An Lingrong's Rebirth: The Golden Partridge

Chapter 3.selected

An Lingrong glanced at the clothes and jewelry that Dill brought back, nodded with satisfaction, and then looked back at Cardamom, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.

After all, it is too young to use it.

"The clothes fit well." An Lingrong came out after trying on the clothes, "I forgot to tell you the size, how did you know?"

Dill looked pale: "The slave will look at the bones."

An Lingrong was taken aback.

Looking at the bones, as the name suggests, is not the appearance of a person, but the appearance of the bones. People who can practice this skill are generally not ordinary people.

An Lingrong frowned slightly, and remained silent for a while before opening his mouth: "Does cardamom also have a skill?"

"Cardamom has a little knowledge of medicine." Dill spoke calmly.

"Is it medicine or poison?" An Lingrong asked her word by word.

Dill was silent, and Cardamom stood huddled in the corner.

After a stalemate for a long time, An Lingrong finally sighed: "Forget it, if you can keep yourselves safe, stay by my side."

Dill was slightly moved, and then knelt down towards An Lingrong: "If Miss knows about our life experiences, Miss Zeng will only be troubled. If it is difficult to conceal in the future, we two will leave, and we won't hurt Miss. any trouble."

Cardamom was indifferent, seeing her sister kneeling down, she also knelt down.

"Get up." An Lingrong raised his hand, "Let's talk about the future."

The dill and cardamom stayed that way.

Half a month passed in a flash.

Some people prepare quietly and rehearse the palace selection word by word;

An Lingrong stood quietly in the corner, the shadows of trees in the corner shrouded her in darkness, no one noticed her.

She looked at the familiar and unfamiliar people and scenery in front of her, feeling a little dazed.

She saw from a distance in the southeast corner, Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang holding hands and talking affectionately, one dignified and beautiful, the other outstanding, standing out among the ordinary beautiful girls.

On the other side, Xia Dongchun, wearing a red dress and red flowers, stands brightly in the center of the crowd, loudly showing off her Su embroidery to the beautiful girl beside her, with high spirits and no restraint.

"Which family is that? It's so rampant."

"Sister Fucha, that's Xia Dongchun from Baoyi Zuoling's family. I heard that he is a concubine. No wonder he doesn't understand the rules."

An Lingrong heard the sound and looked over, and a familiar face came into view.

It is the nobleman Fucha.

Fucha Yixin also happened to look over, and was looking at An Lingrong, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, and asked the beautiful girl next to him: "Who is that?"

An Lingrong only took one look and then looked away, not paying attention to the discussion at all.

Because of her prominent family background, Fucha Yixin never put anyone in her eyes, but she fell in love with a little-known little girl, and people asked around, and sighed after learning about An Lingrong's family background said a few words.

"She came from a small family, but she has such a bearing." She looked at An Lingrong's side face, and shook her head regretfully, "If she can enter the palace, I would be happy to make friends with her."

Fucha Yixin could tell at a glance that An Lingrong was wearing the "Closed Moon" from Zhenbao Pavilion. She liked this dress two years ago, and specially cut it to a larger size.

But this dress lost its beauty when it was an inch too big, so that the one she bought was kept on the bottom of the box. Today, when I saw An Lingrong at first glance, I realized how beautiful this dress is on the upper body.

In this life, without throwing teacups, without Xia Dongchun's humiliation and Zhen Huan's rescue, An Lingrong waited quietly until the time for her selection into the palace.

"Chuan, An Lingrong, Yi Bingqing, Jiang Rulin, Dai Ying, Liu Lianzi, Qi Siqin, the six of you have an audience."

In front of the Golden Luan Hall, the emperor is majestic, and the atmosphere in the hall is heavy and depressing.

"An Lingrong, daughter of Anbihuai, Prime Minister of Songyang County, is sixteen years old."

An Lingrong lifted his clothes and knelt down, and said loudly: "My daughter, An Lingrong, is joining the Empress Dowager, and I wish the Empress Dowager all the best."

The girl's ending sound came into the hall, and the emperor straightened up slightly, his expression slightly changed.

The Empress Dowager at the side noticed something, but she didn't know why, but she also mentioned: "The posture of saluting is rather dignified, it's hard for you."

"The parents at home taught that it is the greatest blessing in this life for a minister's daughter to be lucky enough to enter the palace and see Tian Yan, and she dare not slack off in the slightest." An Lingrong replied with downcast eyes.

"He understands the rules, An Bihuai is good at teaching girls." The emperor praised, and motioned to the eunuch at the side, "Keep it."

The eunuch immediately sang: "An Lingrong, leave a sign and give me a sachet."

The queen mother raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, the emperor opened his mouth, and if there is one, there will be two. This An family seems to be keeping his own place, which is not bad.

An Lingrong stood in front of the hall and took the sachet.

She knew that it was difficult to attract the attention of the emperor with her appearance, so she had to find another way.

Empress Chunyuan is a person that the emperor will never forget. She was trained by the empress in her last life. Her voice is % similar to that of Empress Chunyuan.

As for the Empress Dowager, she liked Shen Meizhuang the most in her previous life, because she was a lady from a famous family and had a dignified manner.An Lingrong has devoted himself to training his manners in the past half month, and it is considered a small success, and he really won the favor of the Queen Mother.

Being selected is a certainty.

However, An Lingrong was still greatly relieved when he heard the words "keep a sign".

She left the front of the hall with the team, looked up at the clear sky, the sun was shining warmly on her face.

At this moment, it was like a new life.

She is finally about to start her harem career again.

An Lingrong suppressed the dim light in her eyes, and was about to leave the palace, when a voice suddenly stopped her.

"Master An, this servant is ordered by the emperor to send my master out of the palace." A nun walked behind An Lingrong at some point, with a serious expression on her face.

The failed show girls around cast envious glances.

An Lingrong was puzzled for a moment.

She had never seen this nanny in her previous life, but she quickly realized: "Auntie, I don't know what to call my aunt?"

"My servant's name is Fen Ruo." Fen Ruo walked up to An Lingrong and led the way.

He had only heard of Aunt Fangruo, but he didn't know that there was Aunt Fenruo beside the emperor.

An Lingrong was only puzzled, but didn't ask.

Fen Ruo sent An Lingrong all the way to the gate of the palace, exchanged some pleasantries and then returned to the palace.

Dill and Cardamom had been waiting for a long time. After learning that An Lingrong had been selected, Cardamom clapped her hands happily, but Dill looked calm.

"My servant knows that Miss will definitely be selected, so I am not surprised by this result." Dill answered An Lingrong's doubts with a smile.

After hearing this, An Lingrong just smiled: "Go back and prepare well. Aunt Xi will come to teach in a few days and teach the rules of the palace. Don't neglect it."

Both dill and cardamom should be.

Back at Qingfengyuan, An Lingrong told Aunt Xiao the news of her selection, and Aunt Xiao narrowed her eyes with joy: "It's money to tell the good news to Mrs.

"Auntie, please prepare the dinner. Tonight, I will have a banquet for Mr. Ji."

Mr. Ji is the master of Qingfengyuan.

"Mr. Ji has great kindness in his heart. He is willing to rent Qingfengyuan to me temporarily. It really helped me a lot. I will replace wine with tea. Thank you sir." An Lingrong raised his glass to Mr. Ji and took a sip And do.

"My lord, you are welcome." Mr. Ji quickly returned the gift and took a sip, "Madam passed away early, and I only have one son under my knees. I really don't need such a big house. I just enter the courtyard and come out every other time. It's just to make money in leisure time." It’s just a few dollars, it’s not a great kindness.”

An Lingrong pursed his lips and smiled, but didn't answer, and said instead: "Today, I also have something to ask sir."

"My lord, please tell me."

"The election this time was beyond my expectation. Songyang is far away, and the eunuch who announced the decree must not be able to arrive at home so soon to announce the good news. Therefore, I would like to ask Mr. to write a letter home for me." An Lingrong said today's intention .

There is no one who disagrees with Mr. Ji, but he is old and has lost the strength to hold a pen: "If the young master does not dislike it, I will let my incompetent son write for the young master, okay?"

An Lingrong hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

It's not really for the good news, she has to explain some things to her father herself.

The next day, Mr. Ji's son Ji He came to Qingfengyuan with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Dill arranged him to wait outside, moved the screen to block it, and then entered the room to inform An Lingrong that he had arrived.

An Lingrong sat down and talked to Ji He through the screen: "Brother Lao Ji."

Sitting in the outer room, Ji He could only hear a cool and gentle female voice falling into his ears, and felt his heart soften: "My lord, Ji must obey."

He set up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and listened to An Lingrong's word for word. While writing, he understood why she had to send this letter from home.

"Father is well. My daughter has lived up to her trust and has to be elected to the palace. The decree will come in about half a month. Before that, my daughter has a few things to ask my father.

"There are many concubines and concubines in the family, so don't talk about right and wrong in front of the eunuch who announced the decree. I also hope that my father will make arrangements early. When receiving the decree, only the father and mother are present. You must not lose your manners.

"In addition, the road to Songyang is far away, and the Xuanzhi eunuch is working hard, so my father has to prepare money in advance to reward him, and also prepare a room for emergencies.

"Aunt Xiao's contribution to this trip to Beijing is indisputable. My daughter sees her as the leader of the family. My mother is sick from overwork, and my father can leave the household chores to Aunt Xiao to take care of in the future. In addition, Xuan'er is good at age, so he should be studying. I hope my father can find a private school for him, and he may become the arm of his daughter in the future..."

After writing the last word, Ji He dried the ink and handed it to Dill.

"The little master has a delicate mind, and when he enters the palace in the future, everything will go smoothly." Ji He and An Lingrong exchanged some polite words and left Qingfengyuan.

Seeing that he didn't say much, An Lingrong was slightly relieved.

After the family letter was over, An Lingrong asked Dill to pack ten taels of silver to go to the Treasure Pavilion. As for how to say it, Dill had his own discretion.

After everything was arranged properly, An Lingrong took Aunt Xiao to count the remaining money carefully.

The initial 230 taels, excluding the rent of Qingfengyuan, carriage servants, thugs, and Zhenbao Pavilion, and the daily expenses during this period, there are still 80 taels of silver and some change.

There was still a deposit of 20 taels in Qingfengyuan, An Lingrong used it as Aunt Xiao's travel expenses back to Songyang, and paid her another taels as a reward.

Looking at the remaining 60 taels, An Lingrong was a little worried.

When entering the palace for the first time, you need to take care of everything, and I am afraid that this little money will not be able to afford it for a day.

Dill came back, but instead of sending out the silver, she took the gift and returned: "The shopkeeper said that this is the most fashionable face powder in Beijing right now, and it is delicate and shiny when applied on the face. I would like to congratulate the young master on her election."

An Lingrong's eyes lit up slightly.

(End of this chapter)