I'll tell you the secret and let's laugh together!

"Replying to Manager Zheng, this young lady said that she did not sign up for the imperial concubine selection, but her name appeared in the record book. From the handwriting, it seems that she wrote it herself. I am inviting her to the stage, but this young lady may have changed her mind and refuses to go on stage no matter what."

At this point, the nanny still wanted to put the blame on An Xiang.

Servant to servant, An Xiang's maid said: "Nonsense, my young lady has no intention of participating in the selection of concubines, and will not add her own name. I would like to ask why my young lady's name appears here. It is your poor work that has led to the current situation."

"If you disturb my young lady, can you bear the consequences? Get out of the way!"

The goateed man did not give in. He smiled and said, "Miss, please calm down. We dare not disturb the master. It's just that the affairs of the royal family are all important. If this matter is not clear and there are mistakes, the emperor will blame us."

"I'm afraid no one can bear it. How about this, time is tight, please ask Miss to go on stage first. I promise that I will only let you go up to go through the formalities so that everyone can report to the emperor. After a while, you can leave the stage and the matter will be over. What do you think?"

This is a delaying tactic of the man with the goatee. It is easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away. Once he gets on the stage, there is no way to get off easily.

At first glance, the goateed man's suggestion was very good. It was just a matter of going on stage and everyone could get a report back. Why not do it?

Someone said, "I think this is a good idea. It's just a formality to go on stage. Just go on stage."

"Yes, it's not worth arguing about such a small matter. Just for the sake of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, Miss An should get on stage quickly."

"That's right. Standing here for so long has prevented me from enjoying the piano playing of other young ladies."

These words were said by the ladies who could not hear Ning Zhiyi's inner voice. Those ladies who could hear her inner voice understood that wherever Ning Zhiyi appeared, there would never be peace.

What's more, Ning Zhiyi was involved in this matter, so it would not be as simple as it seems.

"It was clearly your mistake, why do you want me to pay for it? The words on it were written by someone imitating my handwriting, but the handwriting this person imitated was my handwriting from a year ago. Some time ago, I presented Buddhist scriptures to the Queen. She only asked for the scriptures. We can tell once we compare them."

"Since the two of you keep mentioning the Emperor, let's ask the Emperor to make the decision!"

An Xiang was lying to the two of them. If they bothered Emperor Mu Wu with such a trivial matter, they would be tired of living. But she bet that the Third Prince would not dare to do so!

How could a person with a guilty conscience dare to show off his skills in front of the emperor?

Ning Zhiyi continued to give An Xiang an encouraging look, saying that she handled the situation very well. An Xiang, who received positive feedback, slowly exhaled a breath, fortunately she did not make any mistakes.

Now it was the turn of Manager Zheng and the nanny to panic. The two of them could only use the tiger's skin to scare people, but they didn't dare to really show their strength in front of the real owner.

Ning Zhiyi snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Without a thousand years of skills, why are you trying to imitate others to play Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio? Aren't you ashamed?"

Seeing that the steward and the nanny's attitudes changed so quickly, the clever young lady felt something was wrong and secretly thought that she had to be more careful.

Seeing An Xiang leave safely again, Manager Zheng realized that the second plan had failed again, and he turned around and left with a heavy heart.

On the stage, a group of young ladies were competing in their piano skills. The pieces they played had different skills and sounded very different.

The girl playing on the stage was from the Mo family. Her father was away on business, and her mother thought that the Third Prince was kind and gentle, and a good candidate for a husband, so she asked her to participate in the competition.

But in fact, Miss Mo had no interest in the Third Prince at all. She came here mainly to watch the show.

But she never found Ning Zhiyi. Although she was sitting on the stage, her soul had already drifted away to who knows where.

[Tong'er, why do I feel that Miss Mo is absent-minded? What's wrong with her? ]

He pulled An Xiang to find a secluded corner to sit down, and immediately couldn't wait to chat with the system.

Little did they know that her words had awakened half of the sleepy young ladies. Coming here today to watch the excitement of the concubine selection was only a small factor; the main reason was that they came to watch the show with Ning Zhiyi.

Moreover, they each have an extremely difficult task, that is, they cannot enjoy the "melon" by themselves alone, and they have to bring it back home and tell their families about it so that everyone can enjoy it together.

System: [She doesn’t want to be selected as a concubine at all. She came here today just to have fun. She is praying desperately in her heart, begging to be eliminated as soon as possible.]

[I see. This is another poor kid who has no choice. Let’s not talk about her anymore. Tong’er, let’s eat some melons.]

With a 'ding' sound.

This was the protest sound coming from the piano in Mo Weiwei's hand. After waiting for so long, she finally got the melon she wanted. In her excitement, she played the wrong note.

But this did not affect her good mood at all, and she was still very happy.

Hehe, I am on a high platform, which is almost the farthest distance from Ning Zhiyi. No matter how much the melons explode, they will not explode on me. I can eat the melon with peace of mind.

"It's such a nice, nice day today."

"Cough cough!"

Mo Weiwei was so happy that she actually started humming a song. It was by chance that she heard Ning Zhiyi singing it. She thought the melody was good, so she wrote it down.

Although the song was not bad, the nanny on the stage still rolled her eyes and coughed twice to remind her to pay attention to the impact.

Mo Weiwei was not nervous, but the ladies in the audience were. If they were not careful, they might be publicly executed. Who could bear that? They stopped smiling and their bodies became tense.

Mo Weiwei's friend looked at her resentfully, and seeing this, Mo Weiwei became even more proud, and even took the time to make a proud little expression to her friend.

System: [Okay, since it’s Mo Weiwei who’s playing the piano now, why not expose her secrets?]

Mo Weiwei, whose smug expression hadn’t yet been suppressed, said:

No way, no way, why would you bring something like this to play with?

"Puchi!" The friend couldn't help laughing out loud and mouthed to her: You deserve it, you're showing off!

Mo Weiwei was almost crying, she didn't want to be publicly executed!

Is there anyone who can come and rescue her!

Unfortunately, no one came to save her in the end, and the system's "ruthless" voice still appeared in her ears.

[Miss Mo is actually a wonderful person. Naturally, her mother Mo, who gave birth to such a wonderful person, is a great wonderful person. This great wonderful person is best at "drawing big cakes". She tailors attractive "big cakes" for every master in the mansion. ]

Mo Weiwei raised her head, eh?

The good news is that the gossip that was exposed was not her own, but the bad news was that it was her mother's gossip that was exposed, making her not know whether to cry or laugh.

I had no intention of continuing to play, and didn't care that I had played a few syllables wrong. I finished it hastily, left the stage, and only felt a little relieved when I sat down in my seat.

Facing her friend's mischievous gaze, Mo Weiwei muttered to herself, "I'm blind. I can't see anything."

Friends: ???

you are vicious!

[Tong'er, I guess Miss Mo has also learned her mother's skill of painting cakes, but I don't know if she is good at it.]

Mo Weiwei continued to mutter: "Well, I'm deaf and can't hear anything."

Friends:......

System: [Of course, she not only learned it, but also put it into practice, often making promises to her good sisters.]

The friend was stunned. Have you ever eaten the cake that Weiwei drew? How come he has no impression of it?

He turned to look at Mo Weiwei with a questioning look, but Mo Weiwei had already closed her eyes and muttered:

"I'm a fool, a big fool, I don't understand anything!"

Friends:......

(??へ???╬)

[Let's talk about her mother first. When Mo Weiwei was a child, she drew a big round pie for her, saying that little girls should learn how to manage money and their own assets, and that in the future, all of Mo Weiwei's Yueyinhe private property would be handed over to her for management. ]

[At that time, Mo Weiwei had just started learning arithmetic. She was so happy when she heard this. She thought that if she managed her monthly silver, she could buy endless candies and all kinds of sweet cakes. She clapped her hands and naively asked her mother how much her monthly silver was.]

The system paused here and asked: [Host, guess how much moon silver Mo Weiwei has? ]

[Isn’t it a lot? ]

The system paused intentionally to let Ning Zhiyi guess. Ning Zhiyi thought that Mo Weiwei had a lot of monthly silver.

The others were very curious about how much monthly silver they got. The friend poked Mo Weiwei and said, "Okay, stop playing dead. Tell me how much monthly silver you got. Let me open my eyes."

Mo Weiwei lowered her head and tried to act coy. She whispered, "A lot. Very much. If I tell you, you'll be scared to death. So it's better if you don't know."

"Oh, so many. I'm even more curious about what to do."

The conversation between the two was heard by other young ladies around them. They whispered to each other and cast envious glances at Mo Weiwei.

Mo Weiwei lowered her head even more.

[Haha, that's a lot, a full 1,000 copper coins.]

Ning Zhiyi: [Wow!]

Other ladies: "Wow, Mrs. Mo is so generous!"

"It would be nice if Madam Mo was my mother."

Wei Yashu, who was listening attentively: ???

One thousand copper coins, generous?

Are you kidding me!

[No, wait, one thousand what?] Ning Zhiyi reacted belatedly.

Other ladies: Hey, wait wait, one thousand copper coins???

She had just said that she hoped Madam Mo was her mother's daughter, and then she said silently, "Forget it. I suddenly think my mother is pretty good."

Mo Weiwei:......

Suddenly I felt like I had been hit hard!

The system held back its laughter, [It's one thousand copper coins. Host, you don't know how excited Mo Weiwei was when she saw the one thousand copper coins. She was thinking about how to spend so much money, and she thought the candies she bought would fill up the whole room. ]

[She was generous and magnanimous. She waved her hand and sent a message to her brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts in each room, and grandparents, saying that she would cover all the candies for everyone in the future, and that she was now a wealthy person.]

[During that time, she brought a lot of joy and laughter to the Mo Mansion with her own efforts. ]

My friend almost laughed himself into death, holding his handkerchief with both hands, and said, "Ahem, I'll buy all the candies for everyone from now on, haha!"

A lively lady then said, "Come on, sisters, please go to the candy shop. Miss Mo will pay for all the expenses."

"Hahaha!" The ladies around were shaking with laughter. Fortunately, their manners were good and their bodies were not crooked. At least from behind, there was no sign of anything abnormal about them.

Mo Weiwei looked like she had lost all hope in life. Smile, smile. She also smiled like this when she ate other people's melons before.

Today I finally understood a truth: sooner or later you will have to pay for what you have done.

Most of the ladies who came to watch the fun today came for the melon. They have fulfilled their wish and become the ones who contribute the melon. Now they only hope that the beautiful, generous and considerate Miss Ning Zhiyi can tell another melon later!

[Interesting, she always takes charge of the candy supply of the Mo Mansion, so she must have owed a lot of "external debts", right? ]

System: [That's it, there's no way to pay it back! The first few years were spent on 'paying back candy', but this also has its benefits, Mo Weiwei's teeth are all good, without a single cavity. ]

A young lady in the crowd cast an envious look at Mo Weiwei.

Ning Zhiyi was a little envious. She loved eating sweets when she was a child and had cavities.

[Ms. Mo has a good personality. She didn't ask her mother to increase her monthly salary even though she is in this situation.]

[No, host, she requested it, and she requested it strongly, asking her mother to increase her monthly salary. She almost threw a tantrum and begged, but Mo's mother only used one move to control Mo Weiwei.]

The system paused, whetting everyone's appetite before saying, "Mo's mother said, child, do you know how much our family's average monthly salary is? The average monthly salary per person is 20 taels of silver, which is 20 strings of cash. Is this too much?"

Ning Zhiyi touched his nose and said, "If the average monthly salary for each person is 20 taels, that's not a small amount. It's already quite good."

System: [That’s right, Mo Weiwei thought so. She was fooled by her mother again. She was very happy thinking about the 20 strings of silver coins. However, she was not happy for more than two days. Her silver coins were all spent again.]

[In her free time, Mo Weiwei spent her days thinking and looking at her parents, brothers and sisters, which made them all feel nervous. Until one day, her brother couldn't hold it in any longer and asked her what was wrong. Mo Weiwei said, "I'm wondering which one of you took my monthly salary."]

Mo Weiwei covered her face. The past was too painful to recall. She could still remember her brother's shocked expression. He almost raised his hand to protest, "It's not me! I don't even know how to receive my monthly salary. It's impossible for me to receive yours."

My sister also immediately expressed her opinion, "It's not me, my monthly salary is fixed and has never changed. It's not enough to spend every month, it's very stable."

So she finally looked at her father. Mr. Mo was the most indifferent and said directly: "It's not me either, because I don't have any monthly silver!"