Aunt Ye turned a blind eye to her flattery, glanced at her expressionlessly, sat down elegantly, and said coldly: "You owe me a hundred flowers, and you still have two days of classes."

Rong Huazheng's scalp felt numb, and then he said with an apologetic smile: "Master, we are master and apprentice, and the word "owed" seems inappropriate between us..."

"You have any objection to what I said?"

Aunt Ye didn't expect her to refute, so she was startled, and then sneered, "Am I wrong?"

"You can arrange your own needle practice time. No matter what, you must show me your progress before the afternoon!" Aunt Ye didn't care at all what Rong Huazheng would think of her inconsistent preface and follow-up, and continued what she just said: "The course starts now.

.”

Rong Huazheng stuck out her tongue. She has always been good at wielding swords and guns. She doesn't know anything about these things. How can you blame her? Besides, for her, as long as she can cover her body and keep warm, it doesn't matter what she wears.

?

Aunt Ye gave her a heart-piercing look and said coldly: "If you are still at this speed after practicing threading a needle for half an hour, then give me an hour to get up early every day to practice threading a needle."

Aunt Ye was quite satisfied with her at first, but after seeing her results, her bright face suddenly darkened, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Today your task is doubled, you can give me all this robe within two days."

Embroider the pattern, and finish reading the hundred flowers and these two books!" After saying that, he shook his head and went to drink water.

"Are you itchy? If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, hurry up!"

"Yes, these pieces of cloth are just for you to read this book."

Rong Huazheng felt aggrieved and touched the tip of his nose, "Don't dare."

Aunt Ye didn't answer, she glared at her and said, "Why are you worrying about these things here? With your vulgar knowledge, if you don't finish reading these two books as soon as possible, you will be better one day!"

"

Rong Hua did not dare to refute anything else, but Aunt Ye couldn't say anything right. She took the needle and thread and mumbled: "Many old people have poor eyesight and poor needle-threading skills, but their embroidery skills are not bad."

Bad."

Rong Huazheng's expression was calm, "You are my master, I should listen to what you say, but you also have to see clearly who you are, and are you not afraid of others gossiping if you talk too much?"

"A man, what can't you say?" One look at his arrogant look and you knew he had something to say.

Rong Huazheng thought about it and finally gave the answer: "Of course it's the master's fault."

Oh my god, this... is so amazing! She didn't do anything at all! 13acv.

"Princess Gongjin, you are lying on the table, how can you move freely with your hands on the table?" Aunt Ye was originally supervising Rong Huazheng, when she saw Rong Huazheng lying on the table with her shoulders curled up.

Get angry

Seeing her look like this, Aunt Ye wanted to be angry but couldn't. She sighed and pointed to the two books she had brought before, gesturing for her to take a look.

Yu Wenlin was still a little embarrassed and couldn't say anything.

Rong Huazheng's beautiful eyes were half-squinted, and a few needles on her sleeves flew out, "You are so ridiculous!"

Don't tell me, this question is really hard to answer, although Rong Huazheng only needs to answer you or me here.

Rong Huazheng sighed and said, "Aunt Ye is my embroidery master."

Aunt Ye glanced at her coldly, "The material of the red dress you are wearing is Shu brocade, and the one I am wearing is just brocade. Shu brocade is usually a tribute item. Although brocade is good, compared with Shu brocade, it is just for display.

.”

To be honest, Rong Huazheng has lived two lifetimes. Although she also had the most youthful and beautiful years. She finished college at the age of sixteen and had dealt with countless boys and girls before that. But at that time, she only had a developed brain. There were many

Things didn't work out at all, and she always had only the medicine of Master Yao Sheng as a companion. After the age of sixteen, she lived in the army, wearing neat military uniforms, either fighting bare-chested with her brothers and sisters or working with mechanical parts.

, she wears whatever is assigned by the organization. She has never cared about anything, and she knows nothing about fabrics. In the past, she could tell whether a piece of clothing was good or bad by looking at its logo, but the problem was that ancient robes had no logo at all, so she

It's impossible to guess at all.

"No, no..." She objected loudly. It was true that she owed her a hundred flowers, but wasn't she drunk for two days? Why should this be included in the calculation? This is not a robber for a robber!

Then, "The Royal True Scripture" should be a good book. If you work hard to learn embroidery well and get the "Royal True Scripture", then...

Rong Huazheng stopped turning the book and glanced behind him hesitantly, "Master, what you mean is..."

"Ah! I'm going to die..." Looking at what was in front of her, she suddenly felt like crying.

Rong Huazheng glared at him, "Get out if you don't tell me!"

Aunt Ye knew what she said made sense. No matter what, she was the mistress of this palace. She was just a foreigner. What qualifications and rights did she have to criticize the mistress? However, she was just doubting whether such a woman could really

Are they worthy of their master?

Well, these huge amounts of money are available, so why does Yu Wencan want to argue with her about the money of a robe? Rong Hua's heart ached, and he finally learned what it means to have this kind of money, not that kind of money.

When Rong Huazheng heard this, her jaw almost dropped, "Ten companions? So many?!" If Aunt Ye's robe is worth tens of gold, then doesn't hers cost hundreds of gold?!

The more Rong Huazheng listened, the darker his face became. For the first time, he said coldly to Aunt Ye, "Master, I respect you as my master, so I let you teach me, but is this something you should care about? Also, in the future, I

How can I know what I have in mind?

Of course, as a teacher for a lifetime, Rong Huazheng could not do anything outrageous. Thinking about Yu Wencan's "Royal True Scripture", he did not refute anything and seriously followed Aunt Ye's instructions.

Do what you are told.

However, this is just my own guess. The best clothes in the world are all produced in the embroidery room. As the boss of the embroidery room, Aunt Ye’s clothes should be first-class. What if they are not good?

It’s not about dismantling it yourself.

In fact, it is better to say that it is a piece of clothing than a piece of fabric, because that piece of fabric already looks like a piece of clothing, and this piece of clothing looks ordinary, but both the cut and the fabric are excellent, but there is no

Just a little embellishment.

"Master, how much does this cost..." After thinking about it, Rong Huazheng couldn't help but ask.

Rong Huazheng glanced at him and said, "Go back if you don't tell me."

Aunt Ye pursed her lips and said, "Take a guess."

Aunt Ye glanced at the pile of fabrics behind the two of them, raised her chin and said calmly: "Isn't that the real thing?"

Rong Hua Zheng had no choice but to look at Aunt Ye seriously. She was wearing a noble dark purple slim-fitting dress today. The material of the dress was smooth and delicate. A begonia flower bloomed brightly on her chest. On her collar,

The sleeves and skirt are dotted with delicate little flowers. Aunt Ye's skin is white and crystal clear, delicate and beautiful, her facial features are bright, and her makeup is exquisite. Against the backdrop of this dark purple dress, she adds a bit of elegance and grace, making her very beautiful.

If she was asked to say that Yun Qingluan from Prince Yun's Mansion was worthy of his master.

Aunt Ye saw the confusion in her eyes and said coldly: "Are you kidding me? If you don't complete the task, you will know in two days."

Yu Wenlin was shocked when he heard this, and after thinking about it, he felt that it was natural. Apart from the imperial grandmother, only the second prince brother in the world could invite Aunt Ye.

How could Rong Hua Zheng dare to say no? She picked up the things with sharp eyesight and quick hands. Because she had observed how Aunt Ye threaded the needle in the previous two days. She was quirky and learned quickly, so she quickly finished threading the needle.

, then handed it to Aunt Ye with a smile, and said taking credit: "Master, I've put it on." Hehe, she must have been fast enough this time. I'm sorry, Auntie.

"Who are you showing your face to? Why don't you take action quickly!" Aunt Ye glared at her.

Yu Wenlin took a few steps closer and saw what Rong Huazheng was embroidering on his hands. He raised his head and burst into laughter. He laughed so hard that he didn't leave a trace of face for Rong Huazheng. He laughed so hard that he couldn't even straighten his back.

Then he came, picked up the ruler and hit the back of her hand at once.

Rong Huazheng studied for two hours. When Aunt Ye left the palace and went out for lunch, she was completely exhausted and lying on the table. Because Aunt Ye had told her to practice acupuncture before the afternoon, she hurriedly ate her lunch without taking a few bites.

I hurriedly ran to the main hall and learned to thread a needle.

Aunt Ye was startled for a moment. After she realized what she was doing, she thought of something and secretly stretched out her palm to let her breath go towards her body. She discovered that there was a powerful Qi in her body. Although the breath was a bit chaotic, it was very powerful, and... it was...

Somewhat familiar.

"No, Sister-in-law Er Wang..."

"Do you know how to tailor clothes?" Aunt Ye asked.

Rong Huazheng didn't need to raise his head, just by hearing the voice, he knew it was Yu Wenlin. He didn't even bother to shake him off, and continued to work on his own things seriously.

Rong Huazheng thought to herself, am I just trying to show off? If I were showing off, I would definitely have a big fight with you, damn it!

Rong Huazheng hummed in her heart. As the old saying goes, knowing your mistakes can make a lot of improvements. It was good for her as a master. It was clear that she was wrong, but she spoke harshly and showed no sign of repentance. She muttered in her heart, but she did not dare to admit it frankly.

He had no choice but to look at the cloth in Aunt Ye's hand.

Aunt Ye saw Yu Wenlin's eyes darkened, and she stood up and said, "Common people have seen His Highness the Fourth Prince."

"Then do you know how to match the pattern, embroidery pattern, and color of a robe properly?"

Rong Huazheng really couldn't laugh now. Why is she so unlucky? It seems that no matter what she does, she can't meet her requirements? A robe, a hundred flowers, two books, two nights, how can she

Completed? Wait! What did she promise Yu Wencan when she was in the room this morning? The daily tasks were increased by 30%, right? Thirty percent... Then wouldn’t she have to double what she completed in two days?

People depend on their clothes. Rong Huazheng had to admire Aunt Ye again as she looked a little more beautiful and then looked down at herself.

Yu Wenlin easily dodged it and finally laughed, but couldn't help but say insultingly, "Er Wang's sister-in-law, you are the only one in Kyoto who can embroider such exquisite things."

Aunt Ye choked, and her face rarely showed a bit of embarrassment, but she opened her beautiful eyes and said, "Don't I need you to teach me what I want?"

She wakes up an hour early every day. One hour is two hours. What is the concept of two hours? In her previous life, she would have slept for less than two hours a day when she was on a mission. In two hours, she could assemble a lot of firearms.

And weapons, she can study what elements are in the enemy virus, and she can eat and drink several times...

Rong Hua's heart hurts. How much does it cost to have so many pieces of cloth? Why don't you just sell them for a small amount so that she can touch them and feel them? Why do they come one piece at a time?

"Oh?" Aunt Ye's eyelids moved and she said calmly: "Then, can you guess the price of the robes you and I are wearing?"

Rong Huazheng was startled, stretched out his hand to pinch the red coat on his body, and murmured: "It turned out to be a tribute, but why did the good tribute come to the Ghost King's Mansion? Didn't it mean that the prince is not favored?"
To be continued...