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Chapter 1286 Willing to be an ugly girl 22

Mr. Fujiwara has many concubines, and Mrs. Akiko has long since aged and lost her beauty. After all, she is in her fifties. Mr. Fujiwara will not come over if nothing happens.

Nobunaga Fujiwara didn't want to go there at first, but he thought about how much he owed the mother and daughter, and it only took time to read the letter anyway, so he took the time to go there.

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

Only nobles can read and write. Paper is very expensive, and those who can write well are pretty good. None of the maids who worked with me in the past have ever written, so these words must have been written by Zunzi himself.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Akiko immediately said: "Although Zunzi is young, she is the easiest to learn. Just look at the words and she can understand Chinese characters. You will know that she has worked hard."

Fujiwara Michinaga once again regretted not letting Takashi into the palace. The entry of such a girl into the palace would add glory to the Fujiwara family. Look at what the two daughters who have entered the palace are doing now. Hiroko keeps competing with each other and jealous, but

The king was only three years old, so no woman was allowed to get close to him. Xizi was well-behaved, but he definitely did not have such knowledge, and he could not hold a pen steadily.

Feeling a little angina pectoris, Mr. Fujiwara quickly opened the letter first.

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

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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 and read these words several times. She couldn't help but burst into tears. She pressed the letter to her chest and cried: "My lord, my lord..."

Really don't cry, he will cry if he cries again. In order to comfort Mrs. Akiko, Fujiwara Michizhang hugged her and comforted her: "It's okay if you don't enter the palace, I'll let you wait for another two years and grow older."

"It's okay not to enter the palace." Mrs. Akiko was so angry that she clenched her old fist and lightly beat Fujiwara Nobunaga's chest: "If you have such understanding, you should study with the prince. The masters in the palace are all the best.

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Fujiwara Nobunaga smiled bitterly: "This matter has been decided, and that's all it is for the time being. Did you also remind me? I will go to the palace tomorrow to find a suitable person to teach Takashi."

When she heard that someone from the palace would be sent to teach Zunzi, Mrs. Mingzi finally smiled: "Sure enough, my lord still loves Zunzi."

"My daughter, of course it will hurt." Michichiro Fujiwara coaxed the woman into believing that she still had a way: "I am also tired today, so just rest here."

When Mrs. Akiko heard this, she immediately called for someone to fetch water for Fujiwara no Michinaga to wash himself with.

The clothes are ready? Let’s make two pieces first: a set of robes? and one is a cloak. The weather has warmed up now? But the owner’s body still needs maintenance for a while? It’s almost like paper? Can’t blow in the wind. After coming

I feel unwell. Fortunately, the hot spring has driven away the wind and cold? Otherwise, I might really be sick.

Xining happily put it on, it turns out that Hanfu is better? Compared with the twelve clothes, it is beautiful and comfortable. These twelve clothes are really too cumbersome? After putting it on, it feels like walking in medieval armor. Sometimes I feel anxious.

You also need the help of the maid to put the bucket inside the layers of clothes. After you are done, it is difficult to wipe it off. For this reason, you should try to eat as little as possible.

And A Ling almost collapsed again. The lady was addicted to wearing these strange clothes.

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

What, wearing this kind of so-called Hanfu with a waist and half the fabric? Don’t do it!

Natsuki and Natsuki were silent. According to their past habits, they had to ask A Ling to reply first before they had a chance.

A Ling thought for a while and said with difficulty: "I heard that the nobles in the palace, and the envoys sent to the Tang Dynasty in the past, would wear Hanfu. These clothes must only be worn by people of Miss's status, and the slaves dare not wear them casually."

Although Natsuki and Natsuki were still sitting on their knees with no abnormalities on their faces, they felt in their hearts that this first-class personal maid was none other than Aling, and her answer was really good.

Xining thought about it, so she raised her eyebrows and said, "Then let's go to the kitchen."

Going to the kitchen again? Ah Ling's heart was bleeding secretly, the young lady was finished.

I went to the kitchen and cooked a shepherd's purse minced meat and tofu soup. At this time, tofu had just begun to spread, and it was still relatively expensive, but ordinary wealthy merchants could also afford it.

Although it was delicious, the meat felt like it was missing something without the rice wine seasoning, so I had to make do with it.

It’s another new dish. The steward and a group of cooks are trying hard to memorize it in their heads. There is a cook who lives near the sea and has traveled a lot. He said that the lady’s methods are a bit like those of the cooks from Tang Dynasty. They also cook the same food as them.

They are all different. If you learn Tang cuisine, you will be popular everywhere. Nobles do not eat meat, but those rich merchants do.

When Xining returned, the maid behind him carried a low table with lunch on it.

As soon as I returned to the yard, a slave guarding the yard came up and said that Mrs. Akiko's maid, Akui, was here. She couldn't stop her and 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."

Aoi is Mrs. Akiko's maid, and she is a senior maid. She is married to the former housekeeper of the Fujiwara family, and the current housekeeper of the Fujiwara family has changed hands, and he is Mrs. Renzi's wife.

Akui, who was wearing four layers of dark rosy color, was sitting on her knees. Even the place where she was kneeling was very suitable for her status.

She watched with a slightly surprised expression as Miss Takashi walked in wearing a long dress with narrow waist and narrow sleeves. Her long hair was tied into a bun like she had never seen before.

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

Looking again, the plate of yellow rice looked like meat, meat cooked in sauce. There was also something suspicious floating in the shepherd's purse and tofu soup.

"Akui is also an old man next to my mother. What are you doing here? I heard that you chose Xuemeiyuan. I think it's okay." Xining picked up the chopsticks and started eating. She is a noble, and her biological father is the Taoist priest.

When meeting with his subordinates, those subordinates felt it was an honor, as if the Taoist Master was busy with his schedule and even received them during meals.

But at this time, Akui had no time to be honored. She stared with her small eyes, watching Miss Zunzi eating meat, with a face covered in white powder, showing surprise: "Ms. Zunzi, this seems to be..."

"I know, it's meat!" Xining chewed: "Tell me what it is."

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

Aoi started to talk about the first thing. Although she tried hard to return to her calm and elegant normal state, it was difficult because she saw Miss Takashi pick up a piece of meat with her chopsticks again. It was still a very big piece and she put it into her mouth.

His mouth was shiny as he kept chewing.

"Hmm, um, cough..." Akui could only try not to look at the little meat-eating mouth: "Miss Zunzi is not young anymore, so she should dress up in time. Just now, I got a letter from the lady, saying that she is from the palace.

Maybe someone will be sent here to teach the young lady. The young lady cannot meet the master in the palace like this."
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