If you eat less, you can only reduce the amount of activity. After eating, you will either sit or lie down.

I finally stayed up late at night and fell asleep half-starved.

The next day, the morning meal was back to the original size. A small bowl of rice porridge seemed like a lot, but it was actually just dishes and nothing.

Xining was a little annoyed and poured the bowl of porridge directly into his mouth, finishing it in a few mouthfuls.

Aling was so frightened that she reminded her, "Miss, be careful of choking and eat slowly."

Can you still choke on this two- or three-bite thing?

Xining put down the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and found that he couldn't eat anything. Pickled radish slices, only about two spoons of natto, and a small piece of pickled fish.

This pickled fish is not delicious at all and is so small.

Xining was so angry that he put down his chopsticks and said, "I won't eat anymore."

When A Ling heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked Xia Shu to pick up the low table and send it back to the kitchen. Her mouth was full of joy, "Great, the lady is finally better. The way she looked yesterday was like a hungry ghost possessing her. She scared the slave to death."

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After saying that, I felt that I had said something wrong. When I saw the young lady looking at her coldly, I quickly changed my words, "No, no, that's not what I meant. The young lady just fainted for a day and was starved. She should eat more."

Hehe, it’s normal to eat less, and there’s a problem if you eat too much. I’m so drunk!

In the next free time, young ladies from wealthy families would enjoy flowers and gather together to discuss poetry. Most of the time, they were either so hungry that they could only lie down or read a book.

It's not the cherry blossom season yet, but there are a few cherry blossoms in the yard, and looking at the buds has been a matter of the past few days.

There was really nothing to do while lying down, and I couldn't think of any good way to stop my face from turning into a female ghost.

Then read a book, knowledge is power, at least it can pass the time.

Today's paper is extremely expensive. Among the various technologies learned from big countries, papermaking is one of them. However, paper is still extremely expensive and not something that ordinary people can afford.

Think about it, Murasaki Shikibu had to work as an official in the palace in order to write a book, and relied on the support of Fujiwara Michichiro.

The Fujiwara family, like other aristocratic families, is arty and has its own study room. But even a wealthy family owns less than half of the books of an ordinary scholarly family in a large country. Most of them are Tang poetry, the Book of Songs, and Waka.

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A woman who is familiar with Waka is a talented woman. If she can read Han and Tang poems and ancient books, she is even more talented among talented women. The talent and learning competition between noble ladies is no worse than that of men.

Murasaki Shikibu said a lot of things like "Although Seishonagon is smart and writes kanji randomly, his knowledge is not mature enough", none of which was good.

If you want to have a good reputation among aristocratic women, you must not only behave gracefully and elegantly, eat less, but also have a certain knowledge of literature... Xi Ning finds it funny that the average age of aristocratic women is less than thirty years old.

Why do you have to do so much? Are you suffering from convulsions? But this nation just likes this. It blooms brightly like cherry blossoms and then dies immediately. It is a mourning thing. Even if it is not sick, it will moan a few times. It talks about other people's words all day long, in a pretentious and simple way.

A complicated imitation.

There were two books in the body master's room, and A-ling took them.

Xining flipped through it and saw that it was a poem by Bai Juyi. Because Murasaki Shikibu wrote the book and was good at Bai Juyi's poems, the noble girl imitated him and memorized it hard.

She put it aside impatiently, what a hell place. Even in a large country with very strict rules, there are still picture books for sale that talk about romance, interesting things and gossip.

Seeing that she was not satisfied, A Ling quickly said, "How about I go get other books?"

Xining lazily said, "Take the "Japanese Chronicle" and read it."

A Ling was stunned for a moment, then she saluted and said "yes" softly, and then ran all the way to Mrs. Akiko's place with small steps.

After an hour, the two male servants finally brought the books and placed them next to them in a small pile.

The entire book "Nihonki" is written in Chinese characters and adopts a chronological style, with a total of thirty volumes and one volume of genealogy. Most of them borrow words from Chinese classics to describe the history and inheritance from the age of the gods to the era of Emperor Jito.

I picked up the first one and started reading it, just to pass the time.

After a while, Michio Fujiwara came over and watched her leaning on the pillow and flipping through the book.

Xining could only salute and sit on his knees.

Nozomi Fujiwara saw the book lying next to him and said, "Can you understand this book?"

This is all in Chinese. In order to show the high level of literature, the vocabulary used is extremely gorgeous. If it is ugly, if you can add difficult and obscure words, you will never leave it alone.

Of course, I can't say that I can understand it. There is no dictionary now, and some words are still unrecognizable even if everyone has accumulated literacy in previous missions.

Xining said softly, "I understand 70%."

"Seventy percent?" Nozomi Fujiwara picked up the book and handed it to her, "Read a passage and listen."

Every child in the Fujiwara family has a teacher to teach him, and the master of the body also has several teachers, some of whom also teach Chinese.

Xining picked up the book, selected a paragraph that was not too complicated, and started reading it in Chinese.

Also note that the pronunciation of people here is rather hard, their pronunciation is stiff, and their tongues are big. It’s so tiring!

After reading a few paragraphs, Xining put down the book and saluted, "My daughter is not talented and makes her father laugh."

Nozomi Fujiwara shed tears secretly. She is not talented at all. She is simply a talented woman! Even the doctor of literature in the palace, the Great Foreign Chronicles, may not be able to understand 70% of this book. But the fifth daughter is only nine years old, which is an incredible thing.

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The five girls should have been allowed to enter the palace. It is too late to regret now.

Looking at Mr. Fujiwara's face covered with white powder, but looking like he was constipated, Xining seemed to know something, and suddenly had an idea, maybe this would work!

She said slowly, "Father does not have to worry about his daughter not being able to enter the palace. Although her daughter feels unhappy, she is his sister after all. But at home, her daughter cannot stay any longer, and living there will also make her mother worried. My daughter wants to live outside the city.

I live alone in Zhuangzi, please ask my father for permission."

Mr. Fujiwara was stunned. Only children who made mistakes would be sent to Zhuangzi to think about their mistakes behind closed doors. So he said, "You don't have to be like this, dear sir. If you go to live in Zhuangzi, your mother will miss you even more. If someone talks about it, she will think it's us."

I blame you harshly."

Xi Ning pursed his lips with a smile. He really didn't like that in this era, he had to smile when he spoke, as if he was wearing a mask. "How could it be? My daughter read this book today and felt it was very good. She wanted to go and study it behind closed doors.

Book. And at this time, no matter how my daughter behaves, she will be criticized by others. It is better to go to the village and be less stared at. After all, there are many things to do later, and the father cannot be distracted by this. "

Anyway, she can't stand the food here anymore, and she will starve to death if she goes down here.

Fujiwara Michinaga thought for a while, and it was indeed true. Mrs. Akiko had been very angry these days. Because her daughter did not enter the palace, and her younger son recognized someone else as his mother, she was stabbed in the heart.

He didn't dare to go last night or today. It was Mrs. Akiko who sent someone to tell her that your son was reading a book, so he came over to take a look.

If the prince is gone and others ask, it is indeed a good reason to say that he went to the village to study further. The prince is still young, and the prince used to be just a playmate. The talented girl used to have her eyes on the position in the middle palace.

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Even if everyone knows that the daughter of the Fujiwara family used to keep an eye on the position of the middle palace, there is still a layer of veil.
Chapter completed!