Daming Yinghua

Chapter 32
Thinking of this, Zheng Haizhu's slightly rippling mood quickly calmed down.

She wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and said seriously: "Miss, I combed myself in my hometown, not just for the convenience of going out, but also because I really don't have any thoughts of following people in my mind. Cotton cloth is interesting."

Han Ximeng saw her resolute expression of her heart, just like what she saw when she became a servant a few months ago, so she also put away her joking expression, and said sincerely: "Then you follow me, whether you are in the Han Mansion or in the future to the Gu Mansion, How happy we are to embroider mountains and rivers, birds and beasts."

After a pause, he continued: "However, that General Ma is really a dignified man, and he is as careful as a hair. What he said to you and me at the gate of Dong's Mansion today in full view, really taught us that in the city, there are few people in the city. A lot of trouble."

Zheng Haizhu Xie Yi smiled: "That's true. By the way, Miss, just now in the front yard, the second master and the second mistress said that General Ma saved the life of the eldest lady of the Han family. How could the Han family lose their manners. They told me to come back with you Discuss what to send to General Ma and the sergeants."

Just now, after learning that Han Ximeng had the decision to thank Li, Zheng Haizhu's pace of returning from the front yard was much slower than usual.

All blueprints, the premise of hands-on drawing, are ideas.

The premise of conception is inspiration.

Inspiration often does not come from innate imagination, but is entangled with adventure and adventure.

After Zheng Haizhu experienced the dangers of bandit villages and the wonders of Daishan Island, he seemed to have grasped the knack of grasping inspiration, so he agreed with Yan Siqi to transport fragrant medicine by sea, and agreed with Mao Wenlong to transport silk and satin by land.

Walking slowly in the Han family compound in the rockery fish pond, Zheng Haizhu followed the same train of thought before and got inspiration when he was thinking about what generous gift he should give to Ma Xianglin's army.

So, after conveying the "instructions" of the second master at this time, she seriously suggested to Han Ximeng: "Let's send cotton cloth."

"cotton?"

"Yes. Miss, sitting on the horse today, I saw a large black and purple on General Ma's wrist. I was surprised and asked him. He smiled bitterly and said that the military uniform was stained with sweat and faded. I took advantage of their rest in the middle Watching while drinking horses, sure enough, those Sichuan soldiers also had such marks on their necks and wrists."

Han Ximeng shook his head: "The dye must be poor and the craftsmanship is not good. I think it's from Guangfu or Luzhou. By the way, Azhu, I remember you said that when you were in the bandit village, you were suspicious of General Ma because he had mint on him." Soap."

Zheng Haizhu replied: "Well, it can be seen that although he is a general, he is not one of those careless vulgar people. What he brought with him were elite servants, all of whom were from Sichuan. Shu has always been famous for its brocade weaving. , but the cotton cloth is not produced, and the cotton cloth there is mostly transported in from Guangdong or Guanzhong. The Anhui merchants who control our Songjiang cotton cloth traffickers are in Shandong, Jingshi and Liaodong. Therefore, Sichuanese like General Ma and others do not know the origin of Songjiang cotton cloth. Good. Miss, I see that this General Ma is so young that he is highly valued by the court, and this year, Nurhaci, the leader of the Jurchen in Jianzhou in the north, has declared himself a Great Khan..."

Zheng Haizhu's thinking was too jumpy, Han Ximeng listened, a little confused, and wondered: "It is natural to send some good cloth to the soldiers, but what does this have to do with those Jurchens in the north?"

Zheng Haizhu slowed down his speech: "Miss, please think about it. Sichuan soldiers can fight as well as Zhejiang soldiers. Maybe the imperial court will let General Ma lead the troops to go north to attack the captives? At that time, it will not be the hundreds of people we saw today. Bing Ge Xiang, ten thousand taels of gold, the imperial court will send troops out of the customs, and they will be paid. If the Han family wraps up their quilts, it will be a huge military supply business."

Han Ximeng froze for a moment, then laughed happily.

What she experienced today, her subordinates lost and found again, and her fiancé-in-law is considerate and reliable, she is in a good mood, and hearing Zheng Haizhu's words at this moment, she doesn't think it is just a dream on paper.

"Azhu, you are really different from those women in the playbook. For a heroic character like General Ma, you don't care about his people, but his money. Well, that's right, he is not the son of that female chieftain from Sichuan. Is it? Even as General Ma said, his family never exploited the local people, but his mother's prestige is always there."

"Miss is right to remind you," Zheng Haizhu continued, "General Ma's mother, we must not miss it when we prepare the ceremony. Mrs. Huang said that the lady's surname is Qin, and she is comparable to Madam She and Mu Guiying. General, but since she is a woman, how could she only love arms and not red makeup?"

"It's right, it's right, Ah Zhu, go get a pen and paper."

Han Ximeng was guided to get better and better, and began to stop talking nonsense, and ordered Zheng Haizhu to make substantive records.

"Indigo green diamond cloth, half a piece for each sergeant. This kind of cloth from our Han family absorbs sweat and is not ostentatious. It is the best for sergeants to make undershirts in cotton armor."

"White Yexie reed cloth with fish belly, three feet for each sergeant. The Yexie cloth is narrow, but soft and breathable. It is used as handkerchiefs and small clothes."

"Each sergeant has two pairs of winter socks and two pairs of cool socks."

"Coral red wicker muslin, lake blue twill muslin, lilac purple muslin, three pieces each, as a gift to General Ma's mother, Master Qin. The Wuhu dyer hired by my second uncle is the best at using blue and purple. The red dye you brought from Fujian It’s also very good, when these three colors come to Sichuan, even if they are placed next to Shu brocade, they will not be inferior.”

Zheng Haizhu wrote it down one by one, and praised Han Ximeng for his thoughtfulness.

To put it bluntly, it is both dazzling and practical.

At the end, Han Ximeng said: "Ah Zhu, I don't have much cloth to prepare this time, there are all in the cloth shop. Tomorrow I will ask my second uncle and aunt to show me, and then you and the housekeeper, Lao Peng, will be sent to Wenzhe Academy. It just happened to explain in detail for General Ma."

It was time for people to be quiet, but Han Ximeng said that he was excited. Regardless of his mother-in-law urging him to go to bed, he pulled Zheng Haizhu and asked her what happened to the luggage she brought back.

Zheng Haizhu shook off the skirts made by Yan Siqi one by one and spread them out on the embroidery frame.

"Miss, I was taken all the way by that General Mao, and even sat on a big boat. I was ignorant and didn't know whether to go north or south. When I entered the mansion, the family said that General Mao had found the wrong person. The owner never got See, but the housekeeper asked me that I was actually a maid in the Songjiang mansion. He thought he was afraid of getting into a lawsuit, so he stayed with me, let me rest for two days, and gave me some good clothes before sending me back. How dare I be alone? Hidden, I want to show the master, wife and miss."

Han Ximeng nodded in satisfaction.

The embroidery on the Chinese clothes is very exquisite at first glance.

Han Ximeng became more and more excited like a military general seeing Maxima and Xuanyuan Sword.

She asked her mother-in-law and maidservants to bring out a few larger Subo Niqing Bafang candlesticks, and light them around the embroidery frame to enhance the lighting.

The candlelight is like the setting sun of molten gold, and the cobalt blue twig pattern printed on the white porcelain candlestick is strong and vivid, and it also illuminates the colorful robes with brilliance.

Zheng Haizhu deliberately placed the gold-woven horse-face skirt on the top layer, but the owner's attention was not attracted by it.

"What is this? Japanese clothes?" Han Ximeng picked up the kimono covered by the velvet cloak.

(End of this chapter)