Chapter 175: A Day Last
Mountain birds chirped, a few rays of bright sunlight folded through the gaps in the Hunan curtain, and the gauze tent jumped gently. ο½οΌ
Xie Wei leaned on a pillow and sat on the bed with his knees crossed, watching a group of servants busy in front of him.
The skillful servants came in with warm water and silver mirrors, and lined them up one by one by the bedside; The dumber maids knelt on the ground with coarse linen, and slowly knelt down, wiping the shiny bamboo floors and the intricately carved lacquerware; Other women went in and out, busy arranging meals.
Before he woke up, he looked at them indifferently, and under the bright sun, the fine dust flying in the air flickered with a faint light, and his eyes turned into thousands of points of light.
Jing Xuan tossed too much last night, she slept until nearly noon before waking up, and missed the time for the morning meal, probably overhungry in her sleep, and she didn't have much appetite at this time.
The Yue Nu moved a small paulownia wood case to the bed, and the maid on the side put a large basin with warm water, and the young lady personally pulled up the wide sleeves for the relief of worries, wrung out the soft towel for her, and handed it to her.
Xie Wei smiled suspiciously, she has long been accustomed to taking care of herself, but these maidservants, as well as Shaoji and Yue Nu, were all sent by Jing Xuan, if she didn't want them to serve here, she was afraid that she would cause trouble for them, there was no way, she could only force herself to get used to this life of clothes to stretch out her hands and food to open her mouth.
After combing, Shao Ji put a light fat powder on her, and Yue Nu held a small green sandalwood grate to comb her hair, as usual, according to the style of Zhao Fu, the long hair was draped all the way to the shoulders, and then twisted and pulled at the back of the shoulders, nesting a falling horse bun. A jade flute on the oblique hairpin is fixed.
The maidservants who served and groomed withdrew, and took away the clothes they had changed last night, and all the maidservants who had swept and sprinkled withdrew. The servant woman who arranged the meal brought the dishes forward.
Xie frowned, the staple food presented was steamed rice and barley, vegetables and vegetables such as wattle, vetch, celery, bamboo shoots, etc., the meat was the same as yesterday, it was still stewed rabbit meat, and there was also a plate of green and lovely green plums.
In addition to the meat served in a small bronze tripod, the rest of the tableware is painted clay bowls and plates. Or off-white primitive porcelain.
Although simple and unpretentious, in the eyes of Xie Wei, these are priceless. Cultural relic.
Especially the paintings on the pottery, which have been weathered by ruthless history for more than a thousand years, are not as bright as the colors in front of her, and each one of them makes her pay attention to it.
Leave that behind. A few stoneware plates on the side hold slightly brown sauces and minced dust. This is a condiment of vinegar and pΓ’tΓ©.
In the painted clay pot on the side, there is half a jar of syrup water, which is considered a drink.
Insight worriedly rested on the circle of carp painted on the clay pot, and frowned slightly, Yue Nu hurriedly said: "Tsukasa Ziyun, Mrs. is not allowed to drink, so it is sorrel, and it has been poured with cane juice." β
Sorrel is also made by fermenting grain crops such as rice or millet. It's just that the brewing process is different, and the wine is mellow and spicy. The sorrel is sour and refreshing, and when mixed with sweet sugarcane juice, it should taste very good.
Fortunately, in Ouyue, sugarcane is very easy to obtain, if in the past, even in the Chu Palace, the sugar cubes obtained by exposure to sugarcane juice were also very rare.
Yue Nu pursed her lips unconsciously, Jing Xuan was really good at relieving her worries, and she thought about her so much, no wonder those servants and servants were so attentive.
Xie Wei patronized and looked at the pottery, porcelain and bronze that he had seen several times, but he didn't move.
Shao Ji gently touched her shoulder, "Madame......"
Xie raised his eyes and glanced at her, and it was clearly written in his eyes that she did not have the slightest appetite.
"No." Shao Ji comforted softly, "Madame's physique is weak, and there are three times a day to take medicine, and the medicine damages people's bodies, so they must be supplemented with food." β
Xie Wu puffed up his cheeks, reluctantly took some water chestnuts, dipped them in vinegar, mixed them into rice, and took a few bites at random.
Three meals a day is a modern concept, and the ancients used to eat two meals a day, the first meal is called "morning food", at nine o'clock in the morning, it is a main meal, and the dishes are more sumptuous; The second meal is called "gluttony", and when there is no fixed time, it is generally around sunset, which is more casual than the morning meal, and most of the time it is steamed and eaten after the morning is steamed.
The aristocracy had three meals a day, and the extra meal was at noon, but it was similar to the nature of food, and it was just a casual meal.
I got up late today, and the time for the morning food was naturally delayed.
But she already likes to drink a bowl of porridge in the morning, and now that she has only woken up for a long time, she really has no appetite for such a sumptuous dish.
She had to finish the meal that was served.
In fact, although there are many kinds of vegetables and vegetables, but each one is only a small plate, she will definitely be able to eat it according to the amount, and it is not so easy to get food at this time.
After a long time, I finally solved this meal and breathed a sigh of relief.
He drank most of the sorrel, rinsed the rest, and handed it over to the servant to take down.
The clothes were still Zhao clothes, the vermilion one was taken to be washed, and the Yue Nu held a red large-sleeved shirt embroidered with Xuan silk and presented it.
The intense and dull sacrificial red pressed against her, not only did it look dull, but reflected her slightly pale face as white and lovely, like a transparent light veil in the sun.
Only then did he change his clothes and tie Peiyu, and a servant stepped forward and carefully said: "Madam, Tsukasa asks Madame to go to the slanted hall." β
Xie worried's heart sank slightly, his face was a little pale, and he subconsciously pulled Shaoji's hand tightly, and Shaoji couldn't help but tremble.
Bo Ji died in the slanted hall, and the relief of worries was witnessed with his own eyes, and the young Ji was excited when she heard the word slanted because she missed her sister deeply, and she couldn't restrain herself.
Xie settled down and looked at the maid who was about to hang down to her chest, "What's the matter?" β
"Slaves, slaves don't know." The slave's head hung lower.
"I know, stand down." Xie Xie looked back at Shao Ji, pursed his lips, and forced himself to comfort him, "The past cannot be admonished, the coming can still be chased, Ji should not mourn for the deceased." β
After finishing speaking, he called Yue Nu and left slowly.
Shao Ji watched her leave, she couldn't hold it anymore, her wide sleeves covered her face, and her tears wet the edge of her sleeves a little bit, and leaked between her fingers.
But she didn't want to cry here, so she hurriedly turned around and ran back to the side of her house, knelt down beside a small case near the window, her cheeks wet with tears on the cold sandalwood, and looked at the god of her sister on the case with misty eyes.
How many times did she want to die with her sister, but she remembered that she wanted justice for her sister's death, and there must be justice.
Isn't it also said that karma and karma will eventually be tasted?
Therefore, she wants to live, live with this cowardly and useless hatred, and see the truth revealed with her own eyes.
(To be continued.) )
ps: This chapter is a little trivial.,A strong atmosphere of red mansions [laughing and crying] But I really spent a long time checking the food customs of the Warring States Period, and combined with the characteristics of the season [Spring] location [Sichuan Liangguang area], I wrote this table of meals, everyone will reward me with a subscription_(:3δΈ¨β )_