Xiao Meier now realized that the person who was most reluctant to mention what happened last night was not her, but Zhang Mengjie. I wanted to ask but didn't know where to start, and the most important thing was that I was quickly shocked by what Zhang Mengjie painted.

Everyone can see that Zhang Mengjie is painting ready-to-wear, the narrow dress at the top and wide at the bottom, and the twisted buttons, both of which are forked. There are long sleeves, short sleeves, sleeveless, high necks, low necks, and collarless depending on the season.

Looking at these drawings, Xiao Meier found that the raincoat she saw before was nothing at all, this ready-to-wear look good, but who dared to wear it?

After Zhang Mengjie drew all the cheongsam styles she could think of, she asked the fat girl: "How is it, can you do it?"

The fat girl stared at the drawings in front of her and said, "Emperor, does Madam really want to make the clothes on this real?"

Zhang Mengjie said "en".

The fat girl said incredulously: "But who dares to wear such clothes?"

Zhang Mengjie said: "You don't have to worry about this, you just need to tell me if you can make it."

The fat girl looked at it carefully and said, "It's a little difficult in the small details, but the fat girl believes that she can make it."

Although she knew Zhang Mengjie's identity and spent a short time together, Zhang Mengjie's invisible affinity made the fat girl less nervous and afraid.

"It's good to be able to make it." Zhang Mengjie said to the fat girl and the cherry: "Now let me tell you specifically which style of this dress is best to use, what fabric is best used and who will wear it, and how to wear it?"

Cherry knew who these clothes were for when she saw Zhang Mengjie draw the style of the first drawing. Zhang Mengjie's next idea made her admire Zhang Mengjie even more. For example, ordinary brocade is made of those with long sleeves and high necks, and those with soft fabrics are made of short sleeves and low necks. Sleeveless collar with the finest fabric.

The people who wear it are basically expected by the cherry, but there is one thing that is unexpected by the cherry, that is, the sleeveless and collarless ones, Zhang Mengjie not only lets those artists who sell their art but not sell their bodies also wear it, but also wear it all year round.

These are not the places that make Cherry admire, what really makes Cherry admire is that Zhang Mengjie asked her to learn some skills from some qualified Qinglou women from geisha, and let them star with geisha when necessary, especially those who have not yet broken their bodies.

And for those geisha who are outstanding. No amount of money can be paid by the guests, so that they can show too much talent in one day.

After listening to all of Zhang Mengjie's ideas. It's not just Cherry and Xiao Meier, it's even Qingfeng can't be believed, is the woman in front of her really only seventeen years old?

It was also because Cherry listened to Zhang Mengjie's proposal that the later Yixiangyuan became a holy place for all the city-state's romantic talents and people who are truly looking for fun. At the same time, it is also an important place for Longcheng to collect silver for the Longcheng City Treasury and Zhang Mengjie.

Here, Zhang Mengjie discussed all her proposals with Cherry and the chubby girl. Over there, Long Tingxiao and the others also discussed their affairs.

The first thing Zhang Mengjie did when she met Long Tingxiao was to ask someone to go to the fat girl's house to bring out her mother's tablet and dog.

"Chubby girl. Didn't your family name you? "Free time. Zhang Mengjie thought that it would be impossible for a fat girl to be a fat girl in the future, and it was not appropriate to call a fat girl again.

"That person's surname is Du, and my mother has always called me Juan'er." Simple to get along with. The chubby girl's courage is getting bigger and bigger, and I think it's normal to claim myself in front of Zhang Mengjie.

The cuckoo coincidentally has similarities with cherries, and I don't know if it was arranged by God.

"Cuckoo? Mountain pomegranate, a mountain heel, a rhododendron. I believe that this person will be as famous as your name in the future. For some reason, when she heard the name cuckoo, Zhang Mengjie thought of the first sentence in the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi's "Mountain Pomegranate", and it naturally chanted.

Everyone can't understand Zhang Mengjie's inexplicable poem, but at least they can understand that this is a praising poem.

The chubby girl who was very mindful of her surname is also satisfied with her name.

It's also time to talk about the names of fat girls. After lunch, the group went to the execution ground and mingled with the crowd who had come to watch the execution of the Zhen family's father and son and ten instructors who had used a thousand knives to kill Jia Shanggui.

Zhen Jinren and Jia Shanggui on the execution ground have long lost their previous arrogance. Now they are the lifeblood that has lost their true functional meaning, and because they have not been completely healed, they have been in the pain of being destroyed, and they are confused about the situation they are facing now.

One is that he hasn't eaten in the real sense since he was placed under house arrest, and now he is dizzy from hunger.

The sober Master Zhen and Jia Chengda looked at each other with disgust and did not cross paths again.

It was not Admiral Yang who passed by here to take down the murderer, nor was it an official appointed by the imperial court, but a young man in his twenties who looked like a handsome scholar.

After glancing at the sky, the young man got up and walked to the front and middle of the execution ground and knelt down and said, "People of Yangcheng, I, He Wenqing, plead to you on behalf of the imperial court, it is because the imperial court does not recognize people clearly that you have suffered a hellish life for so many years." He Wenqing said solemnly, kowtowed three times to the people who came to watch, and then said: "Today, I, He Wenqing, on behalf of the imperial court, executes the people who let you suffer from hellish life, and at the same time, I am also cleaning up the black sheep for the imperial court."

Only then did He Wenqing get up and walk to the torture drum in the execution ground, took the drumming stick in the drummer's hand, and personally beat the torture drum.

When the drum sounded, Zhen Jinren and Jia Shanggui woke up violently. At the same time, the sound of "execution" wafted through the drums.

Zhen Jinren, who had just woken up, forgot the pain in his body when he heard the sound of "execution", and opened his eyes wide to see what was happening in front of him, but before he could make any move, the big knife in the executioner's hand behind him had fallen neatly.

And Master Zhen, who was beside him, closed his eyes when he heard the sound of "execution", so the people at the front saw two heads with open eyes and one with closed eyes rolling on the execution table a few times before standing still next to their fallen bodies.

"Master, Ren'er!" An old woman with gray hair and a haggard face staggered to the execution table and cried after the two heads hit the ground.

But no one cared about the old woman who rushed out, because everyone's eyes were attracted by Jia Shanggui's mournful scream.

Jia Shanggui, who woke up, heard the sound of "execution", and before he could figure out where he was, he saw the scene of two heads falling to the ground not far away, and then remembered that someone had said that he would use a thousand knives to punish her.

Jia Shanggui, who came to his senses, subconsciously wanted to escape from this place, but found that his body was fixed there like a pillar at all, and at the same time, there was a feeling of losing something in his two arms and behind his back. (To be continued.) )