Su Yumei nodded: "I didn't want to disturb them, so I went around to the other side."
"That's great." Xia Zhaoyi was pleased.
Su Yumei looked at her face, which was younger than the three girls downstairs, but when she said these words, Su Yumei didn't feel that it was against the rules.
"The really good one is Miss Ah Li," Su Yumei said with a faint smile, "The peach and plum trees are silent, and they make their own mistakes. The house of Zhilan is fragrant when you step close."
Thinking of Tu Xiaoxi's background, Xia Zhaoyi shook his head: "No, Tu Xiaoxi has always been an independent girl. She was like this before I went to Qingxiang Village, and she has little to do with me."
"I have heard about her life experience from Lin Shuanglan and Feng An'an. It is really rough."
As she said that, Su Yumei rolled her eyes and suddenly said: "Miss Ah Li, why don't you support her?"
"Promotion?"
"Well, she is such a smart and hard-working girl, determined and righteous, and you also like her very much."
"Support." Xia Zhaoyi repeated these two words in a low voice.
There is no shortage of people around her, others are eager for talents, and the people around her even have talents but have no use for them.
However, Xia Zhaoyi really wanted to do something for such an outstanding girl.
After a while of silence, Xia Zhaoyi said: "It depends on what she wants. If she wants to go back to the village, our so-called support will actually disturb her own path."
"Well, then I'll find an opportunity to ask."
After talking about Tu Xiaoxi, Su Yumei took out a roll of paper and said, "Miss Ali, please take a look at this."
Xia Zhaoyi opened the scroll, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and exclaimed: "But what you drew? It's wonderful."
On the jade paper, which is slightly Jiangqing blue, gold foil pens and silver outlines are intertwined to draw three-dimensional patterns that are disassembled.
From thin to thick, from small to large, from scattered to complete, every detail is clever and precise. What they painted was the machine shaft on the jade that the brothers and sisters said they found in several historical sites in Ningsi.
The jade article could not be taken away, so Su Yumei and Su Heng made similar wooden carvings for study.
In early March in Mingtai County, Xizhou, Su Yumei was almost assassinated on the street because she accidentally dropped some small wood withers on the street, but by some mistake, Xia Zhaoyi and Shen Lie saw these small wood withers.
Shen Lie even discerned from the wood carvings that Shen was familiar with the pattern patterns that had been sent to him from time to time over the years.
Su Yumei said sincerely: "Miss Ali is so complimentary. It's not that I'm a good painter. These details are clumsy. I stole them from the map you lent me, and I'm clumsy. I only learned a superficial lesson. If it's true, that map of the world is wonderful."
Maps are the work of heaven."
"Stealing master is a strong word," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "If you think there is any merit, just take it. My master has something to say. Only when it is spread and spread throughout the world can it be called civilization."
"Your sect is really grand! It's not as if you have some unique skills that are only passed down behind closed doors, and there are many conditions. My brother and I walked to Lingnan five years ago. There is a fine wine called 'Jingmeng', which costs ten silver dollars per jar."
It’s expensive. If foreigners want to learn the art of making wine and koji, they will first have to be illiterate, and secondly they will have to become mute to prevent the recipe from being passed on to others. I am not talking about this because I am greedy for profit or coveting their skills. I just treat it as a piece of cake.
Listen to the anecdote. In comparison, Miss Ali and your master's family are really good. The sea is open to all rivers, and tolerance is great. People who are knowledgeable and knowledgeable don't care what they learn from others."
"Stop boasting," Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile, "didn't you also selflessly dedicate your half-life travel experience to the north and south? Even if you lose money, you have to print and sell it, and you don't use any name. Many of them are named after your brother."
With that said, Xia Zhaoyi put down the jade paper in his hand and said, "You said at the beginning that these lines came from the ancient ruins of Ningsi."
"The historic site is outside Luyan Township in the northwest of Ningsi Shengshang Town," Su Yumei's expression became serious, "Miss Ali, when you were in Qianxue Mansion, you never felt that these patterns were familiar. The person who felt that they were familiar was General Shen. Your affairs
Fanduo, I shouldn't have brought this thing to you, but I heard that Mr. Shen's brother is in Hengxiang. Miss Ali, look...can I go and visit?"
"It's up to you to decide who you want to see and who you want to see. I can only make one or two suggestions. He is dishonest. Among the ten sentences, four are false, four are clichés, and two are perfunctory.
"
"……Perfunctory?"
"Well, he doesn't even bother to deal with things that he doesn't care about, or things that happen after he gets annoyed. Every word that comes out of his mouth has its purpose."
"Why do you think it's a bit fun to listen to it?"
Xia Zhaoyi thought for a moment and said, "If you really want to see him, I thought about asking someone to accompany you."
"Huh? It sounds like you can suppress him?"
"Madam Zhao of Ning'an Building," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "How many people in this world can she not suppress?"
After Shu Xiaoqing finished her meal, her subordinates followed Wang Fengnian's instructions and took her to the darkroom instead of sending her back upstairs.
There was no need to go through the original route to the darkroom, but he met Su Yumei coming down from upstairs.
Shu Xiaoqing was unhappy with everyone at the moment, glared at Su Yumei, and stormed away.
Su Yumei came down from the stairs and looked at her leaving back, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
She had never seen this little girl before, but she felt like she had known her before.
These eyebrows...
"Miss Su." Wang Fengnian's voice sounded.
Su Yumei turned around and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang."
Wang Fengnian looked at the direction Shu Xiaoqing left and said, "Miss Su, do you know her?"
"I don't know her, but I think she looks familiar."
"She has an aunt named Shu Yuezhen. Is this name familiar to Miss Su?"
"Shu Yuezhen?" Su Yumei thought for a moment and shook her head, "It seems that I have never heard of it."
Wang Fengnian smiled and looked at the scroll in her hand: "I thought Miss Su would have to go up for a long time, but I didn't expect that she would come down so quickly."
"Well, Miss Ali is busy, so there is no need to waste too much time. Besides, my matter is not something too serious."
Wang Fengnian paused and his voice became lower: "Miss Su, I would like to ask, does our boss have any plans to leave Hengxiang in the near future?"
"Leave? Why did Mr. Wang say this?"
Wang Fengnian shook his head, raised his hands and said with a smile: "Nothing, nothing, Miss Su, do you want to stay and have afternoon tea with the girls, or..."
"No, I still have something to do and need to go back."
Wang Fengnian nodded and made an invitation without much effort.
After Su Yumei left, Wang Fengnian withdrew his gaze and looked up at the stairs.
There was a slight sigh.
In recent days, Wang Fengnian had a vague feeling that the big boss was leaving again.
This was always the case when she was preparing to leave, and she would definitely leave behind many arrangements.
Whether she was going to the countryside to see Jiang Zhiqiao, or the nets at Dongping University, or now, she had been at Zhiyu Waterside Pavilion or the back hall of the Yamen, but she came to Qimotang.
Although he knew that there was going to be a big change in Hejing, Wang Fengnian was still reluctant to give up.
