When Eunuch Anbao received the results of the literary and martial arts examinations and received the list, he immediately sent them over.
As expected, Zhan Qingcheng, Mu Mu and Jian Yi are all on the list.
There is a banquet tonight. There is a banquet in the palace to entertain the twenty-one selected noble sons.
In fact, it is the last step of selection, which is to allow everyone to showcase their talents.
Let the princess carefully choose the man she likes after taking another round at the banquet.
Eunuch Anbao also secretly sent a list.
"Princess, these five young masters are the candidates chosen by the emperor. There are still five other places. The princess can choose by herself tonight."
"What's the meaning?
Do you want your father to make an internal decision?"
Feng Jiuer looked at him, but she didn't find this surprising.
Although it feels semi-forced, as a member of the royal family, even if you have never experienced this kind of thing, you should be able to get used to it.
Just like when an emperor chooses a concubine, in fact, the concubine he chooses may not be the one he likes.
It was just a way to win over important ministers.
She put down the list and looked at An Bao; "In other words, there are only two places left for the people I can choose, right?"
"Well?"
Two places?
Aren’t there still five people to choose from?
The princess palace has been tidied up, and An Bao, who plans to recruit this time, followed the emperor's wishes and reserved ten places.
The west wing has been packed up and left for the attendant chosen by the princess.
As for the east chamber, that is left to Feng Qiongcang to choose.
The Feng clan respects the east, and once the east and west compartments are divided, the superiority and inferiority of their status will be immediately apparent.
"Princess, I have already assigned the bedrooms to the ten servants."
"oh?"
So, the big project in the east chamber in the past two days is to serve the five new servants in the future?
Without even thinking about it, those five must be the ones chosen by the emperor.
In other words, everyone else has to live in the west wing.
She thought about it and thought about it again, feeling a little chilly for no reason.
West Wing, inferior?
Hey, why do you feel like you will be killed in any minute?
"Can't the bedrooms be reassigned?"
When An Bao heard this, he immediately whispered: "Princess, the fathers of these people are all important officials in the court, and they will always bring benefits to you in the future."
The princess usually talks casually, so An Bao dared to say this to her.
These words are simple and easy to understand, and the princess cannot pretend not to understand.
But Feng Jiuer never thought about the future even after taking root.
What's more, she didn't even know the use of choosing these so-called servants.
Be a husband?
Stop joking.
How could she, a woman, want so many husbands?
Is it okay to break the law?
However, where does the concept of breaking the law come from?
"Does that mean there's no need to discuss it?"
Since there is no need to discuss, what are you going to tell her about?
"Princess, you are still young now, so you probably haven't realized yet..." "Okay, when will the banquet start?"
I'm going to put on makeup and I'll be back at that time, you go and do your work."
Feng Jiuer yawned.
I woke her up early in the morning and had to watch the selection for the literary test. She didn't have a break at noon, and she had to watch the selection for the martial arts test in the afternoon. By now, she was a little sleepy.
"I'm going to take a nap first. I'll confirm the time of the banquet and have someone notify me."
She turned around and walked into the inner hall, ignoring him.
An Bao originally had a lot to say, such as how to choose during the banquet.
But the princess seemed not interested at all in this matter.
The princess is still too young and has not yet considered the future. Perhaps it is because she has been outside for so many years and is not as knowledgeable as the children who grew up in the palace in planning for themselves.
If he had grown up in a palace, his temperament would probably be different now.
Seeing that the princess really went in, An Bao ignored him and shook his head, and could only walk out of the princess's bedroom.
The Princess Palace is very large, with east and west compartments on both sides.
Although they are all similar buildings, it is obvious that the east wing is much more majestic than the west wing as a whole.
The other five people lived in the west wing... An arrogant figure suddenly passed through An Bao's head.
Let that proud man live in the inferior west wing... Oh, why do I feel a vague uneasiness?
Nothing will go wrong at tonight's banquet, right?
...At nightfall, the palace maid came to dress up Feng Jiuer with fancy clothes.
Jiu'er was in a daze almost the whole time, and was already dressed up before she woke up.
The dressed-up Feng Jiuer was a little less casual, but a little more dignified and noble.
She was really made to be a princess. At least, with just this skin, she looked elegant and luxurious! When she walked slowly, surrounded by eunuchs and maids, all the men present looked at her.
Locked onto her body.
She is not as rigid and serious as ordinary women in the palace, but she is a bit more luxurious and elegant than ordinary women.
She is not stingy and weak like most ladies, but she does not want to be vulgar and rough.
She has a delicate girlish air and a heroic temperament.
You thought she was delicate, but that look back at her made you instantly feel powerful and powerful without anger.
If we really want to say what kind of woman she is, with so many people looking at her, no one can have an accurate explanation in their mind.
In short, this princess is changeable, and any feeling can be applied to her.
Jiu'er sat down and glanced down.
There is no battle to conquer the city.
Alas, headache.
There is another feeling of being killed.
"Princess, except for the young master named Zhan Qingcheng, everyone else has arrived."
The emperor is not here tonight, and An Bao is the organizer of the entire banquet.
Jiu'er rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and the feeling of being killed became more and more intense.
"Where is he now?"
she asked.
An Bao replied truthfully: "The emperor has arranged bedrooms for everyone, so they are probably resting."
Jiuer glanced at Mu Mu who was not far away. Mu Mu just lowered his head and drank and ignored it.
Looking at Jianyi again, Jianyi ate quickly and ignored it.
The temper of the Ninth Prince is not something they can figure out.
If he doesn't want to come, even if he carries a large sedan chair to invite him, he will definitely not be invited.
If he doesn't come, it must be because he is dissatisfied with something.
Feng Jiuer knew this well.
Although she is a princess, she has been feeling uneasy because of the displeasure of a potential servant.
What An Bao said and what everyone said later, Feng Jiuer basically didn't listen to a word.
All his thoughts were focused on that plain white figure.
Not even coming to the banquet would be too much.
But if you like someone so arrogant, what should you do?
The banquet was not over yet. Feng Jiuer made a list of the chosen ones and gave them to Eunuch Anbao. Then she found an excuse and left.
Five people were designated by Feng Qiongcang, and naturally three of the remaining five people were reserved for themselves.
She didn't take a good look at the remaining two.
I wrote two names at random and handed them to An Bao.
As for Feng Jiuer herself, after leaving the garden where the banquet was held, she hesitated and finally walked to the courtyard where the servant was resting...
