The girl said: "Aunt Shu said that this is the southern ink, the southern ink is mixed with oil smoke and wax, so it is more oily, also known as 'Wujin Tuo', but it is so black and thick, but it loses a bit of elegance, but it is like a thing used by the men outside, and it is the opposite of it when used to write and paint......
The voice was coquettish and smiling, extremely playful, coupled with the vulgar and vulgar, the older and older voices contrasted, it was like a warbler's cry, pleasant and moving, Xiao Lang didn't care whether there was reason in the words or not, a heart had already been hooked off more than half, and he just wanted to see the girl's face.
Squeak!
It seemed that the door opened next door, Xiao Lang bounced up with an arrow step, rushed to the door and opened the door.
The woman who came out of the next door really might as well be taken aback, and snorted softly coquettishly.
The woman was dressed in a goose yellow embroidered green persimmon pattern, with a pink and white sprinkled gold trim satin skirt, slightly revealing some embroidered plum blossom tips, her figure was beautiful, like a fairy in a painting, and like a ghost in the empty valley.
This time, Xiao Lang stayed there, and the young lady saw that a handsome scholar came out to block the way, and blushed shyly for a while, lowered her head, and covered her face with her sleeves.
This move was even more beautiful and extraordinary in Xiao Lang's opinion, he almost froze when he saw it, and took another step forward like a wooden stake.
The mother who accompanied the woman scolded her: "Which family is this, why is this so ignorant of etiquette, and don't leave quickly," she said as she put a pink cloak on the girl's shoulder, but it added to the girl's graceful demeanor.
Xiao Lang was a little embarrassed, lowered his head slightly, and the mother escorted the girl to leave quickly, when the girl passed by Xiao Lang, she couldn't help but look back curiously, and the watery eyes flickered, and Xiao Lang's soul was hooked.
When the girl went downstairs, Xiao Lang came to his senses, took two steps quickly, grabbed a guy who hugged the painting and asked, "Who is the girl who picked up ink in the private room next to her?"
” The young man was instructed in advance, and hurriedly said: "The son forgives the sin, the family is the daughter of a big family, and the small one doesn't dare to call other people's girlfriend names." ” Xiao Lang asked again and again, but the young man refused to say anything, Xiao Lang had no choice but to go home in despair.
These all fell clearly in Yao Ling'er's eyes, she threw a look of appreciation at the woman opposite, and said: "Miss Xu is really good, then Xiao Lang is now only afraid that the three souls have been taken away by you, and the two souls are half gone......," she said and chuckled.
That Xu Yaxin just saw Xiao Lang, but she was so talented, handsome and extraordinary, naturally she was also a little tempted, although King Ji was good, but she knew that the hall sister was just using her as a tool, and King Ji easily gave himself to others for his own interests, in comparison, it was that Xiao Lang who was more pleasing.
She smiled slightly and said, "It's also thanks to Concubine Yao's good teaching." ” Yao Ling'er picked up the tea bowl and raised it slightly towards her, made a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile: "The eldest lady is a smart person, in the future, Lord Xiao will be powerful in front of the prince, needless to say, the eldest lady is naturally a noble husband and wife, and it is a good fortune to be upside down!"
” Xu Yaxin picked up the teacup and took a sip lightly, smiling lightly, but her heart was already rippling, and she started her own little abacus.
For Xu Yaxin's children's thoughts, Yao Ling'er can see it clearly, as long as Xu Yaxin is also moved, then there is no one who can't be impossible, and then as long as Xiao Lang comes to the calligraphy and painting shop to inquire twice, and the owner of the store reveals Xu Yaxin's identity, Xiao Lang will naturally come to the door to ask for marriage.
Yao Ling'er didn't go to the British Mansion for a banquet for the sake of being here, but now that she is sure here, she can't help but be curious about the situation over there.
In fact, Jinghe is also relatively smooth here, with the help of Princess Pingjun, there is no one who can't do it, besides, the grandmother of Liangguo Mansion is a shrewd and capable person who is used to doing things, and she chats with Jinghe very happily, and even talks about Jiangnan's silk technology with the old lady of Song Ge.
In the eyes of outsiders, this is a good way to break the ugly incident of Miss Liang San.
But the old lady of Song Ge is not an ordinary person, although she also spoke warmly and politely, but she never mentioned her son's marriage, so that the grandmother of the Liang Guo Mansion had no way, but she was able to break the ice with the British Mansion and the Song Ge Old Mansion, and the Liang grandmother also completed the task as scheduled.
And Miss Sun of the Song family, who came with the old lady of Song Ge, played with Sister Xin in the flower yard, one of the two little girls wore a cloak of silver ratskin snow satin, and the other wore a silver and red sable shoulder, and the peak of the neckline lined the round and tender little faces of the little girls, which was particularly cute and snowy.
Miss Song held a plum-shaped hand stove in her hand, sat sideways in the pavilion, and said: "You went to Jiangnan this time, saw so many rare things, and enjoyed the scenery of Jiangnan, but it is really good, why are you so depressed?"
” Sister Xin leaned on the pillar in the pavilion and looked out, and when she heard this, she hurriedly turned back to Miss Song and said, "You are talking nonsense again, where am I unhappy?"
” Miss Song stood up, walked a few steps with her deerskin soft boots creaking, and said, "Others don't know, let's read together, can I still not see what is on your mind?"
In the past, although you didn't like to talk, but you just had a cold and silent temperament, but your eyebrows were calm, but this time, you were always a little uncertain, and your eyes were always dodging. ” Sister Xin raised her eyelashes and looked at Miss Song, and said, "Ah Xiu, I ......"
She sighed softly and said, "Thank you." ” Miss Song walked to Sister Xin'er's side and pulled her to the stone table, where the maids had already sent goose feather cushions to cushion the stone bench.
After the two of them sat down, Miss Song waved her hand and said to the people serving beside her: "I want to talk to you girls here, you go and get some fragrant tea and fruits." ” Jin Feng hesitated, but looking at Sister Xin'er's indifferent and insistent eyes, she had no choice but to say yes and retreat.
Miss Song said: "I know your temperament, you don't want to say, I won't force you, Mr.
Feng is the most reasonable, if you are confused, why not ask Mr.
Feng?"
” Sister Xin sighed lightly and said, "Family ugliness should not be publicized, there are many words, I can't even say Mr.
Feng." ” Song Xiu gasped, she has a grandmother like Mrs.
Song, so she naturally knows that these girls in the mansion are still difficult for Qing officials to interrupt family affairs, let alone these ignorant girls.
Song Xiu held Sister Xin'er's hand and said: "I know your life experience, and you also know my life experience, my father and mother died early, and I live under the knees of my maternal grandfather and grandmother, but I am sympathetic to you......