wear it lord god

Chapter 1287 Willing to Be an Ugly Girl 14
Having said this, I am telling everyone that Zunzi was not sent to the village.

Mrs. Akiko's elongated face looked a little better.

Xi Ning obediently said "Yes" and then instructed: "Father and mother, don't be too tired. My daughter will leave here. When she is a little bit successful, she will definitely send someone over to let her know."

After getting into the bullock cart, as soon as the wheels moved, Mrs. Mingzi's old tears flowed down.

Seeing that Mr. Fujiwara couldn't bear it, he comforted him: "It's just going to live in the village for a while, and it's not entering the palace. It's fine."

"Who said it's okay, there are people to take care of Xizi when he enters the palace. And my poor Zunzi, who can't stop being suspicious of Zunzi and fighting for power, sending someone to be against Zunzi." The makeup on Mrs. Mingzi's face should have been removed. The tears blurred, and he covered his face with his wide sleeves, crying all the time.

Mr. Fujiwara was in a mess from crying, thinking that this daughter is so smart, she couldn't die young.So he turned his head and shouted, "Saemon!"

A domestic slave with a knife immediately stepped forward, kneeled down and saluted: "My lord."

Mr. Fujiwara issued an order: "Take ten people and follow Takako, and everything will be arranged by the young master."

"Yes!" Zuoemon took the order, turned around immediately, quickly selected ten of the house slaves behind him, rode on his horse, and chased after Miss Zun's convoy that hadn't gone far.

Mr. Fujiwara thought for a while and said, "Housekeeper, go and send my guard of honor to escort me."

When the butler heard this, he immediately ran to the mansion to call for the guard of honor.

With guards of honor and house slaves, Mrs. Mingzi laughed through tears, and immediately covered her face with her sleeves, sobbing: "Thank you, sir, I know that you love your son."

"Takako is the youngest daughter of you and me. How can she not be hurt? My heart is also twitching." Fujiwara Michizane is able to govern when he is in power, and he is not bad at coaxing women.

In fact, what I was thinking in my heart was, can it not hurt, if I find out that Zunzi is going to the village, the old Prince Shengming will go crazy without relying on his old self.

The ceremonial guards going to the court have been suspended, but the ordinary ceremonial guards in normal life must be prepared at all times during the day.He went out soon, and he had already sent people to catch up with the car in front, told them to slow down, and they caught up soon after.

For a while, the convoy to Zhuangshang was no worse than when Miss Fujiwara's family entered the palace.

"Miss, miss!" A Ling called out the window in a low voice.

Xining slightly supported the hem of the bamboo curtain on the window, revealing a gap: "What's the matter?"

As a servant, A Ling does not have the right to ride in a car, and all servants walk outside.

A Ling supported the female hat, raised her head slightly to remind: "Miss, you can show your sleeves outside the window."

When a noble lady travels, she doesn't show her face, and she drags her large and gorgeous sleeves out of the window to let others see a corner of her.On the one hand, it is to show off the family's financial resources, and on the other hand, it is to make people guess the appearance and temperament of the woman in the car.

Xi Ning didn't take it seriously: "With this fighting power, you don't need to show your sleeves." After finishing speaking, she pine under the bamboo curtain and continued to lean against to rest.

This is really "struggling", eleven household slaves with swords, plus a prince-like ceremonial guard, plus a car and accompanying servants, pulled out more than ten meters away.

Along the way, pedestrians gave way one after another.If you don't avoid it, civilians need to kneel down, and untouchables may be beaten.They all hid and watched secretly, seeing the sign of the Fujiwara family on the car, and the accompanying maid, they all guessed that it was a noble lady or wife of the Fujiwara family.

Before leaving the city gate, someone came to inquire.

Naturally, the people who came to ask questions were personal servants. They had to ask who was sitting in the car before they could decide whether to ask to see him or not.

The accompanying servants will naturally respond.

When she found out that it was Miss Fifth of the Fujiwara family, she couldn't help being stunned.

It's not that the female relatives are going to enter the palace, even if Miss Six is ​​going out, she might not be able to have such an aura.Now that you know who it is, of course you don't need to ask to see him. Even if Mr. Fujiwara loves her a nine-year-old fifth lady, she doesn't have to ask to see her given such a situation.

It is easy to please a woman, but it is a bit difficult to please a girl, and there is no reason to ask to see her.

This journey was considered peaceful, with nothing to do, but Xi Ning was bored.It's rare to go out once, and you can't roll up the bamboo curtain to look out, you can only look out through the bamboo curtain.I can vaguely see the bustling streets of Jingdong. This city was built after the Sui and Tang Dynasties Chang'an and Luoyang. It looks clean and prosperous like a replica. In fact, it is only one-fifth of Chang'an's size.Another difference is that a lot of cherry blossoms are planted.

At this time, the cherry blossoms have not yet bloomed, and they will bloom in half a month at most.Once the cherry blossoms bloom, they will soon enter the blooming period, when the whole city will be dressed up like a sea of ​​flowers and be very beautiful.

Xining sighed slightly, but it's a pity that she had to leave immediately, otherwise she would have seen such a grand occasion when she left when the cherry blossoms were in bloom.

Think about sitting in the car, when the car is slightly swaying, one or two cherry blossom petals float in from the gap of the bamboo curtain and fall on her Chinese clothes, how poetic and picturesque it is.

Mo Ming: "I know that you like smug beauty, plus avoiding responsibility. This time you will escape again!"

Hehe, it's just this fire pit, and it's a luxurious fire pit. Of course, the sooner you leave, the better.When you can't escape, you can only be in it, slowly being boiled to death.

Just like the frog that fell into the fire and made of gold below, thinking that he could survive, but was boiled to death by the hotter and hotter water.

Thinking of the eleven people her father gave her to protect her, and the six senior servants her mother gave her, Xining began to calculate...

In the afternoon, they stopped for a while on the road, and everyone took a rest and ate something before going on their way.

Looking at the things that A Ling brought in, there were four sous and two pickled vegetable rice balls that were about the size of soup dumplings. Although the sous was a good thing, it was not enough to add all of them.

With tears in her eyes, Xining gnawed slowly, for fear of accidentally swallowing such a small rice ball whole.

Zhuangzi is about [-] miles away from the city. Not counting the mountains and rivers in the village and the elegant scenery, there are more than ten acres of fields outside the village, which is enough to meet all the expenses of Zhuangzi.So, after all, it's a real parent, so the choice of place is very good.

When the car arrived at the gate, the manager of the village and the four old ladies were already waiting at the gate.

Xining got out of the car and walked in slowly.They followed behind, and the steward introduced himself, and there were four small stewards from the four sub-yards.

The scenery here is really nice, it should have been cleaned before she came.And because of the beautiful scenery here, the children of the Fujiwara family would come here to enjoy the flowers and step on the snow from time to time, so they often cleaned it.The courtyard has been cleaned and the stones are whitish.

Walking into the inner hall, Xi Ning knelt down and said slowly, "Pack up your things as soon as possible. After an hour, everyone will gather in the courtyard."

The steward was taken aback: "Everyone?"

"How many places are there in total, can't they stand in the yard outside?" Xining asked.

The steward immediately came back to his senses, and smiled apologetically, "There are five people in each yard, one steward, plus the dining room and the door, so there are 37 people in total."

A Ling served the freshly brewed tea: "Miss, please use it."

Just as he was thirsty, Xining took the tea, took a sip slowly, and said slowly, "That's good! After an hour, let's all wait outside."

(End of this chapter)