Huang Zunsu couldn't help but be a little annoyed, stared at the tea cup and said, "I really should have gone to Suzhou earlier." But a while ago, when the Wu Governor was in office, when the Dong family was almost smashed, he showed such a strange attitude, and Miss Han spoke up for the Dong family that day, how dare I believe that the Wu Governor will dutifully investigate the case for the Han family. hesitated so much, and when the prefect Zhuang arrived, the hour was delayed. ”

Zheng Haizhu hurriedly relieved: "Master Huang's idea is good, don't blame yourself." My lord has been looking for people unsuccessfully these days. ”

The man Zheng Haizhu said was a silk merchant.

At the beginning, Han Zhongwen met a Huaiyang silk merchant at the elegant gathering of Confucian merchants in Songjiang.

The silk merchant talked politely, saying that he wanted to change careers, and asked Mr. Han about the cotton cloth and silk yarn market, and Mr. Han gave him a lot of advice, and the man gave him an embroidered handkerchief, saying that it was Suzhou embroidery predecessors.

Han Zhongwen took it back to his niece Xi Meng, Xi Meng saw the needle embroidery method at a glance, and he couldn't get out, so he had to invite his predecessors to Songjiang to teach art.

Han Zhongwen was obedient to his niece, and immediately ordered the housekeeper Lao Peng to go to Suzhou, but he returned with a feather. This is the afterword that Xi Meng took Zheng Haizhu's aunt and nephew to Suzhou to apprentice in person.

"Master Huang, if you think about it, the silk merchant is a knowledgeable person, and the embroidery predecessors have their own secrets that cannot be used by outsiders; But if we think about it in a dangerous place, the silk merchant used the embroidery as the first bait, and the embroidery predecessor used the art as the second bait, which led us to leave Songjiang Mansion without the protection of our family for the first time, and we did not dare to take a big sailing boat, and eventually became the prey of the water bandits. But my lord has always been kind to others, and it is common for him to go hand in hand, and the cotton cloth trade is not the biggest in the Songjiang area. ”

Huang Zunsu raised his eyes and looked at Zheng Haizhu: "If you really have a grudge against Master Han, it should be Master Han himself, or the son of the Han family." The eldest lady is loved by her uncle and aunt, and she will eventually leave the cabinet. Miss Zheng, think about it, will there be someone who doesn't want your young lady to marry Gu Ergongzi? ”

In Zheng Haizhu's heart, he had already thought about the path Huang Zunsu said.

In the Han Mansion, Han Xiying, the one in the third room, although she is obviously a little covetous of her sister's fiancé, but after all, she is still a little girl who has just reached the end of the year, how much courage and financial resources can she have? How can you have the ability to dispatch adults, including Qiu Wanliang, to weave such a situation?

Han Xiying's mother-in-law, the Yang family, is even more unlikely to be troubled.

The reason is also simple, Gu Mingshi is not only good friends with Dong Qichang, but also has a close relationship with Xu Guangqi, Xu Guangqi's daughter-in-law is also a distant relative of the Gu family, also surnamed Gu.

And Xu Guangqi entered Catholicism more than ten years ago. In Yang's view, her husband Han Zhongyu was bewitched by those foreigners who looked like hairy monkeys, who did not enjoy a good family business and did not take the imperial examination, and went to the poor countryside outside the south of the Yangtze River to preach.

Therefore, the demons of the West are all enemies.

The enemy's friend is also the enemy, the Yang family looks at the Gu family in every way, and Han Xianying doesn't dare to say "Brother Gu family" in front of his mother.

Who could that be? Could it be from the Gu family?

The deep house compound is complex and unpredictable......

Zheng Haizhu nodded at Huang Zunsu: "Master Huang is right, when I return home, I will comb some carefully with Miss." ”

"Okay, if you encounter strange people or things again, you can come and talk to me at any time."

Huang Zun stood up, seemed to hesitate slightly, and still walked to the backyard.

Huang's wife, Yao, was still wearing the cloud shoulders of the green velvet pomegranate flower, and was holding her young son Huang Zongyan, who was a few months old, watching the butterflies flying among the begonia flowers.

The baby's pink fist swayed, and the nurse on the side smiled and laughed, but Yao's mother-in-law seemed to be a little absent-minded.

Only when he saw that his husband turned back not long after, and Zheng Haizhu, who was following behind him, was also separated by a distance, and it was true that the posture of the little maid was no different, and the thin clouds in Yao's eyes dissipated slightly.

Huang Zongsu stared at Yao's shoulder, and said with a pleasant face: "This is Miss Han's needle, right?" It is really exquisite and elegant, with Li Congxun's painting style. ”

Li Congxun was also a famous painter in the Southern Song Dynasty, good at making flowers and birds.

Zheng Haizhu hurriedly stepped forward and said: "My lord and grandmother have good eyesight, my young lady has been practicing painting for several years before taking the needle, and she really loves the Danqing of the Two Song Dynasty the most." Just now, grandma also saw at a glance that the fish on this silk fan was an imitation of Liu Yan. ”

"Oh?" Huang Zunsu looked at the fan on the stone table, and after a little study, he smiled at Yao, "It's the meaning you like." ”

Since Zheng Haizhu met Huang Zunsu, her impression of him has always been that he is not smiling, and in the past few months, it is almost the first time she has seen Huang Zunsu smile so gently and warmly.

A bowl of freshly made and eaten hot dog food......

Looking at the pair of couples in front of him, Zheng Haizhu was also in a light mood, reached out and took out four table screens only half a foot high from the gift box, unfolded them side by side, and placed a delicate red sandalwood shelf in front of the table screen.

It turned out to be a jewelry rack with a woman inserting a hairpin.

But the amazing thing about this set of objects is, of course, not the extraordinary cost of woodwork, but the embroidery on the table screen.

On the four frames of crescent-colored Weitang yarn, the embroidery is all women.

Some are juju, some are dancing swords, some are playing polo, and some are playing archery.

There are more than ten beauties on the silk surface, with different hairstyles, appearances, skirts, and postures, which are wonderful and vivid, as if the audience can truly hear those crisp and hearty voices, cheers, and laughter.

Yao stared at a pair of apricot eyes, staring at the woman on the screen, unconcealing his surprise.

Before she married Huang Zunsu, the main content of her boudoir life was nothing more than reading and writing, practicing female celebrity, cooking soup, and occasionally going to the city's clothing shop cloth village with the elderly female relatives to select new materials, and go to the mountain temple to incense or waterside walking during the New Year's holidays.

Yao couldn't imagine that a young woman could still be like a man, dancing with a gun and stick, riding a horse and shooting arrows?

There are also some things, such as Hua Mulan and Mu Guiying who are written in the script and staged on the stage.

But those images, in the minds of women in this world, are just to watch a lively and interesting, how could they ever compare the heroines of the previous generation with their own well-disciplined women's lives?

Yao was still in a daze, Huang Zunsu had already pointed to the woman dancing with a sword on the silk face, and commented with great interest: "This is the Gongsun aunt written by the Du Gong Department, Miss Han embroidered the chivalrous girl of the Tang Dynasty in the style of Song painting, and there is no lack of free and easy in the Qingyi, wonderful, wonderful!" Miss Zheng, in this embroidery, do you also have a share of credit? ”

Zheng Haizhu was full of humility, but replied very seriously: "I know a little bit about Zhangrong and silk dyes, but I am really a layman for Shi Needle, so I can only give Miss Silk and give a hand." In this set of table screens, Miss originally wanted to use Meilan Zhuju, but she felt that it was more ordinary. ”

Yao hurriedly picked up: "It can't be said to be ordinary." The lord loves Lan Gu and bamboo the most. In the matter of Danqing, the palace, utensils, ladies, and birds all have a normal shape. Bamboo, wood, rocks, smoke and water, and clouds are impermanent, but they have common sense, and they are always a little cleaner. ”

Huang Zunsu waved his hand and interrupted his wife: "It's good to use things as a metaphor, I prefer bamboo magnolia stone, and that's right." But Mi Fu's argument is what I don't like. He said that among the Danqing, the Buddha statues and story pictures are intended to exhort, and they are the most high-quality. The second is the mountains and rivers, which are endlessly interesting. Again for bamboo, wood, stone stream, again for flowers and plants. The last stream is the ladies' feathers, frolicking in the ears, and not playing in the Qing Dynasty. This is a narrow-minded statement. I look at the four screens embroidered by Miss Han, and the women are painted, they are chic and natural, they are a breath of fresh air, and they are even more heroic. ”