a rainy day, but he was afraid that it would be damaged by the rain, so he held this umbrella himself, and asked the servant to hold another big umbrella to follow him, which became a joke for a while.

The umbrella handed to Feng Miao was very exquisite, and only a few drops of green dye were smeared on the umbrella surface, as if the leaves falling with the rain were stained on the umbrella surface, which vividly fit the "return to the evening". Feng Miao shook her head again and again, "The damage is just an umbrella, Gongzi doesn't have to be so polite." ”

Wang Xuanzhi suddenly didn't seem to hear it, he opened the handpiece and held it above her head, "What Miss said is that it's just an umbrella, so please don't shirk." He held an umbrella to keep out the rain like this, which made Feng Miao even more unhappy, so he could only take the umbrella and hold it himself, thinking that this person was thoughtful for several years, but his memory was not very good. Tuoba Hong had already mentioned last time that they were about to get married, and Feng Miao combed the married woman's hair today, but Wang Xuanzhi still called her "Miss".

Yu Xing heard the sound and hurried over, and was slightly relieved to see that Feng Miao was safe and sound. The young man in Tsing Yi, who had seen several times in Yunquan Temple, was speechless, and he also walked over with an anxious face, but Wang Xuanzhi raised his hand to stop what he was about to say.

"Miss wants to see some fabrics, I just have time here, and I would like to introduce one or two to Miss." Wang Xuanzhi was gentle and polite, led Feng Miao, and pointed out to her the same, "This kind of heavenly fragrant silk, with bright colors and solid texture, is very good for cutting clothes, but there are more people who wear it, and it is inevitably vulgar." This kind of soft smoke, light and thin texture, is used to cut into window screens, and the scenery is full of shadows and shadows, which is interesting. ”

Speaking of all kinds of silk and satin, Wang Xuanzhi is also very familiar. He swept a pair of narrow phoenix eyes from a pearl-colored cloth, and suddenly picked up the cloth with a slight smile: "This kind of floating brocade was sold back by Hu Shang from the Gaochang area, and it flows brilliantly in the sun, and it is most suitable for fair-skinned and petite women. He took the floating light brocade in front of Feng Miao and measured it, his eyes didn't know whether he was looking at the fabric or the people, he seemed to be very satisfied, but he put it down quietly, "What else does Miss want to see?" ”

Feng Miao asked a little strangely, "This silk village turned out to be the property of the child?" ”

Wang Xuanzhi nodded: "All the plaques made of bamboo at the entrance of Pingcheng are my private property. Seeing Feng Miao's expression, he shook his head with a smile, "This is nothing serious, my father and brother have always despised businessmen, so I came all the way to Pingcheng to operate." If they found out, they would scold me severely. ”

Feng Miao knew some of the rules of the Southern Dynasty family, and merchants had always been the most despised. She was just a little puzzled, the Langya Wang family is one of the top names in the south of the Yangtze River, how could such a son-in-law need to come out to operate private property?

Wang Xuanzhi seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and explained, "The three caves of the cunning rabbit, the Southern Dynasty has always been not peaceful, so you must always make some preparations in advance to leave yourself a way back." ”

He was polite and honest, but Feng Miao was not good at concealing his intentions, and bluntly said that his family wanted to raise silkworms and weave. Wang Xuanzhi recommended several silkworm seedlings that were easy to feed and produced silk quickly, beckoned people to pack them, and carried them into the carriage for them. Feng Miao was originally worried that he would give it away for nothing again, and was thinking about how to refuse, but Wang Xuanzhi quickly quoted a amount, which was not expensive, but it was not cheap.

Yu Xing was used to bargaining, so he still asked him to be cheaper, so he casually said half the price. Wang Xuanzhi didn't care, so he nodded and said "Okay", signaled to step forward without a word, took the jade pendant from Yu Xing's hand, and asked where to withdraw the silver.

Feng Miao boarded the car and left, Wang Xuanzhi stood in place, looking at the floating brocade intently, and a look of pain gradually appeared between his eyebrows. Wordlessly, he stepped forward and asked worriedly, "Childe, I'm afraid your arm is hurting your muscles and bones, go in and bandage it." He talked to Feng Miao for a long time, and kept pointing at the cloth with his left finger, and his right arm was always hidden in the sleeve of his shirt, and the wide sleeve hung down, just covering the blood stains on the inside.

"Childe, even if you want to say a few more words to that young lady, you don't have to be stiff like this, if something goes wrong......" Wuyan didn't notice the change in his expression, and he kept talking, and was finally interrupted by his low reprimand.

"Put away that floating light brocade, don't sell it," Wang Xuanzhi's expression was indifferent, but he was a little overwhelmed by the words, "The floating light is fleeting, it is short-lived, and the name is too unlucky." ”

Feng Miao rarely came out freely once, although she was still followed by the guards who had changed into regular clothes, she still felt in a good mood, bought salted plums, sour jujube milk cakes, chrysanthemum cakes, and took them back to the palace.

Back in the Huayin Palace, she and Yu Xing closed the door of the hall and carefully divided the things into four parts, no more and no less. One was given to Xing to take back, one was hidden by Feng Miao in a small jar and kept to eat at night, and the remaining two were ready to be sent to Li Rongyu and Feng Ying.

Honeysuckle flattened his mouth on the side and said, "I don't know, I still think that Niang Niang is sharing what valuable treasures, isn't it just dim sum, the palace dining room is also often made, and the materials are more particular, what's so strange?" ”

Feng Miao took a piece of sour jujube milk cake for her to taste, and said with a smile, "That's different, the things in the imperial dining room are too fine, and they are not as delicious as those bought in the market." ”

Honeysuckle frowned sadly at the little jujube snack, poured a sip of tea before swallowing it, and sighed and said, "Niangniang's current appearance is a little like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old lady, when the slave maid first saw Niangniang in Ganzhi Palace, although Niangniang smiled, it made people feel sad when they saw it." ”

Feng Miao filled a snack in a small porcelain jar with a seahorse pattern and wanted to send it to Feng Ying. Feng Ying has always been weak and sickly, unable to sleep, and has not been canonized, when the palace was assigned, the Shangyi Bureau asked the Empress Dowager what she meant, and put her and Feng Qing together. Feng Miao didn't want to meet Feng Qing, so she specially chose the time when she went to Biyun Hall every day to greet Concubine Gao.

In order to take care of Feng Ying's recuperation, Feng Qing's Shunhe Palace, which was assigned to her, was a little far away from the residences of other palace concubines, and there was a willow forest in front of the palace, which was very quiet. As soon as Feng Miao bypassed the woods, he saw Lu Qingran coming out of the Shunhe Hall with the palace maid Pan'er from a distance.

Pan'er happily hugged a piece of ice silk shark yarn, and said to Lu Qingran with a smile, "Niangniang, the texture of this shark yarn is really good, go back and make a tent, and use it in summer, it is the most comfortable." ”

Lu Qingran snorted proudly, "What do you know, the common people use it to make a tent, cut this shark yarn, stack it with the bright-colored Tiangong brocade, and sew it into clothes, then it looks good." ”

Pan'er nodded violently as if she suddenly realized, "I still know a lot about my mother, and the slave and maid follow my mother, but I really have a lot of knowledge." Looking back, the mother wore such ingenious clothes, and she was afraid that she would not be able to charm the emperor? ”

Lu Qingran scolded with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense. There was no anger in his tone, but he became more and more proud, and the master and servant twisted their waists and walked away.

Feng Miao looked strange, Feng Ying never liked to talk to people, when did she become so familiar with Lu Qingran, and gave her ice shark yarn. After thinking about it, it was better for someone to come to Shunhe Hall often to walk around than to let Feng Ying be bored alone.

The little palace maid of Shunhe Hall was lazy and didn't know where to hide. Feng Miao pushed the door and went all the way in, but she didn't see half a figure. She estimated that Feng Qing was more noble than Feng Ying, and she was also a sister, so she must have lived in the east side hall, so she walked along the gravel path to the west side hall.

Approaching the carved palace room, I could faintly hear a low sobbing sound in the room. Feng Miao looked through the half-hidden openwork door, Feng Ying was sitting in front of the dressing table, wiping tears with the back of her hand.

"Sister Ying, what's the matter, crying like a cat." Feng Miao was just homesick and lonely, walked in and rubbed her soft hair with a smile, and took out the snacks she brought.

"Sister......" Feng Ying originally accepted the cry, but when she saw that it was her, she cried loudly again, "I want to go home, I don't want to stay in the palace." ”

How can you go out casually after entering the palace, even if the emperor is willing to let it go, the eldest princess of Boling will not be reconciled. Feng Miao knew it in her heart, but she couldn't bear to say it directly, so she stroked her back and comforted her.

"Sister," Feng Ying sobbed and spoke intermittently in her arms, "I'm so scared every day, and I don't dare to tell my second sister, I'm ...... I really can't serve the emperor......"

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