Chapter 1305: Willing to be an ugly girl 32
Summer is over and autumn is coming.
Eating meat, drinking sake, and admiring the red leaves on the trees, Xi Ning lived a very happy life.
In November, before the beginning of winter, Kuanzi finally officially became the palace of the Heavenly King, and Xizi became the prince's female concubine.
Mrs. Akiko sent someone to deliver a letter, asking her to go back to attend the banquet.
Xi Ning wanted to go back and have a look. This was a very famous banquet. Not only was it very lively, but the owner's father said the famous words to the moon that night, "This world is my world, just like the full moon."
But she couldn't go back. The banquet was lively, but eating, drinking and dressing would bore her to death.
The reason why the canonization is held in November is because you need to wear heavy clothes. If the weather is not slightly cold, too hot will cause heatstroke, and too cold is unlucky, so it is scheduled before the beginning of winter.
It would be too uncomfortable to think about wearing twelve separate clothes and pretending to kneel down at a banquet for an hour or two, pretending to be a lady and not being able to eat too much.
Another point is that if she goes back this time, Mrs. Akiko will definitely dress her up "beautifully". That means shaving your eyebrows, dyeing your teeth, and painting a white face. Let everyone see that the fifth daughter of the Fujiwara family is actually very "beautiful". It's better to just kill her.
So he wrote a letter to refuse, and asked Akui to send the letter back to persuade Mrs. Akiko.
More than half a year has passed. In order to avoid Mrs. Renzi's suspicion, it is natural not to go back. Although a mother doesn't want her daughter's "ugliness" to be known far and wide, this ugliness is nothing compared to her fate.
Moreover, some seasonal ingredients were delivered in the car, which was considered a great effort.
When it was time for the banquet, Xining suddenly became interested and called a pretty good drumming class, and he also held a small banquet at his farm. This can be regarded as having fun with the family, and that’s understandable.
Although the body owner has the memory of the songs and dances of this era, according to her standards, she really cannot appreciate them.
But you still have to experience it personally. After all, it’s a rare experience. Life is all about giving it a try, no matter whether it’s good or bad. Maybe you can accept it?
When the weeping bamboo basket sounded; the sheng and the flute seemed to be played continuously in one breath, and four people wearing richly colored costumes and masks walked slowly amidst the music, Xi Ning felt that it was indeed I still can’t appreciate it myself.
Anyway, let the people in the village see this thing. She focused on the food.
In order to prevent Leban from seeing her, a bamboo curtain was hung in front to block the food, so they couldn't see the food. Just in time to feast and have a good time.
When winter comes, snow comes quickly. On a snowy day, it is naturally the most comfortable to hold the stove, enjoy the snow and drink sake. Not only that, Xining also prepared some dishes made from plum blossoms.
Everyone in the village already knows the temper of the fifth lady. Anyway, as long as she eats something that is not poisonous, she can cook delicious dishes.
It's not the New Year yet, and Xining is thinking about how to reject Mrs. Mingzi's letter if she writes again. After all, it doesn’t make sense that I won’t go back during the Chinese New Year.
Before he could think of a way, the letter came that Fujiwara Michichi was ill.
Just after midnight, the doorman of Fujiwara Mansion heard movement outside, and someone was knocking on the door: "Miss Takashi is back, open the door quickly!"
Miss Zunzi? Is it Miss Zunzi who has been living in the village for retreat?
The guard quickly opened the door. Although the fifth lady's status was higher than that of Mrs. Renzi's direct daughter, she was not something that a servant like him could neglect.
"Hurry up and say something, Miss Zunzi is back." The guard nodded and bowed to greet her.
Xining walked inside: "How is Father doing now?"
The guard followed beside him: "I have asked the master to do the treatment, and the palace has also sent the imperial doctor. They are all waiting inside." A Ling opened the umbrella and protected the fifth lady into the hospital.
As soon as I stepped into the main courtyard, I heard the sound of chanting sutras and knocking on wooden fish. Next, a master wearing onmyoji clothes was standing in front of a brazier, holding his hands in a gesture, closing his eyes and chanting something. He suddenly opened his eyes and roared: "Remove evil spirits!"
The fire in the brazier jumped up to half a meter in height with his roar. The fiery red light illuminated his overexerted and somewhat ferocious face.
Xining raised his eyebrows, slowed down slightly, and then continued 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 magical instruments. Some are turning the Buddhist beads, some are beating the magical instruments, and chanting sutras.
And Michichi Fujiwara was lying in the middle of the innermost room. He looked like he was not well, not counting the fact that he was motionless. His unpainted face was gray and had age spots, like a quail egg.
Well, she was wrong. After all, he was the biological father of the body owner, so he couldn't still think about eating at this time.
Mrs. Lunzi and Mrs. Akiko were kneeling and sitting on the left and right, and they were also reciting something. They didn't know whether they were chanting sutras or reciting talismans.
In this case, even if Michichi Fujiwara is cured, who gets the credit? Onmyoji or monk?
The corner of Xi Ning's mouth twitched, and he walked over, knelt down to salute, cleared his throat secretly, and then began to cry in a crying voice: "Father, father, wake up, I am your honorable son, and your honorable son has come back to see you. ”
She herself didn't expect that her voice would be so loud. She must have eaten and drank well and maintained a good health. He forcefully suppressed the sounds of so many monks chanting sutras around him.
Mrs. Mingzi immediately threw herself on the couch and started crying: "Sir, Master Taoist, please wake up quickly. The noble son you have never forgotten is back."
She was obsessed with something, and it wasn't the one she sent to the palace, nor was she the youngest daughter. Mrs. Renzi's disdain flashed across her face. Then he raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears: "Sir, just open your eyes."
Xining crawled over on his knees and asked Mrs. Mingzi: "How many days has father been unconscious?"
Mrs. Akiko was stunned and replied: "I just fainted for a while, and then I couldn't get up. I added a bowl of seven-vegetable porridge tonight and went to bed."
I have been sleeping for a long time. It is midnight now, so of course I am sleeping.
Xining looked behind him in confusion: "Then what are they doing?"
"Drive away evil spirits and ask for blessings." Mrs. Akiko looked at her instead. In the middle of the night, when evil spirits are most present, Fujiwara Michichi was too sick to get out of bed. He was afraid that evil spirits would take him away at night, so he naturally asked someone to exorcise and bless him.
Xi Ning really couldn't laugh or cry, but he couldn't say that this would affect his sleep.
"Ahem." The alarmed Fujiwara Michichi moved and opened his cloudy eyes.
Well, the two ladies looked happy again and called the master to wake up.
Mrs. Akiko shouted in order to let Mr. Fujiwara clearly see the five girls who had been living outside for a long time.
"Ahem!" Nozomi Fujiwara turned his eyes and muttered: "Oh, Takashi."
Xining stood up and shouted: "Okay!"
The sound was so loud that it made the room tremble. The monks stopped and looked at her in astonishment.
(End of chapter)