wear it lord god

Chapter 1294 Willing to Be an Ugly Girl 21
After returning, all the clothes had been removed.

Let's have lunch first, Xi Ning happily eats with chopsticks.Eat meat every day, eat well and sleep well, this is life.

The smell of meat caused the servants around to twitch their noses, Xia Shu finally couldn't help muttering: "I also want to eat meat for dinner."

This was heard by A Ling who was hiding outside, it was really delicious, and the lady eats meat, it is best not to see it while hiding.

When A Ling heard this, she immediately became angry, and lowered her voice: "Are you dying?" People who eat meat are all vulgar and inferior people, so of course I dare not say this.

Xia Shu pursed her mouth: "Miss can eat meat, why can't I? I just want to eat meat, meat is delicious."

"Yeah!" Cai Yue nodded sharply, and the saliva in his mouth was about to come down.

A Ling can only stare at her eyes, whoever says that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, the lady will eat a lot of meat inside.

After eating, he wiped his mouth and called for someone to come in and clean up.Ask A Ling to prepare pen and ink.

As soon as A Ling heard this, she hurriedly asked someone to get the desk.Sitting on his knees beside him, he smiled and said, "Miss, are you going to start a meditation practice? Do you need to bring "Nihonki"?"

Xining was taken aback for a moment, by the way, she went to the village to meditate, and she was so busy eating, she forgot about it.So he said: "I want to write a letter to go back to report that I am safe. For books, let's bring the first volume first."

It turned out that I wanted to write a safety letter, but I have been here for three days, even if I am close, I still have to report my safety.So A Ling took Xia Shu to prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

The desk is similar to the dining table, but the desk is bigger and longer.

Sitting in front of the low table, Xining felt very uncomfortable, as if he had returned to the time when he was the head of the county, but at that time there was still a little bitch, and there was nothing here, it was really tiring.

In order to make the handwriting a little better, I have to sit on my knees.

Looking at the exquisite letter paper, Xining couldn't bear to write.What is the purpose of making the letter paper so beautiful, and the paper is already expensive, and this letter paper is even more expensive than silk of the same size.

But I still have to write. After recalling the format and tone of the letter written by the lower body master, Xining began to write on the letter paper with cherry blossoms painted on it.

Looking at A Ling, who was kneeling and writing a letter in a regular manner, her eyes became hot, and the lady was really sensible.It's just that the clothes I wear are a bit weird.

"Everything is fine, don't worry about it, please take care of your father and mother." At the end, it was signed: "Your respect, daughter."

This paper looks good, but it's just like a postcard, too small.

OK, done!
Xining looked at it with satisfaction, put the letter into the same set of letter paper, handed it to A Ling to seal it, and went to call Zaemon.

After Zaemon arrived, he knelt down on one leg and saluted, and A Ling handed him the letter.

Xining said leisurely in the room: "Please send someone to the Fujiwara mansion in the city as soon as possible. If anyone asks, just say that everything is fine here, understand?"

Hearing the prolonged "Do you understand?", Zaemon felt a thump in his heart, and immediately nodded his head in salute: "Yes!"

After receiving the letter, he turned his head and left without even looking at the strangely dressed Miss Zunzi who was said to eat meat every day.

After the letter was finished, Xining thought about it, it was important to make the clothes first, so she went to draw patterns on the pieces of clothes that were dismantled in the morning.

You only need to draw the appearance of one piece, and then called the maid who made the clothes back and forth.

"You cut it out according to this first." After Xi Ning finished giving instructions, he returned to the desk.

After a while, I called A Ling and gave her the drawing: "Call the steward. According to this, ask the carpenter to type it up and send it over."

A Ling took the pattern, and suddenly felt that she had misread it just now, and the lady hadn't returned to normal.Just for a long time, I thought that the lady was working hard, but it turned out that she was drawing something.

After reading it, she looked confused and asked cautiously, "Miss, what is this?"

"What is this?" The chief manager took the pattern and stared.

A Ling said helplessly: "Miss said, these are tables and chairs. Her knees hurt and she can't kneel for long."

"What?" The chief steward was startled. You must know that nobles all have beriberi, and if the pain reaches their knees, they will not live long.

If he dies, he dies. Anyway, it doesn't matter to him if he dies, but he has to show it.

The chief steward wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and his voice was choked with sobs: "Unexpectedly, the lady... I will go to the carpenter right now, please don't worry, the lady will deliver it in three days at most."

A Ling knew that the chief manager had misunderstood, so she didn't bother to explain, anyway, as long as the errand was done well.Rolling his eyes, he turned and left.

When they returned to the house, the four maidservants had already cut the clothes and began to sew them up separately.And the young lady was writing beside her with a brush.

"A Ling, it's just in time to come back." Xining put down his pen, "Put this away, I will continue to write next time."

A Ling walked over to take a look, and she was immediately delighted and admired: "The writing is really good, the young lady is really amazing, she can write Chinese characters better than the officials in the palace."

Xi Ning took the half-wet soft towel handed by Xia Shu next to him, wiped his hands, "It's okay, since it's a retreat, you have to put on a show."

A Ling burst into tears, she was right, otherwise she would eat meat all day long and toss about her strange clothes, she would not look like she is meditating.

Xi Ning looked at the words on the desktop, and copied the six lines on the far right of the first page of the first volume of "Journal of Japan" today, and copied some more when he had time.In case someone wants to check, there are also things that can be taken out to fool around.

With so many ancient missions, I finally received two or three ladies who had practiced calligraphy.The accumulation of these experiences has been somewhat successful.Although Zi cannot be regarded as a calligrapher, but here, he is considered outstanding.

It's a pity that in the last mission, most of the experience was put into the chip, and it couldn't be taken away, which made it easier for the owner, otherwise her experience would improve by leaps and bounds.

After finishing all this, the kitchen delivered food, and before I knew it, it was time for dinner.

It was a bit too early to eat. There were twice as many dishes and meals on the table as before.It seems that the people in the kitchen are very smart, knowing that she has a good appetite, and adding the cook Yueyin in the morning, everyone came to please.

Xi Ning picked up the chopsticks and finished the rice in two mouthfuls.Fortunately, it was small at first, and now it is doubled, which is not too much, otherwise it would be really hard to eat.

When moving the table away, Xi Ning instructed: "Starting tomorrow, the first meal at Chenshi, the second meal at noon, and the third meal at Youshi. Everyone in the kitchen, etc., will add [-]% of the monthly silver."

That is, one meal at eight o'clock, twelve o'clock, and eighteen o'clock respectively, three meals a day.

After hearing this, A Ling burst into tears, finally came, finally came, she had to eat three meals a day, the young lady was really going to be a rough person.

Fortunately, today's miss did not go to the hot springs, otherwise A Ling would really collapse.

In fact, it's not that I don't want to take a bath, but that I can't wash every day.Xi Ning asked someone to call for hot water, washed the place as usual, and finally soaked his feet.Lie down and sleep comfortably.

Mrs. Akiko of the Fujiwara mansion got the letter at night, which said that her parents had personally signed it, so she took the opportunity to call for Mr. Fujiwara.

(End of this chapter)