Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 309 Finding evidence (1)
The results of repeated verification are frustrating.

The color of the red handkerchief is intact and has not changed much.

Huanyan said sadly: "Miss, it seems that it has nothing to do with spices."

"No, the ancients were not suitable for burning incense under cloud flowers. The smell will take away the fragrance and damage it, and the fragrance will be dry and strong. Once it is poisoned by it, it will wither immediately. Therefore, fragrance is the sword blade of flowers. Stick incense and incense are especially unusable. It's the same reason. And musk is more of a flower monster, and it is regarded as the public enemy of flowers. Red and blue flowers are new things, and we don't know their characteristics. If it is the most taboo of musk, wouldn't it be used to frame it? Look at this Where musk and agarwood are placed, the color of the thicker fragrance gradually fades, it seems that the time is too short, if it is left for a longer time, it will definitely fade." Bitter barley refused to admit defeat.

"However, the Lord Weng gave us only three days, and the Lord Weng presented it to the Queen Mother in good condition. It must not fade instantly, and there must have been something put in beforehand." Liu Mei furrowed lightly, unable to figure out why.

"What did you put in? Ask the dyeing workshops and you will know. It's a pity that Yutong is not here. Otherwise, based on the experience of their father and daughter, they will be able to make it clear. Far water can't quench their thirst. Here they use musk and agarwood to cuddle. Let's act on our own, go to a few more places to inquire, maybe spend some money, and we don't know the information." Kuyi said firmly, with determination in her eyes.

"Why don't I hurry up and ask Yutong, and it will be the same if I go back and forth within three days." Fuying locked her eyes and said.

"No, even if Sister Fu is tired, the horse won't be able to bear it. Let alone the time limit, Sister Fu will definitely get seriously ill. The gain is not worth the loss. In fact, it's too dangerous. Since someone has harmed me and the Lord Weng, how can you take it easy? Went to the capital? Don’t worry, sister, I have my own way to solve it. There is no unparalleled road. This kind of disaster may not necessarily be a disaster. Maybe you can find the secret of the dyeing workshop.” Beak.

Fuying had no choice but to give up.

At present, the manpower is divided, Kuyi and Fuying go to Nanshi, Violet and Huanyan go to Beishi to check, Shui Su and Lacquer Carvings go to Xishi, because the dyeing workshop in Dongshi is the product of Huainan Prince Liu Qian. In the past, the good city that occupied Yutong’s family was the concentrated area of ​​local rich people, and the place where the officials of the Huainan Kingdom and the parents of Huainan princesses and concubines lived. .

Nanshi is the residence of upper-middle-class wealthy families. Although it is not as luxurious and prosperous as Dongshi, it is still very lively, and its momentum is not inferior to Dongshi. And so on.

First, I found a few dyeing houses with good business. Kuyi brought a piece of silk with a high-quality alizarin red cloth, and pretended to ask to remove the alizarin red and restore the plain color. , or simply do not know where the secret lies.

Bitter Job's tears and Fu Ying's mouths were dry, and they could not get a sliver of confidence. Even if they took out silver to buy a dyeing house that was not able to afford it, and asked the dyer to tell them how to fade the color, the dyer immediately let them go and would never trade again. .

Bitterness is clear, someone must have arranged it in advance, and if you ask any more questions, you will have no clue, and it will be a waste of time.

The two could only look at each other and smile wryly.

Fu Ying said helplessly: "Go back, I think there is no hope. Maybe even if there is a method of fading, it is not suitable for the cloth dyed by red and blue flowers, after all, the two are different."

"I don't believe that there is no justice in the world. All the masters are the same. I will try the last one. Anyway, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. There is still one place to go here. I know her daughter of the master." Entering a dark alley, there is a small dyeing workshop hidden there. The owner of the workshop is a woman who is struggling to support the dilapidated business. Because the terrain is bad and she is a widow, no one is willing to come forward to patronize.On the contrary, Kuyi and the others met a yellow-faced and skinny girl doing business by chance at the intersection. They sent the woven fabric to her out of sympathy. The dyeing technique was very proper and fine, but it was a pity that it lacked luster. .

(End of this chapter)