It's the beginning of summer in a blink of an eye, and the weather is getting hotter. The peach blossoms in the courtyard have bloomed and fallen, leaving only one tree covered with green leaves, swaying in the wind.
Liang and Yu Chutian had been to Qifang Courtyard several times. On the surface, they were still gentle and kind-hearted. They treated her with special concern and attentiveness. Yu Weiyin followed suit and responded to her with a weak and ignorant look.
After three visits, Mr. Liang didn't come to Qifang Courtyard very often, and Yu Weiyin was very anxious to do so.
On this day, Yu Weiyin was holding a square brocade handkerchief and embroidering in front of the window. What he was embroidering was not an ordinary scenery, but the white peony that was his biological mother's favorite.
Although my mother died young, her reputation is still spread in Tongcheng.
Liu's embroidery skills are excellent, and she is good at Su embroidery, Hunan embroidery, Shu embroidery and other embroidery methods, especially the lifelike white peony embroidery. Even the ladies in the palace are vying to ask the young eunuchs to come to Tongcheng to buy embroidery at high prices.
After Liu's death, several embroiderers in Yuji Embroidery Workshop inherited her mantle. Unfortunately, learning various embroidery techniques required a lot of mental and mental effort. In the end, only Cui Niang was left with Liu's true legacy.
Cui Niang is now over fifty years old and is still teaching embroidery skills in the embroidery workshop. Unfortunately, she does not see a woman with dexterity and dexterity.
In her previous life, Yu Weiyin had nothing to do but was good at embroidery. This Cui Niang took a fancy to her and wanted to accept her as a close disciple to repay her former mistress for her kindness.
But Yu Weiyin refused, saying that she didn't like to do the embroidery work, and she couldn't keep it at home every day.
She cried and fussed with Yu Song for several days before Cui Niang gave up.
Sighing, Yu Weiyin gathered her mind and picked up the needle and thread with her slender fingertips. As she threaded the needle and thread, a pure white and fragrant white peony bloomed quietly in the valley.
Yao Xiang stayed aside for a long time. Although she knew that her young lady could do some embroidery, didn't she always hate embroidery?
Now she was sitting quietly in front of the window, embroidering a picture of "Peony in Bloom" as if it were real. When she saw her again, she pinched the silver-like thin thread, picked it up again, and stabbed it, and the long slanting raindrops became
It showed up on the embroidered handkerchief.
On the snow-white petals, droplets of crystal raindrops fell. The raindrops followed the rhizomes and rolled all the way to the green and fat leaves, where they twinkled and shone brightly, like bright pearls at night.
Yao Xiang opened her mouth in shock and her eyes widened.
"Little Miss! Your embroidery looks exactly like real peonies!"
Yu Weiyin put away the needle, cut off the thread, and handed the embroidered handkerchief to Yaoxiang, "Yaoxiang, send this handkerchief to Cui Niang of Yuji embroidery workshop for me, and ask her if I can still do it now."
Be her apprentice."
"Slave, you obey!"
After watching Yao Xiang go out, Yu Weiyin stepped out of the room and could see Shao Mo's tall figure standing in front of the courtyard.
After a period of recuperation, Shao Mo's injuries were healed. Under the training of the martial arts master, he learned Qinggong and acupuncture, and his skills became more agile.
His face seemed to be more cold and indifferent.
Yu Weiyin was very satisfied with his progress and walked directly to him and said, "Shao Mo, come with me."
Shao Mo kept silent and followed her out of Yu Mansion, entered Rongguang Street, and headed towards Yongxing Silk and Satin Shop.
This time, she didn't need to say hello to Duan Lang anymore. When the waiter saw her, he welcomed her directly into the backyard. After a while, Duan Lang hurried over.
He was still wearing a green bamboo gown, which made his whole body as warm and clear as a lush forest of bamboo.
"Hurry up and serve tea to Miss Yinyin! Use plum blossom snow to soak the sun-dense Biluochunjian'er."
When the tea was ready, he personally held the white porcelain cup and brought it to Yu Weiyin. At the same time, he opened the folding fan on his waist and gently fanned her.
This set of actions is natural and appropriate, without any flattery. To others, it is a manifestation of deep feelings since childhood.
Yu Weiyin didn't feel anything was wrong. Duan Lang had always treated her as carefully and meticulously as an elder brother. Even if her temper was a little tempered in this life, she was still happy to enjoy his meticulous care.
Duan Lang ordered someone to bring an account book and spread it on the desk. He was about to discuss it with Yu Weiyin when he suddenly felt a cold and solemn look coming towards him.
He raised his head and faced Shao Mo's handsome face, which was expressionless and indescribably terrifying.
Yu Weiyin also raised his eyes and saw the two men looking at each other. There were strange looks in each other's eyes. He said in a straight voice: "Alang, Shao Mo is my personal bodyguard. There is no need to be defensive. Just say what you have to say."
Duan Lang smiled and nodded, barely suppressing his displeasure, flipping through the account books and explaining to her carefully, "Miss Yinyin, Yuji Embroidery Workshop also suffered a loss last month, and has been losing money for a quarter in a row."
Yu Weiyin's eyes flashed, "Can you report this matter to the master?"
"I have already reported back, but the master said that Aunt Liang and the second young lady were new to the job, and he said that he would give them some more time to practice."
Yu Weiyin gave a cold smile, "Practice yourself? If you practice again, Yuji Embroidery Workshop will be closed down."
Although Yongxing Silk and Satin Factory is the main support, the profits of Yuji Embroidery Workshop should not be underestimated.
In the past, when Duan Lang was in charge, he could earn thousands of taels of silver in a month. If he did business with big names in the capital, it would not be difficult to earn thousands of taels of silver.
"Miss Yinyin, Alang feels that this is not very simple."
Duan Lang pointed to the amount of losses in each month on the account book. From January to May, the loss was no more or less, always around 300 silver.
This amount of money was just a drop in the bucket for the Yu Mansion, and the loss was so neat and stable that no one felt anything was wrong.
"Why do you say that?" Yu Weiyin pushed out a chair for him to sit on, and put the account book on the desk. "Alang, do you know what you know?"
Duan Lang pointed to the column in the account book, "It costs five hundred taels to purchase more than a thousand pieces of weaving cloth." He stared at it and said, "Miss Yinyin, look at this column. It costs five hundred taels to buy weaving cloth every month, but these pieces of cloth are...
It was not sent to Yongxing Silk and Satin Factory."
"You mean... Liang and the others are making false accounts!"
Duan Lang nodded silently, paused for a while, and then said: "It's just that there is no evidence now."
"If they are really serious about causing trouble, they will always show their flaws."
Yu Weiyin stretched out his hand and pressed his brow, then turned his gaze to the person standing with arms folded not far away.
"Shao Mo, from now on you will keep an eye on Liang and Yu Chutian. As long as they leave the house, you will be careful to lurk behind them to see what they are doing. This time, we must get the evidence!"
Otherwise, my father might become soft-hearted again under that woman's cry.
Shao Mo nodded, but before going out, he still couldn't help but glance back at the man in green beside her.
He couldn't lift a shoulder, he couldn't lift his hands, he just said a few words without pain or itching, and Yu Weiyin looked up to him. The way that man looked at Yu Weiyin was so obvious, didn't she know?
He sneered in his heart, could it be that that was also the man she liked?