When Aunt Hai saw that no one answered her, her heart beat like thunder. Just as she was about to speak, the ancestor Youyou in front of her spoke.

The tone of his voice rose, with a hint of doubt.

"Aunt Hai, you didn't say you were going to be punished. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Lin Zhiyu took his time and dipped each cluster into a ball with different dyes.

Before she traveled through time, she had done some research on aesthetics.

When you die, all the things you seem to have are in vain. Only the knowledge you have mastered will completely belong to you.

"As far as I know, Princess Shangyang likes gorgeous clothes. No matter how precious the material is and how exquisite the embroiderer's skills are, after all, it is white and cannot catch her fancy."

Seeing that the material was almost dyed, Lin Zhiyu took it out of the basin and explained slowly.

Aunt Hai saw that the entire material was completely soaked, her eyes turned black, and a stream of blood rushed to the top of her head.

"This material is precious because of the silk thread used on it. If it is dyed with too much color, it will not have that radiant effect."

The embroidered lady standing nearby trembled with her legs, but finally mustered up the courage to step forward and explain.

"You also said that too much color will make the thread lose its effect."

When the fabric stopped dripping, Lin Zhiyu untied the tightly tied hair rope and showed it to everyone.

She chose light red, which did not have any impact on the silk thread. Instead, it became brighter because of the additional color.

Aunt Hai held the dye vat with her hands to steady herself. When she saw clearly what the material looked like now, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"This, what kind of craft is this?"

The entire piece of material has a gradient effect, and the place where Lin Zhiyu pierced it with beads now happens to have an extremely natural pattern.

Lin Zhiyu smiled: "Tie dye."

Tie-dye is a process in which fabrics are twisted into knots and then dyed to form unique patterns and effects. The clothes made in this way cannot be exactly the same unless they are produced on an assembly line.

"Aunt Hai, after the material is dry and sewn, feel free to hand it over. Maybe you will get some credit."

Lin Zhiyu didn't want to attract too much attention in the palace.

She just hopes that she can live this life peacefully. Fame and fortune are nothing but clouds in the eyes of those who have died once.

"Why would a big girl think that this is a meritorious service?" Liu'er was really curious.

If you hand over something like this, the people above will only think that there is something wrong with the original material, so they use this method to remedy it. It's not bad if you don't punish it.

"Just wait and see." Lin Zhiyu was confident, but after looking at Aunt Hai's suspicious look, Lin Zhiyu decided to give her a reassurance, "If the people above want to punish you, just say, It was all my idea.”

Everyone said "Oh" in their hearts and exhaled deeply the two breaths of cold air they had just sucked in.

Lin Zhiyu said firmly, and their hearts returned to their stomachs.

It seems that this big girl is not here to show off her power to Aunt Hai.

For a moment, the atmosphere became more relaxed.

Seeing that Aunt Hai was still dumbfounded and silent, an older embroiderer in the crowd stood up and said, "Auntie, I see that the patterns are wonderful and ingenious. I am the only one in this capital. Why don't you just follow the elder girl?" I mean, dry the material first and then make the robe."

"Sister Yun's craftsmanship is ranked among the best in the palace. There is no way to do it now. Everyone is involved in it. I also think I can give it a try."

The original embroiderer also echoed.

Aunt Hai frowned and took the material from Lin Zhiyu's hand: "Now that the matter has come to this, we have to do it. Since Sister Yun, who has the most seniority, has spoken, let's do it." "Since Aunt Hai has something to do, she has to be busy. , then we won’t bother you any more." Lin Zhiyu nodded slightly, raised his feet and walked out of the door of Shangyi Bureau.

Lin Xiaolian was very puzzled: "Miss, you solved such a problem for Aunt Hai, why didn't you just tell Aunt Hai about it?"

"Humans, you always have to see the outcome of things before you feel relieved, right?" Lin Zhiyu looked calmly and spoke calmly.

"I guess the reason why Aunt Hai's attitude is so strange today is probably because of that court dress."

Lin Xiaolian suddenly realized: "That's right, last time the emperor picked it up hard and put it down gently, the queen and Jiang Zhaoyi were fine, so I will take the responsibility for this clothes department!"

"Quite smart." Lin Zhiyu praised, "A shrewd person like Aunt Hai has suffered this crime for no reason. How can he not inquire about it? Isn't it me who is the cause of the disaster?"

"I thought that some people outside knew about the quarrel between me and the queen, but they just kept it in their hearts and didn't say anything about it."

Being able to work as an errand in the palace and serve in front of noble people depends on one's ability.

"But Miss, if we don't ask this question clearly today, we will have to do it next time."

Lin Zhiyu certainly knew what Lin Xiaolian was worried about.

If he didn't stay in Weiyang Palace to recuperate, he would go to the Shangyi Bureau every three days. No matter how stupid he was, he should have felt something amiss.

"After the clothes are ready and sent to Princess Shangyang, Aunt Hai will naturally come to Weiyang Palace to find us."

Because he was too confused in his previous life, Lin Zhiyu only pursued such minutiae in this life.

Wei Shuyi doesn't seem like someone who would reveal so many flaws. If it were anyone else, the people around her wouldn't come forward at all.

This is really strange.

……

Du Yusi.

As soon as Qiao Xiu entered the door, she was surrounded by several big men.

"Which family are you serving?" A chubby guard's eyes lit up when he saw Qiao Xiu.

The empresses in this palace are very generous. If they come to do something, the reward will be enough for the brothers to go to the flower house several times.

Qiaoxiu's expression did not change: "I'm here to see Commander Zhuang. Since he's not here, would you please help me transfer this dress to him?"

"Hey, are you Commander Zhuang's best friend?"

The fat guard yelled "ouch", which immediately startled the other people who were resting.

"Oh, you look so cool, Commander Zhuang has good eyesight!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pity. No matter what the boss says, he is still the younger brother of Concubine Jia, the little palace maid. It will be difficult for you to marry him!" Another tall and thin guard shook his head repeatedly.

"If you ask me, why don't you just follow me? That kid Zhuang Xiao knows that kind of punching and kicking skills. Sooner or later he will get out!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was speechless.

The person who spoke was none other than Chen Zeyu, Zhuang Xiao's archrival.

Originally, the position of commander of the Forbidden Army should have been his, but he finally managed to survive, and then Zhuang Xiao dropped in, which made everyone feel uncomfortable.

Every time he went up, he tried his best to find trouble, but in the end, Zhuang Xiao didn't take him seriously at all.

Now that Zhuang Xiao's "sweetheart" has arrived, what must he do?

Thinking of this, he put the tea in his hand aside, raised his feet and walked straight towards Qiaoxiu.


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