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The food is really not delicious. The vegetables are all blanched in boiling water. They look bright green in color but are actually bland and tasteless. The meat slices were woody and fishy, ??and there were no side dishes.
The white rice was a bit raw.
During the more than ten years she lived in Zhuangzi, all kinds of dishes were available in Zhuangzi, and they were all fresh. Her mother was a good cook, and even a very simple dish of cabbage could be made sweet and delicious.
Although the Marquis of Jingyang did not give them anything as a gift, with the skillful hands of her mother and the servants in the village who treated them very well, the silkworms they raised could weave mulberry silk handkerchiefs and silk fans. Sold at a good price, they lived a simple life and still lived well.
It can be said that Ming Ruoxie actually did not suffer too much.
Her mother also kept telling her not to forget that she was a daughter of a prince, and she was not left behind in etiquette, chess, calligraphy and painting.
" However, this is something that the third lady of Jingyang Hou Mansion knows how to do. Ming Ruoxie is very lazy and is also a person who enjoys herself. She doesn't cook, but she has a very tricky tongue.
Ming Ruoxie could only manage to eat such a meal when she was very hungry now. If she had to eat such a meal every now and then, she would probably become irritable.
So Ming Ruoxie decided that when Ren Yazi sent people over, she would choose someone with good cooking skills.
Although the food was not delicious, it filled her stomach.
As soon as the bowls and chopsticks were removed, Butler Zhu brought someone over.
However, before anyone came, Xingzhui brought a veil over with a straight face and asked Ming Ruoxie to put it on.
"Why do you need to wear a veil?" Ming Ruoxie was quite puzzled.
"The prince said, don't let outsiders see your appearance and spread it."
Ah.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Is it because she is ugly and is she afraid that it will be spread out and embarrass him?
Ming Ruoxie took the veil and put it on, and said sarcastically: "Your prince chose his concubine from among the dead anyway. If anyone wants to make a joke, the joke has already started."
"That's different. Maybe some people think that the person chosen by the prince is very beautiful? Then it will be heard better." It¡¯s more.¡±
"Go and tell your prince, no matter how ugly the concubine you choose is, you will admit it." Ming Ruoxie laughed.
With a dark face, Xingzhui stopped paying attention to her, turned around and went out angrily.
He really didn¡¯t want to see this woman again.
Why do you really want to rely on the prince like this?
When Butler Zhu brought Ren Yazi in, Ming Ruoxie was thinking about the medicine room of the Medical Research Institute. As soon as he stepped into the hall, her eyes moved and she raised her eyes to look at the visitor.
Renyazi brought in sixteen people, who looked to be from thirteen to thirty years old.
They are all slaves.
Ming Ruoxie sniffed it gently and his eyes darkened.
Among the several low-quality powdery fragrances, there is one fragrance that is particularly special.
But there were so many people, she couldn¡¯t find out who the scent was coming from.
"Butler Zhu, is this Miss Ming?"
The man's eyes flickered and fell on Ming Ruoxie's face. He was obviously disappointed when he saw her wearing a veil.
The corner of Ming Ruoxie¡¯s mouth curled up into a sneer.
It seems that there are many people outside who are extremely curious about her.
There was such an opportunity to find out about her so quickly, how could those people miss this opportunity?
"The girl will choose the maid by herself, you just wait there without asking any questions." Butler Zhu said to the servant girl in a cold voice.
"Yes, yes, I understand."
Ren Yazi then stood aside with his hands tied.
A dozen slaves stood in rows in the hall, all with their heads slightly lowered and expressions different.
But most of them are uneasy and a little panicked.
???????????Is this because you are afraid of being chosen by her and becoming a maid in Prince Jin's Mansion?
That's right. King Jin is not from the Lan Kingdom, and he is just a hostage. He can die at any time. Working in the palace of King Jin is really insecure. Who knows when he will be sold again or buried with King Jin. ?
When King Jin died of illness, Emperor Lan probably gave Dazhen an explanation and buried the whole family with him, probably to show his kindness.
They just heard someone say this today.
Ming Ruoxie just sat there, looking at them without saying a word.
?In such an atmosphere, several of the slaves who were originally frightened could not hold on any longer and began to cry softly.
Butler Zhu¡¯s face instantly turned ugly.
How unreasonable!
Even these slaves are so afraid of despising Prince Jin¡¯s Mansion!
This is definitely a slap in the face of their prince.
With a "plop", an older slave knelt down and cried on the ground, "Please, girl, don't choose this slave. I'm so clumsy that I can't do anything well!"
Ming Ruoxie:
She looked at Butler Zhu with a teasing look in her eyes.
¡°Look, it¡¯s a prince¡¯s palace after all, but to be disliked like this, I would rather belittle myself in this way than work in Prince Jin¡¯s palace.
Butler Zhu¡¯s face turned even uglier.
But that¡¯s not all that¡¯s even uglier. With the beginning of being a slave, people started to kneel down and cry and beg one after another.
"Please, girl, don't choose a slave. I have pruritus and this disease is contagious!"
"This slave has lice on his head, so he can't serve the girl well!"
"My slave's life is too strict. I may overwhelm my master's family and not dare to enter the palace."
"My slave has bad breath, girl, don't choose me!"
¡°Girl.
Looking at the fifteen slaves, except for the two who were crying, most of them knelt down and begged for no choice, and the reasons were all bizarre, and all of them were willing to belittle and trample themselves.
Ren Yazi was also dumbfounded.
Although he roughly told them before he came that it was their fate not to be selected, he never told them that he would slap King Jin in the face like this.
If these slaves do this, he will be disgraced.
Butler Zhu clenched his fists even more.
How could he not have thought at this time that someone must have asked these slaves to do this.
There are many people who want to see King Jin¡¯s joke, and there are many people who want to embarrass King Jin.
"However, no matter how powerful their prince is, it is not his turn to treat these lowly slaves like this!"
He took a deep breath and was about to drive the person out when he heard Ming Ruoxie speak.
"Those who are kneeling, and those two who are crying pitifully, I will choose someone from among you."
What?
Everyone looked at her in shock for a moment, and even those who cried forgot to cry.
They are all so willing to put themselves down, but she still wants to choose someone from among them?
Ming Ruoxie said lightly, as if talking to herself, "Who made this girl born to be rebellious? The more others don't want it, the more I have to force it? You cry, and the one who cries the loudest will stay. Just find a reason, Those who are about to die, those with rotten intestines and stomachs, which can be passed on to others, the more severe the better, the sickest ones will be kept."
? All slaves and maids:
They seemed to have been grabbed by the throat, and no one could cry anymore. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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