Chapter Twenty-Four: Wu Yan
Tao Yi sent Tao Yao back, parked the carriage again, and then trotted all the way to Tianxiang Building.
Tao Yao took care of herself and returned to the Purple Silk Pavilion.
This purple silk pavilion is divided into two pavilions before and after, the front pavilion is close to the street, very similar to the ordinary needlework workshop, it is also open to do business, selling embroidery fabrics, and also employing a group of skilled embroidery girls, undertaking embroidery lists in the capital and all over the world, embroidery girls are busy every day.
And the back pavilion is very much like the house of ordinary rich and noble, and it is divided into two courtyards, and the outer courtyard lives in the small houses of each family.
In the inner courtyard, the main building of the second courtyard is a two-story embroidery pavilion, which is the place where the young ladies of each family learn embroidery skills from Master Liu. The east and west wings are for the ladies of each family to stay.
The wings of these ladies also have three, six, nine and so on, for example, in the east wing of the second courtyard, there are two people in one room, and the west wing is four people in one room. The left and right transepts are where the maids and daughters of each family live.
The third courtyard is also for the ladies of each family, but they are all for one person, but the size of the regulations are also different.
And what distinguishes these differences is the tuition money paid by each lady.
Walking back and going into the courtyard and back garden, it is Liu Yunjin's residence, ordinary girls, if not invited by Liu Yunjin, they can't easily set foot in.
Tao Yao, Zhou Die, Zhao Wanrong, and Wu Yan used to live in the west wing of the second entrance.
It's just that Wu Yan's family background is very low, so she has always been alone, and she is not close to Tao Yao. Tao Yao only knew that her grandmother died of a serious illness a few years ago, and now she has to return to her hometown to keep her filial piety, so she can't come back.
After Zhao Wanrong got married, she also moved out, if she hadn't recruited new disciples this year, there should have been only Tao Yao and Zhou Die who could live in a spacious place.
However, when she suddenly heard that Zhou Die was not coming back, Tao Yao felt a little lonely.
Tao Yao bypassed the verandah, and was slowly walking towards the west wing, the purple silk pavilion has gradually become lively in the past few days, and many young ladies have also finished the New Year's Festival, and they have come back one after another.
Tao Yao met a few young ladies from rich and noble families, greeted each other, stood and greeted for a long time, they wanted to go out, Tao Yao wanted to come back, so they also said goodbye, saying that they would have to sit in each other's rooms another day, and have a good time.
was standing at the door of the West Wing and saying this, Tao Yao suddenly heard a noise in the West Wing, and there seemed to be a voice.
Tao Yao was pleasantly surprised, thinking that Zhou Die was back.
Sure enough, the words between the little guys can't be trusted, isn't Zhou Die back?
Tao Yao happily pushed the door: "Butterfly? Are you back? ”
But I never thought that what came into view of the door was Wu Yan's petite figure, she was curled up in the corner on her own small bed in the past, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, her clothes were thin and ragged, and vaguely, she could see that there seemed to be a wound on her forehead.
She glanced at Tao Yao in horror, but she was also frightened by Tao Yao, quickly closed the door with her hand, and stepped forward to check: "Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you?" ”
Wu Yan saw Tao Yao's concerned appearance, and she also helped her close the door intimately, that trace of thoughtfulness made her burst into tears again in an instant, and suddenly grabbed Tao Yao's hand: "Xiaoxiao, help me, please save me." ”
Tao Yao also clenched her hand, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, what the hell is going on, you say it slowly." ”