"This time, although it's a visit to relatives, the most important thing is that the old master has passed away. Although two months have passed since the old master's funeral, Wei Shi still eats vegetarian food and wears mourning clothes, showing her filial piety and kind heart. If you wear those fancy clothes, she might not like them. So it's better to wear something simple and plain, which is also a more elegant style."

  "Why didn't you say so earlier, Miss? You've had us servants wear out our tongues for nothing." Bai He pouted.

  Qiu San Niang burst out laughing and said with a chuckle, teasing the young maids.

  The purple ink looks in the eyes, is exactly like fire's open and optimistic personality, making this young lady love and hate clearly, from business to friendship, all first-class. However, when it comes to fighting for power within the family, she almost loses her composure.

  "Mozzie, you've been gone for quite a while! I almost had Xiaoyi look for you!" With a flick of her eyes, the playful expression was replaced by a serious one as she asked about the matter at hand.

  Mò zǐ jiāng tián dà de huà huí le yī biàn.

  English Translation:

  Mozi repeated Tian Da's words.

  " Ci Nian An?" Zhuang San Niang raised an eyebrow, but didn't put too much thought into it. "I suppose that lady loves to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures, and has dealings with nuns. However, knowing this also has its benefits. Bai He, go find the Heart Sutra painting I bought from Suzhou and Yangzhou, as a gift to show respect to our elders."

  Bai He didn't move, "My good girl, it's our first meeting, only elders give gifts to their juniors when they meet for the first time, who has ever heard of a junior giving gifts to an elder?"

  Qiu San Niang thought for a moment and smiled, "Look at me, I thought I was still outside."

  "Today can't be delivered, there will always be opportunities to deliver later." Mozi thought that was a suitable gift, neither luxurious nor able to express his true feelings.

  "That's right." Zhuo San Niang stood up, "Let's go, don't wait any longer, no one is coming to inform us."

  "Miss, I have one more thing to report." Mozi briefly told her about what had happened in the Goose Tower.

  Qiu Sanniang furrowed her brow, "A group of annoying men, what's the point of comparing you to a song girl for no reason? Fortunately, you won. When I get back, you have to tell that story again."

  Mozi said so, along with Baihe, Lüju, and Xiao Yi, followed by Qiang San Niang to the outer corridor.

  The sun sets in the west, and the clouds at the edge of the sky are on fire.

  "There's no need for you to go with them, Baihe and the other two will be enough." Qiu San Niang left Mozi behind as usual.

  "Indigo, I left some snacks in the small kitchen. If you don't want to cook, just eat something first to fill your stomach. When I get back, we'll have a meal together." Bai He was the kindest.

  It's said to be a grand feast, but there's no share for the maids. Generally, they just eat some dry snacks first and can only get their meal after the banquet is over from the main kitchen. And San Niang allows them to cook something in the small kitchen, she's quite a good mistress.

  "What's so pitiful about that?" Jiang Sanniang turned her beautiful eyes and said, "After the banquet is opened, you can take turns coming back to eat."

  "My good girl, you should let Baihe sister come back first. This way, we can all have ready-made food." Qiu San Niang urged Lu Ju.

  "Mozi, since you're staying at home, why don't you cook instead?" said Qiu Sanniang with a deliberate tone.

  "She's all talk and no action." Bai He pointed at Mozi's head with his chopsticks, "Can eat but can't cook."

  "This is called good fortune." Mozi lightly pursed her lips, "Hurry up, don't let others snatch the girl's head away."

  Laughter filled the air as three people escorted Qiu San Niang out of the courtyard.

  The purple door was locked, and she went to the kitchen to fetch a plate of pastries, then entered the west wing corner room.

  This house was originally used to store useless miscellaneous items, but now it has been taken over by Mozi and Qiang San Niang as a carpentry workshop. A large wooden table is divided into two sides. One side is for paper, the other side is for wood materials. Various tools are placed in every corner, commonly seen are saws, planes, files, etc. However, her most frequently used tool is a palm-sized knife blade. The butterfly-like wing of Xiaohua was carved out by this knife blade, as thin as paper.

  When she first brought it back from the blacksmith's shop, she thought she had accidentally picked up a divine artifact. But after having Xiao Yi appraise it, it turned out to be just a relatively sharp little knife. However, when it came to acknowledging that her left hand had the skills of a divine craftsman, she wasn't so confident.

  One hand propped up her chin, the other picked up a piece of cake, and Mei Zi tilted her head to look at the drawings she had done in recent days. Except for one sheet at the bottom, all the others were ornaments and toys.

  She is an engineer, not a mechanic. She knows how to compartmentalize, how to calculate draft, and how to reduce water resistance, especially the design of various parts of warships, can be said to be handy. But in this era, there are no engines, no electricity, no fuel, no steel, and all hardware devices do not exist yet.

  She made only one improvement in the past six months, probably just a pencil. And it can't be called an invention, it can only be called an improvement. Because as early as the Western Han Dynasty, there was something similar to a pencil. She simply mixed graphite powder and stone powder together, solidified them into thin strips, embedded them in semi-circular wooden tubes made in advance, and then combined two semi-circular wooden tubes to form a pencil-like shape. Although she followed the wisdom of the ancients, her improved pen was more delicate, durable and beautiful in appearance.

  Purple ink, belongs to the kind of person who doesn't use it themselves and won't bother thinking about it. Because, compared to soft brush heads, drawing with a pencil is more convenient, that's why I thought of lead pencils.

  After eating five or six rice cakes, she took out the bottom drawing and looked at it over and over again, making changes here and there. She was completely unaware of how fast time had passed, and now the moon was high in the sky.

  She was muttering to herself about redoing it in her spare time when she suddenly heard the courtyard gate being slammed loudly.

  He rushed out of the house in a flurry, only to find that the courtyard was bathed in cold moonlight, with a faint chill spreading across the dark stone floor.

  Shoot, forgot to turn on the lights.

  If Qiu San Niang returns from the banquet, she will have a lot to say. Don't look at Qiu San Niang as being nice to the maids and sisters, offending her taboos is still a big deal for the young lady with a thousand gold coins. Her temper is particularly bad. For example, when she wakes up from her afternoon nap, she wants to drink hot tea, and at night, she likes the courtyard to be brightly lit.

  At this point, Mozi saw it very clearly.

  "Open the door, open it quickly." It's Bai He.

  Mozhu hesitated whether to light the lamp or not, stopped in the courtyard and asked, "Has the front dispersed?"

  "No." Bai He's voice had a clear tension in it.

  Mozi heard that Qiu San Niang hadn't returned yet, so she wasn't worried about the lamp. She went forward and opened the door to see Bai He holding a bright yellow crystal lantern. It seemed like she had run hastily, the lantern swaying wildly, and Bai He was breathing rapidly.

  I thought Bai He would rush back to cook dinner, but Mo Zi smiled and said, "I've eaten all the dim sum, I'm full. You don't need to come back and cook."

  "Ah..." Bai He put one hand on his waist, lowered his head to adjust his still urgent breathing, then suddenly lifted his head, his eyes bulging wide. "Mo Zi, we're in trouble."

  Mei Zi's heart skipped a beat, her smile faded, but her expression didn't change. "What, has our young lady already agreed to marry someone?"

  "It's not that something is wrong with the girl, it's that there's something wrong with you." Bai He patted his chest this time, "The lady has passed you over."

  Is it Mrs. Ta? Mei Zi immediately thought of Ai Liu's sarcastic face.

  "Why tell me?" Mozi didn't hesitate, stepped across the threshold and closed the door with both hands.

  The banquet was over, and the lady called for the actor to perform again. She said that there were too many young maids, so she chased all of us attendants downstairs, leaving only her personal maid. About an hour later, Ai Xiang suddenly came down and called me up. The lady instructed me to call you over, but didn't say what it was about. I sneaked a glance at Miss's face, which didn't look good. Although the lady had a smile on her face, my heart was racing with anxiety. What did she want you for? The struggle between Zhang Shi and Qiu San Niang had reached the point where even someone as kind-hearted as Bai He felt like everyone was against him.

  "Let's go." Although it was spread that she was the one, Mozi had already calmed down. "Perhaps Madam will see how well I've taken care of the young lady and reward me instead."

  Bai He stared at her, and then fell silent.