wear it lord god

Chapter 1295 Willing to Be an Ugly Girl 22
Mrs. Fujiwara has quite a lot of concubines, and Mrs. Akiko is old and decrepit, after all, she is in her 50s.It's okay, Mr. Fujiwara will not come over.

Originally, Mr. Fujiwara didn't want to go there, but thinking about being indebted to the mother and daughter, it was only a matter of reading a letter anyway.So it passed away.

After receiving the unopened letter, Mr. Fujiwara looked at the words on the envelope and couldn't help but nodded: "The handwriting is pretty good."

Only aristocrats can read and write. Paper is very expensive, and those who can write well are good.None of the servants who went with me had written any words, so these words must have been written by Zunzi himself.

Mrs. Mingzi immediately said: "Although Zunzi is young, he is the best to learn. Just look at the characters and that she can understand Chinese characters. You know that she has worked hard at ordinary times."

Once again, Mr. Fujiwara regretted not letting Takako enter the palace. Such a girl entering the palace could add luster to the Fujiwara family.Look at what the two daughters who are entering the palace are doing now. Kuanzi keeps fighting to be jealous, but the king is only three years old, so no woman is allowed to approach the king.Xizi is well-behaved, but he definitely doesn't have such knowledge, and he can't even hold a pen steadily.

Feeling colic, Mr. Fujiwara quickly opened the letter first.

The words written on the beautiful letter paper are also extremely beautiful, just like the ones on the envelope.Although the writing on it is very polite, but the written letter paper can be sold as a sample in any store.

Mr. Fujiwara handed the letter to Mrs. Akiko, with some approval: "You gave birth to a good daughter, you are indeed blessed."

Mrs. Mingzi took the letter, read these words several times, and couldn't help crying. She pressed the letter paper to her chest and cried, "My esteemed son, my esteemed son..."

Really don't cry, he wants to cry if he cries again.In order to comfort Mrs. Akiko, Mr. Fujiwara put his arms around her to comfort him: "It's fine if you don't enter the palace, but let Takako live another two years until he grows older."

"It's fine if you don't enter the palace." Mrs. Mingzi was so angry that she clenched her old fist and lightly thumped Mr. Fujiwara's chest: "Your son has such understanding, so he should accompany the prince to study, the masters in the palace are all the best. "

Mr. Fujiwara smiled wryly: "This matter has been decided, and that's all for the time being. You also reminded me that tomorrow I will go to the palace to find a suitable person to teach Takako."

Upon hearing that someone was transferred from the palace to teach Zunzi, Mrs. Mingzi finally laughed: "Sure enough, my lord still loves Zunzi."

"My daughter, of course it hurts." Mr. Fujiwara coaxed the woman to think that he still had a way: "I'm tired today too, so let's rest here."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Akiko called for someone to fetch water for Mr. Fujiwara to wash.

When the clothes are ready, make two pieces first, a set of Quju and a cloak.The weather has warmed up, but the owner's body still needs to be nourished for a while, it's almost like paper, and it can't be blown.I felt unwell after coming here. Fortunately, the hot spring drove away the wind and cold, otherwise I might be really sick.

Xi Ning happily puts it on, as expected, Hanfu is better, it is more beautiful and comfortable than Twelve Singles.These twelve sheets are really too cumbersome. After wearing them, walking is like wearing medieval armor.Sometimes I am in a hurry, and I need the help of the maid to put the Gong bucket in the layers of clothes.After finishing, it is difficult to wipe off. For this reason, try to eat as little as possible.

And A Ling almost collapsed again, the young lady became addicted to wearing this fancy dress.

Then I heard the lady ask: "Do you want to make a few sets and change your clothes?"

What, wearing this so-called Hanfu with a corseted waist and half the fabric?quit!

Xia Shu and Caiyue were silent. According to the old habit, they had to have a chance to answer A Ling first.

A Ling thought for a while, and said with difficulty: "I heard that the nobles in the palace and the former envoys sent to Tang Dynasty will wear Hanfu. These clothes must only be worn by young ladies, and servants dare not wear them casually."

Although Xia Shu and Caiyue were still kneeling and there was no abnormality on their faces, they felt that this first-class personal maid was none other than A Ling, and they answered really well.

Xining thought about it too, so he raised his eyebrows: "Then let's go to the kitchen."

Are you going to the kitchen again?A Ling's heart was bleeding secretly, the lady was finished.

I went to the kitchen and made a tofu soup with shepherd's purse and minced meat. In this era, tofu has just started to spread, and it is still relatively expensive, but ordinary wealthy merchants can afford it.

Although it is delicious, the meat is not seasoned with rice wine, and I always feel that something is missing, so I can only make do with it.

Another new dish, the steward, and a group of cooks are trying to memorize it with their brains. One cook lives near the sea, and he has traveled far and wide. He said that the lady's technique is a bit like that of the cooks from Tang. They also cook things and them. all different.If you learn Tang cuisine, you will be welcome everywhere.Nobles don't eat meat, but those rich merchants do.

When Xining went back, the maid behind her carried a low table with lunch on it.

As soon as he got back to the courtyard, a servant who was guarding in the courtyard came up and said that Mrs. Mingzi's maid, Akui, had come and couldn't stop her, she was already waiting inside.

"Miss, why don't you change your clothes first." A Ling became nervous.

"No need." Xining walked directly inside: "Bring the food in."

Akui is Mrs. Akiko's dowry maid, and she is a senior maid.Married to the former housekeeper of the Fujiwara family, and the current housekeeper of the Fujiwara family has changed hands, and is Mrs. Rinko.

Aoi, who was wearing four layers of dark lotus color, was kneeling inside, and even the place where she was kneeling was very suitable for her identity.

She watched with a slightly surprised expression, and Miss Zunzi, who was wearing a tunic with narrow sleeves, came in, her long hair was tied into a bun that she had never seen before.

When Miss Zunzi sat down, a low table was placed in front of her, with big bowls on it.

Looking at it again, the yellow rice and the plate look like meat, meat roasted in sauce.In the shepherd's purse tofu soup, there was also something suspicious floating in it.

"Ah Kui is also an old man beside my mother. What's the matter here? I heard that you chose Xuemeiyuan, so I think it's okay." Xining picked up the chopsticks and started to eat.She is an aristocrat, and her father, the Daoist Master, received her subordinates during meals, and those subordinates felt it was an honor, as if the Daoist Master was busy with his busy schedule, and even received them during meals.

But at this moment, Ah Kui didn't have the time to be honored, she stared at Miss Zunzi eating meat, her face covered in white powder, showing shock: "Zun, Miss Zunzi, this seems to be..."

"I know, it's meat!" Xining chewed, "Tell me, what's the matter."

Well, calm down and say what you want to say first.

Ah Kui started to say the first thing. Although she tried her best to return to a calm and elegant state, it was very difficult, because she saw a piece of meat caught in Miss Zunzi's chopsticks again.It's still the kind of big piece, put it into the mouth, and the mouth is shiny and chewing non-stop.

"Mm, um, cough cough..." Ah Kui could only try not to look at the meat-eating mouth: "Miss Zunzi is not young, so she should dress up appropriately. Just now, the servant girl received a letter from the madam, saying that it was a woman from the palace. Maybe someone will be sent over to teach the young lady that the young lady can't meet the master in the palace like this."

To make up is to pluck the eyebrows, draw the circle-like crescent eyebrows, dye the teeth black, and puff the face whiter than the wall.

(End of this chapter)