I played as an assistant in ancient times

The investigation got out of control and Shen Changsui stayed in the mountains with them for seven days.

At home in Jiuli Village, thanks to the full commitment of my grandfather and uncle, and their continuous help, their dyeing techniques have become more and more proficient. At this time, they have repeatedly dyed, bleached, pounded, bleached, and dried all the cloth and small pieces to be dyed.

Including two pieces of fine cloth newly woven by Erniu's mother and sister-in-law, and the coarse cloth sent from Shangtian Village.

In order to facilitate getting water when dyeing blue cloth in the next few days, all the male members of the family except my fourth uncle built a straw shed by the river, set up pots and clotheslines, dyed the cloth with indigo mud in a large vat during the day, and guarded the riverside at night, fumigating mugwort to protect the cloth.

Shen Xiaoye was amazed at the support of her family. What does it mean to dye fifty pieces of cloth a day? Not to mention the tiredness, everyone's hands and arms would be stained with colors that could not be washed off in the busy work.

But thinking about the money they would soon get, they were tired but happy, and many women in the village were happier than Shen Xiaoye.

They would rinse the cloth and beat it by the river, and earn fifteen copper coins and a stack of side dishes for ten pieces in a day or two. Those who were more skillful would follow the mother-in-law Lin and her daughter-in-law to sew scraps of cloth, and by making a few flower patterns they could earn a penny and a silk flower.

Silk! It's decorated with gauze! It's beautiful to have this good thing every day.

Today, Lin looked at the three ox carts, donkey carts, and mule carts heading to the county town to deliver cloth, and could not help but remind them: "When you come back from Xinzhuang, if it is dark, stay in the county town and try not to travel at night.

There are two little ones, you have to take care of them for me."

"Don't worry, I'm their grandpa, and I'm sure I'll worry about them no less than you do.

Don't get tired at home, don't make flowers yourself, and wait for us to come back if anyone sends you cloth for dyeing." A few days ago, old man Shen Shanyou got a customized new cart from the middleman in Tangjiaji, but asked the middleman to spread the news. Now many people know about the dyeing of cloth.

Just yesterday afternoon, someone sent me some cut fabric and wanted to print flowers on it.

Lin nodded slightly, and together with her eldest daughter-in-law, she watched them leave the village.

Shen Xiaoye sat in the car with the least cloth and waved to the two of them: "Xin Village is not far away, and the people that Uncle Xin contacted are also easy to find. Grandma, my aunt prepared shallot and tofu for me for dinner today. I really want to eat it."

"Child, you take good care of the cloth and watch over the kitten." Don't let its claws get caught on the flowered cloth. Lin would never say this. After a few days of getting along with it, she found that the little black cat was very human-like and had a good memory.

For example, that day Cui was unhappy that her daughter-in-law Liao was sewing cloth at home. She kicked the little creature playing at the door when she came in. The little creature suddenly jumped under her skirt and started spinning around when she left, scaring Cui so much that she jumped and screamed.

Shen Xiaoye also thought of this, grabbed the little black cat and waved to the two of them.

Qian Jin, who was driving her car, turned his head and looked at her: "Xiao Ye, you want to take the cat with you when you go out?"

"Let it learn the way." Shen Xiaoye was helpless with the little guy, and was worried that it would secretly bring the mother leopard home to visit its cubs like it did the night before, so she had to keep it with her.

She changed the subject and said, "The last time I saw the village head, he told you not to go to him again. Brother Qian Jin, are you going to go today?"

It’s not that I don’t visit the old man, but every time I pass by the gate, I have to pay my respects to him, and I can only take a glimpse of him from a distance outside the gate.

"The day before yesterday I saw grandpa playing chess with the county magistrate's old servant, they were all fine." Qian Jin said helplessly, "This time I went to the county to pick up my fifth aunt. It was useless to look for her old friend in the state capital, as she herself got sick from anger and spent all the money she had.

Even Xiaoguang, who was accompanying her, had to do odd jobs for three days to earn enough money for the boat fare to send her to Jirentang for treatment.

Yesterday at midnight, Xiaoguang came home in the dark and made a lot of noise for more than a quarter of an hour. "

"Are relatives old friends again?" Shen Xiaoye was very impressed with the old lady's plan to save her son, but he did not quite agree with her hasty departure from the county town and rushing to the state capital.

The case will be handled personally by County Magistrate Tan, unless he can find a provincial prosecutor to pressure him, or directly submit the petition to the Circuit Inspectorate.

From the sound of the old lady being angry, we could tell that the person she had found not only failed to help, but also probably took away a lot of her money.

Shen Xiaoye just asked casually, but Qian Jin told her about his fifth aunt's cousin's cousin, who was a close friend. He said that they used to send each other holiday gifts, and then he talked about Tangjiaji.

She never knew Qian Jin was so eloquent. After delivering the cloth to his Uncle Cui, Shen Xiaoye immediately asked to exchange cars with her cousin. She wanted to sit in her uncle's car.

The door-to-door delivery of goods made the cloth dyeing families very happy, not to mention the warm hospitality of the Erniu family in Wuli Village.

They soon entered the county town, and after settling the transaction with Yueji Cloth Shop on North-South Street, my grandfather and his friends went to help Qian Jin pick up his fifth aunt.

So Shen Xiaoye and her cousin waited on the street with the money and the car. This was the biggest sum of money they had earned recently, so they had to hold on to it.

Yue Jinxuan, who received the cloth, said to the two of them, "Come into the shop and wait for us to talk."

The two shook their heads in unison, causing him to laugh: "Do you two know what I'm going to say?"

"Ask my fourth uncle, he's busy and has no time to come.

When he's done, you can tell him anything you want at any time." Shen Xiaoye knew that Yue's family had a wide network of contacts, and he must have heard about his uncle being brought to the second court from the government office.

The second court of the county government has a higher degree of confidentiality in hearing cases than the main court, so there should not have been many people who saw my uncle being escorted onto the carriage, but it was inevitable that someone would let out a word or two.

Yue Jinxuan paused. He couldn't tell his father that when he was drinking with the Dianshi of the yamen, he heard someone talk about his brother Changsui being framed for no reason, and he had the opportunity to go to Jiuli Village today to check on his classmates.

He said that he was not the kind of opportunist, and was kicked twice by his father. However, it happened that his brother Changsui's family came to deliver cloth but he himself did not come. Yue Jinxuan could not help but ask his classmate why he did not come.

Just as he was thinking about what to say, he saw the two little ones in front of him waving their hands vigorously, "Fourth Uncle, Fourth Uncle!"

Shen Changsui and Taoist Master Hengxi rode their horses along a carriage, turning from East Street into North-South Street. There were four strong men guarding the carriage.

He turned his head to the car window and said something, then rode his horse forward and jumped off swiftly.

Yue Jinxuan didn't pay attention to what he and Shen Xiaoye were talking about. He only noticed his classmate's riding skills and the official boots of the four people behind the carriage.

Looking more closely at the man driving the chariot, isn't he the charioteer of his own teacher, Shi Cun?

When Yue Jinxuan hurriedly came forward to pay his respects to the gentleman, Shen Changsui frowned and asked, "Did you not wear leather gloves when you dyed the cloth?"

Shen Xiaoye and Shen Cungeng looked at the colorful things on their hands, then raised their heads and said, "Nothing is faster than working with bare hands."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, two pairs of green claws." Taoist Priest Hengxi urged his horse to come over. He pulled the reins, bent over and glanced at the saddlebag held by Shen Xiaoye and said, "I have a special prescription here that can quickly wash away the dye on your hands."

Shen Cungeng: "How fast?"

Shen Xiaoye: "How expensive is it?"