Summer passes, autumn arrives.

Eating meat, drinking sake, and admiring the autumn leaves of the trees, Xining is so happy that he doesn't want it.

In November, before the beginning of winter, finally Kuanzi officially became the middle palace of the Heavenly King, and Hiroko became the crown prince's female queen.

Mrs. Akiko sent a letter to her to return to the feast.

Xining wanted to go back and see, this was a very famous banquet. Not only is it very lively, but the father, who is the owner, said to the moon that night the famous words "This world is my world, like the moon is full".

But she couldn't go back, the feast was lively, but eating, drinking, and dressing would annoy her to death.

The reason why the canonization is held in November is because it is necessary to wear a heavy twelve, if it is not when the weather is a little cold, it will be too hot and it will be too hot and unlucky, so it is set before the beginning of winter.

Think about wearing twelve slips, pretending to kneel on the banquet, kneeling for an hour or two, and pretending to be a lady, and not eating more, it is too uncomfortable.

Another point, if she goes back this time, there is definitely a chance that Mrs. Akiko will dress her up "beautifully". That is to shave the eyebrows, dye the teeth, and draw a big white face. Let everyone see that the fifth lady of the Fujiwara family is actually very "beautiful". It would be better to kill her.

So he wrote a letter to refuse, but asked Ah Kui to send a letter back to persuade Mrs. Akiko.

It's been more than half a year, and in order to avoid Mrs. Lunzi's suspicion, it's natural not to go back. Although a mother doesn't want her daughter's "ugly" reputation to spread far and wide, compared to life, this ugliness is nothing.

And some of the season's ingredients were delivered with the car, which can be regarded as a dedication.

When it was time for the banquet, Xining suddenly became interested, called a good drum class, and held a small banquet in his own village. This can be regarded as having fun with the family, which can also be said.

Although the main body has the memory of the singing and dancing music of this era, according to her standards, she really can't appreciate it.

But you still have to learn it yourself, after all, it's rare to come once, life, whether it's good or bad, try to try, maybe you can accept it?

When the weeping and complaining curtains sounded; The sheng and flute seemed to blow continuously in one breath, and four people in richly colored costumes and masks walked slowly to the music, and Xining felt that he still couldn't appreciate it.

Anyway, let the people in the village see it, and she focused on the food.

In order to prevent Leban from seeing her, a bamboo curtain was hung in front of her, so they couldn't see the food. It's just the right time to eat and have fun.

In winter, the snow soon arrived. On a snowy day, it is natural to hold the stove and enjoy the snow and drink sake, which is the most comfortable. Not only that, but Xining also made a few dishes made of plum blossoms.

The people in the village already know the temper of Miss Five, anyway, as long as she eats it and is not poisoned, she can toss delicious dishes.

It's not yet the Chinese New Year, and Xining is thinking about how to refuse if Mrs. Akiko writes again. After all, if you don't go back for the New Year, it's a bit unreasonable.

I haven't thought of a way yet, the letter has already come, and Fujiwara Michicho is sick.

Just after the hour, the doorman of Fujiwara's mansion heard movement outside, and someone was knocking on the door: "Miss Zunko is back, open the door quickly!" ”

Miss Zunko? Is that Miss Zunko, who has been living in the village and meditating?

The doorman hurriedly opened the door, although the status of the fifth lady was higher than that of Mrs. Lunzi's concubine, but it was not something that he could neglect.

"Hurry up and go in and say, Miss Zunko is back." The doorman nodded in greeting.

Xining walked inside: "How is my father now?" ”

The doorman followed alongside: "The master has been asked to do it, and the palace has also sent an imperial doctor, who is waiting inside." ”

Ah Ling stretched out the umbrella and escorted Miss Five into the hospital.

As soon as I stepped into the main courtyard, I heard the sound of chanting and knocking on the wooden fish. In the past, a master dressed in the clothes of an onmyoji, facing a brazier, holding a posture with his hands pinched, and his eyes closed, chanted a word, suddenly opened his eyes, and roared: "Evil is removed!" ”

The fire in the brazier jumped up with his roar and jumped half a meter high. The fiery red light illuminated his overpowered, somewhat hideous face.

Xining raised her eyebrows, slowed down only slightly, and then continued to move forward.

There are about a dozen monks sitting under the corridor and in the corridor, cross-legged on the futon, holding Buddhist beads and various ritual instruments, some turning Buddhist beads, some beating Dharma instruments, chanting scriptures.

And Fujiwara Michicho was lying in the middle of the innermost, looking not very good, not moving, not moving, his unpowdered face was gray, with old age spots, like a quail egg.

Well, she was wrong, after all, she was the owner's father, and she couldn't still think about eating at this time.

Mrs. Lunzi and Mrs. Mingzi were kneeling on the left and right, and they were chanting something in their mouths, and they didn't know whether it was chanting sutras or talismans.

In this case, even if Fujiwara Michigan is good, where is the credit? Onmyoji or monk?

The corners of Xining's mouth twitched, she walked over, knelt down and saluted, secretly cleared her throat, and then began to howl with a crying voice: "Father, father, wake up, I'm the son, the son has come back to see you." ”

She didn't expect that her voice would be so loud, she ate and drank well on weekdays, and her body was quite good. forcibly suppressed the voices of so many monks chanting scriptures around him.

Mrs. Mingzi immediately threw herself on the couch and cried: "My lord, Dao Lord, wake up quickly, the Venerable Son you have been thinking about is back." ”

I can't forget anything, and I didn't send it to the palace, and I didn't have the youngest daughter, Mrs. Lunzi's face was fleeting. Then he raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears: "My lord, just open your eyes." ”

Xining crawled over on her knees and asked Mrs. Akiko, "How many days has my father fainted?" ”

Mrs. Akiko was stunned for a moment and replied, "I fainted for a while at first, and then I was so sick that I couldn't get up." Tonight, I added a bowl of seven-vegetable porridge and went to sleep. ”

I've been sleeping for a long time, and it's midnight, of course.

Xining looked behind him suspiciously: "Then what are they doing?" ”

"Exorcise evil spirits and ask for blessings." Mrs. Akiko looked at her instead. The middle of the night is the time when the evil is the most, and Fujiwara Michicho is so sick that he can't get up, for fear of being taken away by the evil at night, so he naturally asks someone to exorcise the demon and bless him.

Xining really couldn't cry or laugh, and she couldn't say that this would affect her sleep.

"Ahem." Fujiwara Michicho, who was startled, moved and opened his cloudy eyes.

Well, the two ladies looked happy again, and called the old man to wake up.

Mrs. Akiko shouted in order to let Fujiwara Michicho see clearly the five daughters who had lived outside for a long time.

"Ahem!" Fujiwara Michicho turned his gaze and muttered, "Oh, Zunzi." ”

Xining stood up and yelled, "Okay! ”

The voice was so loud that the room trembled, and the monks stopped and looked at her in astonishment.