Daming Yinghua

Han Ximeng ordered Zheng Shoukuan to go out and sit in the courtyard, and watch over the door of the Moon Cave. Even his wife and maidservants were not allowed to come in.

Then, she closed the door, sat in front of Zheng Haizhu's couch, stared at her and said, "Do you think that the people who hurt you this time are the same people who hurt us last year?"

Zheng Haizhu explained: "I wasn't quite sure at first, but after Mrs. Miao said Canhu's family name, I was sure that it was neither your third aunt's revenge, nor Li Guozhu's revenge, because, very simple, if it is They, no matter they are stupid or smart, will take my life directly. But the situation this time is very similar to what you and I met last year."

Han Ximeng thought for a while, nodded and said: "Last year, I didn't want to kill me directly, otherwise I would just shoot me to death with an arrow on the boat. Why do you have to let me go into the bandit village to be humiliated. But this time, although I want to burn you to death , but it seems that he still wants to smear your name after your death."

Zheng Haizhu said: "Exactly. I am your confidant, a member of the Han family, who slandered me for offending the silkworm god and was condemned by heaven. Most likely, it was not aimed at the Gu family as Miao Atai said, but more likely, it was For the Han family, for you."

Han Ximeng stared: "Why are you targeting me?"

"Because you are going to marry the most respected grandson of the Gu family. This marriage, from the extremely elegant gentry to the honest peasants in the three counties of Songjiang Prefecture, thinks this marriage is a match made in heaven. To destroy it, unless, unless you Miss Han was humiliated and lost her virginity before she got married, or the Han family's reputation was ruined."

Han Ximeng only felt that the hairs on his hair were counted down: "This... how many gentry families in Songjiang Prefecture are richer than the Han and Gu families. In my eyes, Second Brother Gu is self-righteous, and he can't even compare with the Long Live Lord and the Crown Prince, but It's just that beauty is in the eyes of beholders, after all, there are plenty of talented people in the three counties of Songjiang, so why do you insist on tearing us apart?"

Zheng Haizhu pondered and said: "The reason for this section, I suddenly figured it out when Yuegang and the Hongyi people competed for their unique dyes. Miss, it is not wealth or nobility that can crush other families, but art. , embroidery."

"Azhu, you mean, Miao Atai's unique skill?"

"Yes. Ma'am, when Mrs. Miao was out of the palace, she got a handwritten letter from the queen. She is a master of embroidery. She can open curtains and set up tents and pass it on to future generations. She also confessed to everyone that although she is not the wife of Mrs. Gu, I miss the Gu family very much, so I will pass on the craftsmanship to the Gu family's daughter-in-law, not the daughter-in-law, let alone my daughter who was born from a concubine."

Han Ximeng frowned: "That has nothing to do with me. At most, I am a granddaughter-in-law. The eldest aunt, Grandma Shen, is the eldest daughter-in-law."

Zheng Haizhu said: "Grandma Shen can't be a successor."

"Why?"

Zheng Haizhu then told Han Ximeng a detail of what he saw at the Sheshan crab feast last year.

Han Ximeng was taken aback, and said, "I can't see it normally", and then he thought about it and was terrified. He was about to investigate further, when he heard Zheng Haizhu's "hiss".

She couldn't hold back the pain from her burned hands, and moaned.

This was in ancient times, when medicine was not so developed. Although doctors used boiled gauze to wrap the burned skin, which was the same principle as later generations to avoid infection, there were no oral or intravenous analgesics after all. …

As time passed, the piercing pain began to surface.

Only then did Zheng Haizhu realize that the pain of a burn is worse than a knife cut.

But fortunately, the white phosphorus was painted on the four feet of the silk horse, and the white phosphorus in this world can only be purified to a limited extent.

Otherwise, if the white phosphorus of the later generations is directly attached to the skin, the thousand-degree high temperature may burn through the flesh and bones before the big gun ox jumps into the Moon River.

At this moment, seeing Zheng Haizhu suffer so much, Han Ximeng felt distressed for a moment, and said, "Azhu, I know a secret folk recipe, using a newborn mouse, boil it, mash it into mud, and apply it on the wound..."

Although Zheng Haizhu grinned in pain, she quickly rejected the kindness of the eldest lady.

Burn patients are most afraid of infection. She, a modern person, dare not take the risk of indiscriminately applying the so-called secret formula to the wound.

"Okay, okay, it's up to you, don't apply mouse ointment."

Han Ximeng said softly.

Zheng Haizhu couldn't help but smile when she saw the eldest lady's maternity gushing.

I read "A Dream of Red Mansions" in my previous life, and every time I read about the friendship between Daiyu and Zijuan, Baochai and Yinger, whether I talked about my thoughts or told my heartfelt parting, I always felt that even in ancient times when there was no concept of equality, the relationship between people After getting along with each other for a long time, many intimacy can also transcend class divides.

This world has come to him, isn't the relationship between Han Ximeng and himself the same?
Speaking of the class divide...the divide...

Zheng Haizhu suddenly remembered something.

No wonder just now suddenly, I felt that Han Ximeng's expression of pampering himself seemed familiar.

The last time Han Xiying accompanied Mrs. Shen to the tailor shop, she saw that the female worker Ah Zhen who was close to her had just cried with such worried and concerned eyes.

The reason why Zheng Haizhu kept the memory of that scene at that time was because she had punished Ah Zhen for being noisy when she was embroidering, which not only hindered other people's work, but also easily sprayed her saliva on the silk yarn used as the base of the embroidery. Lost her wages for three days.

The second is because, at the time, I really discovered that even a scheming little girl like Han Xiying still has someone who takes the initiative to take care of her in her life, and she will also care about the other person's happiness, anger, sorrow and joy.

However, today, Zheng Haizhu, who escaped from the dead, wanted to include Ah Zhen when he scanned his mind for the person he had offended recently.

Although, after Ah Zhen was punished, she seemed to be obedient, and she took the initiative to show the fragmented or dirty silk bases to Versace and his daughter, and then sold them to small tailors on the street, and she did bring back the copper coins. male.

When Zheng Haizhu was deep in thought, his nephew Shoukuan knocked on the door and came in, reporting: "Miss, aunt, let me tell you first, Mr. Lu is asking to see you, and Mr. Gu is also here."

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In the front hall, Qian Shi, the second grandma who is the head of the Han family, is instructing the servant girl to show tea to the two young masters Lu and Gu.

Qian's heart said, don't look at this Mr. Lu Xiangsheng, Mr. Lu is only 17 years old, he is really careful and thoughtful in his actions.

He said that there was an urgent matter to tell Han Ximeng and Zheng Haizhu directly, but he knew to go to Gu's mansion to pull Gu Shouqian.

Otherwise, when Han Zhongwen went to Suzhou to discuss business and was not at home, Lu Xiangsheng would not say that he went to see the two young women, even if he stepped into the gate, he might cause controversy. …

And there is nothing wrong with Gu Shouqian, the prospective son-in-law of the Han family, accompanying him.

When Han Ximeng and Zheng Haizhu came in, Lu Xiangsheng glanced at Zheng Shoukuan, who was squatting at the door and arranging flowers and plants. , Looking through Wen Gu, and sure enough, I found those pages, which may explain why the phosphorus fire did not burn quickly."

The two women asked in unison, "Why?"

"Use charcoal and sulfur to calcinate together, and you can get a juice that is as yellow as rapeseed oil. If you put phosphate rock in it, the stone will dissolve. If it is sealed in a porcelain bottle, it will be as quiet as mercury. If it is poured on the object, it will be just like mercury at first. Water stains, but as the sulfur charcoal evaporates and the phosphorous oil is exposed, it will suddenly burst into flames."

After hearing what Lu Xiangsheng said, Zheng Haizhu couldn't help but secretly blush.

This is probably the chemistry knowledge of junior high school, the carbon sulfide solution of white phosphorus, but unfortunately I returned it to the teacher.

She concentrating on recalling, suddenly realized, and said to Lu Xiangsheng: "Before the procession started, I waited under the car, because I admired the beautiful horses. I also looked carefully. There must be no water stains on the silk. After the parade started, the only It is possible that the ones who are close to the floats and watering the liquid without attracting attention are the dancing girl dolls holding mulberry leaf branches and splashing well water. If the murderer gets in the way and pours sulfur and phosphorous oil on the horse's feet, it only takes a moment. The horse, like being hit by a fire from the sky, burst into flames."

Gu Shouqian who was at the side heard the words and hurriedly said: "Those mulberry farmers are mostly tenants of my family. Tomorrow, I will visit the mulberry garden under the pretext of accompanying brother Lu Xian on a trip to Sheshan. Maybe I can know which households have people dancing mulberry branches."

Han Ximeng was about to tell his fiancé a few words, when Zheng Shoukuan outside the house suddenly said loudly: "Miss San, is Miss San coming back from the Poetry Club?"

Han Xiying stepped into the room in a hurry, seeing Zheng Haizhu's appearance, she was horrified, and then she breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Just now I heard from Fan Polu that something happened to Azhu, fortunately, Mr. Lu is both wise and brave. Finally, there is no danger, a little flesh injury. Ah Zhu, if you escaped the disaster, you will have good luck."

Zheng Haizhu said, "Thank you for Miss San's thoughts", and then asked calmly: "Miss San didn't go to the poetry club today, did you go to our school?"

Han Xiying's face was full of sincerity: "Go to the poetry club first, and then go to the school. The school run by Ah Zhu is so interesting, I also feel that I am honored, so I invite the sisters from the poetry club to take a look."

The second aunt, Qian Shi, has a soft and honest temperament, and now she doesn't treat Zheng Haizhu like an ordinary servant, but cares about her happiness and anger. Qian knows that Zheng girl hates the mother and daughter of the third room, so As an elder, he came out to ease the atmosphere, and smiled at Han Xiying: "Ah Ying, did you go to see your elder sister's tailoring and embroidery workshop?"

"Look, Master Fan and little sister Polu are taking care of you really well."

"Okay, when you get married, I will also give you such a property as a dowry."

"Ah, why is Auntie saying this in front of distinguished guests? Ah Ying is going back to the house first." Han Xiying immediately stood up in a shy and embarrassed manner, and said goodbye to Lu Xiangsheng and Gu Shouqian with downcast eyes and sleeves.

Zheng Haizhu is no stranger to this girl's green tea style, but now she is wondering why she suddenly led a group of young ladies from Songjiang to visit the school and Han Ximeng's property?

It must not be because of sudden leisure and elegance.

Earlier, Yao said that Han Xiying told the female scrolls of Songjiang big family more than once that her sister didn't like Su embroidery and imitated painting embroidery in a unique way.