Chapter 1309
Willing to Be an Ugly Girl 36
Chapter 1309 Willing to Be an Ugly Girl 36
"Don't throw up, eat it, it's delicious." Xining laughed.
A Ling could only have a bitter face, chewed the beef a few times, and ate it.This lady, really... But the taste seems to be good, not bad, but too delicious.
Xining laughed so hard that she covered her stomach and lay on the floor mat.It took a while to hold back, and said with a smile: "You don't want to accompany me anymore, let's go and eat with Xia Shu and the others. Tonight is New Year's Eve, and it's rare to relax yourself once."
A Ling looked sideways, and Xia Shu and the others were eating and drinking happily around the two stoves. Since the young lady started eating meat, she was the only one who insisted on her principles, and the others had long since followed suit.
But thinking about it, the meat is really delicious, and the young lady doesn't care about it, so why is she a maid?Simply go all out!
After answering, he stood up and walked over there.And there, Xia Shu and Caiyue had been waiting for a long time, beckoning her to sit down with a faint smile, a pair of chopsticks and a bowl stuffed in her hand, and they put beef and sliced meat into her bowl.
Stuffing the meat into her mouth and adding sake, A Ling felt that she was also affected, and she was in the same boat.Secretly shed tears and continued to eat.
Zhonggong and the prince's son Yu returned to the palace on the third day.And Xi Ning didn't go back, just caressing about being happy every day.
After eating the Lantern Festival, it was the end of the New Year. Xining put on a comfortable cotton coat, covered the stove, and enjoyed the snow scene.Soon, spring will come, the snow will melt, and she will move from Xuemei Courtyard to Chunxi Courtyard again, a year flies by so fast.
Suddenly Zaemon came running quickly, and Xining watched the wooden clogs on his feet stepping quickly all the way.
Zaemon half-kneeled and saluted, panting.She blinked strangely: "Saemon, how did you manage not to slip?"
Zaemon finally calmed down: "Miss is not good, someone wants to kill Master Dao..."
Xi Ning stood up abruptly with the hand stove in hand, and the quilt covering her feet fell on the mat.
"Master Daoist, Lord Lai Tong, Lord Lai Zong..."
Xi Ning interrupted impatiently: "Choose what's important!"
"There were people chasing after them, so I let them in on my own initiative!"
Xi Ning walked forward quickly to meet Mr. Fujiwara and his brothers.In my memory, it seems that nothing happened at that time.
Except at the New Year's Eve dinner, Hiroko and Xizi sneered at her.Of course, the body owner was still young at that time, so he didn't quite understand many meanings in the words.All he knew was to follow Mrs. Mingzi and others to salute.
On the first day after the festival, Mr. Fujiwara did not come home very late. All he knew was that the mansion seemed to be very tense, and Mrs. Akiko asked her to come over because of this.She fell asleep, but Mrs. Mingzi seemed to have stayed up all night. On the second day, the mansion was as before.
It seems that on the way to the court, the cattle that ran into a car were frightened, and Mr. Fujiwara was slightly injured. In order not to worry the two wives, they went to stay with the eldest son Laitong for one night.Several domestic servants were also injured or even killed.
Now it seems that it is complete nonsense, something happened.
One month after the incident, Mr. Fujiwara healed his wounds, resigned from his post as Minister of the Taizheng, shaved his hair, and devoted himself to practicing Buddhism.In the spring of the second year, he officially became a monk.
Xining walked to Xia Yuyuan and saw the injured Fujiwara Michizag, eldest brother Lai Tong, fifth brother Jiaotong; second brother Lai Zong, fourth brother Nengxin, and sixth brother Changjia.
The eldest brother is 26 years old. He is quite calm with other brothers who are two or three years apart in age. They all hold a knife in one hand and are covered with blood. Some of their court clothes have been cut. Fortunately, it is not a vital part. It doesn't look like it's seriously hurt.
The sixth brother was crying, his eyes and nose were red from the cold when he was blown by the wind.Sixth brother is only 13 years old after the new year, obviously frightened.
In addition to the third brother who became a monk and the seventh brother who is still young, he can take a family portrait of father and son.
It's not good to give power to the government and the public. Once you go to the court, you are almost taken over by the whole family.
The five elder brothers stared at the fifth younger sister who was wearing a strange dress, and there were seven or eight maidservants behind her.
"Fifth sister, what are you wearing?" The eldest son Lai Tong looked at the cotton robe, which seemed to be dressed in the Central Plains of China.
Xining approached Mr. Fujiwara and looked at the wound.An arrow hit the chest: "The arrow must be removed, the wound must be cleaned."
Standing up, he casually pointed at a few servants who were in distress but were not injured: "You guys, move the Daoist Master to Xuemei Courtyard, the innermost courtyard is to the north, and there are plum trees to defend against the enemy. There is a brazier in the room."
Turning to A Ling, she said, "Go back and prepare hot water, gauze, scissors, candles, and needles and threads."
Then he said to Xia Shu who was waiting next to him, "Go to Ah Kui's place, tell her to wake up everyone, take the weapons that can be carried, and go to Xuemei Courtyard."
Then he said to Zaemon: "You take someone to guard the door. If someone calls the door, don't open it. Don't admit that someone has entered the village."
"Yes!" Zaemon half-kneeled to accept the order, and then said with anxiety, "But I never lie, and I swear not to lie."
Xining rolled his eyes: "Then ask others to tell it, then it will not be considered a lie."
Zaemon Daigo: "That's right!" After standing up, he quickly walked towards the gate.
Watching Zunzi arrange things in an orderly manner, it calmed down the panic-stricken people a little.
The servants carefully carried Mr. Fujiwara out, while the four sons escorted him.
Seeing Brother Six still wiping his nose, Xi Ning walked over and handed him the hand stove wrapped in a cotton cover: "It's cold, let's warm up your hands. You are the son of the Fujiwara family. Look at the brothers, it's about time. Man. Go!"
Sixth Brother sniffed: "Mmm~" followed her and walked away.
In fact, I really don't want to care about this sixth brother. In order to climb up, he became Mrs. Lunzi's son, but after all, he came out of a mother's belly.Some things are really uncertain. Even the third brother, who is smarter than the sixth brother, has been tricked into becoming a monk. It is not impossible to trick this guy into taking other wives as his mother.
Arriving at Xuemei Courtyard, A Ling had already prepared most of the things and was still busy making things up.
Xia Shu poured hot water, and Xining went to wash his hands: "Take off the clothes, and cut off one side if you can't take them off."
The four older brothers are very busy. They are all served by others on weekdays, and they have never gone out to fight. It is normal for them to be in a hurry.
In the end, the accompanying domestic servant with a knife stepped forward and skillfully cut open the bloated and large court robe with a small knife, exposing the wound where the arrow had been shot.
Seeing Miss Wu holding a knife, the tip of the knife was burning on the candle.The bodyguard couldn't help asking: "Do you want to heal your wounds?"
"No need!" Xining concentrated on watching the tip of the knife burn red on the fire: "You know, the arrow is near the heart vein. If my father dies, you will commit suicide. I will come and spare your life." , you can go and avenge Master Daoist."
At present, the Bushido spirit has not yet reached the point of perversion, but death for the Lord has already taken shape.
When the guard heard this, he was immediately moved: "Yes, Miss Zunzi."
Xi Ning turned his head to the side, and lowered his voice: "Go and help suppress it, bite a piece of cloth in your mouth or something."
That way, yelling about the pain won't feel like a shame.
(End of this chapter)
"Don't throw up, eat it, it's delicious." Xining laughed.
A Ling could only have a bitter face, chewed the beef a few times, and ate it.This lady, really... But the taste seems to be good, not bad, but too delicious.
Xining laughed so hard that she covered her stomach and lay on the floor mat.It took a while to hold back, and said with a smile: "You don't want to accompany me anymore, let's go and eat with Xia Shu and the others. Tonight is New Year's Eve, and it's rare to relax yourself once."
A Ling looked sideways, and Xia Shu and the others were eating and drinking happily around the two stoves. Since the young lady started eating meat, she was the only one who insisted on her principles, and the others had long since followed suit.
But thinking about it, the meat is really delicious, and the young lady doesn't care about it, so why is she a maid?Simply go all out!
After answering, he stood up and walked over there.And there, Xia Shu and Caiyue had been waiting for a long time, beckoning her to sit down with a faint smile, a pair of chopsticks and a bowl stuffed in her hand, and they put beef and sliced meat into her bowl.
Stuffing the meat into her mouth and adding sake, A Ling felt that she was also affected, and she was in the same boat.Secretly shed tears and continued to eat.
Zhonggong and the prince's son Yu returned to the palace on the third day.And Xi Ning didn't go back, just caressing about being happy every day.
After eating the Lantern Festival, it was the end of the New Year. Xining put on a comfortable cotton coat, covered the stove, and enjoyed the snow scene.Soon, spring will come, the snow will melt, and she will move from Xuemei Courtyard to Chunxi Courtyard again, a year flies by so fast.
Suddenly Zaemon came running quickly, and Xining watched the wooden clogs on his feet stepping quickly all the way.
Zaemon half-kneeled and saluted, panting.She blinked strangely: "Saemon, how did you manage not to slip?"
Zaemon finally calmed down: "Miss is not good, someone wants to kill Master Dao..."
Xi Ning stood up abruptly with the hand stove in hand, and the quilt covering her feet fell on the mat.
"Master Daoist, Lord Lai Tong, Lord Lai Zong..."
Xi Ning interrupted impatiently: "Choose what's important!"
"There were people chasing after them, so I let them in on my own initiative!"
Xi Ning walked forward quickly to meet Mr. Fujiwara and his brothers.In my memory, it seems that nothing happened at that time.
Except at the New Year's Eve dinner, Hiroko and Xizi sneered at her.Of course, the body owner was still young at that time, so he didn't quite understand many meanings in the words.All he knew was to follow Mrs. Mingzi and others to salute.
On the first day after the festival, Mr. Fujiwara did not come home very late. All he knew was that the mansion seemed to be very tense, and Mrs. Akiko asked her to come over because of this.She fell asleep, but Mrs. Mingzi seemed to have stayed up all night. On the second day, the mansion was as before.
It seems that on the way to the court, the cattle that ran into a car were frightened, and Mr. Fujiwara was slightly injured. In order not to worry the two wives, they went to stay with the eldest son Laitong for one night.Several domestic servants were also injured or even killed.
Now it seems that it is complete nonsense, something happened.
One month after the incident, Mr. Fujiwara healed his wounds, resigned from his post as Minister of the Taizheng, shaved his hair, and devoted himself to practicing Buddhism.In the spring of the second year, he officially became a monk.
Xining walked to Xia Yuyuan and saw the injured Fujiwara Michizag, eldest brother Lai Tong, fifth brother Jiaotong; second brother Lai Zong, fourth brother Nengxin, and sixth brother Changjia.
The eldest brother is 26 years old. He is quite calm with other brothers who are two or three years apart in age. They all hold a knife in one hand and are covered with blood. Some of their court clothes have been cut. Fortunately, it is not a vital part. It doesn't look like it's seriously hurt.
The sixth brother was crying, his eyes and nose were red from the cold when he was blown by the wind.Sixth brother is only 13 years old after the new year, obviously frightened.
In addition to the third brother who became a monk and the seventh brother who is still young, he can take a family portrait of father and son.
It's not good to give power to the government and the public. Once you go to the court, you are almost taken over by the whole family.
The five elder brothers stared at the fifth younger sister who was wearing a strange dress, and there were seven or eight maidservants behind her.
"Fifth sister, what are you wearing?" The eldest son Lai Tong looked at the cotton robe, which seemed to be dressed in the Central Plains of China.
Xining approached Mr. Fujiwara and looked at the wound.An arrow hit the chest: "The arrow must be removed, the wound must be cleaned."
Standing up, he casually pointed at a few servants who were in distress but were not injured: "You guys, move the Daoist Master to Xuemei Courtyard, the innermost courtyard is to the north, and there are plum trees to defend against the enemy. There is a brazier in the room."
Turning to A Ling, she said, "Go back and prepare hot water, gauze, scissors, candles, and needles and threads."
Then he said to Xia Shu who was waiting next to him, "Go to Ah Kui's place, tell her to wake up everyone, take the weapons that can be carried, and go to Xuemei Courtyard."
Then he said to Zaemon: "You take someone to guard the door. If someone calls the door, don't open it. Don't admit that someone has entered the village."
"Yes!" Zaemon half-kneeled to accept the order, and then said with anxiety, "But I never lie, and I swear not to lie."
Xining rolled his eyes: "Then ask others to tell it, then it will not be considered a lie."
Zaemon Daigo: "That's right!" After standing up, he quickly walked towards the gate.
Watching Zunzi arrange things in an orderly manner, it calmed down the panic-stricken people a little.
The servants carefully carried Mr. Fujiwara out, while the four sons escorted him.
Seeing Brother Six still wiping his nose, Xi Ning walked over and handed him the hand stove wrapped in a cotton cover: "It's cold, let's warm up your hands. You are the son of the Fujiwara family. Look at the brothers, it's about time. Man. Go!"
Sixth Brother sniffed: "Mmm~" followed her and walked away.
In fact, I really don't want to care about this sixth brother. In order to climb up, he became Mrs. Lunzi's son, but after all, he came out of a mother's belly.Some things are really uncertain. Even the third brother, who is smarter than the sixth brother, has been tricked into becoming a monk. It is not impossible to trick this guy into taking other wives as his mother.
Arriving at Xuemei Courtyard, A Ling had already prepared most of the things and was still busy making things up.
Xia Shu poured hot water, and Xining went to wash his hands: "Take off the clothes, and cut off one side if you can't take them off."
The four older brothers are very busy. They are all served by others on weekdays, and they have never gone out to fight. It is normal for them to be in a hurry.
In the end, the accompanying domestic servant with a knife stepped forward and skillfully cut open the bloated and large court robe with a small knife, exposing the wound where the arrow had been shot.
Seeing Miss Wu holding a knife, the tip of the knife was burning on the candle.The bodyguard couldn't help asking: "Do you want to heal your wounds?"
"No need!" Xining concentrated on watching the tip of the knife burn red on the fire: "You know, the arrow is near the heart vein. If my father dies, you will commit suicide. I will come and spare your life." , you can go and avenge Master Daoist."
At present, the Bushido spirit has not yet reached the point of perversion, but death for the Lord has already taken shape.
When the guard heard this, he was immediately moved: "Yes, Miss Zunzi."
Xi Ning turned his head to the side, and lowered his voice: "Go and help suppress it, bite a piece of cloth in your mouth or something."
That way, yelling about the pain won't feel like a shame.
(End of this chapter)