Ye Jinyan pointed to some clothes on the shelf.

"Uncle, that is beautiful, buy it and give it to my mother."

Fourteen looked up and felt that the workmanship was meticulous and the materials used were expensive.

Barely worthy of his sister.

Since his nephew spoke, he naturally nodded in agreement.

So Fourteen called the store clerk: "Are those clothes custom-made? If not, wrap them up for me."

The clerk smiled and said, "My lord has a good eye, but these are not clothes from the store."

Ye Jinyan tilted his head curiously: "Why don't you place it in the store?"

The clerk explained: "This is an embroidered silk dress that Mr. Meng brought from the south of the Yangtze River, and it is specially given to the master."

Gu Zibei raised his eyebrows: "Master Meng?"

"It's Lord Meng Changqing, the prince should have heard about it."

He had indeed heard the name.

An official in charge of weaving in the south of the Yangtze River, young and promising.

Although he came from a poor family, he is self-restraining and polite, and is very motivated, and has been praised by his elder brother Gu Zixiao.

Ye Jinyan blinked her dark eyes: "But, you still didn't say why the ones given to Aunt Tingtong should be placed outside."

The clerk laughed and said, "Your Highness, it's because Mr. Meng just came back from Jiangnan."

"These clothes are a gift from him to his master, because the embroidered silk cannot be kept stuffy in the box, and the color will become dull."

"So hang it in a ventilated place, let it dry for a while, and then put it away in a while."

"However, Your Highness has a good eye. We had several guests in the morning, and when we walked to the backyard, we saw these clothes at a glance."

Gu Zibei pursed his lips slightly.

Meng Changqing should have no conflict of interest with Ting Tong, why did he give her so many clothes?

At this moment, the door of the waiting room opened, and Tingtong and Meng Changqing came out together.

"Thank you, Mr. Meng, for your kindness, but I can't accept these clothes. Tingtong is already very grateful that Mr. Meng can bring me Jiangnan's embroidery samples."

The man in the long gown beside her looks gentle and delicate.

He smiled slowly: "Miss Ruan, why bother to be polite to me, it's just a matter of lifting a finger."

"What's more, you have a pair of embroidering hands, and everyone in the capital praises it. With such skills, I certainly hope that you can learn more patterns and patterns, and when you embroider them, you will amaze the world."

"As for those clothes, I brought them to my sister-in-law. Thinking that Miss Ruan is also a woman, I should also like them."

"Miss Ruan, please don't refuse, just accept it. You don't have to worry about our meeting this time, because the matchmaker made peace. In fact, I am in charge of the weaving workshop. I should have come to meet the number one embroiderer in the capital long ago."

Gu Zibei, who was not far away, heard it and stared slightly.

The matchmaker says matchmaker?

Ye Jinyan stood beside him and tugged at his sleeve.

The little guy stood on tiptoe and said strangely, "Uncle, I understand."

"The matchmaker wanted to match Aunt Ting Tong with this Uncle Meng, so when Uncle Meng was talking about business, he bought her clothes as a gift."

"Uncle, am I right?"

Gu Zibei hummed, and looked in the direction of Ting Tong.

Ye Jinyan tilted his head: "Then why do they speak so politely?"

"I hate complicated adults!" The little guy crossed his arms and snorted disdainfully.

While they were talking, Tingtong had already rejected Meng Changqing's kindness.

The two of them also walked near Gu Zibei.

"My lord?" Ting Tong was the first to see Gu Zibei, asking for a salute.

Meng Changqing beside her also quickly bowed.