"Oh?" The eighth master glanced at her with a smile and said, "Since this is the case, then lie down again, and go to the study to read the book." With that, he turned around and left.

As soon as the eighth master left, Mao Tongtong made a grimace at his back.

"Qingzhu, you're too honest! When he asks you, he says! ”

"But, you can't fool it!" Qingzhu said aggrievedly: "Once the master wants to let Gege serve, won't he be exposed?" ”

Mao Tongtong was stunned, she didn't expect this. Thinking about it this way, what Qingzhu said still makes sense.

"That's not right!" Mao Tongtong thought about it again and said, "I'm weak now, is the master a beast?" Are you still trying to keep me waiting? ”

This time it was Qingzhu's turn to stay, and he immediately stammered: "Yes, it's the slave who wants to go wrong." ”

"Hey, forget it, it's too late to say anything." Mao Tongtong waved his hand, didn't blame Qingzhu, and said, "Go, bring me the purse that I embroidered half." ”

"Yes, slave and maid will go." Qingzhu hurriedly responded.

This purse is moon-white, embroidered with the word Fu on one side and an orchid on the other, which is used by men at first glance.

"The purse that Gege embroidered for the master is really beautiful." Qingmei watched from the sidelines.

Mao Tongtong smiled and didn't speak. The only thing she can do is embroidery.

It's amazing to think about. She is a modern person, and now she can play with embroidery needles so well! Many authentic ancient people are not as good as her!

"It's a pity that my double-sided embroidery is wasted." Mao Tongtong sighed. I've only learned a little bit of skin, and I haven't had a chance to practice well, so it's going to be rusty.

"It's the same when Gege returns to Beijing and practices again." Qingzhu Road.

"Didn't you hear that you still want me to practice calligraphy! There is still time for embroidery. Mao Tongtong said sullenly.

Although she is now a little interested in practicing calligraphy. But compared to embroidery, she still prefers embroidery.

Watching herself embroider those animals and plants vividly, she felt a special sense of accomplishment. She still wants to learn how to embroider portraits! It's just that it's too complicated, and she hasn't tried it yet.

"Master, I shouldn't always let Gege get fifty big characters a day." Qingzhu said this to his own heart.

Looking at the master's current posture, it's really hard to say.

"Who knows! At the very least, he will not let me go until my handwriting is practiced so that he thinks it is not bad. Mao Tongtong said helplessly.

She's about the first woman to be pressed to practice calligraphy all day! Hey, it's really hard to tear down.

After sighing for a while, Mao Tongtong focused on the embroidery work in his hand, and he didn't even know when the eighth master came.

"Embroidered for you?" The eighth master suddenly asked.

"It's not!" Mao Tongtong replied without raising his head.

When she finished speaking, she remembered what she had just said, and hurriedly looked up, and sure enough, she saw that the eighth master's face sank.

"Who is that for?" The eighth master's voice was a little colder.

It's obviously a purse for a man, but he actually said that it wasn't embroidered for him! Could it be that Mao Tongtong wants to cuckold him? I don't want to live anymore!

Mao Tongtong panicked, and said in a hurry: "Give, give to the emperor!" ”

"Huang Ama?" The eighth master was stunned.

"Yes, it's for the emperor." Mao Tongtong nodded affirmatively, and in a moment, she had already thought of a reason, and said: "The slave maid should save the master, and it is really there to be a reward from the emperor." I thought about embroidering a purse and sending it to the emperor, which was also a little bit of the slave's heart. ”

The eighth master's face softened at this time, and he said with some amusement: "The reward that Huang Ama gave you will continue." You are a character, what do you express! ”

"Don't you?" Mao Tongtong asked.

"Well, no." The eighth master nodded.

"Oh." Mao Tongtong answered and continued the embroidery work in his hand. After a while, she realized that the eighth master was still staring at her. After thinking about it for a while, she came back to her senses and said busily: "Then this purse will be given to the master, and I hope the master will not dislike it." ”

The eighth master laughed at this time and said, "The master naturally doesn't dislike it." ”

Mao Tongtong was depressed again. Can she tell the eighth master that this purse is embroidered for Mao Mingxuan?

has been in the Mao family for three years, and every year on Mao Mingxuan's birthday, she will embroider a purse for him and make a pair of socks, which is considered her sister's intention.

Now, Mao Mingxuan's birthday is approaching. She knew that she couldn't give this gift, but she still wanted to make it, and it was just a thought in her heart. Maybe in a few years, she will have the opportunity to meet Mao Mingxuan? At that time, she will give him the birthday gift she has saved up for so many years!

Orchids are Mao Mingxuan's favorite, and the word Fu is her blessing to Mao Mingxuan. Now, I can only give it to the eighth master first, and then embroider it for Mao Mingxuan later.

"Next time, I'll embroider bamboo for you." Eight Masters said.

"Yes, the slave knows." Mao Tongtong agreed, but said in his heart, what a lot of requests! It's good that she is willing to embroider, and she picks and chooses.

"You're not fully well, don't be tired."

The eighth master finally said something nice. But it couldn't alleviate the depression in Mao Tongtong's heart, but he had to reply with a smile on his face: "Master don't worry, the slave can save it." ”

Yangzhou Garrison Mansion, Mao Chengyun, Chen and Mao Mingxuan, a family of three are having dinner together.

"Amma, I heard Fang Ruohong in the academy today that there are two princes in his family."

"Really? Why didn't I hear anything? The prefect didn't let our subordinate officials greet him! "Mao Carrier doesn't believe it.

"I heard Fang Ruohong say that the two princes came quite suddenly, and he didn't receive news before." Mao Mingxuan said.

"Master, will there be an eighth elder brother?" Chen suddenly interjected. She was thinking about whether she had a chance to ask Mao Tongtong about the situation.

"I heard that it's the fourth elder brother and the tenth elder brother." Mao Mingxuan said.

Chen's face showed disappointment, and he sighed: "I don't know how your sister is doing now?" ”

Mao Chengyun sighed, "There have been a lot of brothers in Yangzhou City in the past two years. ”

Last year, there was an eighth elder brother suddenly, and this will be the fourth elder brother and the tenth elder brother. It's good, why are you coming to this small place in Yangzhou? It's not a good feeling!

Chen was confused when he heard it, but Mao Mingxuan also remembered the eighth master who came last year. He thought that Mao Tongtong and the eighth master had met twice. I don't know if the eighth master remembered when he saw Mao Tongtong after entering the palace.

"Don't talk nonsense about this." Mao Chengyun thought about it and told Mao Mingxuan.

"My son knows. The son came back to tell Ama and Eniang about this. Mao Mingxuan said. When it comes to royalty, it is naturally better to say less. Fang Ruohong also said it because he had a good relationship with him.

Seeing that Chen's expression was not good, Mao Mingxuan comforted again: "Eniang, maybe my sister will follow the eighth master to Chengde Summer Resort to play!" Don't worry. ”