Chapter 252 The Land Buns
"Speak, are you mute?"
Fujiwara Yu reached out to pull the neckline of Fumimi Kaoru, trying to force him to bend over, but he didn't pull it all at once, making Fujiwara Yu hang on his chest like a sloth.
The latter was so angry that he planned to kick Fumimi Deer in the knee, forcing Fumimi Deer to kneel down, and then detained a charge of obstructing official duties, throwing this guy into the police station and teaching him a lesson for ten days and half a month.
Before he could do it, he heard a cold and tired female voice from the other end of the porch: "He is the guest I invited."
Fujiwara Yui turned around, and the rest looked up. The Western bell hanging in the hall rang out, and diamond-shaped light spots were cast on the eaves. The princess was wearing plain white, and her skin was paler than the newly pasted Tang paper on the paper door.
She stood under the arched porch, with a white jade hairpin tied to her temples and a tear mole on the corner of her eyes. The waves flowed like vortex patterns on the koi pond. Her blue blue belt folded seventeen thin folds around her waist, and her figure was slender and soft.
Fushimi Lu finally knew why Prince Fumien died early.
Even Yuan Yuzi thinks that the princess is so beautiful, not ordinary, and is more beautiful than Mom Jiang. She has obviously given birth to a child and her skin is so smooth and delicate, so she can only say that she is a princess.
Ono Xuan hurried forward, reached out to support the mistress, and whispered to ask when Princess Kiko got up and whether she needed to eat. The latter did not answer, looked at Fushimi Deer for a moment, and said softly, "I forgot that I am not well served, I have been waiting for you for a long time... Please come in."
Yu Fujiwara came to his senses. He just looked straight. The temperament of this woman was not comparable to those vulgar fans outside... This was the first time he encountered a situation where his mother was more beautiful than his daughter. It was probably because Prince Furen's genes were not strong, which lowered his daughter's appearance.
As soon as Concubine Kiko spoke, he had no intention of calculating like a psychic liar. He immediately spoke a few polite words to show politeness, and then he became the first to enter the reception room.
The rest followed closely and sat down on the cushion. There was a tea table in the middle, and Princess Kiko sat upright on the main seat and personally boiled water and brewed tea.
According to Japanese tea ceremony etiquette, the host and the guest cannot speak until the water boils.
After all, Genyuko is also a daughter of a famous family. She knows this rule and sits upright and doesn't put on sunglasses on her chest without saying a word. In order not to lose face, Yazaki Momo has done his homework. He has made up for the tea ceremony before coming, and now he sits upright and doesn't say anything. Fushimi Tak forgot this, but he can read the air, and no one else speaks.
Only Fujiwara Yuki was unknown. After he sat down, he asked Ono Xuan to get a fruit plate. The latter ignored him. He was displeased and turned to Kiko's sarcastic spirit, claiming that he would not recruit such a maid who was invisible.
Princess Kiko did not answer, folded her hands, sat upright beside the cushion, quietly waiting for the mountain spring water to boil.
Fujiwara Yuu made a fuss about himself and felt more and more unhappy, as if he was holding back a stream of evil fire and had nowhere to vent.
Stinky woman, didn’t she just marry a royal relative? Do you really think you have flew up to the branch and become a phoenix?
After waiting for a while, the water in the teapot finally boiled. Princess Kiko picked up the teapot with cotton cloth, and the fire was burning. She cleaned the tea set, brewed tea, ordered tea, and dripping. A set of movements flowed, and the tea fragrance suddenly swayed inside.
"Ono Xuan is not a servant. She has served at home for more than ten years and regards me as her mistress. I will naturally treat her like my family." Concubine Kiko said slowly.
Fujiwara Yu's face suddenly turned red. No matter how stupid he was, he could hear that Princess Kiko was slapping him in the face in public.
It's not over yet, but Kiko continued to say, "Mr. Fujiwara scolded Miss Tamako for not being polite. May I ask Mr. Fujiwara... I came without telling me and trespassing the widow's disciple. Is this what the polite keeper should do?"
Fujiwara Yuki's red face turned pale again. He was very angry, but he couldn't turn against Princess Kiko. As she said, she is now a widow, and anyone who dares to bully her would be like slapping the Japanese royal family in the face. Even if you want to bully, the appearance of eating on the surface should not be too ugly. At least you have to wait for Miss Akishinomiya's first seven to go over.
"I care about Mako and want to watch the psychic ritual. If that liar...ah, if the tail slit can really be psychic, I will definitely answer the private affairs between Mako and Mako." Fujiwara Yu said with a tense face.
Yazaki Momo widened her eyes, and she heard the shocking melon again, quietly reached into her pocket and pressed down the recorder.
Gentako was also shocked. Listening to the tone of Section Chief Fujiwara, could he be Miss Akishinomiya's boyfriend?
If you think about it carefully, you will be a good match and match.
The expression on Princess Kiko's face finally fluctuated. She tightened her lips, was silent for a moment, and said, "I know Mako better than you, and you don't need to confront Mrs. Fujiwara, please go back."
"This is indefinite." Fujiwara Yuki smiled proudly: "Some things are only known to men."
Genyuko's mind turned around three times before she understood what he meant. She suddenly felt that Section Chief Fujiwara was a little too much. If it were her, after her daughter died, she would suddenly hear such obscure and vulgar words, and maybe she would pour hot tea on Section Chief Fujiwara's face.
Blue veins rose from Princess Kiko's forehead. She took a deep breath and poured tea for everyone. The water column was very stable and was not messy at all.
"I thank you for your kindness when Fujiwara Jun can have this heart." She said calmly.
Fujiwara Yu felt that he had surpassed the princess in his momentum. Seeing the princess’s defeated look, he felt very happy. Even if he went to play with ten popular female stars, he was not so happy.
Seeing that the mistress was humiliated, Ono Xuan could only change the topic and signal everyone to taste the tea.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Yuan Yuzi picked up the teacup with both hands, took a sip, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but praise, "Good tea!"
Upon hearing this, Concubine Ji Zi finally had a little smile: "My husband was a tea nerd during his lifetime. I thank him for his blessing. I also understand the tea ceremony... This is the earliest jade dew tea this year, supplemented by fresh mountain spring water. How does it taste?"
Yuan Yuzi smashed it. Although her taste has not deteriorated, she has given the teacher the knowledge she learned in tea ceremony class. She only knows how to drink it, but doesn't know how to appreciate it. In the end, she can only say dryly: "It's very delicious, very awesome!"
"Cut, earthy bun."
Fujiwara Yuki suddenly interrupted, claiming that truly rich people should drink red wine, and they have more background and mood. Only those nobles who are "declined in the sky" will drink tea to support the scene.
This was too straightforward and Yuan Yuzi felt it was really harsh.
But then she thought, maybe there was any conflict between her mother-in-law and her son-in-law. She is an outsider who doesn't know the whole picture and should not participate in other people's family affairs.
But the more Fujiwara Yu said, the more he was, he boasted about the long history of the wine estate, and then said that the tea leaves were not worth it. After listening for a long time, Genyuko finally heard a familiar wine name. Fujiwara Yu also said that she had spent a lot of money to treasure a bottle. She couldn't help it and whispered:
"What's the matter? Fushimi-kun often uses it to soak his feet!"
The reception room suddenly became quiet, with only the thrilling sound of charcoal burning in the stove.
(This chapter ends)