Chapter 81

The embroidery workshop is not far from Chu's house, and it will not be long before it arrives.

Rong Jin looked up at the lintel, pulled back the mind that had just drifted away from that shocking glance, and stepped on the steps unhurriedly.

By this hour, most of the people in the embroidery workshop had dispersed, and the empty hall was only the servants doing chores, and the shopkeeper Feng with a sad face behind the counter.

Although Shopkeeper Feng didn't recognize Rong Jin, he had an impression of Chu Yue, and after reacting, he immediately greeted him: "The girl is surnamed Li?" ”

Rong Jin nodded calmly.

She had scruples in her heart at the beginning, so she did not report her real name and surname to the Chu family, but casually made a fake name.

Shopkeeper Feng took out the handkerchief he was looking at again, and hesitated: "This is embroidered by your own hands?" ”

It's not that he can't pick up the weight and ask some nonsense, it's just that the girl in front of him is not very old, and she always looks uneasy.

"Nature." Rong Jin saw his concerns and said calmly, "You don't have to worry, this kind of thing that can be known at a try can't be fake." ”

Shopkeeper Feng laughed wryly, led Rong Jin to the back, and took this opportunity to explain the reason for the matter.

Because this order is extraordinary, the embroidery workshop is particularly attentive.

The workman's room is a specially created clean place, and now it is also brightly lit, and I can't wait to illuminate every inch of it as if it were daylight.

Sandalwood burned in the bamboo-woven incense burner in the room, which was a bit heavy, as if to immerse the smell into the needlework.

Behind the embroidery shed sat an embroidery lady in a water-red skirt, she seemed to have been tired for a long time, her face was tired, and she was slowly rubbing her stiff and painful neck.

After seeing the shopkeeper Feng, he didn't have a good face.

Shopkeeper Feng didn't come to urge the process this time, he first whispered a word of reassurance, and then handed over the handkerchief in his hand: "Tao Niang, I found a helper for you." ”

Tao Niangqiang cheered up and swept her eyes, and took the handkerchief suspiciously.

Rong Jin was not idle, taking advantage of this effort, carefully looking at the half-embroidered pine crane longevity map.

Although it is not yet finished, in terms of embroidery design, stitch techniques, and even wiring color, this embroidery in front of me is indeed a superb masterpiece.

Rong Jin's eyes had more approval, but it was limited to that.

She's seen better. In the past, in the capital, the "treasure of the town shop" in the Yun's embroidery workshop, the flower and bird embroidery from the hands of Mrs. Chun, was truly amazing.

Shopkeeper Feng looked at Tao Niang's reaction and said a little nervously: "How?" ”

Tao Niang looked at the handkerchief, then at Rong Jin, and finally rubbed her sore shoulders and neck, lowered her eyes to hide her complicated expression: "It can be used, leave her to try." ”

After saying that, he thought they had disturbed the cleanliness and issued an eviction order.

This was a bit unpleasant, and Shopkeeper Feng smiled without embarrassment, and asked Rong Jin to drink tea elsewhere and talk in detail.

"In order to rush to work, Neiko hasn't rested much in the past few days, and her mood is not smooth, so don't take it to heart girl."

Rong Jin just watched the two of them talk, and guessed that the relationship was not ordinary, and when he saw that the shopkeeper Feng took the initiative to make it clear, he only smiled slightly: "It's okay." ”

Shopkeeper Feng confirmed to her: "The embroidery girl has already seen it, are you sure?" ”

"What do you mean by certainty?

This? Rong Jin gently stroked the teacup and asked rhetorically, "I can guarantee that I will do my best to complete the share arranged for me as scheduled after taking over this matter, as for the side, I'm afraid I can't promise." ”

She is gentle and easy to speak, and it is very easy for people to feel that she is a fool.

Shopkeeper Feng glanced at her more because of these words, and changed his words: "This is natural. ”

When talking about wages, Rong Jin didn't open his mouth, and the price on the Lingchuan side should be reasonable. This time, the smile on the face of the shopkeeper Feng was much more real, and he immediately wrote a contract and pressed his fingerprint.

When everything was agreed, it was already dark outside.

Rong Jintong embroidery workshop here agreed to come over early tomorrow morning, Chu Yue waited in the front hall for a long time, and after seeing her, he handed over the oil paper bag he was holding.

"What is this?" Rong Jin was quite surprised, and after seeing the pastries clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned.

She had the impression that the pastries were from the dim sum shop she had passed on the way.

"You're supposed to be hungry, aren't you?" Chu Yue coughed in a vague voice, and the more he spoke, the lower his voice became, "I don't know what you like, so I bought some of everything." ”

When Chu Yue asked before, Rong Jin didn't ask for it.

He only thought that Rong Jin was shy because he had no money on him, so he turned back and bought it while she was talking about business.

Rong Jin held the heavy oil paper bag, lowered his eyes, and thanked him in a low voice.

She doesn't really have much of an appetite.

I will go to the dim sum shop, not because I am hungry or hungry, but I saw familiar people from a distance, and guessed that the cars and horses that made pedestrians avoid them were afraid that Shen Yu was related, so I went to the side to avoid them in a hurry.

When she saw Shang Lu, she was happy, and the big stone that was faintly pressed in her heart finally disappeared, and she breathed a long sigh of relief.

But when he thought of the people in the carriage, Rong Jin only felt a headache.

Even if you don't see it with your own eyes, there is no one else who can work and drive a businessman except Shen Yu.

Previously, Shen Yu sat in Huzhou and arranged all the things in the south of the Yangtze River in an orderly manner, probably for the recent liquidation of Fengtianjiao, and actually came to Lingchuan in person.

Rong Jin didn't know how long he would stay here, so he could only pray that the matter would end soon and send the big Buddha away.

Or half a month later, she completed the transaction with the embroidery workshop and paid off the debt to the Chu family, and it was not impossible for her to leave Lingchuan.

On the second day, Rong Jin got up early to freshen up, and went to the embroidery workshop after breakfast.

She made a good note of the way to the embroidery workshop yesterday, and this time, she didn't work anymore Chu Yue to accompany her.

Tao Niang came a little later, she didn't look energetic, and the bruises at the moment showed the tiredness of the past few days. She held a cup of strong tea and casually mentioned things to write down.

Rong Jin soaked his hand in water mixed with petal essential oil, listened carefully, and wrote them down one by one.

Tao Niang is not a mouthful person, and Rong Jin is similar, especially when she picks up the needle and thread seriously, the room is so quiet that there is only the slight sound of the charcoal fire in the corner.

Except for the necessary communication on the needle and thread, the two of them could not say a few words for a long time.

Rong Jin had never made such a big embroidery for a long time, so he didn't dare to take it lightly and was busy with all his attention.

When Tao Niang put down the embroidery needle and said lightly, "call it a day", Rong Jin found that the sky outside the window had completely darkened at some point.

"Do it earlier, worry sooner, lest it be again

Something went wrong. Tao Niang looked at her results today, her brows furrowed slightly, "You embroider slowly." ”

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p; Rong Jin got up and stretched his body, pinched his wrist, and patiently explained: "This is not my usual stitching method, it is a little rusty, and it will be slower in the first two days." ”

I was afraid that Tao Niang would not be at ease, so she said: "I won't miss the business." ”

"Preferably," Momo said, tying her cloak to herself, "I don't want to help people clean up the mess anymore." ”

After nightfall, the wind blows, carrying the cold air that has not yet dissipated.

Rong Jin folded his clothes, and was thinking about asking the embroidery workshop to borrow a lantern, but when he went to the front hall, he saw Chu Yue waiting outside.

He carried a lantern that bloomed during the New Year's Festival, and a piece of clothing in the crook of his arm, and explained: "My mother said, I am afraid that it is inappropriate for you to go back alone at this hour, so I will be asked to pick it up." ”

Rong Jin rubbed his cold fingertips and whispered, "Granny Lao is still thinking about me." ”

The warm cloak was written on his body, and the hood covered most of the cold wind, but Rong Jin was a little overwhelmed.

The Chu family treated her a little too well, so good that she didn't know how to reciprocate, and after thinking about it, she could only make as much money as possible.

Chu Yue led the way with a lantern, and was thinking about telling Rong Jin the interesting things he heard during the day, but he only heard a scream from nowhere.

It was as if it contained a sharp pain, breaking the silence through the night.

Rong Jin's footsteps paused, and the hand holding his sleeve tightened in an instant.

On the other side of the long street, someone rushed out of the corner.

He looked like he was wounded in the leg and stumbled and was not long before he was caught up by those who followed him and fell to the ground.

"You lackeys of the court," the man lay on the ground, but still refused to restrain his hands, and shouted with his head up, "killing the innocent, killing them all, will be punished...... Ah......h

Before he could finish speaking, he was hit the ground by his head.

"What are you, worthy of retribution from me?"

A cool voice came through the night, full of mockery.

Even if he couldn't see it through the night, it was not difficult for Chu Yue to imagine that the person must have broken his head and blood was flowing.

Xing was probably unconscious, because when he was picked up again, his limbs and head hung limply, and he seemed to be out of breath.

It's not the first time Chu Yue has seen such a thing.

The government didn't know whose order it was, and this time it was ruthless when it was handed over to Fengtianjiao, and the so-called "heavenly masters" in the two sects were still hanging in the city tower at the moment, and I heard that someone wanted to save them last night, but they were all wiped out by the officers and soldiers who were ambushed.

He withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at Rong Jin.

Seeing this situation, ordinary women were afraid that people would be scared silly, but to Chu Yue's surprise, although the expression on Rong Jin's beautiful face was very complicated, with an indescribable meaning, she was not afraid.

Chu Yue was stunned for a moment, and in a flash, the group had come to the front.

Through the faint light of the lantern, Chu Yue was surprised to find that the person at the head was the black-clothed man he had seen driving yesterday...... Man.

His face seemed to have a green color that had not faded, and he knew that he was not too old at a glance.

But whether it is the tall figure that grows like a strip, or the fatal scar on the neck, or the sharp eyes when looking at it casually, it is difficult for people to classify him as a "teenager" again.

But in Chacha

Feeling that Rong Jin was pulling his sleeves as if he was afraid, and when he shrank behind him, Chu Yue still straightened his shoulders and back, blocking her tightly.

The group quickly left, and blood dripped, intermittently on the green bricks.

Chu Yue sniffed the bloody breath, looked back at Rong Jin behind him, and lowered his voice as softly as possible: "Don't be afraid." ”

Rong Jin quickly loosened his sleeves and walked down the empty long street for a while, and suddenly asked, "Is this kind of thing common these days?" ”

The cold wind blew, and her low voice seemed a little ethereal on the long empty street.

Chu Yue didn't expect her to ask this, but unexpectedly, he bowed his head and said: "The government doesn't know what to think this time, it's abnormal, it seems that it is determined to completely eradicate the Fengtian Sect." ”

Rong Jinjin looked up at the dim moon covered by dark clouds, and sighed silently.

She finally lived a clean life, recuperating from her injuries like water, and now she sees it with her own eyes, but she can't help but think about it a lot.

The Fengtian Sect is far-reaching, and there is no problem in completely eradicating nature, but this matter is just as Shen Yu said in the past, it is better to block it than to be sparse.

I am afraid that it is too much to do so.

Shen Yu knowingly made a mistake, wouldn't the people around him persuade him?

But after thinking about it, Shen Yu is determined to do something, who dares to add more beaks?

Even if someone persuades him, will he listen?

Shen Yu won't listen.

Because of this decree, there were not many people who tried to persuade him.

When he came up with his intentions, the subordinate officials painstakingly analyzed the pros and cons to prove that this move was inappropriate. Even Lu Jia, who obeyed orders, once said openly and secretly that it would be better to consider it again.

And Shen Heng tried to stop it several times.

Shen Yu had the patience to listen to a few words at the beginning, but in the end, he threw the official document on him, and asked with a smile: "Qinghuai, do you think that I will not deal with you for the sake of that trace of blood?" ”

Shen Heng was stunned by his cold gaze.

He has been working for Shen Yu for so long, so he naturally knows that this person is by no means a person who cares about blood and family affection.

Others will misunderstand and think that Shen Yu is promoting him because of the bloodline of the same clan, but Shen Heng himself knows better than anyone else, it is just because Shen Yu uses him quite well.

If he really annoyed Shen Yu, he would not tolerate it.

So no matter how many words there were, Shen Heng could only swallow it back first.

Cheng Ying had some friendship with him, and after that, he also persuaded him not to mention the matter again.

"Fengtianjiao dares to attack Gongzi, he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. If that's all it takes, it's just ......" Cheng Ying was afraid that Shen Heng wouldn't be able to do it, so he would mention it again in the future, and sighed, "You know, Miss Rong folded inside......"

This has become a thorn in Shen Yu's heart, and if he can't pull it out, he won't be fine.

How could he not know the stakes involved, but even if it was not good for himself, he was determined to rip off the other party's flesh and blood little by little, as if only in this way could he be happy.

After Xun Shuo pondered the stakes, he sighed faintly: "This is a disease." ”

It was the night of the Lantern Festival, with fire trees and silver flowers, and fireworks all over the sky.

Cheng Ying was ordered to go to Woyunju to calm the gods, and when she heard the words, she said worriedly: "Then what should I do?" ”

"I can't cure it." Xun Shuo fiddled with the medicine pestle, looking at the incomparably gorgeous and fleeting fireworks in the sky, he felt like Shen Yu in a trance, "Either let's go to the pillar incense and pray that Miss Rong will live well and get it back as soon as possible." ”！