Happy Marriage

The teaching nanny was teaching a few palace servants in the yard, and her voice was fierce.

Several palace servants were holding a cup of tea on their heads, half squatting, and they had been squatting for some time.

"Mother Yan, Miss An Sheng is here." Seeing that the teaching nanny was looking over, Lu Yan hurriedly said.

The sharp eyes of the teaching mama glanced at An Sheng here: "Concubine Concubine has already explained it in advance, and the girl with the green hairpin is here."

The green hairpin smiled at the mammy: "I've already brought it here, so I'll go back and return to my life."

Yan Yan nodded: "Please rest assured, Concubine An Sheng, Miss An Sheng will take good care of me here."

Green Hairpin took another look at the trained palace servants, laughed dryly, and turned away with a little happiness.

An Shengchuan stayed on the spot, a little overwhelmed.

Yan Yan said to the palace maids graciously: "I have something to explain to Miss An Sheng, you can rest for a while for a cup of tea."

The palace maids immediately took off the tea cups above their heads and stood up tremblingly, almost immediately collapsed to the ground.

Yan Yan turned around and glared: "You have forgotten your duty, haven't you? You still don't eat enough bamboo boards!"

A palace maid woke up and hurriedly went to help the woman standing at the front.

The woman should have been half numb and could not stand up for a while. She couldn't help trembling slightly. With the support of the two palace servants behind her, she stood up tremblingly.

The woman kept her head lowered, wearing a robe of a rouge red palace dress, with a piece of apricot pollen tulle covering her face, her eyes lowered, and An Sheng could only see her thin eyebrows that were curved like willow leaves.

Yan Yan smiled at An Sheng: "Miss An Sheng, since the lady sent you to the old slave to teach you the etiquette in the palace, the old slave will definitely do his duty and teach the old slave everything that the old slave knows to An Sheng girl.

The process may be very harsh and offended, but this is all the painstaking efforts of the concubine and the kindness of the old slave. I also asked Miss An Sheng not to hate the merciless face of the old slave. "

This shows that it is the first ceremony before the soldier.

An Sheng forced a smile: "Mother Yan, please take care of it."

Mammy Yan smiled "hehe": "Miss Ansheng is so sensible, Mammy is happy. You are different from them, so naturally you don't need to be so strict, but I don't dare to have the slightest bit of basic etiquette and rules. slack."

An Sheng has always been absent-minded, what Yan Yan said, did not take it to heart, just nodded perfunctorily.

Fortunately, Yan Yan was very polite to her, and casually ordered a palace servant to step forward and take her directly to the bedroom. She did not train meticulously like these palace servants.

An Sheng was in the bedroom, opened the doors and windows, and could vaguely hear Yan Yan's voice reprimanding the palace servants. Occasionally, there would be the sound of cups shattering, and then begging for mercy.

An Sheng understands that most of these palace people will go to Xiliang in the future. They may be relatives who will accompany him for the rest of his life. Compared with himself, they are also involuntarily and even more desolate. Therefore, she couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in her heart.

The etiquette of Xiliang is different from that of the Chang'an royal family. When you go to Xiliang, you have to follow the customs of the countryside and learn the etiquette of Xiliang again. In fact, you don't need to be too serious. I'm afraid this mama is just showing off her prestige. After all, these poor people are about to be sent out of the capital, and this Yan Yan does not have to worry that they will embarrass herself in the future.

An Sheng thought of the woman in the rouge red palace dress again. Looking at her identity, she was different from these palace maids. Obviously, she was more noble. So, what is her identity?

These messy thoughts just flashed through An Sheng's mind. She was more worried about her own destiny. She was too busy to take care of herself. Naturally, she was not so curious about her life.

As the sun went down, dinner in the palace began, and the admonitions from outside temporarily stopped.

The little palace maid brought An Sheng dinner and served her very carefully. An Sheng felt that there were still silver ingots in his sleeves, so he took out one and rewarded the little palace maid.

The little palace maid should have no oil and water in the past, and she was very excited when she received the reward, and thanked him continuously.

The trained palace people passed by their windows, and An Sheng stood up to see that the woman in the carmine red palace dress was walking in the front. But being held in the hands of all the palace ladies and stars, and looking at the attire, he did not look like an ordinary palace servant, but looked like a master.

When she passed An Sheng's window, she turned her face to look at An Sheng, just as the two of them looked at each other, she swam away in a panic, almost running away.

An Sheng felt that the eyebrows, eyes and figure were a little familiar, and he seemed to have seen it before, but he couldn't remember it.

After all, although I make public appearances every day and meet a lot of people, I rarely attend the banquets of the noble ladies in Beijing, and I don't know much about them.

An Sheng asked the little palace maid casually: "Who is that woman wearing a rouge red palace dress and veil?"

The palace servant tiptoed and glanced at it, and replied, "It's the newest princess conferred by the emperor."

Princess Lingxi?

That must be the daughter of a prince and general in the court, and he must not know it.

It is right for the newly appointed county master to learn the etiquette in the palace, but this strict mama dares to be so strict with the county master, and her courage is not small.

An Sheng saw that the little palace maid was not very old, that is, the thirteen or fourteen-year-old Cardamom Nianhua, with a look of splendid and longing, and couldn't help asking: "Are you going to Xiliang too?"

The little palace maid shook her head: "Reporting girl, I am lucky. I didn't have to go to Xiliang, and I didn't have to be assigned to the yard of the concubine Xia. I just listened to the instructions in front of the teacher."

An Sheng suddenly remembered the words of Shicai's mother who taught Xi, and couldn't help asking: "The manager Wenqing that Shicai's mother said was the one in the original Jingshi room?"

The little palace maid nodded: "Does Miss Ansheng know Eunuch Wenqing?"

An Sheng's heart suddenly sank, it really was him! Thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of Hexi, this sentence is always true, that Wen Qing has already been demoted and punished to do hard labor, and there is still a chance to turn over.

She hurriedly shook her head: "I just heard that he is very powerful."

"More than that?" The little girl probably didn't enter the palace for a long time, or maybe it was An Sheng's gift that made her feel good about An Sheng, and she said something casually: "I heard that Concubine Xia is kind to people, but that Wen Qing The general manager is notoriously ruthless, and if it is dispatched to his hands, the plan will be terrifying every day, but it is better to go to Xiliang."

The little palace maid's speech was a lot smoother, but Wen Qing was not only cruel, but cruel. There were many women who died tragically under his hands, and this was no longer a secret.

If these palace servants do things under his hands, they will definitely be restrained by him, and they don't know what kind of humiliation they will suffer.

"I've never heard of Concubine Xia before, but the concubine the emperor just conferred?"

The little palace maid nodded: "Yes, Concubine Xia is now a favorite. If you see her, you must remember to flatter yourself and never collide."

An Sheng smiled, the emperor's woman had nothing to do with him, and he couldn't commit it.

In the past, Concubine Concubine's family was the only one in this palace, but now that she has a broken dragon fetus, was she immediately taken advantage of?

She still thanked the little palace maid in a perfunctory way: "Thank you for reminding me."

Seeing her, the little palace maid didn't take it seriously, and said solemnly, "Although this concubine Xia has only been in the palace for a few days, she has rescued the holy car. The emperor is almost responsive to her, and how many people in the palace are eager to compliment her."

An Sheng was aroused a little curiosity: "Have you saved the holy car?"

The little palace maid gave a soft "um": "During the Dragon Boat Festival in May, the emperor went out of the palace in light clothes, went to the Nanhu Lake to watch the dragon boat race, and offered incense in the temple next to it. As a result, the statue of Lilian Guanyin fell into disrepair due to its age and disrepair. open, rammed into playful children, and fell.

At that time, the emperor was concentrating on incense on the ground, but he didn't notice that the stone statue was impartial, and it was facing his direction. It happened that Concubine Xia went to the temple to offer incense and pray for blessings that day, and pushed the emperor away in an emergency.

The emperor ordered great blessings to save a disaster, but the concubine Xia herself was injured and her ankle was hit by the stone statue. So the emperor brought her into the palace to recuperate, and directly conferred the title of Empress Xia. "

"The emperor ordered great blessings, and this concubine Xia is also a great fortune." An Sheng said casually.

"That's not it." The little palace maid said with envy on her face: "She has encountered such a coincidence. It's just that the Goddess of Mercy is bless and deliberately matching this good fortune. Have you ever heard that the statue of Guanyin also fell down?"

An Sheng just laughed it off.

Seeing that she was not interested, the little palace maid wisely shut her mouth.

There were several books in the room, and An Sheng glanced at them. They were all the rules and regulations of the palace. I wondered if they were showing them to her.

She was tired from standing by the window, closed the window, sat at the table, and continued to be in a daze.

The one who cares the most is naturally the Master.

I don't know what Leng Nanxian is doing now? Are you also worried about tea and rice?

Then there is An Ran, who just gave birth to a daughter safely, but Mo knew that he was going to have a kiss, so he thought about it. She was already worried about it, and thinking about it again, it was inevitable that she would be anxious.

At this time, Yu Jingyun broke into the temple.

When he entered the palace, there were always 110,000 reasons, so no one stopped him.

The little palace maid came in to report back, and An Sheng was a little surprised. She was silent for a moment, and then rebuffed: "Just say I have rested."

The palace servant went out in embarrassment and told Yu Jingyun what An Sheng said.

Yu Jingyun broke into her bedroom directly.

The little palace maid followed behind him with an embarrassed expression.

An Sheng raised his face, and the Yu Jingyun in front of him was a little different from before.

Obvious decadence and haggard. The Leng Yi at the first meeting and the high-spirited spirit of riding a horse and parading the streets later were all overshadowed by this depression.