Lu Wujiu sat on the stool and looked down at the things on the table: silk thread, copper wire, cardboard, and a few things with yellow tips that looked like yellow pistils. There was also fish float glue in a small bowl on the table.
He recalled Su Jiaoniang's actions and began to work. His hands were large and well-shaped, but the moment he held the silk thread and copper wire, the paper and copper wire appeared small and delicate.
The thread in my hand slowly winds around, and a petal is made; I continue in this way...
Time passed in a flurry of activity and anticipation.
Lu Wujiu handed the hairpin he had made to Su Jiaoniang: "Here, this is for you!"
Everything was fine. The lines on the cardboard were arranged horizontally and vertically, without crowding or piling up. The threads were very well-behaved in his hands, and they didn't split either!
"You're quite impressive!" Su Jiaoniang took the silk hairpin and stuck it into her hair bun. She looked at herself in a bronze mirror and thought she looked quite good. She was already stunningly beautiful, and her eyes and brows exuded more confidence than people of this era. Looking in the mirror, a glint flashed in her eyes.
The red hairpin adorned her hairstyle, making her skin appear even whiter and rosier, giving her a radiant complexion without overshadowing her hair.
Seeing Su Jiaoniang put the hairpin he had made himself into her hair, Lu Wujiu's eyes were deep and unfathomable. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly.
He stared at Su Jiaoniang, his gaze never leaving her.
Changsheng, who was tired from studying in the study and was about to come out to rest, saw Lu Wujiu staring at Su Jiaoniang.
Hehe~
The child laughed.
Is my godmother about to become my aunt?
If I can really return to the State of Qi in the future, I won't have to worry about not having good meat.
He walked up to Gu Xizhou and said, "Uncle, you'd better hurry up and make your move. Such a wonderful woman. To be honest, if I weren't too young and my godmother wasn't waiting for me, I would definitely confess my feelings to her in every way possible."
“…Go back and rewrite yesterday’s report.” Lu Wujiu frowned, lowered his head, and looked at Changsheng, whose face was full of excitement, and spoke indifferently.
Changsheng's face darkened; he was stunned! What was going on? He had just rested and now he had to go back to work? Was being an emperor really that hard? Couldn't he just quit?
"Hmm?" Seeing that Changsheng was not moving and was pretending to be stupid, Lu Wujiu lowered his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.
A threatening gaze fell upon him, and Changsheng immediately covered his buttocks and walked towards the study.
He had never been spanked before, but... even when Futu was five years old, he was beaten black and blue. He was almost seven years old, so he was afraid he would be beaten until his whole body was swollen.
He turned back to his study, picked up a calligraphy brush, and hovered it over the rice paper, but couldn't bring it down.
This is too difficult!
This memorial has already been submitted to the cabinet for those old men to see; I doubt they can resolve it.
Being a child is really tough!
Being an emperor is hard work too.
However, every time he said he didn't want to be emperor, he faced an extremely dangerous situation and had to continue being emperor.
...
Su Jiaoniang carefully placed the silk-wrapped hairpin in her hand into the box, and also put away the tools for making the silk-wrapped hairpin.
This time, she picked up the tools for making melting. The most important thing for a person is to know their own limitations and not force themselves to do things they can't do. She glanced at Gu Xizhou in the courtyard, wanting the man to continue being her hired gun.
However, at this moment, it seems to be somewhat difficult.
How can I get a man to help me?
Su Jiaoniang sat lazily at the stone table, continuing to make velvet flower ornaments. Sure enough, every profession requires talent. Xiao Futu was a kitchen disaster; she was not good at making hairpins or similar items at all.
The velvet flowers I made were also a bit ugly.
Su Jiaoniang is tired!
She turned to look at Lu Wujiu, her eyes filled with a slight pleading.
In her past life, she had heard someone say that no matter a man's status, he always liked to see a woman's longing gaze.
She longed for it!
Lu Wujiu's slightly cold eyes flashed with doubt. What was this woman with watery eyes doing? Her eyes were moist, her eyes were slightly pink, and her brows were tightly furrowed. This appearance seemed to show both ruthlessness and affection.
He had seen many people like this at the Regent's Palace.
Women who try to get into his bed will end up like this when he throws them off!
Did she seduce him without knowing he was him?
Lu Wujiu felt slightly conflicted.
After a while, he said, "Calm down."
After saying that, he walked towards the study.
Su Jiaoniang was full of questions. Something seemed off about the man in front of her. Was she not pretty? Wasn't she pitiful? Why wouldn't he help her make velvet flowers?
Looking down at the shoddy construction project in his hands, he sighed softly.
Don't worry, she can teach Su Tong how to do the flower wrapping first, and then teach him how to do the velvet flower later. Of course, she can only teach him some basic techniques. As for other details, such as how to arrange the silk threads more evenly and beautifully, she won't teach him those.
Looking at the time, it was time for the Buddhist monks to finish their lessons.
Su Jiaoniang decided to be a loving mother today and go pick up her son from school.
As soon as I stepped out of my house, I saw Mr. Wu standing outside.
The man surnamed Wu, named Zhu Youwei, farmed in the village. He was rather thin, and when he rolled up his sleeves, the bones and veins on his thin arms were clearly visible.
He stared at Su Jiaoniang and said, "Go and put Wu down."
"I'm not going~" Su Jiaoniang rolled her eyes. Since she had chosen to hang the person on the tree, she was prepared to be at odds with the Wu family.
She could take on ten men like Yang Fugui, who was as stupid as a pig, and she could take down Zhu Youwei, who was as skinny as a stick, with a single finger.
"You..." Wu was a big mouth, but Zhu Youwei was a man of few words. He stared anxiously at Su Jiaoniang, wanting to pull her to the village entrance, but just as his outstretched hand was about to touch her, he suddenly pulled it back.
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