Qi Gui lowered his head, and his clear eyes flashed with a little annoyance, and he bit his lips as if he was angry. His pretty and cute look stood at the gate of the courtyard, attracting many passers-by on the street to watch.

In this era, horses are a necessary means of transportation. As long as they are not very poor, they can afford to buy them. It is just that there are differences in the breed of horses, but she said that she can't ride...

Qi Gui felt a little embarrassed and felt a little embarrassed - this undoubtedly revealed the fact that she had a relatively humble identity over the past period of time.

Ling Zhirong was also surprised, then smiled faintly and said, "You go up first, I'll find someone to help you lead the horse."

Seeing that there was no disgust in his tone, and even more gentle, Qigui smiled happily, and his little face, which looked like a cherry blossom, was imprinted on Ling Zhirong's pupils, getting deeper and deeper.

"Wow, ride a horse~!" She rubbed her little hands cutely, grabbed a rein and tried hard to get up.

She grinned, there were too few opportunities to ride a horse in modern times. Now standing in front of the horse reminded her of the cowgirls from the medieval western region, which was so cool!

But she was sadly aware that the saddle was too tall and she was too short!

Even if she sits on it, her feet can't step on the kickstands, and she will definitely fall down when she sways!

With a sad face, she turned her head and looked at Ling Zhirong: "I'm too young to get up!"

Ling Zhirong curled her lips and smiled, then suddenly lifted her arms, hugged her toes and gently tapped the ground and soared into the air, and then landed steadily and gently on the horse's back together!

His arms passed through her armpits to his chest, firmly holding the reins, and his legs clamped the horse's belly: "Have!"

The horse jogged on the street lightly and obediently. Qi Gui opened his eyes wide. At first, his heart was beating very hard, but later she gradually adapted to the feeling on the horse's back, and she also took the courage to try to touch the reins in Ling Zhirong's hand.

"Can you give this to me? I want to control it!"

"It's not possible now. If you want to learn, I'll help you find a smaller horse to teach you."

"..." She pouted: "I will try my best to drink soup!"

"Um?"

"It's yam pork rib soup. Children in spring grow the fastest. I want to drink more and grow taller!"

“Hahahaha~!”

After walking around the street in front, Ling Zhirong took her to a lane. After only half a stick of incense, he suddenly pulled the reins, the horse stopped, and Qi Gui's body leaned heavily towards Ling Zhirong according to his inertia.

She looked up and saw that the golden characters "Jiangnan Weaving Bureau" were hung high above the door. The signatures next to them were not clear, because they were mixed with ancient characters.

"Master!"

The ward at the door stepped forward and took the reins from Ling Zhirong's hand. Ling Zhirong smiled slightly, her eyes fell softly on Qi Gui's head, held her shoulders in both hands and picked her up, used her light skills to soar into the air, and then landed steadily on the ground!

"Ah~!"

Qi Gui screamed in fear, mainly because he was lifted up from behind without expectation. This was the first time this felt like this!

The moment he landed, he quickly turned around and threw himself into Ling Zhirong's arms and hugged him!

When the warm and broad embrace and the entire still world existed in her senses for four or five seconds, she suddenly opened her eyes, looked, and raised her eyes to meet Ling Zhirong Fengshen's handsome face.

Looking at this angle, he is really similar to Ling Yu.

Ling Zhirong raised her hand and patted her shoulder: "Sorry, I should have told you just now."

"No, it's okay."

"Let's go!"

He took one of her hands and walked into the gate of the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau!

Red walls, red tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, which are very exquisite architectural style in the water town of Jiangnan. After entering, it is a courtyard as big as a football field. Qigui looked around and saw rows of racks arranged in an orderly manner, like clothes drying. On the big bluestone open space on the left, there were hundreds of them, and the scene was extremely spectacular. On the right, the sun was probably bright and warm in spring. Hundreds of embroidery girls were all wearing light blue clothes and sat together in an orderly manner. There were a row of embroidery racks in front of each hand, and they were doing their work in the sun.

Ling Zhirong took Qi Gui's hand and walked forward, walked around the front yard, came to the back, and pointed to the small doors around: "This is a yarn washing, connecting a huge artificial lake; this is a textile shop, and all the silk yarns are to be sent here to weave into cloth; this is a dyeing workshop, come here."

Qi Gui wrote down the route here one by one, and felt that no matter which of these small doors were, the space after opening them would not be small.

She couldn't help but say, "Your Weaving Bureau has supported many families!"

This has to solve the employment problem of how many people have to solve! It seems that the population here is not dense. Could it be a mobilization of the whole city?

Ling Zhirong smiled faintly: "These are all from each country, trained and selected, and it is not that easy to join my Ling Family Weaving Bureau."

Upon hearing this, the saying Murong Chifan said to her that "Anyone who wants to steal snow silk crafts will go but never return" appeared in Qigui's mind. She couldn't help swallowing!

After entering the dyeing workshop, the shopkeeper of the weaving bureau immediately came over and said hello: "Young Master, you are here. There is a blue one. We have tried it many times. The color is not pure and the ingredients are proportional to the past. Why is it not possible this time?"

Ling Zhirong nodded, took Qi Gui's hand and walked forward.

Qigui looked around and saw that there was a pool as big as a small swimming pool in front of him. Each pool was blazing with hot fog and different colors. There was a wooden beam hanging on each pool, and most of them were working on dyeing cloth. The cloth was covered with wide cloth. The workers on both sides were responsible for speed and size. Putting down a little dyeing, it looked very hard.

As he walked towards the blue pool inside, Qi Gui caught a glimpse of a separate small door next to him, with a huge copper lock on it, and couldn't help but say, "What's there?"

Ling Zhirong paused and looked at her: "There is a snow-colored cloth pond, and only three pieces of cloth are released every month. It was locked just after the month was released."

"What is snow silk?" Qi Gui looked at him in surprise, his clear eyes always staring at his face, as if he was more interested in his face than snow silk.

Ling Zhirong smiled slightly: "That is the royal brocade used in the palace, and it is the foundation for my Ling family to settle down!"

Qigui stuck out his tongue and said with disgust: "What a complicated look!"

The shopkeeper finally discovered that the eldest young master had been holding the woman, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Master, is this?"
Chapter completed!