If you eat less, you can only reduce your activity, and you will either sit or lie down after eating.

When I finally stayed up until the evening, I fell asleep half hungry.

The next day, after one meal in the morning, it returned to its original amount. A small bowl of rice porridge seems to be a lot, but in fact it is all dishes and dishes with nothing.

Xi Ning was a little annoyed and poured this bowl of porridge directly into her mouth and drank it in a few sips.

Frightened, Ah Ling next to her reminded: "Miss, be careful of choking, eat slowly." ”

Just these two or three things, can you still choke?

Xining put down the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and found that she couldn't eat anything. Sliced radish in sauce、About two spoonfuls of natto、A small piece of pickled fish。

This pickled fish is not tasty at all, and it is so small.

Xining was so angry that she put down her chopsticks: "I won't eat it." ”

When Ah Ling heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief, and asked Xia Shu to pick up the low table and send it back to the kitchen, her mouth full of joy: "Great, Miss is finally better." Yesterday, it was like a hungry ghost possessing me, and I scared the slave to death. ”

After finishing speaking, I felt that I was wrong, and when I saw the young lady looking at her coldly, I quickly changed my words: "No, no, the slave doesn't mean that." The young lady was just dizzy for a day and was starving, so she should eat more. ”

Hehe, eating less is normal, and eating too much is a problem. What a drunk!

In the next free time, the young lady of the rich family will enjoy the flowers and get together to discuss poetry. And most of the time, either the hungry can only lie down, or read a book.

It's not yet the time for the cherry blossoms to bloom, and there are a few cherry trees in the yard, and looking at the buds is also a matter of the past few days.

There's really nothing to do lying down, and I can't think of any good way to stop my face from turning into a female ghost while lying down.

Then read a book, knowledge is power, at least to pass the time.

Nowadays, paper is expensive. Among the various technologies learned from the great powers, one is papermaking. But paper is still extremely expensive, and not ordinary people can afford it.

Think about it, in order to write a book, Murasaki Shikibu still needs to go to the palace on an errand, and with the help of Fujiwara Michicho's funding, you can know.

The Fujiwara family, like other aristocratic families, was vassally elegant and had their own study. But even if it is a large family, the books they have are less than half of the books of ordinary scholars in big countries, most of them are Tang poems, poetry classics, and songs.

A woman who is familiar with waka is a talented woman, and if she can move Han and Tang Dynasty poems and ancient books, she is even more talented among talented women. The competition between noble women is no worse than that of men.

Purple Shibu said that Qing Shao Nayan "Although he is smart and scribbles Chinese characters, his knowledge is not mature enough" and so on, there is no good sentence.

In order to have a good reputation among noblewomen, it is necessary not only to behave appropriately and elegantly, to eat less, but also to have a certain knowledge of literature...... Xining thought it was funny, aristocratic women with an average age of less than thirty, what are they doing so much to learn, convulsions? But this nation just likes this, like a cherry blossom blooming and then dying immediately, what kind of mourning or something, even if there is no disease, it will moan a few times. All day long, he pulls other people's words, and imitates them in a simple and complex way.

There were two books in the owner's room, and Ah Ling took them.

Xining flipped through it, it was Bai Juyi's poem. Because Zi Shibu wrote books and was good at Bai Juyi's poems, the nobles rushed to follow suit and memorize them hard.

She impatiently put it aside, what the hell is it. Even if it is a big country with very strict rules, there are still painting books that tell some wind and snow, interesting stories and gossip in the market.

Seeing that she was not satisfied, Ah Ling hurriedly said, "Why don't you go and get other books?" ”

Xining said lazily: "Take the "Japanese Chronicle" and take a look." ”

Ah Ling was stunned for a moment, and after saying "yes" with a soft salute, she took small steps and ran all the way to Mrs. Mingzi.

After an hour, the two manservants finally brought the book, put it beside it, and piled it up in a small pile.

The entire book is written in kanji and in a chronological style, with a total of 30 volumes, as well as a genealogy. Most of them borrow words from Chinese classics to describe the history and inheritance of the gods to the time of the emperor.

Pick up the first book and read it, so let's take a look at it and pass the time.

After a while, Fujiwara Michicho came over and watched her lean on the pillow, flipping through the books.

Xining only saluted and sat on her knees.

Fujiwara Michicho saw the book next to him: "Can you read this book?" ”

This is an all-Chinese language, and in order to show that the literary level is high, the vocabulary used is extremely beautiful. If you say something ugly, you will never let go of words that are difficult to understand and obscure.

Of course, I can't say that I can understand it, and now there is no dictionary, and some words are still unrecognizable even if they are the literacy accumulation of everyone in the previous mission.

Xining said softly: "I can understand seventy percent." ”

"Seventy percent?" Fujiwara Michicho picked up the book and handed it to her: "Read a paragraph and listen to it." ”

Every child of the Fujiwara family has a teacher to teach, and the head of the family also has several teachers, some of whom teach Chinese.

Xining picked up the book, selected a paragraph that was not too complicated, and read it in Chinese.

It should also be noted that the pronunciation of the people here is relatively hard, and the text is read hard and with a big tongue. It's so tiring!

After reading a few paragraphs, Xining put down the book and saluted: "The daughter is not talented, so that the father can see and laugh." ”

Fujiwara Michicho secretly wept, where is this not talented, it is simply a talented woman! The doctor of literature and the big foreign notes in the palace, this book may not be able to understand seventy percent. But the fifth girl is only nine years old, that's a terrible thing!

The five daughters should be allowed to enter the palace, and now it's too late to regret it.

Looking at Fujiwara Michicho's face covered with white powder, but with a constipated look. Xining seemed to know something, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, maybe this can work!

She said slowly: "Father doesn't have to worry about whether his daughter can't enter the palace, although her daughter is unhappy, she is her sister after all." But at home, the daughter can't stay anymore, and living there will also make the mother worried. The daughter wanted to live alone in the village outside the city, so she asked her father for permission. ”

Fujiwara Michicho was stunned for a moment, only the children who made mistakes would be sent to Zhuangzi and thought about it behind closed doors. So he said, "You don't have to be like this, if you go to live in Zhuangzi, your mother will not be more concerned, and when people talk about it, they will think that we are harshly criticizing you." ”

The corners of Xining's mouth pursed a smile, I really don't like to speak with a smile in this era, as if wearing a mask: "How come, my daughter read this book today, I think it's very good, I want to go over and practice behind closed doors and study this book." And at this time, no matter how the daughter behaves, she will be said. It's better to go to the village, and be less watched and stared at. After all, there are still many things to do, and my father can't be distracted by this. ”

Anyway, she can't stand the food here, and if she goes any further, she'll starve to death.

Fujiwara Michicho thought about it, it is true, in the past two days, Mrs. Akiko's face has been stretched for a long time, because her daughter did not enter the palace, and the youngest son recognized someone else as a mother, and stabbed a knife in the heart.

He didn't dare to go last night or today, but Mrs. Mingzi sent someone to say that Zunzi was reading, so he came to take a look.

If Zunzi leaves, it is indeed a good reason for others to ask and say that they are going to the village to study in depth. The crown prince is still young, and the hipster used to be just a playmate. And the talented woman in the past, isn't she just staring at the position of the middle palace?

Even if everyone knew that the daughter of the Fujiwara family was staring at the position of the middle palace in the past, she would have to be veiled.