Fanyin Pavilion

Fanyin Pavilion is the only place on Cangling Mountain, where there are pavilions and pavilions, so in order to attach elegance, it also gave a name with the word "pavilion".

And the female disciples on this mountain all live in a small exquisite house with two floors in the attic, and the courtyard hut where Miao Yuan Hanmo lives is more delicate and elegant.

Among them, the clothes hall is in the middle of these pavilions, that is, the back of the main hall of the Fanyin Pavilion, and the middle of the entire Fanyin Pavilion island. Therefore, the people who come to the dressing hall every day come in droves, and they are endless.

Before Miao Yuan and Hua Rong entered the dressing hall, they saw the spectacle of "flying in the sky" that Hua Rong said. Miao Yuan opened her eyes in amazement, and saw that the colorful and beautiful silk was as soft and beautiful as the clouds, and it was gorgeous and dazzling. It seems to be more than 30 feet long, but it is grasped by people in the slender and snow-white hands, and it is thrown straight down from the nine clouds, criss-crossing and mottled, forming a beautiful scene of smoke and satin dancing together.

"It's beautiful." Miao Yuan couldn't help but exclaim. She stretched out her hand and traced the arc of the silk cloth flying in the air from a distance.

It was the first time she had seen such a hakama scene, which was very different from what their ghost clan did.

Hua Rong couldn't help but step on the door, "Let's go, junior sister, let's go in and have a look." ”

Miao Yuan nodded, followed him quickly, took off her jade plate and showed it to the disciples on duty, and then hurriedly went in.

Stepping into the dressing hall, the vision becomes wider and wider. They could clearly see one fairy after another, pulling at the cloth and silk in their hands, flying around in the air, pulling back and forth.

However, after a while, in the courtyard of the dyeing workshop of the dressing hall, I saw one or two pieces of cloth and silk falling into the bright and colorful dye vat, and then the moment they fell, they were pulled away again and fell into the other dye vats.

A cloth and satin went back and forth, up and down, dyed with eight bright colors, eight dark colors, and four primary colors.

Miao Yuan wondered, "What is the purpose of this?" ”

Why pull such a long cloth? Why is it necessary to dye so many colors on such a long cloth?

Hua Rong pulled her to the clear water pool in the backyard, "You can see it when you look behind." ”

Miao Yuan was puzzled as she followed his footsteps and walked to the backyard.

The closer she got to the backyard, the more clearly she heard the gentle sound of running water, the crisp and loud sound of ripping cloth, and the sound of women laughing and playing in the water.

"This is ......" Miaoyuan's whole vision suddenly opened up, fresh and natural. She watched a group of charming and enchanting women holding pots and basins of clean dresses that had been washed and dried, lining up in a long line from the white marble arch bridge of Qingshui Pond, and leaving with light steps.

"Look there, junior sister." Hua Rong pointed to the other side of the cloth cutting, in the pavilion where the cloth was sorted, each woman lowered her eyebrows, skillfully and elegantly cut the cloth in her hand, carefully and carefully cut it according to the color it was stained, and divided it into several pieces of clothing for backup.

They then sewn the cut fabrics with the complete fabrics, embroidered, shaped, and patterned them to form a new style of dress, or trousers.

After Miao Yuan saw the whole garment-making process, she had to sigh at the strength and perfection of this dressing hall, if she had been making clothes here for a day, she probably wouldn't have such patience and concentration.

"Is it Senior Brother Huarong?" After Luo Ying, the female disciple on duty in the Xiangyi Hall today, saw him, she was still a little suspicious and didn't dare to be sure.

As soon as Hua Rong heard the familiar voice, she quickly turned around and smiled embarrassedly: "Senior Sister Luoying, are you still on duty today?" ”

Luo Ying couldn't help but chuckle, "Oh, Senior Brother Huarong, what are these words?" Senior Sister Yuntong was punished, Senior Sister Fanlu was busy day and night, isn't I the only one left on duty? ”

"Yes, yes, Senior Sister Luoying has worked hard."

"Why is Senior Brother Huarong free to come over today? Your robe, didn't I ask Senior Brother Hanliang to pass it on to you? ”

I came here today because of something else. Luo Ying's gaze couldn't help but look past Hua Rong, looked at Miaoyuan behind him, and looked at her quietly.

It's really like a porcelain doll. There are more than 2,000 disciples up and down their Fanyin Pavilion, and there is really no one like her with delicate and bright facial features, cold and generous.

But......

Luo Ying remembered the rumors about her mother, and looked at Miao Yuan's gaze and became uncomfortable, it was better to stay away, she didn't want to be associated with these troublesome people.

Miao Yuan naturally noticed her gaze, but there was no hostility or prying eyes in her eyes, so she let her see it generously.

After Hua Rong heard what she said, she hurriedly nodded and praised, "Yes, I received the robe you made, the style is very novel." No, I brought Senior Sister Miaoyuan over to take a look, and I want to make her a new dress for her. ”

He pushed Miao Yuan forward again, hoping that Luo Ying would also make Miao Yuan a beautiful dress to wear, so that the stinky boy would know that girls should be beautiful, fight and kill all day long, what is the use of practicing that broken sword and flying into the sky.

Luo Ying glanced at Miaoyuan and nodded politely, "Come with me, it just so happens that there is a new batch of materials in the dressing hall, you can go and take a look." ”

"Okay, let's go." Huarong can't wait, every time he comes here, he sees the men's fabric, making men's clothes, and he has never seen what style and material the fabric of the woman's dress is.

Today is the blessing of Miaoyuan's junior sister.

The two walked to the lobby of the dressing hall with the pace of Luoying, where a lot of robes and hakama and sachet cloth pockets that had been made were displayed.

Each delicate and generous, unique style, especially the special double-sided embroidery method above, novel and unique style, ingenious and unparalleled.

Luo Ying walked into the lobby and introduced without looking back: "On the left is the new women's skirt and pants, jade belt sachet, and on the right is the new men's robe and pants, and the hairband is wiped on the forehead." You can see, if you like anything, just let me know when the time comes. ”

With that, she left the lobby with the wardrobe in front of her and walked upstairs to the room. It was her freshly dried dress, and she hadn't carefully checked and organized it, and when everything was done without problems, it would be displayed in the lobby downstairs for all the disciples to watch and enjoy.

Miao Yuan saw her leaving, and turned her head to look at Hua Rong, but saw that Hua Rong had quickly burrowed into the pile of clothes on the left.

"This is the woman's dress with a sachet? It's so fragrant and beautiful! ”

Miaoyuan: "......"