Fujiwara Michicho has quite a lot of concubines, and Mrs. Akiko has long been old and decrepit, after all, she is in her fifties. It's okay, Fujiwara Michicho won't come over.

Fujiwara Michicho originally didn't want to go over, but thinking about the debt to this mother and daughter, anyway, he just looked at the work of the letter. So I took the time to pass.

After receiving the letter that had not yet been opened, Fujiwara Michicho looked at the words on the envelope and couldn't help but nodded: "This handwriting is quite good." ”

Only the nobles can read and write, the paper is very expensive, and the good ones who can write a good hand. The maids and maids in the past have never written a word, and these words must have been written by the son himself.

When Mrs. Akiko heard this, she immediately said, "Although Zunzi is small, he is the best to learn." Just look at the characters, and she can understand the Chinese characters, she knows that she usually has no less hard work. ”

Fujiwara Michicho regretted again and again that he didn't let Zunko enter the palace, such a girl entering the palace can add glory to the Fujiwara family. Look at what the two daughters who are now entering the palace are doing, Kuanzi is jealous, but the king is only three years old, so no woman is allowed to approach the king. The hippie is well-behaved, but he definitely doesn't have such knowledge, and the pen can't hold steadily.

A little angina, Fujiwara Michicho hurriedly opened the letter first.

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

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

Mrs. Akiko took the letter, read these words several times, couldn't help but cry, put the letter on her chest, and cried: "My son, my son......"

Really don't cry, he wants to cry if he cries again. In order to comfort Mrs. Akiko, Fujiwara Michicho hugged and comforted: "It's okay if you don't enter the palace, just let Zunzi grow up in another two years." ”

"It's okay if you don't enter the palace." Mrs. Akiko was so angry that she clenched her old fist and lightly beat Fujiwara Michicho's chest: "If you have such understanding, you should accompany the prince to study, and the masters in the palace are the best." ”

Fujiwara Michicho smiled bitterly: "This matter has been decided, and this is the only way for the time being." You also reminded me that tomorrow I will go to the palace to find a suitable person to teach the Zunzi. ”

As soon as she heard that someone from the palace was transferred to teach Zunzi, Mrs. Mingzi finally smiled: "Sure enough, the adult still loves Zunzi." ”

"Of course it hurts, my daughter." Fujiwara Michicho coaxed the woman to think that she still had a set: "I'm tired today, so let's rest here." ”

When Mrs. Akiko heard this, she immediately called someone to fetch water for Fujiwara Michigan to wash.

When the clothes are ready, I will make two pieces first, one set of curved skirts, and one is a big coat. The weather has warmed up, but the body of the owner still needs to be nourished for a while, just like paper paste, and it can't blow the wind. I felt unwell after coming, but fortunately the hot spring drove away the wind and cold, otherwise I might have been really sick.

Xining Lezizi put it on, and it was really Hanfu, which was beautiful and comfortable compared to the twelve orders. These twelve slips are so cumbersome that when you put them on, you can walk as if you were wearing medieval armor. Sometimes in an emergency, you also need the help of the maid to put the gong bucket inside the layers of clothes. After that, it's hard to wipe it, so it's about this reason to eat as little as possible.

And Ah Ling almost collapsed again, and Miss was addicted to wearing this strange dress.

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

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

Natsuki and Caiyue were silent, according to their previous habits, they had to ask Ah Ling to reply first before they had a chance.

Ah Ling thought for a while and said with difficulty: "I heard that the nobles in the palace, as well as the previous envoys sent to the Tang Dynasty, will wear Hanfu when they come back. These clothes must only be worn by people of Miss's status, and the slaves dare not wear them casually. ”

Although Natsuki and Caiyue were still sitting on their knees, there was nothing unusual on their faces, but they felt that this first-class personal maid was none other than Ah Ling, and they answered really well.

Xining thought about it, so she raised her eyebrows: "Then go to the kitchen." ”

Going to the kitchen again? Ah Ling secretly dripped blood in her heart, and Miss was finished.

I went to the kitchen and burned a tofu soup with shepherd's cabbage and meat foam, and the tofu in this era was just beginning to circulate, and it was still relatively expensive, but ordinary wealthy merchants could afford it.

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

It's a new dish, a little steward and a group of cooks who worked hard to remember that there was a cook who lived by the sea, and he could be regarded as going south and north, saying that Miss's technique was a bit like the cook who came from Tang, and the things he cooked were different from them. If you learn Tang cuisine, it will be popular everywhere. The aristocracy didn't eat meat, but the rich merchants ate meat.

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

As soon as he returned to the courtyard, a slave and maid guarding the courtyard came up and said that Mrs. Akiko's maid Ah Kui was coming, and she couldn't stop her at all, so she was already waiting inside.

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

"No, you don't." Xining walked directly inside: "Bring the food in." ”

Ah Kui is Mrs. Akiko's maid of dowry, and she is a senior among the maids. Married to the former housekeeper of the Fujiwara family, and the current housekeeper of the Fujiwara family has changed hands, and is the person of Mrs. Ryūko.

Ah Kui, who was dressed in four layers of dark lotus, was kneeling inside, and even the place where she knelt was also very consistent with her identity.

She looked at her with a slightly surprised expression, and Miss Zunko, dressed in a long tunic with narrow sleeves, walked in, her long hair tied up in a bun she had never seen before.

When Miss Zunko sat down, a low table was placed in front of her, and there were large bowls on it.

On second look, the yellow rice, the dish looked like meat, meat roasted in sauce. In the soup of shepherd's cabbage and tofu, there is also a suspicious amount of mince floating there.

"Ah Kui is also an old man next to her mother, what's the matter here? I heard that you chose Xuemei Temple, and I think it's okay. Xining picked up her chopsticks and began to eat. She is a nobleman, and her father, Dao Lord, receives his subordinates when he eats, and those subordinates still feel honored, as if Dao Elder is in his busy schedule, and even receives them during dinner.

But at this time, Ah Kui didn't have the honor to be honored, she stared at her small eyes, looking at Miss Zunzi eating meat, a face covered with white powder, revealing astonishment: "Zun, Miss Zunzi, this seems to be ......"

"Yes, it's meat!" Xining chewed in his mouth: "You say, what's the matter." ”

Okay, settle down, and say what you're going to say first.

Aoi began to say the first thing, although she tried to return to her calm and elegant normality, it was difficult, because she saw a piece of meat between Miss Zunko's chopsticks. It's still that big piece, put it in your mouth, and your mouth is shiny and chewing.

"Uh-huh, ahem......" Ah Kui only tried not to look at the meat-eating mouth: "Miss Zunzi is not young, she should dress up in time." Just now, the slave maid got a letter from the lady, saying that the palace might send someone to teach the young lady, and the young lady can't see the master in the palace like this. ”

The costume is a puff face with plucked eyebrows, circled eyebrows, black teeth, and whiter than the wall.