Early the next morning, Su Kui was dragged up from the soft bedding by Luyao, and said, "Aunt Tan from the emcee's office will come to teach the etiquette in the palace."
In response, Su Kui only raised her eyebrows indifferently, and asked, "Do you think I need to learn these things?"
Luyao was silent, speechless.
Then silently put the quilt back on her back, Su Kui rolled over and squinted, and said lazily: "Go and tell Aunt Tan at the emcee's shop that I am sick and can't go. The more serious you say, the better! "
Luyao couldn't, but could only get out.
In the spacious hall of the Jiaofang Division, hundreds of young girls lined up neatly, standing upright, looking straight ahead.
Aunt Tan, who was at the front of the crowd, wore a pure purple palace dress, with an upright posture and a cold face.
Like ice knives, his eyes swept across the girl in front of her. Anything she looked at, she quickly closed her eyes, dodged her eyes, and didn't dare to look at her.
Suddenly, Aunt Tan's eyes paused, her gaze stayed at the third position in the second row of the team, and she narrowed her eyes.
And there was no one in that position!
The hall was silent for a while, as if the air had condensed into a mass of entities.
In this depressing environment, the girls were so scared that they held their breaths and dared not move.
It was too depressing, Aunt Tan didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, her face could freeze into ice.
After a while, Aunt Tan lit the empty seat and asked coldly, "Where is the person in this position?"
As far as they could see, the girls dropped their heads involuntarily.
"Huh?!" Aunt Tan increased her tone again, "Everyone is deaf. If you have qualities like yours, what else do you choose? What to learn? Just pack your bags and go home!"
She uttered words and words, and the reverberation kept reverberating in the empty hall.
Some low sobbing noises began to be heard from the crowd, accompanied by whispers, "Ask what are we doing? How do we know!"
"That is, why does she speak to us like this!"
As soon as the voice fell, Aunt Tan's eyes fell on the sixth girl in the front row, "You, get out!"
There was an uproar in the team, the sobbing sound seemed to be contagious, and some became uncontrollable.
The girl standing in the sixth position wore a peach pink gauze skirt, her face was full of spring, her jet-black long hair was coiled into a snake bun, and a golden step was inserted into it, and she trembled slightly with her figure.
The girl saw that many people's eyes were falling on her, her pretty face blushed, and she stepped forward and said angrily: "Come out and come out! Do you know who I am? But a servant who waits, what are you arrogant? Let's go in. Gong is for the draft, not to listen to your scolding! If something goes wrong with me, can you bear it?"
As soon as this remark came out, it exploded in the crowd like a bolt from the blue sky, and the girl who was so frightened just sobbed silently.
The maids waiting in the hall bowed their heads, there are always so many unclear minds.
Aunt Tan sneered, her face was completely frozen, giving people the illusion that she would fall into the ice with just one mouthful.
"It's Yu Yingying, the third lady in the Prime Minister Zuo's mansion, right? She looks really good." But in a flash, the ice on Aunt Tan's face instantly retreated, and the snow melted.
Yu Yingying's somewhat timid face suddenly lifted, and after a moment she showed a proud expression.
As if to say: Let's see, let's see! I just said that this old slave is a paper tiger, he can't turn it over!