Poplar's busy work is not an overnight thing. After breakfast, I went over to say a few words to the King of Joy, and then went into the study and went into his own space to study the treasure.

Last night, Poplar discovered another major function of the treasure space. At that time, Poplar gave it a name, and the idea was copied. It turned out that when Poplar sent the 10 sets of clothes into the space last night, he suddenly found that there was a small pavilion in the space. If you look closely, it looks very similar to the pavilion on the hill of my grandfather's house before I went to high school. I don't know what dynasty built it, it's a bit antique. At that time, the depictions on the pavilion were already mottled. Grandpa was tired of walking with himself to collect medicine, so he always had to sit in the pavilion and eat some dry food. Most of the time I chewed a few bags of instant noodles and drank some mineral water.

Poplar was a little sad, the pavilion suddenly appeared in his own space, could it be the modern pavilion no longer exists. It's like the big tree outside my small yard that is dead, but it is replicated in my own space. Unbeknownst to Poplar, the current pavilion had been completely destroyed by a flash flood.

She was accustomed to sitting in the pavilion and put the burden of the 10 sets of clothes on the stone table. Nostalgic for the days of modern life, looking at ten sets of clothes, I thought that the clothes of this dynasty are really shallow people. If you wear clothes like that, let alone fight with people, you can't even take a big step. If it really comes to a critical moment, it is not because of the clothes that bind yourself to death. It's still a modern skirt, as long as you like, and the decorations are also dazzling. Although there are not many opportunities for my profession to wear that kind of fashion. You can walk on the street and find anything you see, and you can crush the cumbersome clothes now. For example, the tutu skirt that just reached the knee and the leggings underneath, and a trench coat. When it's cold, put a down jacket on the outside. Warm and fashionable are all there. It's better than piling layers of fabric on your body now. Those predecessors who crossed over, Goldfinger, popularized those to a certain time and space, and it was completely forced by the situation.

I don't have that much time to change the clothes of the people here, and I don't need to be too different, just dress comfortably. Thinking of this, Poplar felt a little sorry, in his previous life, he was a school uniform when he was studying, a police uniform when he was working, and a camouflage uniform when he went out on a mission. There is simply no chance of real exposure to fashion. She was thinking about it when she suddenly noticed a move in a baggage. I can't help but worry slightly, if there are some insects going in, don't bite your clothes. Poplar watched quietly for a few minutes, and when the burden was gone, she walked over and opened it, and was very surprised.

The original long cloak has been transformed into a trench coat, the complicated skirt has been transformed into a modern skirt, and the undergarment has changed from the original fat to a tight. Poplar didn't believe it, and stretched out his hand to take out the clothes one by one. I can't help but be ecstatic, as if the fake is replaced by ancient fabrics, modern styles. She changed into the outfit inside and walked out of the space. I looked at it over and over again in front of the blurry bronze mirror. looks sassy and heroic, with the demeanor of the police flower in the past life, and the dignified beauty of the current lady.

On such a night, Poplar came and went from the space. I copied 5 sets of clothes with my mind in a row, put them out and took them in, and then modified them. Finally, when I looked at myself and praised myself, the sky was bright. Put the altered five sets of clothes back up with a wrapper. Then he walked into the bedroom of the Easy King with the tonic medicine.

"Yang'er, you are not fair, why don't you come here wearing the clothes that this king gave you?" The King of Joy asked a little angrily.

"Aren't you naïve? What else can Miss Ben do in clothes like that? I guess when I walk from the kitchen here, the food will be frozen. It's meant to be put on for people to see, and it's not suitable for everyday life. ”

"Yang'er, when you enter the royal family in the future, you will have to wear it like that every day."

"Lord Wang, this Yang Er knows. On necessary occasions, Yang Er will not embarrass the prince. Why dress like that in your own home. The aura comes with itself, not packaged out. Poplar said with a smile.

"What Yang Er said always makes sense. Tomorrow is the primary, don't go out today. ”

"Yang Er just listened to the prince, and he won't go anywhere today. As for those complicated dresses, Yang Er is familiar with them for a while. Poplar said obediently.

"Yang'er, it's really uncomfortable to wear, so let Granny Shui and them help change it. The princess of this king is the coarse cloth, and the clothes are the most beautiful. ”

"The oil cavity is slippery. Lord Wang, you lie down obediently, and you haven't fully woken up yet. Miss Ben went to change her clothes. Poplar said as he broke free from the embrace of the King of Ease, and went to the study again with a sweet heart.

There are also five sets of clothes that have not been changed, and Poplar has also put them on, and he began to sharpen his guns in the space. Kicking and punching, jumping and tossing, gradually the restrained clothes became lighter, and the excess belt was no longer a burden.

"Look, what's the police flower can't do now?" Poplar praised himself loudly, and it was already lunch time when he came out of the space.

In the afternoon, I was called over by Mama Rong to guide for a while.

"Miss Bai, the five-year election is an opportunity and a nightmare for every girl. How many young ladies dream of flying on the branches to be phoenixes. In the end, I was reluctant to enter the royal family and became a palace maid. The primary election is a big wave, and those who stay are not necessarily waiting for good luck. Mama Rong sincerely mentioned it.

"Thank you, Mama Rong, Poplar's situation is special and even more dangerous than others. Miss Ben has a relationship with Mama, so she doesn't hide and talk. Poplar also told the truth.

"yes. The five-year election appears to be fair and impartial. The small actions in private have never been broken. Some are already running the next five-year election now. It is said that it is an opportunity for girls and ladies, but it is better to say that it is a product of the changes in the court. ”

"Mama's observation is so precise and thorough that Poplar admires it. The front desk is the performance of the girls and ladies, and behind it is the contest of various powers. But these girls who participated in the five-year general election have suffered from their fate since the election. ”

"Miss Bai has seen more thoroughly than the old body, so you have to pass the primary election no matter what, so that you can plan for the future. King Xiaoyao is a hard-working man, unable to get out of hatred, and has fulfilled the wishes of others for so many years. Miss Bai, you are a wise girl, you must have realized it, then fight with him, the success or failure of the living is far more important than the dead. With enough strong capital, it is still too late to turn over the old accounts. What Mama Rong said was a bit excessive, and it also showed that she had regarded Poplar as her own person.

"Mama Rong, you have been in the palace for most of your life, and the future is the time to retire. There are some things that Miss Ben already knows, and now is not the time to make them public. Mama's kindness of mentioning points, Poplar remembered it. In the future, if the mother has difficulties, Poplar will help her. ”

"Miss Bai, the old man has experienced the scenery of the palace, and he also knows the filth under the cover of the scenery. If there is really a day to live for the rest of the day, it is estimated that it will be the day when the dynasty changes.

The primary election was in the Queen's Fengyi Palace. When you get there, outsiders can't help, only the ladies themselves. It is said that those left over from the primary election and those eliminated do not necessarily live up to the name. Miss Bai is careful in everything, your rules and etiquette are not worried. The fear is the filth under the cover of fairness. There was a hint of sadness in Mama Rong's tone, but she still heartily mentioned the poplars.

"Mama Rong rest assured, there will be such a day. The primary selection is in Fengyi Palace, so Fengyi Palace must be very big. ”

"Miss Bai, don't think about going and having a look first. There is a bit of a stretch of saying that Longtan Tiger's Den, but the step-by-step crisis is certain. ”

"Mama Rong, Miss Ben doesn't have that ability. I heard that there is also a forbidden area street in the inner city to enter the imperial city, and you can't enter without a waist card. ”

"yes, it's just that it hasn't been peaceful lately. However, you are now a person of the King of Freedom, and you can enter the Imperial City with the waist card of the King of Freedom. ”

"Mama Rong, Miss Ben is so tired that her back hurts, and you still say that this can't do it, and that it won't work. Why are there so many royal rules? Don't practice, don't practice. My prince looks satisfied. Bai Yang suddenly became impatient, because she sensed from a distance that Xian'er had returned with the palace maid.

"Miss Bai, your rules are taught by an old example. If you really get picked on by the nobles in the palace, you will be beaten in the face of the old body. Don't learn from your lord, it won't do you any good. Mama Rong also said angrily according to Baiyang's words.

"Miss Bai, just listen to Mama. The primary election is not unusual, those masters don't like you, and you can pick out the bones in the eggs. "The fairy people have arrived before they come in.

"What's the matter with you? He went to give a message to your master again. Poplar didn't ask Xian'er with a good face. Ignoring her, he walked out of the house.

"If you really want a rice wife, you just wait." Xian'er muttered a little proudly.