After eating a mouthful of porridge, Fujiwara Michicho couldn't help but be surprised: "Why is it so delicious?" ”

Xining took the porridge and scooped another spoonful to Fujiwara Michicho: "I know that my father has a bad appetite, so I cook porridge with fish broth, and I add fish meat with spines in it." ”

Long-term chronic lead poisoning, appetite can be good, a few days before the Chinese New Year used mung beans, shrimp skin, tofu and other detoxification for it. But these symptoms are not cured, and during the Chinese New Year, including last night, the whole face was painted white with lead powder.

Fujiwara Michicho hurriedly opened his mouth and took the porridge.

After a bowl of porridge, Fujiwara Michicho ate two more pieces of mung bean cake, and then said that he had eaten it.

Xining put down her chopsticks, picked up another bowl of porridge, and ate it herself.

Fujiwara Michicho looked at her for a long time and asked leisurely, "Don't you really want to enter the palace?" ”

"This will make Mrs. Lunzi and a few sisters unhappy." Ghosts are willing to enter the palace, and they fight to the death every day.

Fujiwara Michicho sneered: "It's not their turn to be happy or unhappy, it is the duty of every Fujiwara daughter to serve the Heavenly King." ”

It is also a duty to have an heir, but the problem is that because the blood relationship is too close, the children born are not as good as one. Even if the relatives are strong, but the woman sent by the relatives cannot give birth to an heir, then the power will fall into the hands of the relatives who become the heirs sooner or later.

Xining smiled: "They are already in the palace, it's annoying enough." I don't have to go in and make trouble, it's enough to have them here. ”

In order to compete for favor, there must be a fight, there is only one king and prince in the palace, but there are too many women. Fujiwara, Gen and other women with royal blood continue to send them to the palace. If the lord enters the palace, as the daughter of Fujiwara Michicho, she will be their biggest competitor.

Of course, Fujiwara Michicho knew the truth very well, and couldn't help but sigh regretfully. looked up and down: "Even if you don't want to enter the palace, you don't have to do it." The meat is fat! ”

Xining smiled: "I can't hide anything from my father." But the meat is really delicious, and my father's stomach is not suitable for anything too greasy now, so why don't you try it in two days? ”

"No need." Fujiwara Michicho shook his head: "The fish is delicious. ”

It means that you don't want to eat meat. After all, it's hard to change your mind for so long.

"Good!" Xining stood up: "Then the daughter will go to sleep for a while, and then make food for her father later." ”

"Well, go ahead." It's really time to rest, I haven't slept all night.

After sleeping for an hour, it was noon. Although he could have missed the meal, Heinin got up anyway.

Instead of cooking porridge, the fish that was delivered yesterday was picked out of the thorns, and flour and egg whites were added to make a fish paste. Scoop a spoon into hot water and boil a pot of fish ball soup. Cut the garlic leaves into minced pieces and sprinkle them on them, and they will be green and green, which will make you appetize.

Xining didn't want to be a filial daughter and her body collapsed, so after she passed, she asked someone to serve Fujiwara Michicho and eat it with her. After Fujiwara Michicho finished eating, he went back to the house and continued to sleep.

In this way, she was in charge of the three meals a day for the Fujiwara Michigan, and although Mrs. Ryonko and Mrs. Akiko came to pass the word and said that they wanted to come, they were all rejected by the Fujiwara Michigan. The reason is, stay well, Prince Dunkang's people may still want to arrest someone to exchange hostages, and don't make trouble.

Fujiwara Michicho's body recovered quickly, and Xining asked people to wash all the makeup on his face, even if the head without eyebrows looked a little funny, it was better than brushing a big white face.

He also said that he wanted to keep the wound from becoming infected, and sent someone to wipe his body every day. It is said that the first time I wiped my body, the dirt on my body was all strips.

Fujiwara Michicho also felt comfortable, and the brazier in the house was warm and the food was good. was afraid that he would be bored, so he called an artist to play and sing.

Xinin delivered food again, and Fujiwara Michicho was already able to sit up on his own. With a bowl of rice and a piece of clothing draped over his body, he ate by himself.

He asked strangely, "Why have you been eating river fish these days, but you haven't seen sea fish?" ”

The weather is cold, and it is a good time to eat marine fish. When the fish are delivered, they are frozen hard, and if it is not winter, it is only dried or salted, and the taste is not as delicious as frozen.

Xining picked up a piece of fried fish wrapped in a crispy coat: "Sea fish is not good for wound healing, and it will take a few days to eat it after the thread is removed." ”

"I have a heart. It doesn't matter if you don't have sea fish, and the river fish meat is also quite delicious, but I didn't expect there to be so many ways to make it. Fujiwara Michicho picked up some fried meat with winter bamboo shoots and put it in his mouth.

Because I don't eat pork, I replace it with fish, and the fish is tender and smooth, and I put it in oil and fry it in order to make it stronger.

Fujiwara Michicho closed his eyes and savored it, and let out a long breath, "It's so delicious!" ”

"It's good if my father likes to eat." Hienin smiled and continued to eat her own.

It's a pity to think about it, the daughter of the Fujiwara family doesn't need cooking skills, and with the intelligence of the fifth daughter, it would be good if she could be sent to the palace. But that's right, at present, the four daughters in the palace are all Mrs. Lunzi, if the son enters the palace, life may not be easy, and the four vinegar jars treat the son more harshly and strictly than other noble women.

Seven days later, Xining examined the wound and found it healing well, so the stitches were removed.

After the wound was removed, he was going back, but Fujiwara Michicho didn't say he was leaving. As a result, two days later, the eldest brother and the second brother couldn't wait, so they came directly with an ox cart and asked Fujiwara Michicho to go back.

Fujiwara Michicho was in the ox cart, looking at the five girls outside the window, and wanted to say, in fact, he didn't want to go.

Ah Kui asked someone to hand over more than a dozen food boxes to his entourage: "This is the snack that Miss prepared for the adults on the way, and a few boxes are for Mrs. Lunzi, Mrs. Mingzi and all the adults." ”

"Father takes care of his health, and also says hello to my mother for me!" Xining bowed respectfully.

"You should also take care of yourself, and go home more when you have time." Fujiwara Michicho sighed again and lowered the thick curtain.

After the car left, Xining walked in the door and walked into the room in small steps.

When I arrived in the room, I began to take off the heavy twelve orders: "Oh, it's dead, hurry up and get me a padded jacket." I'm going to go to the hot springs, and I'm going to ask the kitchen to cook the meat quickly, and I'm going to eat the meat after I take a shower. Boiled meat, barbecued meat, stir-fried meat, you name it! ”

Fujiwara Michicho arrived at the house and walked in, and the ladies of the family had already lined up according to their status to greet them.

After Fujiwara Michicho sat down, he let the other concubines leave.

Mrs. Lunzi stepped forward and knelt beside her: "Hurry up and bring the prepared meal." ”

Two people at the low table were lifted and placed in front of them. All of them are one small lamp, one small lamp, and there are seven or eight kinds.

Fujiwara Michicho picked up the chopsticks and took a bite and frowned. Why are the pickles in the house so unpalatable, I picked up the soup and drank it, it was kelp soup, and it was not delicious at all. It's still a delicious fish soup from Zunzi.

Throw down the chopsticks: "I'm not hungry yet, I ate some on the way." It's a snack made by Zunzi, and by the way, she also prepared a box for you. ”

Asked someone to bring the box up, and Fujiwara Michicho asked Mrs. Akiko to come up and get it.