Yi Xin as a concubine

The three of them took a bath in turn, and the palace maid brought them food with great tact.

The three of them walked over and sat down. They thanked the little palace maid one by one before picking up their chopsticks and starting to eat.

Seeing that the three girls were all kind, the young maid couldn't help but say, "Mrs. Qin and I are lucky. The three girls are all good-natured. The other courtyards are in chaos right now."

"Oh, what do you say?"

Zhao Xian was a lively person. When he heard this, he became interested and asked while putting down his chopsticks.

"It's because there are too many girls and not enough servants. Today, the girls are all tired and are vying for the maids to serve them. We maids are all low-ranking maids and have never served anyone closely. We usually do rough work and miscellaneous tasks. If we don't serve well, we will be scolded. Some sisters have even been beaten. Sigh!"

"You're talking nonsense again. Go get the medicine for the girls, or they'll be late for study."

An older palace maid came over and interrupted the young palace maid's complaints. It must be the Qin Po that the young palace maid mentioned.

"Greetings to the girls. Xiaoya is a quiet kid, but she also gets along well with the girls."

After talking to the little maid, Mrs. Qin bowed to Xin Baoer and the other two and prepared to leave.

"Mother Qin, please stay. Can you ask me about some rules?" Xin Baoer suddenly said, causing several people to look at her.

Although Mrs. Qin was called Mrs. Po, she looked to be less than 40 years old, except that she had a hunchback and did not look very energetic.

"I am just a lowly servant, how can I know any rules? Miss, you are joking."

Mrs. Qin obviously didn't want to say more.

"Mom, why don't you belittle yourself? You are also an elder here. If we can get some advice from you, we will suffer less."

As Xin Baoer spoke, she took out a few silver peanuts from her sleeve and placed them on the table.

"Look at mom's hands, they are all cracked. Use these to buy some ointment. Life is not easy."

Because he had no strength, he looked at Zhao Xian. Zhao Xian nodded, took the silver peanut, stood up and stuffed it into Qin Po's hand.

"Mother Qin, look at my sister's body. If she continues to train like today, she will definitely not be able to bear it. I'm afraid she will fall ill before she walks out of this door."

Mrs. Qin didn't look at the silver, she just glanced at Xin Baoer.

Zhao Xian had traveled extensively with his father and had met many people, so he had some ability to judge people. She saw clearly that there was a momentary struggle in Qin Po's eyes, and knew there was a chance, so she kept trying.

"Mother Qin, don't worry. We won't pry into any secrets. We just want to get out of here safely."

Mother Qin looked at the three girls' faces and saw that they were all looking at her expectantly without any ambition or calculation in their eyes, so she nodded slightly.

Xin Baoer was delighted and showed some joy on her face, which made people feel that she was just inexperienced, which made Mrs. Qin feel more relieved.

Zhao Xian diligently helped the person sit down on the stool. Wei Yu poured a cup of tea and pushed it over. Xin Baoer smiled weakly.

The three men didn't treat her as a servant at all, which made her let down her defenses a little.

"I have been here for quite some time. Apart from the three-year elections, there are also girls sent here to learn the rules.

Nanny Xue is old, so she is just a pensioner here, so she seldom takes care of things. Usually, it is the three senior palace maids and three maids who take care of things.”

As if she was considering how to say and how much to say, Mrs. Qin slowly drank a sip of water and after a long time, she spoke again.

"Actually, there are no special rules here, because no matter how well or badly you perform, you will be sent in."

"If you can't learn no matter what, or if you get sick all the time like me and can't attend the lessons at all, won't you be eliminated?"

Xin Baoer asked anxiously, and her look made it hard to tell whether she was afraid of being eliminated or wanted to be eliminated.

Mrs. Qin was also stunned by her attitude, and then smiled sarcastically.

"Miss, you may not know that some people were eliminated in the past, but six years ago, His Majesty came to inspect us and selected a few people who didn't quite understand the rules. Since then, no one has been eliminated."

Mrs. Qin's words were very obscure, but the three of them all understood.

"Doesn't that mean that as long as he's still alive, he'll have to be carried into the palace." Zhao Xian muttered in dissatisfaction.

"Girl, be careful with your words. You should know that walls have ears."

Seeing that Mrs. Qin was speaking seriously, Zhao Xian hurriedly bowed to express his gratitude. His awkward way of greeting made several people laugh.

"It's not that I'm overly cautious. It's just that a word I said unintentionally now may become a death warrant for attacking you one day in the future."

"Thank you for your teachings, mom." Upon hearing this, the three of them hurriedly stood up and saluted solemnly.

"All the girls are good. I hope you can be smooth sailing. As long as you can keep up with the pace these days, and don't stand out or fall behind, you won't be punished. If you are not punished, you will have enough time to rest."

"You will stay here for five days, four days for training, and the fifth day is free time for the girls to recover their physical and mental strength so that they can perform well at the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner. Maybe you will catch the eye of that nobleman and have no worries about food and clothing in the future."

As Mrs. Qin spoke, there seemed to be a gleam of longing in her eyes, but Xin Baoer keenly discovered that her longing was not reflected in her eyes.

"Are you talking about His Majesty?" Xin Baoer asked weakly.

"That's not the case. There are many nobles. The Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet requires officials of the fifth rank and above to bring their families to the palace to attend the banquet."

Mrs. Qin immediately responded in a relaxed tone. It was obvious that this question was well known and not difficult to answer.

"Are we cargo?" Wei Yu suddenly growled angrily.

"It's almost the same. Selecting one level after another is like picking animals in a cage." Zhao Xian muttered softly with a disgusted look on his face.

There was silence in the air for a while, and the three girls all looked unhappy.

"People are afraid of comparison. Being too smart or too outstanding is not good; being too stupid or too naive is not good either. Being ordinary is best. The little girl should be back soon, and I will get busy now."

Mrs. Qin said something that seemed to make sense, then stood up, hunched her back and prepared to leave.

"By the way, it is said that those who didn't know the rules were swept up by straw mats and thrown into a mass grave within a few days."

Upon hearing this, the girls were all stunned, with their mouths wide open and eyes wide open, looking extremely frightened.

But Mrs. Qin turned around and left, pretending not to see it.

Looking at Mrs. Qin's back, Xin Baoer seemed to be thinking about something.

"Three girls, I've got the medicine back. Sister Lu'e said it can invigorate blood circulation and dissolve blood stasis. Do you need me to apply the medicine to you?"

Xiao Ya is not very old, probably in her teens, with a chubby little face that still shows ignorance and innocence, and it is obvious that she is well protected.

Xin Baoer couldn't help but look at the figure that had walked away again.

They all have stories!

During the next three days, just as Grandma Qin said, as long as you can keep up with the progress of the majority and don't fall behind, you will have rest time in the morning and afternoon. On the contrary, those who want to show off or those who just can't learn can't get a single moment of rest.

People in later generations often say that we are a country of etiquette, but Xin Rubao did not have a deep understanding of this at that time.

Living in a small family, his parents were of low birth, came from small places, and after graduating from university, they stayed in big cities to work. He rarely visited relatives and friends, and if he didn't go back to his hometown he couldn't even visit them during the New Year. Not to mention that Xin Rubao was a socially anxious person and usually didn't go out.

After four days of practice, Xin Baoer experienced for the first time what a "ritual" country is.

As the saying goes, "Stand with a proper posture and sit with a proper posture."

How do you stand? How do you sit? How do you walk? How do you laugh?

The most important thing is to perform the ritual. I feel it is superficial when I read about it in books. I only realized how difficult it is when I practice it myself.

Just the act of bowing is different at any time, in any occasion, and in front of any person.

When can you salute while standing? Should you kowtow or bow your head? When should you kneel? How should you place your hands after kneeling? Should your toes face inward or outward? What angle should your back be bent into? If the angle is too big, it's too flattering; if the angle is too small, it's disrespectful.

Xin Baoer felt that her whole body was in a mess. When the training time was over, she could not walk or stand, and her back was not straight. She suspected that if she continued to practice like this, she would definitely get spinal disease.

But it's strange, ever since Xin Baoer learned from Mrs. Qin that the Palace of Etiquette and Law would not eliminate people, she has been giving in and doing whatever she is told to do.

As a result, after four days, she miraculously felt that her body was better than before. At least after one day, she could walk back to the yard steadily without anyone's help.

It turns out that Xin Baoer was raised too delicately before. If she exercises more in the future, this body of Lin Daiyu may be saved.

However, Xin Baoer couldn't take care of her physical condition for the time being. Once the devil's training was over, tomorrow would be the Mid-Autumn Festival, which also meant that tomorrow night they would be dragged out for the nobles to comment on and pick and choose.