Mu Yunhan muttered: "It seems that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. What do you plan to give to Your Majesty?"
Many customs and habits of Qi and Zhao are similar, but there are also some slight differences.
For example, during this Mid-Autumn Festival, the Zhao State wants to reunite the whole family, but the Qi State has family members, and lovers will give each other gifts.
Marquis Dongyang was reminded of something he was worried about, and his eyes became a little wandering: "I don't know either, your Majesty has rewarded me with all my things, and His Majesty also doesn't care about gold, silver, pearls and jade..."
His eyes fell on the sachet in Mu Yunhan's hand and he shouted: "I know! His Majesty loved embroidery the most in his early years. He always said that I was too temperamental and not calm enough. Maybe I can learn to be one.
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Mu Yunhan smiled: "That's just right. Aunt Mingjing is here to teach. I just want her to help you trace the patterns and focus on teaching you."
Since then, Aunt Jing had another apprentice. Dongyang Hou was smart and attentive, and he actually learned decently after studying for a few days.
This incident soon became known to other people in the palace, and a wave of female enthusiasm suddenly arose in the palace.
Some embroidered handkerchiefs for Emperor Qi, some made clothes, some made shoes, some made fan covers, and some even made purses and sachets.
Dongyang Hou was so depressed that his teeth were broken and he only scolded the shameless little bitch for following his example.
Mu Yunhan chuckled: "His Majesty will wear things not made by anyone. When that day comes, it will be great for His Majesty to wear something made by someone else."
Dongyang Hou rolled his eyes a few times and smiled: "Then I will give it to His Majesty in advance and beg him to wear what I made. You have to help me."
Mu Yunhan and Xiaomi said in unison: "That's natural."
Two days later, Aunt Jing came to teach and received gifts from Mu Yunhan and Xiaomi
Two weird little pumpkins, no bigger than a baby's fist, with edges and corners and colorful colors.
The top of the pumpkin is tied with silk thread, so it can be hung on the bedside by the window. The bottom is tied with silk thread, which is very beautiful.
Aunt Jing couldn't put it down: "Where did you get it?"
Mu Yunhan smiled: "I got it from outside the palace. It's not valuable. I just wanted it to be novel. My aunt took it and hung it by the window, just in time for the occasion."
Xiaomi joked: "Maybe we can embroider an autumn harvest picture based on it."
Aunt Jing took it seriously and happily carried the pumpkin away.
Mu Yunhan and Xiaomi packed their things and waited quietly.
This kind of small pumpkin was a specialty she made when she opened a vegetable shop in Liuxian. It was only available in her shop. They were sold very expensively and were very popular with the women and children of wealthy families.
Occasionally, Mrs. Mu Er would sit down and do some knitting when she had free time. She would string the pumpkins into a bunch, which would look good hanging above the shop.
Now that I have seen this thing, I will try to meet her no matter what.
However, over the past ten days or so, there has been no movement at the Jinxiu Pavilion.
Mu Yunhan suspected that this thing was not allowed to be seen by Mrs. Mu Er, so he asked insinuatingly. Aunt Jing smiled and said, "I hung it by the window. Everyone said it looked good, and our owner also agreed."
There is no choice but to wait.
In a blink of an eye, it’s the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Dongyang Hou took out a pair of prepared sachets and asked Mu Yunhan and Xiaomi to check them for the last time: "See if there is anything wrong. If not, send them over."
The designs of this pair of sachets are very ordinary, they are ordinary blessings, wealth, longevity and happiness. However, even the emperor only pursues these few things.
Mu Yunhan confirmed that the spice soaked in the blood of her fingertips was still in it and could not smell anything strange, so he said: "Okay."