Chapter 100
As the name suggests, the painting garden is a place where many calligraphy and paintings are stored. When Du Shi was alive, it was the place where she read books and made paintings.There are still her collection of books and ancient paintings in the wing rooms on the left and right, but these old papers have been turned yellow and moth-eaten, and they are no longer what they used to be.

If Xu Jiatong hadn't been announced by the edict to enter the palace for election, and the Ministry of Rites had blocked Xu Xiaozu's way to help Xu Jialan to the top, Xu Jiatong might have died of old age in Kunshan.The Marquis of Ding'an had never prepared a residence for her who would never come back, and the edict came too fast, Xu Xiaozu, who cared about his face, was also worried for a while.

Mrs. Lin proposed to tidy up the painting garden. Although it was old, it was the former residence of Mrs. Du, and living with Mrs. Du's own daughter was because of her longing for her mother.If Xu Jiatong felt that it was worn out, then he was ignorant.At that time, Xu Xiaozu was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he recalled the former appearance of the painting garden, thinking that if it was tidied up, it would be passable, so as not to lose face, and only then would there be an appropriate and effortless method.

It rained in the middle of the night, and the moisture from the rain made the old house exude a musty smell.The whole night, Xu Jiatong only took a nap for less than an hour. When he woke up, he couldn't fall asleep listening to the sound of rain, so he simply sorted out his thoughts during the day.

"Mother, son..." Xu Jiatong murmured softly.

During his lifetime, Mrs. Du must have done something that was seriously unforgivable to Xu Xiaozu, but this incident should be forgivable in the eyes of others.This incident was an insurmountable threshold in Xu Xiaozu's heart, but it may not be in the hearts of others, so Xu Xiaozu did not tell others about it, and Lin and Xu Jialan, who are closest to him, knew very little about it.

Concubine, Xu Xiaozu had at least one concubine, Lin Shi gave birth to Xu Jialan, and never conceived again.Then this eldest son should be born of the Du family, did he die young?

As for the reason, could it be that Mrs. Lin had an accident due to her negligence in taking care of her, or was she suffering from some serious illness?
"It's not impossible." The more Xu Jiatong thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, and the more he felt that Xu Xiaozu was ruthless, and he didn't expect anything from him.

It was the same in the first place, when she showed her favor to Xu Xiaozu, she just hoped that if they could not be relatives, at least they would not be enemies.It doesn't matter if you don't help her, but don't hinder her either.

Xu Jiatong didn't care if it was still dawn, got up quickly, and took out the small pot that the man in black gave her last night from the collapsed cloth bag.

The lid of the jar was wrapped in oiled paper, and the body of the jar was wrapped in wax. When I weighed it in my hand, it felt heavy.Xu Jiatong took a lot of effort to pry it open a small crack, and smelled it along there, and couldn't help but let out a "huh".

It smells like a kind of dye, but ordinary dyes and even Jinxiufang's dyes are different.Immediately she became interested, and the last bit of drowsiness disappeared.

After finally opening the lid completely, Xu Jiatong was stunned. The contents inside were as thick as the dye before it was diluted, but it was amber in color, and he didn't know what it was.But this thing looks crystal clear, and it seems to be very expensive.

"The man in black..." Xu Jiatong didn't start to recall everything about that night until then.

The back of the man in black was somewhat familiar, and he couldn't say where he had seen it before. Although he had never heard the voice before, it was not completely unfamiliar.

Such a coincidence that they saved her and Bi Shui without alarming others, he must be familiar with the terrain there, and even watched them along the way.

She thought of the mysterious person who secretly helped him a few times before, and most of that mysterious person belonged to Lord Dai. Could this be the same for the man in black?Only Zhao Qiyun and Pang Tai are closest to Master Dai, neither of them.Maybe it's the secret master who is with him, anyway, it won't be Master Dai himself. There is only one thing that can't be changed about this almost omnipotent rich man in the world. His weak body and lame legs...

leg?Didn't she suspect that there was nothing wrong with Dai Yuanguan's leg, was it just his disguise?Thinking of this, Xu Jiatong shivered a few times in a clever way, if that's the case...

The more she knows about this kind of person, the sooner she will die. Before she has any real evidence, she can't think about it, let alone show it.

The jar in front of me was the most realistic. Xu Jiatong took a few common tools for color matching from the bag, picked out a small piece of amber ointment from the jar, mixed it with some of her own dyes, and tried it again and again. .

"Girl, why did you get up so early? You didn't rest well last night. If you stay up like this, you will look bad again." Bi Shui was worried that she would not be able to sleep well if she changed places, so she put on her clothes to look at it in the middle of the night. This is the scene.

Xu Jiatong smiled and pulled her over, pointed to a few small porcelain dishes on the table and said, "Look, apart from the color, the smell and texture of this thing are similar to dyes. I tried it and it didn't work, and it didn't work. It's really weird." .”

Bi Shui glanced at it, not interested, and was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting: "Maybe it's not dye, benefactor just saved us at that time, maybe it's a kind of wound medicine."

"Pharmaceuticals?" Xu Jiatong's expression darkened suddenly.

"The servant has brought you some warm water, you should drink some water, hurry up and rest." Bi Shui handed over the teacup in his hand.

Xu Jiatong turned around, wanting to show Bi Shui the jar, when he just turned around and bumped into the teacup.She let out a low cry, subconsciously pushed her hand, and the teacup flew out towards the short table.

With a sound of "bang dang", the teacup had already been smashed on the low table, knocking over the small disks that Xu Jiatong used to adjust the colors, and immediately merged into a colorful piece.

"The servant didn't do it on purpose, it really didn't do it on purpose... Let's clean it up and make sure no one else finds out." Bi Shui had already woken up from the fright. He was new here and didn't dare to disturb others, so he went to the well in the yard to fetch water for washing. .

Xu Jiatong didn't care about these things, but it was a pity that with the dyes she had just blended, she originally thought about waiting for dawn to dye a few square handkerchiefs as a favor, but this time it was completely useless.She picked up the table brocade on the low table and frowned.

"Although the dye has been applied, it has just been applied and the color has not been fixed yet. Even if it cannot be washed back to its original appearance, most of it should be washed away." Xu Jiatong rummaged through the soda ash and came out, ready to wash the color.

Bi Shui was helping at the side, sweating profusely from anxiety.Here Xu Jiatong's hands are skillful and methodical, and he washed them in a while.

"Huh? How did this happen?" Xu Jiatong stared wide-eyed at the table brocade in his hands, not only the color hadn't been removed, but the color was even brighter.

"Silk." Bi Shui opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg into it.

After the fabric is dyed, the color is fixed, and then washed with a specific caustic soda to achieve a mercerized finish. However, the table brocade in front of me is obviously mercerized with soda ash for color washing.Not only that, but there is also a faint fragrance, unlike the bad smell of brocade that has just been dyed.

"There wasn't even a welcome person this early in the morning. It really is the servant of the wild girl, and there is no restraint at all." Xu Jialan's voice came from the front yard.

Bi Shui was still in astonishment, but Xu Jiatong, who was proficient in brocade weaving, had already made hundreds of twists and turns in his heart, and somewhat understood what the amber ointment did.

Xu Jiatong put the little jar away, fiddled with the bottles and cans in the baggage a few times, and said with a sly smile: "Is it my sister? I haven't cleaned my face yet, my sister sits in the front first, and I'll be there in a while. "

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