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Chapter 26 Weaving Division
There are sixteen kinds of peach pink in different shades, and the green smoke is divided into strands.The divided embroidery thread is neat and even, thinner than a hair.

Chang Luoyun skillfully took out a few pieces of wood from the box, fiddled with them for a while, and assembled them into a simple loom-like thing.

Bi Yan immediately took out the raw silk tacitly.

The white silk was smooth and soft, and Chang Luoyun skillfully put it into the reed teeth one by one with a let-off stick.

"Bi Yan, go to the weaving department and get some black and brown embroidery threads, both in shades and shades, try to get as much as possible."

Bi Yan agreed to go.

If it wasn't for the fact that when the walnuts were ripe last year, the old man who sold the walnuts fell and injured and didn't deliver good green skins, her embroidery thread colors should be complete by this time.

"Girl, do you only want black and brown?" In the warehouse, the woman in charge of embroidery thread confirmed with Bi Yan again.

"Our girls only want these two colors for the time being, regardless of shade, we want more." Bi Yan said with certainty.

Mrs. Guan Ku took the thread and spread her mind, "There are only so many of these two colors, do you think you can take some of them?"

Bi Yan took some embroidery threads of different shades, said Xie Fei and went back.

Mrs. Qin came out from behind the bogu stand, "This is interesting, as long as there are only two main colors, does this remind me of someone?"

"The person who can remind Master Qin must be extraordinary." Mrs. Guan Ku said with a smile.

"It's really extraordinary, it's an old friend!" Mrs. Qin was thoughtful.

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In front of the carved window, Chang Luoyao frowned and thought hard.

This is too outrageous. There is no topic for the embroidery competition. It's like a horse race without a designated track. Isn't it just letting the horse run all over the sky?

But when it comes to her specialties, she really doesn't know what she is good at?
It seems to know, but it seems to be nothing.

Chang Luoyao thought sullenly, since Mrs. Qin said that she had a clever mind, she might as well borrow some cleverness.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. There are many people who can embroider flowers and grass. If they are not outstanding, they will definitely not be able to catch the eyes of the princess of the county.

Why not embroider an ink landscape painting, which is also fresh and elegant, and it will definitely stand out among many embroidery works.

Once Chang Luoyao was happy, she immediately called Ziyan to come and stretch the embroidery cloth, and sat at the table by herself, carefully tracing the embroidery pattern.

Although there are more than 20 girls living in the huge courtyard, it is silent, only the clear and crisp sound of birds reminds us that the spring is getting stronger.

The princess of the county wore a high bun and ordinary clothes, sitting on a rose chair carved with huanghuali, casually flipping through the account books on the table.

"Liuyun Pavilion only received embroidery thread in two colors of black and white?" The princess of the county asked while pointing to the registration booklet.

"Yes," Mrs. Qin who was sitting at the bottom replied respectfully, "The Liuyun Pavilion is Chang Shaochen's second daughter, Miss Chang Wu. She has learned embroidery from a commoner for a period of time."

"It turns out that he is Master Qin's favorite disciple, so it's not surprising that he doesn't play cards according to common sense." Princess An Jun turned two more pages calmly.

"Hey, this one from Huansha Pavilion is also interesting." The princess of the county smiled and looked at Mrs. Qin, "I don't even have embroidery cloth, but only brown embroidery thread. Can I still weave it?"

Although there is no unified question for the competition, and no unified regulation on what kind of embroidery thread to use, but according to the usual practice, the embroidery cloth is uniformly collected from the Weaving Department.

"Huansha Pavilion is Miss Chang Si, the eldest daughter of Chang Shaochen," Lady Qin replied gently.

The princess of the county became interested when she heard it, "It's Chang Shaocheng's daughter again, and this daughter is also a disciple of Mrs. Qin?"

"That's not true." Mrs. Qin said, "Her mother passed away early, and later she heard that she was seriously ill, and she had to pay filial piety to her mother to save her from misfortune. She went there for five or six years, and she only came back some time before the embroidery competition." .”

"No wonder the behavior is a bit unusual, that's how it is." Prince An put his gaze back on the brochure, and said calmly, "I grew up in the countryside, and I didn't have anyone to take care of me. It's so pitiful."

"It's just that the original embroidery competition only lasted ten days. Just embroidering a good embroidery is already exhausting. If the time for weaving is added, it will definitely not be enough. This girl is too sincere."

Lady Qin smiled and remained silent.

The princess of the county turned over the last page, closed the booklet and pushed it aside, took a sip of tea from the teacup.

Putting down the teacup, she stood up, walked to the window and looked at the lush green courtyard.

There is a big banyan tree in the middle of the yard, and the pavilion covers the whole yard like a canopy, blocking the bright sunshine outside, making this and that yard look more shady and peaceful.

"Master Qin, in this embroidery competition, in addition to selecting the top names, I also want to pick a few more outstanding-looking, clever and skillful ones, and come with me to the palace to meet the empress." The princess turned and looked at Lady Qin, "These few God, you should pay more attention, I was thinking that since the fifth girl of the Chang family is your disciple, she should be very good, but I don't know how she looks like?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Lady Qin's eyes, but then she returned to her usual gentleness and calmness, "The fifth girl of the Chang family is very good-looking, but she is still young and playful."

"Playing is a girl's nature, and it's not a shortcoming. I will teach it slowly in the future." The princess said slowly, "If this is the case, please master Qin to help me pay attention."

"Women must do their best." Mrs. Qin took the order.

The princess of the county stopped talking and turned her gaze out of the window.

On the lush banyan tree, a group of little birds were chirping and chirping, which made her fascinated.

The one who was attracted by the birds was Biyan from Huansha Pavilion, "Girl, these birds are so cute, look at the feathers, they are so green and fresh.

"Look carefully, is the injured bird from yesterday still there?" Chang Luoyun deftly used the sutra stick to send the white raw silk into the reed teeth, her movements were extremely familiar, following her hands From start to finish, the strands of silk that were as thin as a hair have turned into a piece like smoke and mist.

Last night, a little bird was fluttering in the yard, and then Biyan found that its foot was injured, so she brought it into the house.Chang Luoyun bound up his injured foot with cloth strips, and let it out again.

Bi Yan looked at the banyan tree carefully for a while, and then exclaimed excitedly, "Girl, where is it? Look, look, it's on the branch over there."

Chang Luoyun turned his head to look, and saw an emerald green fluffy bird sitting on a branch with cloth strips on its feet, seeing her, the bird seemed to chirp a few times in feeling.

Chang Luoyun laughed, "Biyan, take the leftover steamed buns from the morning, crush them and sprinkle some on them."

Wounded bird, where can I find food.

Bi Yan happily ran to get the steamed buns, and threw them towards the little bird bit by bit.

Seeing that there was food to eat, other birds on the tree also gathered together.

Chang Luoyun put down the work in hand and came to the window with great interest.

"Crack-"

There was the faint sound of a branch snapping.

Chang Luoyun looked at the branches protruding from the wall, was startled immediately, and made a booing gesture to Biyan.

She picked up an inkstone, stepped back with her left foot, bent over in a lunge, and threw the inkstone towards the tree forcefully.

A soap boot fell from the branch of "Plop", and then a figure "Plop" fell down.

(End of this chapter)