Chapter 60 Five-Colored Threads, Circling Your Heart
When Ji Qingwu came back from the princess's residence and entered the main house of Anju Garden, he saw Qiao tying a colorful silk thread around Jiujiu's wrist.
She remembered that the Dragon Boat Festival was coming soon and that people in Lin'an had the custom of wearing five-colored threads.
After tying the knot, Qiao said, "Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. Wearing this can ward off evil spirits and keep the five poisonous creatures away."
Jiujiu shook her chubby hands, looking very pleased, and said sweetly, "Thank you, grandma who loves Jiujiu the most."
Mrs. Qiao hugged her and said, "Put it on. Follow Madam Li to the school."
Jiujiu turned around and saw Ji Qingwu, so she ran over and grabbed her skirt, saying coquettishly, "Mother, please send me there. Mother hasn't sent me there for a long time."
Ji Qingwu smiled and said, "When Jiujiu gets out of school, can I pick you up?"
The little girl thought about it and realized that getting home from school was the happiest time of the day, and she could also see her mother, which made her extremely happy.
The mother and daughter made a pinky promise, and Ji Qingwu repeatedly assured her that he would pick her up. Only then did Jiujiu leave, looking back every few steps.
When the child and Nanny Li disappeared, Ji Qingwu also stretched out her wrist, pursed her lips, and said in a dissatisfied voice: "Mother, where is mine?"
You are so grown up, but you still act like a child.
Mrs. Qiao patted her fingers gently and smiled lovingly, "My dear, I can still leave you behind."
Then, he took out a box from behind, which contained several five-colored threads and several balls of colored silk threads.
Ji Qingwu picked one up, took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and said, "Mom, please teach me how to braid this."
The five-colored thread is also called the longevity thread.
She wanted to weave one herself and give it to the little one in the palace to protect him from harm and safety.
She spent the entire afternoon in Qiao's room, learning how to weave five-colored threads.
There are many ways to weave it. The simplest one is to tie the strands into a rope. It can also be decorated with gold ornaments or folded into shapes such as human figures, the sun, moon, stars, birds and animals.
She took out five colored threads, blue, yellow, white, red and black, and unraveled and woven them again, repeating this process several times before she finished weaving one thread. She almost missed the time to pick up Jiujiu.
At the door of the study.
Several children were walking out, talking and laughing, but there was no sign of the little girl. Normally, she would have been the first one to rush out the door.
Ji Qingwu went up to ask them, and they said with a smile that Jiujiu had drawn a whole page of little ducks in calligraphy class, and after being discovered by the teacher, he was being kept after class to copy as punishment.
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Ji Qingwu asked again: "Where is Little Prince Yuan Heng? Do you know?"
Before the child in front of him could answer, a pretended indifferent voice came from behind him.
"What do you want from me, His Highness?"
Ji Qingwu turned around and saw the delicate and graceful little fellow. Compared with the last time he saw him, he was taller and his facial features were more like his father.
He is growing up well.
She smiled, her eyes curved as she said, "Jiujiu is studying in the upper study room. I heard that the young prince often helps her review her books and practice calligraphy. I want to express my gratitude."
Yuan Heng raised his chin, looking proud but not caring, and said, "It's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."
Ji Qingwu squatted down, took out something from the green purse embroidered with pink lotus that she carried with her, held it in the palm of her hand, and handed it to him.
"How about this as a thank you gift?"
Yuan Heng lowered his eyes and looked at her hand, which was a five-colored thread.
Exceptionally simple and plain.
Unlike the palace which liked to use gold thread and wear gold ornaments and jewelry, this one is very unique. It is not an ordinary knot, but looks like a small triangular rice dumpling surrounded by a circle.
The eunuch who served Yuan Heng stepped forward and said, "Miss Ji, the young prince doesn't like to wear these ornaments. Today, the Ministry of Internal Affairs specially sent a complete set, but the young prince didn't even look at it."
Although she put a lot of effort into compiling this thing, she couldn't force her children to use her own preferences.
Ji Qingwu suddenly realized: "If you don't like it, then don't..."
"Stop talking!"
Yuan Heng frowned and scolded sternly.
Ji Qingwu swallowed the rest of his words. The little guy was quite fierce, very much like his father. One could foresee how majestic he would be when he grew up.
Yuan Heng quickly took the five-colored thread from her hand, his black eyes shining.
"I'm not talking about you, Xiao Shunzi, you are ignorant." Then, his eyes looked towards the open space beside him.
Ji Qingwu's eyes also brightened, and he said softly, "I'll put it on Your Highness, okay?"
She squatted down, took his little hand, and adjusted the five-colored thread to the appropriate length.
Yuan Heng kept looking at her face with a focused gaze. The corners of his mouth curled up, but were then pressed down by him.
After several repetitions, the corners of the mouth seemed to have their own will, and the curve became bigger and bigger.
I couldn't suppress my joy in my heart.
After Ji Qingwu tied it up, he raised his head and looked at him level. Yuan Heng quickly pursed his lips into a straight line.
After all, he was just a child, and he wasn’t good enough at hiding his emotions, so she couldn’t help but poke his little face.
Feeling the touch on his face, Yuan Heng opened his eyes wide and said, "You are being presumptuous again."
Not only did she poke his face, she also scratched his chin and said, "Your Highness is happy in your heart, so just laugh. Why do you have to suppress it?"
Yuan Heng's little mouth is full of profound truths.
"My father once said that those who are emperors and rulers receive their mandates from heaven. Heaven is ruthless and one cannot have obvious likes or dislikes."
The King of Chu loved thin waists, and many people in the palace starved to death. Ji Qingwu nodded in understanding.
If people could find out the emperor's likes and dislikes, it would be fine if they tried to curry favor with him, but it would be very dangerous if someone with ulterior motives plotted to murder them.
The Qinzheng Hall is just a few dozen meters away.
Lu Juan stood in the hall and said, "Your Majesty, twenty-six officials have been dismissed in succession for the disaster relief corruption case. Do you want to investigate further?"
He thought of the list he had traced out in recent days.
After hesitating for a while, he said, "Many noble families in Lin'an City are also involved."
Emperor Wu Su held a secret report in his hand and said indifferently, "The roots of the family have long been rotten. This case will be closed first."
Lu Juan lowered his head even more, knowing that the emperor would not let these people off easily. He had to root out the problem at its roots, but he didn't know when he would settle the accounts.
Emperor Wu Su waved the memorial and threw it on the desk.
"Please take a seat and serve tea."
Li Yuzong led several palace servants in to serve, and the red door opened wide.
Lu Juan drank a cup of tea and found that Emperor Wu Su's eyes fell on his cuffs.
In addition to being emperor and subject, the two were also cousins, and Lu Juan had a close relationship with the emperor since childhood.
At this time, he was not so restrained when not discussing political affairs.
Lu Juan took a look and said with a proud smile: "Your Majesty, this is the five-colored thread woven by my wife. It is said to represent good luck from the five directions and can keep me safe."
When he thought of Ji Qingrong's gentle expression when she was weaving silk threads, his smile became even wider.
He asked with a bit of boasting: "Didn't the emperor receive it?"
Li Yuzong stood aside and continued with a smile, "The prince and his wife are so loving. This morning, the ladies and young ladies in the harem sent over a dozen five-colored threads. The one sent by Concubine Wei even had a golden dragon pendant on it. I couldn't take my eyes off it when I saw it."
Lu Juan looked at the emperor's body and wrists, but did not see any five-colored threads.
Emperor Wu Su's gaze was directed into the distance.
"Go and call Yuan Heng over."
Li Yuzong looked outside and saw two figures, one big and one small. He cried out in his heart and quickly followed the order and went out.
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