The Virtuous Concubine of the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 1 Entering the Palace (1)

On the 14th day of the first month of the lunar calendar in the [-]th year of Kangxi, the Lantern Festival has just passed, and the Forbidden City is still full of auspicious and festive New Year atmosphere.

It is reasonable to say that the annual draft of the Ministry of Internal Affairs is around August, but last autumn, the Forbidden City broke out bean plague, and a large number of court ladies and eunuchs were sent away, leaving the palace empty. To fill the servants in the palace.

This is the first time Jiaorong has entered this huge imperial palace. The Forbidden City in my memory is still what my father said when I was a child, with purple pillars and golden beams, red walls and green tiles, but it is also austere and implying sharp swords.

It is also a draft, the Eight Banners draft picks the emperor's concubines, and the House of Internal Affairs draft picks the servants who serve the masters in the palace, because they are all born in wrapping clothes, they are born slaves, that is, they serve the masters Life.

Jiaorong straightened the wrinkles on the clothes and smoothed the neckline over and over again.The show girls are all wearing the same light blue padded gowns with no patterns and black embroidered borders, all of which are plain, elegant and beautiful. Presumably, the family is relatively well off.After all, everyone is coated for the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but they are also divided into ranks.

Perhaps because of the snow that just fell last night, the sun today is warmer, shining on the snow in front of the worship room, reflecting dazzling light.

After getting everything in order, Jiao Rong raised her head and took a deep breath.She has a very distinctive face, with sharp edges and corners on her jaw, and slightly raised corners of her eyes. She skillfully blends coolness and charm together, making her look extraordinarily temperamental. She has a slender and graceful figure, but is tall and tough. The type of failure.

But how many of these beautiful girls really want to be selected, and if they enter this deep palace, they will have to serve as slaves for more than ten years, and if they say or do wrong things, they will lose their lives.Although there are also many court ladies with superior looks who will be favored by the emperor as the inner court lords, but the Forbidden City is full of insidious and murderous intentions. If you really want to stay in this palace for the rest of your life, it is better to find an ordinary family outside the palace to marry. I have been to the peaceful days of husband and son.

"Wow, this palace is really grand! It's just like what is said in the teahouse outside the palace!" A sweet-looking girl next to her sighed.

"That's right, if it wasn't for entering the palace for a draft, where would I have seen such a magnificent view." Another show girl echoed.

The time waiting outside the hall was undoubtedly extremely boring. There were many beautiful women this year, but none of them were familiar faces. Jiao Rong stood there for a long while, and noticed a beautiful girl by the flower bed.This girl's skin is as snowy as snow, her breath is like orchid, and she has an aura of affinity. She is a very standard Xiaojiabiyu.

However, Jiaorong noticed that one of the buttons on her neckline was loose. After hesitating again and again, Jiaorong took the initiative to step forward, "This sister."

The girl turned her head when she heard the sound, took a step back respectfully and nodded to Jiaorong, her voice was as soft as a feather, she politely replied "Sister", then raised her head cautiously, with a pair of clear and innocent eyes, "Excuse me, Is there a problem?"

Jiao Rong smiled, and moved her eyes to the girl's neckline, "It's nothing, I saw that your buckle was loose, so I wanted to remind you, it's time for us to enter the palace to apply for election, remember to be prepared."

Upon hearing this, the girl hurriedly looked at the buckle on her collar, and it really was loose.The girl let out a soft "ah", tied it up in a panic, then lowered her head as if she was about to bow to Jiaorong: "Thank you sister for telling me, if there is a mistake in such a small matter, it will lead to a big mistake." .”

Seeing that the girl was so obedient and sensible, Jiaorong quickly grabbed her arm and stopped her from bowing, "Hey, it's nothing worth mentioning."

"Today's contestants are full of fresh faces, you and I can be good companions here." Jiaorong smiled with eyes curved like a moon, "Just call me Jiaorong."

The girl nodded again, and her voice was as thin as a thread: "My little girl Wanliu Hashi Yizhu, thank you for your help."

Although Yi Zhu's temperament is a little more quiet and introverted, but the chat with Jiao Rong can be regarded as speculative. Both of them are entering the palace for the first time, and their family backgrounds are also similar, so they communicate very harmoniously.

But not long after, a sharp female voice in front interrupted the conversation between the two of them: "Oh, sister Shuning, you are finally here! This year's talent show is very mediocre, but your beauty is the most outstanding!"

Jiaorong and Yizhu looked forward together when they heard the sound, and saw a tall, outstandingly beautiful girl with a little heavy makeup and a lot of beads walking over, her tone was full of impatience: "This dress I'm so mad, if it wasn't for the draft, I wouldn't be wearing this shabby clothes."

"Yes, yes, I made you suffer. Sister, please bear with me for now. When you enter the palace, with your aptitude, you will definitely be chosen by the emperor as the young master." The beautiful girl next to you flattered her.

Yi Zhuqing frowned slightly, very puzzled, and asked in a low voice: "Which family is this beautiful girl, who can be so arrogant in the palace?"

Jiaorong's thin lips moved slightly, and just about to respond, a voice came from behind the two of them and answered her first: "This is Meng Shuning, the eldest daughter of Meng Xuwei, the second-rank Jiangsu chief envoy. The surname is Meng Jia, but she has not yet taken out her coat. Although she is participating in the draft of the Ministry of Internal Affairs this time, she is not for entering the palace as a palace maid, but because she wants to be a concubine by the emperor. There is a chance to carry the Eight Banners."

Jiaorong and Yizhu turned around.The beautiful girl who spoke didn't look very old, but her whole body exuded a dignified and steady aura, and her eyes were full of firmness and calmness.

Standing beside her is another beautiful girl, who looks very sweet and lovely in comparison, with two small pink plum blossoms dotted on her head, and her voice is as beautiful as a wind chime: "But she is too cute." She's a bit domineering, and even let other beautiful girls hold her hand, so she clearly considers herself her master!"

At this moment, there was a crisp sound of "slap" from over there, and Meng Shuning slapped down, cursing mercilessly, "Where did you come from, a lowly servant girl! You're messing around here! Give me a headache!"

The beautiful girl who was beaten knelt down with a "plop", and her eyes turned red: "Sister, please forgive me, my sister didn't mean it, she was just passing by..."

Seeing this scene, the girl with the plum blossom pinned behind Jiaorong became impatient. She rolled up her sleeves and tried to reason: "Why is this person like this? He really regards himself as his master?"

"Don't go." Jiao Rong stopped her sharply and pulled her back. Then she looked at a group of people walking slowly in the distance with a pair of beautiful eyes, and whispered to the people around her, "I have a way." .”

　This book is more about group portraits, more about dramas, atypical sweet pets, and contains a lot of palace fighting, so don’t spray it if you don’t like it

　　
　
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