Soon, An Fuhai walked out of the hall, swinging his fly whisk, and then said in a sharp voice: "Every group of thirty people should line up and enter the hall one by one. Now, the thirty people at the front will enter."
Aunt Wang quickly directed the thirty people in front to line up in a formation of five and walked into the main hall.
The first thirty people to enter were of course all the daughters of important ministers, including Yun Jingchu, Bai Ruolan, Lin Wenjing, Yu Wenjia and Gongsun Xue.
The beautiful women entered slowly with steady and light steps. Yun Jingchu felt a little anxious. The selection of the concubine was about to begin, but there was no news about her arrangements. She didn't know if it would be late.
Entering the main hall, they stopped ten feet away from the imperial steps. All the beautiful women saluted: "See you, Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty. See you, the Imperial Concubine, the Xian Concubine, and the Virtuous Concubine. The three empresses are a thousand years old.
Thousands of years old."
Yun Jingchu, who was a little absent-minded, swayed for a moment, then stood firm, attracting the eyes of the four superiors above the imperial steps. However, the eyes of the four people were different.
Dongfang Chen's eyes showed obvious concern.
Concubine De's eyes were filled with curiosity, because she had received an order to spoil the concubine selection. Even if it wasn't spoiled, she couldn't let Yun Jingchu, Bai Ruolan and Lin Wenjing be chosen. The order didn't tell them.
She reasoned, so she was a little curious.
Yun Xiyu's eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness, and he raised his lips mockingly.
Concubine Dong Xian's eyes were more complicated. Yesterday, she received a message from Yun Jingchu, asking her to try not to express any opinions in the concubine selection hall. If she had to, she should follow the emperor's wishes and never go against the emperor's wishes.
Come on. So, Jingchu wants to enter the palace? What he said before about not wanting to enter the palace is a lie?
"Get back on your feet." Dongfang Chen raised his hand and said calmly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." All the ladies stood up and stood with their heads slightly bowed.
Concubine Dong Xian took out a brochure and shouted: "Bai Ruolan! Come forward and talk."
"Yes." Bai Ruolan paused, stepped forward lightly, and said, "My little girl, Bai Ruolan, has met the emperor and the three empresses."
"How old are you?" Concubine Dong Xian asked with a dignified smile on her face.
"To tell you the truth, I'm fifteen, and I just got haircut last month." Bai Ruolan lowered her eyes and replied obediently.
"Are you proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting?" Concubine Dong Xian asked immediately.
"I can't say I'm proficient, but I've learned everything," Bai Ruolan replied, neither humble nor arrogant.
"In this case, let's forget about playing chess. For the remaining three, you can choose the one you have learned best and perform it on the spot." Concubine Dong Xian took a sip of tea and said calmly.
"Yes." Bai Ruolan raised her eyes and looked around the hall, and found that there were three tables in front of her, one with a guqin on it, the second with the Four Treasures of the Study, and the third with watercolors in addition to the Four Treasures of the Study.
pigment.
Bai Ruolan walked to the third table, bowed to the four people on the imperial steps, then sat down, picked up her pen, and started painting.
Concubine Dong Xian picked up the booklet again and said loudly: "Yun Jingchu, come forward and talk!"
"Yes." Yun Jingchu took a deep breath, then stepped forward slowly and saluted, "My little girl Yun Jingchu has met the emperor and the three empresses."
"How old are you?" Concubine Dong Xian still had the same question.