"Why did you suddenly say that there is a talent show?" At the dinner table, when Jing Rongyao heard the news that Yun Xi had come back from inquiring, she almost spit out all the rice in her mouth.

"My slave is not very sure. It's just because Princess Yu's people have been coming more frequently in the past few days. After going back and forth like this, the girl who delivered the things let it slip, and this slave finally found out. I heard that this matter is already in preparation.

, Concubine Lan is in charge. I think it will be announced to the world within a day or two."

Yun Xi counted the gifts sent from Prince Yu's Mansion, "Miss, do you want to keep them in the warehouse as usual?"

"Well, all the items must be properly inventoried, and be sure not to place them randomly, so as not to cause any trouble to your husband later?" In late November, it was when the weather turned cold. Jing Rongyao had already put on a laminated coat, and Mo Mo

The green dress makes her look more dignified and steady as a matron.

"Why did you suddenly think of a draft? The emperors of the current dynasty were all in their forties and almost fifty years old. I don't know why I want to draft a draft at such an old age." Jing Rongyao murmured to himself.

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"Madam, have you forgotten the incident that was rumored in the neighborhood a few days ago?" At the dinner table, Nanny Xu, who usually remained silent, suddenly spoke. This made Jing Rongyao's expression startled, and then

Recalling the memory, "Mammy, are you saying that the Bei Desert raised troops to commit what I did?"

"Yes, this matter is aroused in the neighborhood. Everyone is discussing whether Beimo can win? Or Daqan can win."

"Our Daqian Dynasty is as big as three Northern Deserts. How can such a large area not be able to defeat a small Northern Desert?" Jing Rongyao was a little confused and did not understand the meaning of this conversation.

"In the past, it might have been easy to defeat, but it's different now." Nanny Xu smiled bitterly. She was about to say something, but suddenly realized that what she said was inappropriate, so she shut her mouth and said no more.<

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"Mammy?"

"It's okay, Madam, just think that the old slave is talking nonsense because of his age. Please don't pay attention to it." She smiled, trying to round off the lie.

Although Nanny Xu quickly changed the subject, this unusual behavior had already made Jing Rongyao suspicious. A little nanny who could say such words must not be a mortal.

Although Jing Rongyao was no longer entangled, she had already made up her mind. In the afternoon, Jing Rongyao was invited to attend a tea party held by an official's wife. The tea party was not very big, and most of the people who came were from scholarly families, so the whole

The atmosphere is quite elegant.

At this time, Jing Rongyao was demonstrating how to brew matcha for Mrs. Chen, whom she met last time. Although tea art is a necessary etiquette that every noble lady must learn before getting married. However, the level that everyone needs to master is different.

In addition, because the nuns arranged by my grandmother at that time were palace-educated nuns who specialized in serving the queen and concubines, the requirements for tea ceremony etiquette were more stringent, and these etiquettes were naturally very rare for those aristocratic families.
As expected, Jing Rongyao skillfully used the tea set on the table to brew one unique camellia after another, which immediately aroused bursts of applause from the women around her.

"Bah, bang, bang! Oh, oh, oh! Mrs. Ouyang is really ingenious."

"Yes, I have long heard that Mrs. Ouyang is smart and capable, and is also proficient in all kinds of etiquette. Now we are finally blessed."

"Okay, okay!"

"Yes, yes. It seems that I also want to send my useless daughter to my madam's house to learn some etiquette, otherwise she may not be able to get married."

The women around were talking about these flattering words, but Jing Rongyao slowly stepped back without caring. After all, these words were 70% false and 30% true. Just deal with it casually and it would be fine. Like

There are not many wonderful little episodes like Jing Rongyao's. After she demonstrated the tea art, the scene returned to its original state. Several people gathered around chattering, talking about this and that, it was so lively.

Jing Rongyao felt very tired sitting in front of a bunch of married women. It wasn't that she didn't understand what they were talking about, but she just felt that the topics they were talking about were very boring and some of them didn't make sense.

"The concubine has arrived~" Suddenly, a sharp and harsh eunuch's voice came from behind. Everyone followed the sound and saw a woman dressed in a snow-colored fox robe, with pearly emerald lips, red lips and white teeth walking towards her with enchanting steps. They looked carefully at the scene.

Only then did Rong Yao realize that this was not Xue Xuefu, the Minister of War, right?

"Sure enough, she is still as ostentatious as ever..." Jing Rongyao couldn't help but feel speechless when she saw her putting on such a big posture.

"Hurry and squat down." At this time, Mrs. Chen beside her quickly urged and whispered to Jing Rongyao. Only then did Jing Rongyao realize that the women around her were kneeling down to salute in a hurry, and she hurriedly knelt down behind her.

, shouted along with everyone.

"Greetings to Concubine Xue, Concubine Xue, may you be blessed and safe."

After accepting everyone's kneeling, Xue Xuefu was very satisfied with such a battle. She nodded and said casually in a lazy voice, "Get up, they are just sisters. Why do you sisters have to do this?

Do you have to fight like this? It’s my concubine’s fault to say it like this, hehehehe.”

Everyone looked at each other with one look at me and another look at you. Mrs. Chen next to Jing Rongyao said with a dissatisfied look on her face, "It's just nice to say it. If any of us don't kneel down for you, you will have to do it no matter what."

How many months have I been holding a grudge?"

"Sister Chen, what do you mean by that?" Jing Rongyao was a little confused and whispered into her ear like gossip. Mrs. Chen also responded to her when she saw this, "How old are you?"

You don’t understand, but the concubine who just married into Prince Ling’s Mansion is a mistress who is not easy to mess with. She is much more difficult to serve than Princess Lu. That Princess Lu is just arrogant and domineering. This master is not only arrogant and domineering.

, she is still stingy. Let me tell you, look at that Mrs. Wang over there, that is, the one who came two days ago. She is the wife of Shaoqing's family in Taiwei Mansion. Later, for some reason, she was suddenly transferred to Xuanwu

The door was demoted to the gatekeeper general. Let me tell you, it was because the last time Mrs. Wang saw the concubine, she was just a few seconds late and did not kneel down. In just these few seconds,

Ouch, my husband and officials have all been demoted. It’s really pitiful. Do you think she is stingy?”

"Such an exaggeration..." Jing Rongyao was also a little surprised. It seemed that Xue Xuefu was doing well in Prince Ling's Mansion, but that was true. After all, Xue Xuefu was also a young and beautiful woman, and her family had a military background. Ling

It's impossible for the king not to love her. Even if he is a little domineering, he will probably endure it...

Wait a minute, concubine...husband? Be patient?

An idea suddenly flashed in Jing Rongyao's mind. She finally knew why she suddenly wanted to do a talent show. Because of the incident in the Northern Desert, the emperor urgently needed someone of his own who had strong military talents and leadership abilities!

No wonder, no wonder! Jing Rongyao immediately patted her leg, with a look of belated thinking, which startled Mrs. Chen next to her.

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