Since you want to change your fate, you have to operate.

looked at the smile on Mrs. Akiko's face, and her eyes showed a fierce light; The mask-like, pale face was a little hideous, and Xining was secretly amused.

Just this bastard thing, I actually rushed to ask for it, my sister tried to make Princess Erhe not marry her brother thousands of years ago, and there was a way not to marry her own nephew this time.

She sighed slightly: "Mother doesn't have to be angry, my daughter has figured it out for the past two days after she fell asleep." ”

Mrs. Akiko was about to say that she wanted to understand something, when the tea set was delivered, along with Fujiwara Michicho.

The maids are smart people, and they won't come up when they know that the second lady and the fifth lady want to talk. But when I learned that Fujiwara Michicho was coming, I hurriedly brought the tea set up.

Xining saw the master's father, and suddenly the sky was thundering again. This bloated, one-foot-tall ebony hat, with a white face, shaved eyebrows, and round moth eyebrows, is the legendary Fujiwara Michicho?

Fortunately, it was the Heian period, and there was no custom of shaving the head, so think about the samurai's head in the future, how ecstatic it was.

In modern times, Ding Ji and Yue Daitou are powerful weapons to test the appearance of male stars. Fortunately, this kind of hairstyle that is difficult to see to death has not started yet, otherwise with Xining's face control, forget it if you hang yourself, don't cover your eyes.

Fujiwara Michicho was 54 years old at this time, and the eldest lady and Mrs. Ming were two years old, which was already considered a high life according to the age of the nobles at that time.

Looking at the dress, I should have taken off my court clothes and changed into civilian clothes. You must know that at this time, the court clothes of the nobles were three meters long after the belt, dragged on the ground, and dragged over and over.

I really serve this nation, and I can't wait to hang all the fabrics on my body, the fabric on the men is enough to make three or four sets of clothes, and the fabrics on the women are enough to practice the stalls.

Xining hurriedly knelt down and sat down, her mother would spoil her, but her father was not easy to speak.

Fujiwara Michicho walked over, took off his clogs, walked up, and sat down cross-legged: "Just make me a drink." ”

Seeing that the maid beside Madame Akiko picked up the fire sickle and began to beat it beside the small stove, ready to light the fire and boil the water, Xining said, "I'll come." ”

At this time, the tea was completely in accordance with the method of Tang tea, and the so-called "Tao" was complicated to boast after it was formed. Tea was also precious and only enjoyed by the nobility.

If she followed the tea ceremony in the future, she wouldn't have time to repeatedly wipe the tea bowl and order tea like cramps in her hands.

Sometimes I really don't know if this nation is sick in the brain. After copying other people's things, I felt that the more complicated it was, the more it could reflect the literacy, so the clothes changed from three or four pieces to twelve orders that could have more than 20 pieces; After eating a mouthful of tea, you can even boil water to order tea and serve tea, and it takes half an hour. It's like turning something into a perverted complexity, which is excellence.

The maid immediately saluted, indicating that she understood.

Mrs. Akiko spoke slowly, and she didn't even move her lips much when she spoke: "Why did your lord have to come here today?" ”

Fujiwara Michicho held a paper fan in his hand, like all the nobles. When closed, the paper fan is rectangular, his fingers pinch the handle of the fan, and the fan moves with his fingers, and a fan bone with the fan surface opens and closes.

When he spoke, he spoke with an indelible majesty, and his tone was a little hard: "I just came back from the palace." ”

Seeing Su on the low table next to him, Su was already missing a piece, so he asked, "Su is delicious, right?" ”

The parents were talking just now, so naturally there was no place to speak by themselves. Since Fujiwara Michicho asked, he has to talk back.

Xining immediately saluted: "Thank you, father, it's very delicious." ”

"Hmm~" Although he experienced unhappiness, he was still not rude, which made Fujiwara Michicho quite satisfied, and after thinking about it, he asked: "This time the hip son entered the palace on your behalf, you won't have any resentment, right?" ”

Xining has already calculated it, and the memory of the master has been 23 years, and he has experienced the death of his young son, surviving in the complex and chaotic court, and he naturally understands the temperament and temperament of Fujiwara Michicho.

So she lowered her head and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "They are all sisters of their own family, where is there any resentment." The hippie is dignified and beautiful, better than the little girl. If the hipster can enter the palace and help his father and brothers, it would be great. ”

Such an answer made Fujiwara Michicho nod with satisfaction: "The son has grown up and is sensible." ”

"Thank you, father, for your praise." Xining tried his best to show that he was well-behaved and sensible, father and son were filial, what a beautiful scene.

Mrs. Mingzi smiled beside her: "I have heard and seen the wisdom of adults, and the concubine body reminds Zunzi every day to take a good look and learn from the heroic posture of adults." ”

This sycophant made Fujiwara Michicho very happy, anyway, he wore thousands of clothes, and he didn't wear them. Even if it sounds obviously fake, it's still medium-sounding.

The water was boiling at this time, and Xining put the boiling water into the tea powder according to the method in the memory of the owner, and then added a small amount of salt. At this time, there was no technical content in making tea, just like in the Han and Tang dynasties, as long as the posture was beautiful enough and the movements were beautiful enough.

Open the small brush and all the tea powder in boiling water, and tap the edge of the tea bowl a few times with the small bamboo brush, so that all the tea on the bamboo brush falls into the tea soup. Then turn the main brush upside down, put it on a special plate, and a bowl of tea is done.

Xining picked up the tea bowl and gently pushed it to Fujiwara Michicho with both hands: "Father, please have tea." ”

Seeing such a dignified appearance, Fujiwara Daochang frowned slightly, not that the fifth woman is not as smart as the sixth woman, but today it seems that every move is extremely elegant, far better than the sixth woman.

It seems that the eldest wife wants her daughter who comes out of her belly to enter the palace.

He took a sip of tea, and the salt was just right, which was in line with his taste.

Thinking about it, they are all his own daughters, and whoever enters the palace is the same for him, that is, he has wronged the five daughters. Originally, it was brought to comfort Su in the palace, but now it seems that this bit of food is not enough.

Fujiwara Michicho felt indebted in his heart, so he said, "Say whatever you need besides eating and drinking." ”

As soon as Xining heard this, he immediately saluted, hating this kind of etiquette the most, and he had to salute at every turn. Straightened up, lowered his head slightly, and said softly: "My daughter eats and drinks well, but it makes my father and mother worry about my daughter, and it makes my daughter unhappy." My father was busy with business in the court, but my mother couldn't help but think too much at home. The daughter had a reluctant request, and asked her father to agree. ”

This article is easy to say, and the honorific language is decent, but it has the taste of the palace. Fujiwara Michicho began to beat the drum in his heart, not to say that he wanted to enter the palace with him: "What's the matter, tell it out first." ”

Xining replied softly: "Mother hasn't seen a few brothers for a long time. The second brother and the fourth brother can say that they each have their own families, not only in the court, but also in the children. The mother is most concerned about the sixth brother, whether the sixth brother can come over to talk about the meeting, can also make the mother comfortable. ”

The youngest son is ten years younger than the fourth son, and is currently thirteen years old, not yet married, and has moved to his own mansion because of his official position. On weekdays, there are fewer gatherings and more separations, and the official rank is low, and it is not seen in the court.

As long as you don't make a fuss and enter the palace, Fujiwara Michicho breathed a sigh of relief.