Is the prince abolished today?

It was evening when he came out of the cabinet after he finished his work. The setting sun hangs in the western sky like a fire, dyeing half of the sky blood red, and even the jade steps of the palace road are covered with bits of broken gold.

Since returning to Beijing, Wei Zhao has long been used to the busyness of entering the palace with the stars and returning with the moon.After saying goodbye to the old servant, he walked down the stairs alone stepping on the broken gold on the floor.

As he was walking, his eyes were suddenly attracted by something on the ground. Wei Zhao picked it up and saw that it was a bundle of colored silk threads, which looked vaguely familiar.

"This is……"

Wei Zhao was puzzled.

Seeing Wei Hou's Yinbai figure standing motionless on the steps, the old servant hurriedly followed him, and explained to him in time: "This must have been accidentally left behind by His Royal Highness. After Wei Hou returned to the cabinet in the morning, the prince hugged the prince again. Luokung sat outside the pavilion for a long time, probably unwilling to give up, and wanted to continue pestering Wei Hou to sew sachets for him after Wei Hou came out. Later, around noon, Wei Hou ordered the meal to be brought directly to the cabinet, and the crown prince left The old slave remembers that multicolored silk thread is used to sew sachets, and there are several bundles in the basket held by the prince, and it seems that a bundle was dropped when he left."

"This little Highness is too. I don't know what's going on in my head, and I don't think about it. Weihou has a lot of things to do every day, and he is a man of seven feet. How can he do the work that only girls in the boudoir do."

"But Lord Hou, don't take it too seriously. Our little prince has always been so out of tune and moody. Everyone can't figure out what he is thinking. Maybe he just used those things to deliberately tease Lord Hou. No."

Wei Zhao was silent, and saw that the old servant had a sachet hanging on his waist, and asked: "Grandpa, is this sachet also a gift from the elders?"

"Where." The old housekeeper smiled from ear to ear: "This is a gift from the old slave in the palace. She works in the imperial dining room. Her clumsy hands made the Marquis laugh at her."

Wei Zhaoguan's smile was clearly from the bottom of his heart, and he looked at the sachet with affectionate eyes, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth, and said, "This Marquis looks very good, grandpa is too modest."

"This old slave thanked Lord Marquis for her praise." After thanking him, the old servant just caught a glimpse of Wei Zhao's empty waist, feeling sorry for the young man for a moment, and said, "If Lord Marquis likes it, why don't I let her give it to him too?" Master sew one. In our Mu Dynasty, everyone should hang a sachet on the Dragon Boat Festival, so as to drive away bad luck."

Wei Zhao smiled and said no, put the bundle of multicolored silk thread into his sleeve, and said goodbye to the old servant.

It was still early, so Wei Zhao walked all the way towards the palace gate.Because of the festival, blessing ribbons, calamus and mugwort leaves were hung everywhere in the palace, and the palace people were much more lively and joyful than usual.

Probably because he was too deeply brainwashed by the word sachet today, whenever a palace official or patrolling guard passed by, Wei Zhao's first reaction was always to look at their waist.Unexpectedly, these palace servants and guards, no matter how high or low they were, all wore various styles of sachets around their waists, which were very eye-catching.Even the chief guard who came forward to salute Wei Zhao was surprised and said, "It's almost the Dragon Boat Festival, why is Marquis Wei not wearing a sachet?"

Wei Zhaojiu was in northern Xinjiang, and he was not sensitive or particular about festivals. Like the Dragon Boat Festival, at most he would eat rice dumplings made by two soldiers himself, and then drink with a few trusted generals.Sometimes when encountering a war, the whole army has to prepare for the battle with all their strength, so they don't even have the heart to go to Rao Shizi Festival.This year is the first year for Wei Zhao to return to the Imperial Capital, and it is also the first time for Wei Zhao to experience the completely different festival atmosphere and customs between the Imperial Capital and Northern Xinjiang.

"Marquis of Dingbei!"

While thoughts were flying, a clear voice suddenly came from ahead, revealing excitement.

Wei Zhao raised his head and saw that it was the second prince Mu Xiao, the third prince Mu Han, the fourth prince, and the fifth prince walking towards him.

Without exception, the four princes were dressed in bright clothes, with high spirits, and without exception, there were sachets for blessings hanging on their waists, especially the sachet on the waist of the second prince was particularly large and eye-catching.

It turned out that the brat didn't make up nonsense to lie to him, and the other princes really had sachets presented by their elders.With Empress Ji present, the First Prince Mu Jue must also be indispensable.Only that little boy is not considered an elder in the true sense.

Thinking of the sparkling eyes of the little brat when he handed the basket to him, Wei Zhao felt a little empty for no reason.But even so, if you ask yourself to sew a sachet, it's lucky that the brat can figure it out.

Wei Zhao and the four of them saluted with smiles: "Princes, do you want...?"

He has too much prestige, even when he smiles, his phoenix eyes are always clear and cold, except for Mu Xiao, the other three are inevitably afraid instinctively, and dare not answer easily.

And even Mu Xiao, who is flamboyant and domineering, was so nervous that he didn't even know where to put his hands when facing his idol God of War.

"I, we have nothing to do. We are going to see the treasures in Zhenbao Pavilion. I heard that the store has added a lot of interesting gadgets. Is Hou Ye interested in going with us?"

While the other three were howling silently, Mu Xiao clutched the corner of his clothes, and extended the invitation without concealing his small expectation.

Wei Zhao shook his head, expressing that he still had military affairs to do, so he said goodbye to the four of them.Looking at the tall and handsome figure of his idol God of War, Mu Xiao sighed melancholy.

When will his idol be able to take one more look at him in the crowd?

Walking to the gate of the palace, the carriage of the Dingbeihou Mansion was already waiting. Wei Zhao took the cloak handed over by Zhou Shen, and planned to board the carriage as usual, but unexpectedly, the carriage door opened from the inside, and an old woman with silver hair unexpectedly sit inside.

"grandmother?"

Wei Zhao was surprised.

Mrs. Wei looked at her lovely grandson, and said with some dissatisfaction: "You are not the only civil and military man in the Manchu Dynasty, why did His Majesty leave all the work to you alone? Look, you have lost weight. Someday, grandma will have Go to His Majesty and have a good chat. No matter how busy you are with military affairs, you can't exhaust my good grandson to death."

Wei Zhao smiled consolingly, and saw Mrs. Wei taking out a pink sachet embroidered with multicolored silk threads from her sleeve as if she was juggling, and put it on her grandson's waist very preciously, saying: "In the past, you In northern Xinjiang, grandma had no chance to sew this for you. This year you finally returned to Beijing, and grandma picked up the needlework that hadn’t been done for many years. You must not think grandma’s sewing is ugly. In this sachet, But the peach blossoms from Baiyun Temple were released, and the old host said that the peach blossoms from Baiyun Temple are the most effective at promoting marriage. You should wear them every day, and try to bring your granddaughter back to grandma as soon as possible.”

Just know, going around and around, the final topic will always fall on which one.

Wei Zhao looked at the delicate pink color, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.Zhou Shen watched from the side, and the corners of his mouth twitched. After so many years, the old lady’s aesthetics have not changed. I still remember that when Hou Ye was young, the old lady was also like this. She always liked to sew some pink clothes for Hou Ye, which made Hou Ye Grandpa is too embarrassed to go out and play with his friends.

"Yes... grandson, thank you grandma."

After all, it was Mrs. Wei's wish, so it's not good for Wei Zhao to show too much disgust.

After getting into the car, Wei Zhao suddenly thought of something, and suddenly asked, "Grandmother, in the Imperial Capital, do you have to wear the sachet given by the elders during the Dragon Boat Festival?"

"correct."

Mrs. Wei looked at her grandson with a smile: "You have been in northern Xinjiang for a long time, and you may not know the customs of the Imperial Capital. The people of the Imperial Capital are very particular about this. Because the elders give the juniors a sachet, and the wife gives a husband a sachet, which represents The most affectionate and sincere blessings to their children, grandchildren and husbands from the bottom of their hearts. The most important thing is that there are mugwort leaves in the sachets that can ward off evil spirits. Only by wearing sachets made by relatives can this year be smooth and disaster-free No disease."

"So, when you have a daughter-in-law in the future, it won't be Grandma's turn to sew sachets for you."

Mrs. Wei is also wearing a sachet today. It is a water-green sachet that has become old in color. It is embroidered with a word of blessing with gold thread. It was sewed by Mrs. Wei for Wei Zhao’s grandfather when he was young. After her grandfather left, Mrs. Wei kept wearing it on her body.This sachet accompanied Mrs. Wei through many difficult years, including the most difficult time when the eldest son and daughter-in-law passed away.Every time she saw this sachet, Mrs. Wei would feel that her husband was always by her side to support her and never left.

Mrs. Wei thought that her grandson suddenly asked herself this because she didn't want to wear a sachet, so she immediately bluffed: "In the imperial capital, if you don't wear a sachet during the Dragon Boat Festival, you may be in bad luck. You are not allowed to take off the sachet .”

Wei Zhao shook his head and said with a light smile, "That's not what my grandson meant."

"The grandson is just thinking, although the grandson has lost his husband since he was young, but fortunately he is taken care of by his grandmother. If a person has no elders who are willing to give him a sachet in the world, how will he celebrate the festival?"

This question stopped Mrs. Wei too, she sighed: "I hope there are fewer people like that, otherwise it would be pitiful."

"However, everyone in this world has their own destiny. Grandma believes that a good person will eventually be rewarded. Even if there is no one who gives him a sachet now, as long as you wait patiently, there will be such a person in the future."

Wei Zhao nodded: "Grandma's words are absolutely true."

What happened to him today, he always thinks about what is there and what is missing, it is not something he should worry about at all.

The carriage rolled all the way, passed through the bustling downtown, turned two alleys, and finally returned to Dingbeihou's Mansion.

Wei Zhao helped Mrs. Wei get out of the car, and just two steps away, he saw the gatekeeper trotting over with a troubled expression on his face, pointing in the direction of the mansion gate and saying, "Master Hou, old lady..."

Madam Wei asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

The soldier said: "Yes... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came over. He insisted that he had something important to ask Lord Hou. His subordinates asked what it was, but His Highness refused to say anything, so he insisted on waiting at the gate of the mansion for Lord Hou to come back... "

"Prince?" Mrs. Wei was taken aback.

Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked in the direction pointed by the soldiers, and saw a young man in snow robes holding a basket in his arms, waiting obediently, beside the stone lions outside the mansion gate, Wufa was only waiting with the same snow Her hair was tied in a ribbon, her face was as beautiful as jade, her long eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes were as bright as stars in the sky.

Seeing the basket, the corners of Wei Zhao's mouth couldn't help twitching again.

This little brat, it's not over yet, is it?

Seeing Wei Zhao get off the carriage, the boy's eyes lit up instantly, and he rushed over with the basket in his arms.

"Weihou Weihou, you are done with military affairs now, can you help Gu embroider incense bags?"

Amidst the lightning-like expressions of everyone in the Dingbeihou Mansion, the young man threw the basket in front of Wei Zhao, saying excitedly and looking forward to it.

"that……"

Zhou Shen simply suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, and said in disbelief, "What did your highness just say?"

The young man said confidently, "Let Marquis Wei give Gu an embroidered sachet."

"Your Highness, Your Highness came to see our Lord Hou just for this very important matter?"

"correct."

The young man nodded his head heavily, and turned his expectant eyes to Wei Zhao again.

Wei Zhao: "..."

Wei Zhao felt that it was necessary for him to explain clearly to this brat.

But before she could speak, the old lady Wei suddenly said excitedly: "Oh, I remembered, you are Xiaoyun!"