The Job of an Imperial Concubine

Ning Fei's temperament is similar to her title. She is peaceful and peaceful. She is a very easy-going woman. Zhuang Luoru doesn't have much contact with him, so she doesn't talk much about tea.

Now she is standing on the cusp of the wind and waves. Although she wants to prevent the intentional people from framing, no one dares to be rude to her.This kind of scene that everyone treats with care is extremely easy to produce spiritual satisfaction, and it is no wonder that such a woman tries her best to spoil the harem, because power, luxury and vanity must be built on the emperor's favor.

"The tea here in Ning Fei always tastes a little bit more," Fei Xiangui put down the tea cup with a smile. "Even the same tea in my palace can't make this kind of taste."

"That's the truth. The emperor usually came to my palace to drink tea, and always wanted to boast the tea from Sister Ning," Rou Fei smiled. "When I drink today, I really think the tea in my palace is shabu-shabu water." ."

"Sister Xian Guifei and Sister Roufei made me hide my face," Ning Fei's voice was not a pearl-shaped jade plate, but it gave an indescribable sense of comfort. As a woman, Zhuang Luoru couldn't help but feel a little like it.

This kind of affinity is a weapon in the harem.

Picking up the tea cup and blowing it lightly, the taste was very light but with a long plum scent, reminding her that some past masters who had made good tea by relying on making good tea attracted the attention of some important figures.Thinking of this, she felt that she was incompetent. She could not sing poetry, paint or even make tea, or sing or dance. She couldn't even reckon much about Sun Tzu's art of war.Emotionally, it did not attract any man who could not eat or drink and sleep, which did not meet the minimum standards for crossing a family.

"What is Zhao Xianrong thinking, so fascinated?" Rou Fei looked slightly at Zhuang Luoyan, and this angle made her appear to be condescending.

"I just thought that when the emperor came to the concubine, she also disliked the concubine's tea. The concubine didn't know what the reason was, but now she finally knows it." Zhuangluo took a sip and said, "The emperor's stomach is calmed. The concubine is raised so high, the concubine like a concubine cannot make good tea for the emperor."

"Mr. Zhaoxian Rong was very polite, who didn't know what was made in the small kitchen in your palace was extremely delicious," Yan Guibin was ashamed of the previous Jinfeng incident, so she went to the palace late compared to herself. Zhuangluo, who is wise, is very upset. "Even if you don't have good tea, there will be food to keep the emperor's stomach."

Was she taunting her to keep the emperor's stomach by food, but not for other reasons?

Zhuangluo lazily looked back at Yan Guipin, "Yan Guipin likes to eat there. If you have free time in the future, will you eat with me?"

You laughed at me to keep the emperor by food. I laughed that you didn't even have food. When Zhuangluo roared against his opponent, he never had such kind and noble qualities.

"Thank you Xianrong for your kindness, concubine does not value her appetite," Yan Guibin smiled stiffly. "It's better not to bother the lady."

Sister Gui looked leisurely at the couple of women rolling each other and blowing the tea stalks in the tea. After Yan Guibin had finished speaking, she slowly said: "It seems that Yan Guibin still likes food, otherwise how to remember It’s a small kitchen in Zhaoxianrong’s palace.” Gently put down the teacup, she glanced at it slightly. “Even the emperor said that Zhaoxianrong loves food, and your appetite is naturally better than Zhaoxianrong. ."

The princess of the princess moved her eyebrows, and the words of Princess Sui really didn't give Yan Gui's face. Although this Yan Gui princess came from the old road where she learned how to dance, it is a pity that it is difficult to draw the skin. Some things are not imitated by imitation. Here, so Su Ruizi is the concubine Shu, and her Xue Zhenyao is just a concubine.

I don’t blame Shu Guifei for being polite, and no one likes someone to climb up the old road. This kind of Yangui is still not interesting in this kind of conversation, and she wants to come out to speak a lot, and it’s no wonder that others don’t give her face.

After Sui Guifei's words came down, Yan Guipeng's face was even uglier. Sui Guifei secretly pointed out that she was no better than Zhuang Luoru, but she could not refute.

"This is actually not a rare thing, but it is made from the plum blossoms that bloomed when it snowed, and it is because you boasted that there is nothing underground in the sky," Ning Fei's soft voice sounded in the house. Go, it's just a novelty."

Ning Fei successfully broke up the awkward atmosphere in the house. Zhuang Luoyan didn't realize that she was one of the awkward atmospheres. She drank a sip of tea. "Concubine is a vulgar who can't taste tea, just think it's very good. drink."

"Looking at how the mother is drinking tea, the concubine also believes that you will not taste tea anymore," Jiang Guipin smiled, covering her lips. "The concubine is rude, and she also asks the mother to forgive her sins."

"I know you want to say the allusion of cow chewing peonies," Zhuang Luoyan shook his head with a smile. "For me, the tea of ​​Ning Fei's lady is the best truth, is it not?"

"The taste in tea, the style of plum blossoms, how can it be so easy to produce," Xu Zhaorong smiled faintly, "Xianrong Madam should be sincere."

If the woman in the middle who can't stand Zhuangluo Rouge, no one will be ranked first when Xu Zhaorong ranks second. This kind of pretentiousness is really bitter. The joke in Meiyuan a few days ago. I'm afraid I forgot again.

"Sincerity also has the benefits of honesty, but it's hard to be sorrowful and grievous throughout the day," Rou Fei snorted. "Like us vulgars, naturally they don't understand the style, and it's no wonder that Xu Zhaorong is at the top. Appreciate the plum blossom style in the cold."

Rou Fei said this, and there was a soft laughter in the house. Everyone who wanted to come to Xu Zhaorong's joke in the previous days did not forget it, so everyone couldn't help laughing.

Looking at Xu Zhaorong's ugly face, Zhuang Luorong sighed in his heart. The hypocritical person would not accept it, and some people would accept it. I am afraid that a person with such a temperament can not stand Xu Zhaorong's work, so this is really true. Enough.

Concubine Shu shook her head with a smile, looking at Zhuang Luoru with a joke: "It can be seen that you have also lived up to the plum blossoms given to you by the emperor. Fortunately, you will not make this plum tea, otherwise those poor plum blossoms will enter Your stomach."

"Sister Gui Guifei can save some face for her concubine, otherwise the concubine may have no face to be here." Zhuang Luohong blushed and picked up the tea cup to hide his shame.

"I think Fei Fei said very reasonable, but those poor plums did not enter your stomach."

As soon as the emperor's voice came out, all the women got up and asked for peace.

Feng Jin reached out and lifted up Princess Gui, and turned to look at Zhuang Luoyan. "You can drink less, otherwise I will love this good tea for Ning Fei."

Princess Gui also joked a few words, and then looked at the woman in red behind the emperor. "Isn't this a talented person?" He looked up and down. "The queen's mother has a vision. This red dress is on the precious person. , It couldn’t be more suitable.”

"The concubine thanked the maiden for her reputation," Zhen Cairen looked at the concubines in the house enviously. These are the masters of some positions in the harem. She thinks that in the near future she will be like these women, so that the harem's minions are careful. Waiting, instead of as usual, seeing the concubine of a little place, you have to kneel down and please.

"I just met Jin Cairen in the Royal Garden. I heard that Ning Fei invited Ai concubines to taste tea, so I came to see it," Feng Jin sat down and took the tea from Ning Fei. "You all sit down, I’m not here to sweep your interest."

With you there, even if these women have half a taste of tea, Zhuang Luoru sat down in the original position, glanced at the talented person sitting in the last seat, and said nothing.

"Fang Caizhen heard that Zhencai people also make good tea, but unfortunately I haven't tasted better tea than Ning Fei," Feng Jin took a sip of tea and turned to Ning Fei, "It is really good tea It’s no wonder that some vulgar people would rather have chewed peonies by laughing cows and drink more."

"The emperor's absurd praise," Ning Fei looked at Jin Cairen with a smile. "Why not let the concubine also taste Zhen Cairen's tea."

"Well, let her make it to taste." Feng Jin put down the teacup and said a little.

Hearing this, Zhen Cairen showed a joy that could not be concealed, and he was busy after saluting.

Zhuang Luoyan secretly sighed, this genius is still a little simpler, just trying to win the attention of the emperor, but never thought that this is Ning Fei's tea tasting banquet, where she was allowed to show her tea skills, even a little humility, I really don't know if she was too confident or did not put Ning Fei in her eyes.

In the sight of the concubines, the talents of Zhen Cairen made tea beautifully, holding the purple sand duvet in his white hands, and wearing the red dress, the inexpressible charm.

After the tea was presented in front of everyone, the plum tea that Ning Fei had originally brewed was already cold enough to leave half the heat.

Feng Jin took the first bite and nodded approvingly, "Although it is not as clean as the concubine of Ning Fei, it still tastes a bit."

Ning Fei said with a smile, "The emperor lifted his concubine, and the tea of ​​Jincairen also has a special flavor."

Zhuang Luoru took a sip, the taste of the tea was indeed good, but it was in the wrong place.

"Tea is about to be drunk too. Let's take these tea sets." Feng Jin put down the tea and didn't like the tea brewed by Jincai people.

"Yes," Zhen Cairen received a word of appreciation from the emperor. He was very happy and asked the servants around him to clean up the tea set. "Luo'er, put the tea set down."

Feng Jin quietly watched the tea set being accepted, and then spoke to the concubines for a while. Yomo passed another incense and turned to Ning Fei, "It's not early, I should go back to the palace."

All the concubines got up and drove off, Feng Jin got up and took two steps, suddenly stopped and pointed at the Luoer who had returned to the house: "Jin Cairen, this maid is by your side, what's your name?"

The Jincai people thought that the emperor was in love with Luo'er. Although he was unwilling in his heart, he still answered respectfully: "Back to the emperor, this is the concubine near the concubine, called Luo'er."

"Which network?" Feng Jin frowned slightly.

"Going back to the emperor, it is the silk network." Zhen Cairen answered, but for a long while he did not get the emperor's response. He could not help but looked up carefully, only to see that the emperor's handsome face did not have a half expression.

"Come here, drag this maid named Luo'er out of the stick," Feng Jin gave a light glance to Zhencai. "Let Dianzhong Province give Jincai a palace lady again."

Jin Cairen looked pale as Luo Er was dragged away by the strong eunuch. For a while, he didn't recover, and he didn't know where Luo Er was making the emperor unhappy.

"This tea feast is over, and the palace should be back," Shu Guifei looked at Jin Cairen and left.

Everyone left one by one, and only when Zhenzhen understood and understood the palace of Ning Fei, he felt cold all over.

"Don't look at what I am, and dare to call this name, deserve to be killed by the rod, this precious talent is really rampant, and dare to let the lady around him call this name, it is really not on the table."

Hearing what the eunuchs were not far away, Zhen Cai stumbled under his feet, a pretty face against the red, terribly white.

"That col...was killed by the staff?" Jiang Guipeng's maiden's voice shook with a trace of silk, and apparently had no worries about the great maiden just now.

"Which are the most vigorous in the palace now?" Jiang Guipeng asked indifferently.

"Who else is there, isn't it just those?" The court lady supported Jiang Guishen, somewhat puzzled. "But what's the relationship with them?"

"Do you know, what's Zhao Xianrong's name?" Jiang Guipin looked at the distance and said ironically, "Who told this Luo'er to follow such a master, he didn't die unjustly."

The maiden suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the emperor would kill the maiden. Isn't Zhao Xianrong's girlfriend's name a letter? Not only the sound is the same, but the writing method is exactly the same.

"The emperor really loves Zhao Xianrong." The palace girl murmured.

Jiang Guipin smiled noncommittally, "It is indeed a pet."