After Jijin entered the Tang Mansion of Kyoto, he realized that he was just a frog in the well in Zhaozhou.

The yard where the girl lived was twice as big as the previous main courtyard. The decorations in the house were even more rich and exquisite than before. She felt relieved without realizing it. It seemed that the master was very eye-catching with the old lady. There was a hint of loss in her all kinds of relief. After all, she was married. Although the girl still regarded herself as her own person, she became a little polite in her enthusiasm and gave herself a seat and watched tea.

These little thoughts were tilted red, and personally brought a cup of Biluochun to Jijin, pinched the back of her hand, and whispered: "You stupid, girl is making face for you!"

No, the daughters-in-law and mother-in-law who followed the village could only be next to the wife's corridor, and they could not even get in the door. Zhi Jin looked up at Tuhong again and saw that she was already wearing a gauze shirt. Alisha Hong was faintly illuminated with a faint glow, and two red crystals flashed on her ears. Tuhong never showed any signs of dew. It seems that in this Tang family mansion, as a close-fitting girl, she had to support her master in dress and behavior.

On that side, the girl was looking at the newly weaving cloth one by one, thinking about something while looking.

Zhi Jin was not used to sitting in the main room, so he stood up and whispered to Paihong: "You are always good?"

"We follow the master, so we'll do it." Tao Hong touched her with her elbow: "Where are you far away, where are you?"

Zhijin smiled: "It depends on the master when you are far away. Just let's do it."

"I am worthy of following Man Chang, and I have learned to be good at it." Paihong handed the tray to the little girl waiting by the door, turned around and took out a pair of citrine earrings from her purse: "The girl in front gave me the reward, and the older girls have all got it. This is for you."

"I'm still thinking about it. I'm not a girl anymore." Zhijin took the pair of earrings, and the long silver thread was decorated with citrine like water droplets, which was very beautiful.

"Yeah, are we asking us to call you Aunt Man?"

"You have entered the big house, you look pretty and have a clever mouth."

When the two met, they felt they were dating and were happy. No one had to talk about their thoughts with red eyes and joke with each other.

Ji Jin also took out a pair of red embroidered shoes from the bag he brought: "I was busy a while ago, and I missed your birthday. These shoes have been made long ago, and I forgot to give them to you when I was in Zhaozhou."

The embroidered shoes are red velvet, embroidered with embroidery pieces of crabapple flowers, gently stroked the tender yellow stamens, and asked Jijin in a low voice: "Is he good to you?"

Jijin's face turned red in an instant and nodded slowly: "He treats me the same as before. Now this life is just the beginning. If you want to say whether you are doing well or not, it depends on the future... The girl sent a letter to the master, but arranged some things for me. He was in charge of the weaving workshop and dyeing workshop. I was in charge of these new patterns of dyeing and embroidery. Although the stall was not big, it was also fully used. There were small weaving workshops, dyeing workshops and embroidery workshops."

"It's so good," said Lahong, who was sincerely planning to weave gold. "Is there a lot of fields in the village besides weaving yards?"

"There are a large area of ​​weaving and dyeing workshops, and there are more than 60 acres of land. There is no need to send a housekeeper, so let my mother watch it first." Zhijin said, lowering his voice again: "Which one is doing well?"

Paihong didn't react at all. After thinking about it, he realized that He Lu was talking about: "Of course, people are good. They have been serving the old lady. They are cautious and don't talk much with us."

Zhijin nodded: "Okay, if it's heart-to-heart, it's going to be suspicious if it's just a few days."

When Wahong was about to say something, she saw that the girl had untied another big bag and hurried forward to replace her master: "I deserve to die, I'm just talking to myself."

Xiaoxiao was only concerned about finding the Burberry classic plaid. She didn't have this bag, so she went to look for another one.

Seeing the new cloth being taken out, Zhijin felt really unsure of the square plaids. What would it look like when worn on his body? Zhijin didn't dare to think about it. How would it look good when hitting his body with horizontal and vertical lines? When weaving, a weaving workshop master said, "In the Tang Dynasty, he used chessboard cloth to make clothes, but it's lost now." As for what the chessboard plaids in the Tang Dynasty were like, no one had seen them. Besides, if they looked good, how could it not be passed down? It must be because people didn't like it, so no one gradually wore it.

The girl still found the strangest one. This one was strictly written in the letter with more colors: light beige, red, black, white, three dense and one sparse, three thick and one thin, and three thick and one thin cross-woven. What to do?

"Why are you eight feet?" the girl asked.

"I don't know if the camel-colored thread is correct, so I dare not wove it too much." Ji Jin was unwilling to lie, but what use could weave one of these big plaids? In the end, they could only be used as a bag. If they didn't want to waste it, they would cut clothes for the servants. Ji Jin's mind had already depicted the strange appearance of a red-colored dress, and the big plaid skirt was holding a tea tray.

"The color is still very positive," Xiaoxiao asked, "Da Tan and his wife made the bench I wanted?"

"The chair was made, but the sponge was not flat." said Tao Hong, looking at Ji Jin with a shallow look: his girl is good everywhere, but these sudden ideas are overwhelming.

"Let's go back and use this plaid to make some chair covers. I'll draw a pattern and wrap the chairs all."

Ji Jin breathed a sigh of relief. Although the chair cover sounded strange, it was better than wearing it on his body.

Xiaoxiao picked out a few pieces from the cloth: "This red and blue lattice, this red and white lattice, and this autumn color lattice was sent to Aunt Fourth. She had an orchard there. She was willing to put these lattice cloths on the table."
Chapter completed!