Chapter 1302 Willing to be an ugly girl 29
He just went ahead and got a small samurai training uniform, and also asked someone to get a small wooden sword.
On the third day, Xining was wearing a training suit with wide trousers that could be lowered at the waist, holding a wooden sword, and waiting for the dejected and unwilling Zaemon in the large training room specially opened for him.
Aling, who was kneeling next to her, rolled her eyes, as if he was the only one who was unhappy, but in fact she was the one who was unhappy. As a personal maid, I had to accompany her here and watch the fifth lady go crazy. Eating meat, bathing and washing hair don't count, now I have to practice swordsmanship.
"Miss Takashi really wants to learn swordsmanship?" Zaemon said bitterly. He was just a sword-carrying servant who looked after the house, ran errands and delivered letters. He taught the lady to learn swordsmanship, which probably no sword-carrying servant had ever done.
"Of course!" Xining held the wooden sword used by children with both hands and pointed at Zaemon, looking quite impressive: "Where should I learn first?"
He couldn't teach him this. If the Taoist master found out about it, he wouldn't have anyone beat him to death.
Of course, Shining knew what Zaemon was thinking. It was only the Heian era, and there was no concept of samurai and seppuku. A servant with a sword was just a servant who knew how to use a sword.
Don't use Fujiwara Nobunaga to pressure him. Instead, remind him to go back and ask his master for his opinion.
So he directly raised his wooden sword and struck at Zuemon.
Saemon subconsciously raised his wooden sword to block it. He only dared to block it but did not dare to fight back. If he hadn't been good at martial arts, he would have been beaten on the head, but even so, he was in a very embarrassing situation.
After Xi Ning took a few breaths, he was a little out of breath. It seems that Zaemon is unwilling to teach. He would rather be beaten than teach.
She turned to look at the kneeling men next to her, who were trying hard to keep the corners of their mouths from smiling.
He pointed at the first one casually with his wooden sword: "You, come here and practice with me."
The servant was stunned for a moment, and Zaemon was happy when he heard this. He quickly said with a straight face and eyes: "What are you still doing there? Didn't you hear the lady's order?"
The servant had no choice but to stand up, and walked over slowly with a sad face as if he was about to be executed.
"Oh, that's right." Xining bowed to Zaemon: "Thank you for your advice."
Zuemon was so frightened that his feet went weak, he knelt down and said quickly: "Young man, you don't dare!"
Xining looked confused: "Don't we need to bow and thank you during competitions?"
Zaemon smiled bitterly, where did the fifth lady hear all these messy things, and bow and thank her even after a fight?
Since there is no need to bow, then don't be pretentious. I have long been tired of all the extremely hypocritical red tape in this era.
Xining picked up the wooden sword and pointed it at the servant holding the wooden sword: "Take the move, ah~~~"
For a long time, Xining "sparred" with three servants in a row. He was so tired that he stopped. Sitting on the ground, he panted and waved his hands: "Okay, okay. That's it for today."
Aling immediately ran over with Natsuki and Natsuki, handed over a wet towel, and fanned herself, saying, "Miss Zunzi is so amazing, yes, she is so amazing..."
The servants found it funny. This kind of scene can be seen in wealthy houses, but the one surrounded by the noble man is a young lady. Why does it look so weird!
Xining stood up: "This is a training room. You must practice diligently and not neglect your martial arts. When you return to my father one day, don't be inferior to those in the mansion."
Seeing the fifth lady leaving with a group of maids, the eleven people stared at each other, as if they had all gained a little weight recently. If you eat well, you will be fine, and it will be difficult not to get fat.
Zaemon nodded: "What Ms. Takashi said makes sense. Starting from today, everyone must practice for an hour every day. When not on duty, come here to compete with each other."
"Yes~" All the servants could only nod. "Now those who are on duty go out, and those who are not on duty stay!"
Soon the sound of wooden swords clashing with each other during various sword competitions was heard in the room, and from time to time there were shouts and cheers.
Xining had dinner, went to the hot springs, and lay in bed. Although my arms feel a little sore, they are not as sleepy as before. I feel a little tired. I should fall asleep soon. It seems that there is no harm in exercising. I will continue to work hard tomorrow.
The next day, Xining stood in the practice room again holding a wooden sword on time.
A group of servants were just messing around with the fifth lady. Those who didn't dare to hurt the fifth lady used their wooden swords to defend themselves. However, they felt that the swords they were attacking were getting heavier and heavier, and the angles were getting more and more tricky. Sometimes, even if they were distracted, they could be struck by the sword. Stung once or twice.
Summer is coming soon. A dragonfly skips the lotus pond and stops on a lotus bud that is about to bloom. The entire lotus pond is already covered with lotus leaves, and many pink lotus flowers are blooming.
The cicadas on the trees made a long noise, and several slaves in summer clothes were rowing a boat. They were all thirteen or fourteen years old, and they were still childish, picking lotus leaves on the lotus pond.
Akui, who was wearing summer clothes, and three other old maids were enjoying the cool in the pavilion by the river. After seeing them, one of them shouted and asked what they were doing.
A slave replied with a smile: "Miss Zunzi needs some lotus leaves and said that we will eat lotus leaf chicken tonight."
Lotus leaf chicken? Stir-fried chicken nuggets with lotus leaves?
"The chicken is wrapped in lotus leaves and cooked... Look, that lotus leaf is nice, big and tender..." There was a lot of laughter on the lake.
"Eating meat again..." One of the old maids waved her fan gently, her tone a bit dissatisfied.
"It's not meat, it's chicken." Akui corrected.
"Chicken and pork, aren't they both meat? What's the difference?" one person said, immediately attracting comments from others.
"The fifth lady spends her days thinking of ways to cook meat, and even practices sword practice with sword-carrying servants. If she doesn't shave her eyebrows or stain her teeth, no one will care about her?"
It is said to be a summer suit, but it also has two layers. Wearing it in the middle of summer, it is very hot. Akui kept waving her fan: "Mrs. Akiko doesn't care. We slaves should stay out of trouble. Keep your mouth shut. This is the duty of a slave."
This was a bit of a warning, but some people didn't believe it. Aoi really said no to Mrs. Akiko. Mrs. Akiko was born into a noble family, and she really allowed Miss Fifth to act like this. Good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. Now everyone inside and outside the palace knows that the fifth lady is an ugly girl who doesn't pay attention to appearance and whose eyebrows are not shaved, like two caterpillars hanging in her eyes.
When these words reached Miss Fifth, instead of being embarrassed, Miss Fifth actually laughed and said that being an ugly girl is not bad, and she might as well be an ugly girl.
I really don’t know what Miss Fifth and Akui are thinking.
"I envy them so much..." Akui let out a long sigh: "They are so young, and being young is good."
Then he thought of something: "It's a hot day today. It seems like I'm going to go find Miss Zunzi and ask her for the clothes she wants to wear. I'll make one of my own. That Tang suit is loose and comfortable, but this dress is simply suffocating." ”
Everyone thought that Akui was just talking casually, but they didn't expect that she actually went to say hello, asked for a piece of clothing, went back and made one in her own size and put it on.
Seeing that Akui was shaking her fan less than usual, the maid also tried to make one and put it on, and it turned out to be more comfortable. So there was an interesting scene in the village where half of the people were wearing Hanfu and half were wearing kimono.
(End of chapter)