Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The first one spoke, and the second quickly followed.

The second one was not as steady as the first one, and he stuttered a bit because of his nervousness.

"See...your highness, mother...empress, I...my...my name is Wang Zhongguang, this year...is eleventh...my father is Wang Mian, and he is...the assistant minister..."

Yun Si couldn't help but look at him.

Next is the third one, the son of the prime minister who was already mentioned earlier.

When he opens his mouth, he speaks loudly and confidently.

"See you, your Majesty, your Highness."

The extremely silent cold palace echoed with his voice, so that everyone present could hear it.

"My surname is Zhuo, my name is Xiaoben. I am thirteen years old. My father is Prime Minister Zhuolin, with a first-class official position. I wish Your Highness the Queen long life and good health."

After saying that, he knelt down, saluted solemnly, and kowtowed heavily.

Compared to the first two, Talking and Carrying is definitely a cut above.

After he finished speaking, the person behind the screen was obviously very satisfied and spoke.

"Get up, young Master Zhuo."

"Thank you, empress."

There is a clear difference in attitude, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

Some of the remaining people knew it well, so they behaved particularly mediocrely, neither good nor bad.

Some were confused and still didn't understand anything. They just followed the words of the people in front of them.

Whatever the people in front say, follow suit.

There is nothing particularly outstanding, except for the one from the prime minister’s family just now.

Finally, when it was Yun Si's turn, she knelt down obediently and saluted.

Report your own home.

"See Your Highness, Your Majesty."

Because she had just recovered from an illness, her voice was still a bit soft, and since she hadn't drank water for a day, her throat was dry and sore, so when she spoke, her voice was a bit rough and had a rough sound.

It doesn't sound wrong at all.

He is small and round, and his movements are a bit clumsy, like a little goose.

"My surname is Yunming..." She paused, "My name is Yanzhang, I am twelve years old, my father is Yun Hezhong, he is the Minister of Rites, fourth rank."

There was no sound behind the screen, it was quiet.

Among the officials' children with prominent family backgrounds, her family background seemed average.

It's to the point where no one cares.

After the little girl disguised as a man announced her home, she stood up awkwardly again and stood upright.

Behind the screen, the graceful female voice sounded, and the figure moved slightly.

"Your Highness, take a look, do you like any of them?"

"Look at me, the young gentlemen in the middle are all very good, what do you think?"

The sky was getting darker, and Yun Si, standing at the edge, stared at the gleaming emerald screen with her beautiful eyes open.

It was so dark that the palace people lit up the lamps everywhere.

A dim light came on, illuminating the scene behind the screen.

Faintly, one can see the figure of a person.

It was too quiet, so quiet that you could hear the sound of burning wicks.

She looked at it for a moment.

I saw the eunuch father-in-law standing aside walking in from the screen.

After a while, he came out.

"Everyone kneel down."

He raised his voice and looked down at the officials' disciples in front of him.

He spoke in a strong tone, as if he was particularly superior to others.

These teenagers, who are still young, would not dare to mess around without their parents.

As soon as they heard that they were going to kneel down, they all knelt down obediently and bowed their heads.

Be well behaved.

Behind the screen, a subtle sound of rolling wheels could be heard.

Soon, the silk gauze curtain like flowing fireflies was opened, accompanied by a faint, particularly pleasant herbal fragrance.