Thinking of this, Zheng Haizhu's slightly rippling mood quickly calmed down.

She wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief and said seriously: "Miss, I combed myself in my hometown, not just to come out and walk cheaply, but also because there is really no idea of people in my head, I always feel that it is interesting to ponder these splendid silk and cotton cloths of various colors." ”

Han Ximeng saw her resolute appearance of Chen's heart, just as he saw when he joined the servant a few months ago, so he also accepted a joking expression, and said sincerely: "Then you will follow me, whether you are in Han Mansion or go to Gu Mansion in the future, we will embroider all over the mountains and rivers, birds and beasts, how happy." ”

After a pause, he said: "However, General Nama is really a dignified man, and he is as careful as a hair, and today at the gate of the Dong Mansion, what he said to you and me in front of everyone really taught us that there is a lot less trouble in the city mansion." ”

Zheng Haizhu smiled: "That's right." By the way, Miss, just now in the front yard, the lord and the lady said that General Ma saved the life of the eldest lady of the Han family, how could the Han family be rude. They told me to come back and consult with you about what to send to General Ma and the sergeants of the department. ”

Just now, after learning that the decision of Xie Li was handed over to Han Ximeng, Zheng Haizhu's pace of coming back from the front yard was much slower than usual.

All blueprints, the premise of hands-on drawing, are ideas.

The premise of ideation is inspiration.

Inspiration often comes not from a natural imagination, but with adventure and adventure.

After Zheng Haizhu experienced the danger of bandits and the strangeness of Daishan Island, he seemed to have touched the trick of grasping inspiration, so he agreed with Yan Siqi to ship incense medicine by sea and Mao Wenlong to transport silk by land.

Walking slowly in the Han family's compound in the rockery fish pond, Zheng Haizhu followed the same line of thought and gained inspiration when she thought about what kind of gifts to give to Ma Xianglin's army.

So, after conveying the "instructions" of the second master, she seriously suggested to Han Ximeng: "We will send cotton cloth." ”

"Cotton?"

"Yes. Miss, sitting on the horse today, I saw a large patch of black purple on General Ma's wrist, and I took the liberty of asking him in astonishment, and he smiled bitterly and said that it was because the military uniform was stained with sweat and had faded. I also took advantage of the fact that they were resting and drinking horses, and sure enough, there were such marks on the necks and wrists of those Sichuan soldiers. ”

Han Ximeng shook his head: "It must be that the dyes are poor and the craftsmanship is not good, I think it is Guangfu goods or Luzhou goods." By the way, Azhu, I remember you said that when you were in the bandit village, you were suspicious of General Ma because he had mint soap on his body. ”

Zheng Haizhu responded: "Well, it can be seen that although he is a military general, he is not one of those rough people who are not exquisite. What he brought was an elite similar to his family, all of whom were from Sichuan. Shu has always been famous for brocade, but there is no cotton cloth, and the cotton cloth there is mostly transported from Guangdong or Guanzhong. The Hui merchants who control the trafficking of our Songjiang cotton cloth are in Shandong, Jingshi and Liaodong, so Sichuan people like General Ma and them do not know the quality of Songjiang cotton cloth. Miss, I look at this general Ma, who is so young, he is highly regarded by the imperial court, and this year, Nurhachi, the Jurchen chief of Jianzhou in the north, has established himself as the Great Khan......"

Zheng Haizhu's thinking was too jumpy, Han Ximeng listened to it, a little confused, and wondered: "It is natural to send some good cloth to the soldiers, but what does this have to do with those Jurchens in the north?" ”

Zheng Haizhu slowed down his speech: "Miss, please think, the Sichuan soldiers can fight like the Zhejiang soldiers, maybe the imperial court will let General Ma lead the troops north to conquer the captives?" At that time, it will not be the hundreds of people we see today. As soon as the soldiers rang out, the gold was ten thousand taels, and the imperial court transferred troops out of the customs to pay silver. If the Han family wraps up their uniforms, what a military deal. ”

Han Ximeng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed happily.

What she has experienced today, her subordinates are lost, her fiancé is considerate and reliable, and she is in a good mood.

"Ah Zhu, you are really different from those women in the playbook, a heroic character like General Ma, you don't care about his people, but about his money. Well, that's right, isn't he the son of the Sichuan female toast? Even if, as General Ma said, his family has never stripped the local people of fat and ointment, but his mother's prestige is always there. ”

"It's still Miss who reminded me right," Zheng Haizhu took over and said, "General Ma's mother, we can't miss it when we prepare the ceremony." Lord Huang said that the lady's surname was Qin, and she was comparable to a woman general like She Taijun and Mu Guiying, but since she was a woman, how could she only love arms and not red makeup. ”

"Reasonable, Azhu, go get a pen and paper."

Han Ximeng was guided to get better and better, and began not to talk nonsense, and instructed Zheng Haizhu to make substantive records.

"Indigo Qingling Gebu, half a horse for each sergeant. This kind of cloth of our Han family is sweat-absorbing and not ostentatious, and the sergeants make the middle clothes in the cotton armor, which is the best. ”

"Fish belly white leaf reed cloth, three feet per sergeant. The leaf cloth is narrow, but soft and breathable, and is used as a handkerchief and small clothes. ”

"Two pairs of winter socks and two pairs of sandals for each sergeant."

"Coral red wicker muslin, lake blue twill muslin, lilac purple muslin, three each, to General Ma's mother, Lord Qin. The Wuhu dyers invited by the second uncle are the best at using blue and purple, and the red dye you brought from Fujian is also excellent. ”

Zheng Haizhu wrote them down one by one, and praised Han Ximeng for being very thoughtful.

To put it bluntly, it's showy and practical.

At the end, Han Ximeng said: "Ah Zhu, there is not much cloth to prepare this time, there are all in the cloth workshop, tomorrow I will go to invite the second uncle and second aunt to show me, you and the housekeeper Lao Peng will be sent to Wenzhe Academy together, just for General Ma to explain in detail." ”

At this time, it was quiet time, but Han Ximeng said that he was excited, ignoring his mother-in-law to urge him to go to bed, and pulled Zheng Haizhu again, asking her what was going on with the luggage she brought back.

Zheng Haizhu shook off the women's dresses made by Yan Siqi one by one and spread them on the embroidery frame.

"Miss, I was taken by that General Mao all the way, and I also took a big boat, and I was ignorant, and I didn't know whether to go north or south. When he entered the mansion, the family said that General Mao had found the wrong person. The master never saw me, but the housekeeper asked me if I was actually the maid of the Songjiang Mansion, thinking that he was afraid of getting into a lawsuit, so he accompanied me, let me rest for two days, and gave me a few good clothes before sending me back. How dare I hide it alone, I want to show the old lady and the young lady. ”

Han Ximeng nodded with satisfaction.

The embroidery on the costume is exquisite.

Han Ximeng was like a military general seeing Maxima and Xuanyuan Sword, and he became more and more interested.

She beckoned her mother-in-law and maid to bring out a few larger Subo mud and green candlesticks and light them around the embroidery frame to strengthen the lighting.

The candlelight is like a molten gold sunset, and the cobalt blue twig patterns on the white porcelain candlestick are strong and vivid, and the color Luo Yi is also illuminated.

Zheng Haizhu deliberately placed the woven golden horse face skirt on the top layer, however, the owner's attention was not attracted by it.

"What is this? Wafu? Han Ximeng scooped up the kimono that was covered by the velvet cloak.