The barbarian concubine: mistakenly provoking the evil king

"Madam, I don't know if something has happened to you because you are in a low mood. Madam, you can say it. Maids and maids may share some for you. Don't always hold it in your heart. Don't hold it in your heart. It will be bad." sandalwood really can't see his master's expression of loss.

Fang Yusheng shook his head indifferently.

To tell the truth, she really wants to meet Xiao and qianshuang now, talk about her heart, tell qianshuang about her troubles, and tell qianshuang what she thinks.

After a long time, he finally came to a very quiet place, where there was a slightly dilapidated Pavilion. She went and sat down, ignoring other people's eyes. Anyway, sandalwood was the only one following her. She wanted to be quiet.

Looking at the quiet voice and shadow of his master, sandalwood also shut up.

After a long time, Fang Yusheng finally calmed his mood. It turned out that Jiang Xuanli was really going to get married, and he had to choose a knowledgeable and reasonable wife for him. It was really worse, but what could it be? She still had to accept it.

"Let's go. Didn't sister Jiang say to let the palace go with her to help Lord Jiang choose a reasonable wife? Go now. Finish the work as soon as possible, and the palace will return to the palace as soon as possible, so that the emperor won't worry about the palace." Fang Yusheng really hates the emperor one by one, but he can't help it.

Looking at the faint smile on her master's face, sandalwood is relieved, as long as she can figure it out.

If she guessed correctly, she thought she should be able to guess the mind of her master, but she also felt that there was no need to point out this kind of thing. It was better to let them know in their own heart. Why say it so directly, let it go.

Back to the place he had just done, Jiang Yueying had fallen asleep on the swing. Fang Yusheng walked over and patted her on the shoulder, slowly calling her: "sister Jiang, wake up."

Vaguely opened her eyes, Jiang Yueying suddenly remembered what had happened just now. She smiled faintly and said to Xiaotao, "Xiaotao, prepare a cloak for the palace. The palace is a little weak and can't blow. If you feel cold again later, it's not good."

After Xiaotao agreed, she went into the house to find the cloak.

Looking at the Yingyan over there, Fang Yusheng couldn't help but gently ask Jiang Yueying, "sister Jiang, if it's about origin, what kind of talent can match Lord Jiang? I'm afraid there's nothing like Shangshu."

Jiang Yueying held a string of Buddha beads in her hand. After turning around, she finally answered Fang Yusheng: "I'm not very clear about this. All the ladies of the official family who came today are invitations sent by their father, so it's OK to choose among these people. They should be the candidates that my father likes. There are about a dozen people. Just take a look at them at will and test them."

"Should Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting be tested? At least you should know how to be reasonable. You should be able to recite poetry and Fu. Lord Jiang must have such a good elegance." Fang Yusheng's tone was faint, but in fact, she was confused. Many things in the world are really made by nature.

Just at this time, Xiaotao had brought a cloak and put it on Jiang Yueying. The two men walked slowly towards the garden of the mansion.

When seeing the women in Chinese clothes, Fang Yusheng still missed a beat in his heart. What these women don't say is that they are extremely beautiful and spoiled young ladies. Everyone has fair skin and polite conversation.

"See Mrs. Jiang, see Wan Jieyu." now that everyone has learned Fang Yusheng's identity, no one dares to disrespect her. As soon as they came here, the young ladies began to kneel down and salute. This is a basic courtesy. If they can't even pass the first etiquette, they will be eliminated directly.

After taking a look at Fang Yusheng, Jiang Yueying said slowly, "ladies, don't be polite. We all know why we're here today. The palace hopes to see your most real side, not your affectation."

After sitting down one after another, Fang Yusheng spoke softly: "sister Jiang said that there were competitions in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Each of us asked two questions. If we answered all four questions correctly, we can stay, and if we didn't answer them correctly, we can go by ourselves. Adult Jiang shouldn't like those delicate and artificial little sisters very much."

When he said this, Fang Yusheng's eyes fell on the woman in green clothes sitting in the last row, the one who had just clashed with her.

"If you play the piano, play one song each. After all, every woman must know the four things of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and you are still a young lady of an official family. Your conditions are much better than others." Jiang Yueying's voice is soft and weak, which makes people feel very good.

In the following period of time, more than ten women each played a song they were best at. Some of them only knew a little about fur and dared to play. Finally, they were directly pulled away by the housekeeper. People like them were eliminated directly without any chance.

After the elimination, there were only eight women on the scene. They looked very dignified. The woman in green clothes had been eliminated in the first inning.

Jiang Yue Yingtan glanced at Fang Yusheng and conveyed his meaning in his eyes.

A faint smile.

Fang Yusheng looked at the woman sitting below, held back the bitterness in his heart and slowly opened his mouth: "let me test the book. Let's talk about the poem. I'll say the last sentence and everyone will type the next sentence. Those who can't answer can leave."

People said they had no opinion.

After thinking about it carefully, Fang Yusheng dragged out: "there is no one in the empty mountain, but what's the next sentence when I hear the human voice?"

"Return to the deep forest and shine on the moss."

"Red beans are born in southern China. How many branches do they have in spring?"

"May you gather more. This thing is the most lovesick."

“……”

Several more questions came out again and again. Most of these women answered correctly. It seems that they have made a lot of efforts in this area. Fang Yusheng asked these poems, mostly for Jiang Xuanli, because she felt that men like Jiang Xuanli should like to spend time with their wives and recite poems and Fu.

Because this is the most beautiful artistic conception.

Their feelings in this age are nothing more than the orders of their parents and the words of matchmakers. Basically, no one can refuse. Fang Yusheng doesn't want to ask the latter two questions anymore, because this excellent person has been revealed, and Jiang Yueying thinks so.