Men and women are naturally taught different manners, so they each occupy a room, and there are two masters who teach them, one male and one female.

Ye Qingge walked into the room where the woman was learning etiquette, and saw Ye Ling'er at first sight.

It's just that Ye Ling'er didn't look at the door at all, but chatted with an official woman next to her, judging from the smile on her face, it seemed that she was chatting quite happily.

Although there was a small sense of loss in his heart, there was no way, Ye Qingge walked in generously, sat down in a corner, and waited for the bell to ring again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The bell rang again.

Everyone in the room sat neatly and uprightly in their seats.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman walked in with a kind smile on her face. Although this smile does not make people feel the crisis, this smile also makes people unable to see through her.

"Ladies and gentlemen, hello, the old slave is Mama Rong who has served His Majesty in the palace, and now I am very happy to have the honor to come here to teach you etiquette."

Speaking of which, this Rong Mama's round eyes glanced around at the people in the room, and finally, her gaze was fixed on Ye Qingge's body.

"Who is this young lady?"

Ye Qingge noticed that gaze, so he stood up in a proper manner.

"Back to Mama's words, the courtier's daughter is Ye Qingge, the concubine of the General's Mansion."

The voice of the answer was crisp and loud, and the advance and retreat were measured, just right without losing proportion.

Mama Rong nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, a good seedling. The old slave sees that your etiquette is already good, why did you choose this course? ”

Ye Qingge smiled calmly at Mama Rong.

"Back to Mama's words, the courtiers know that they are stupid, and they feel that they are not good at learning etiquette, and strive for perfection, so they chose it."

Mama Rong also smiled, and after making a gesture to Ye Qingge to sit down, she smiled at the rest of the people.

"Yes, the old slave knows that everyone has learned some etiquette at home before, but everyone in the palace should learn very little etiquette."

"Everyone here is a person who may stay in the palace in the future, if something goes wrong in terms of etiquette, the truth is true, presumably everyone understands better than the old slave, right?"

Mama Rong's words fell, and all the ladies lowered their heads, savoring these words in their hearts.

For a while, he was a little envious of Ye Qingge.

Naturally, there are also people who are very jealous, for example, Wen Shujun and Wen Shuhui, who had already formed a bond with Ye Qingge before.

Wen Shufang also chose the course of etiquette, but like Ye Qingge, she also chose a particularly inconspicuous place to sit.

Mama Rong took in the beautiful demeanor of these ladies, the smile on her face became deeper and deeper, and the wrinkles of the ravines became extremely clear.

However, she has a temperament all over her body, probably because of what she has in the deep palace for a long time.

However, Ye Qingge also has this kind of temperament in Mama Rong, but her ability is more advanced than Mama Rong, and she can easily control her temperament.

For example, at this time, she is just a weak woman, but her manners are excellent, like a flower, which will fall when the wind blows a little.

Rong Mama was a little puzzled in her heart, this concubine of the General's Mansion actually seemed so weak, it seemed that the rumors from the outside world were wrong, but His Majesty asked to keep an eye on the people from the General's Mansion, so ......

I couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

For this kind of somewhat fiery gaze, Ye Qingge can naturally easily detect it, and it seems that this Mama Rong should not be a good person.

Ye Qingge couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it seems that in the future, he will have to keep an eye on this Mama Rong.

"Okay, today the old slave will teach you some easy-to-understand etiquette."

…………

The etiquette taught by Mama Rong is not as boring as the book taught by Master Liu, but it is still quite boring.

Although Ye Qingge was still very sleepy, he still insisted on listening to Mama Rong's speech, in fact, this is indeed very simple.

After Mama Rong talked about some problems with sitting posture and walking, she asked everyone to walk through it, and the final result was that Ye Linger and Wen Shufang had to walk again.

No way, they haven't learned this kind of etiquette before, and the walking posture and sitting posture have been formed, which is very difficult to change, so it is a bit difficult to teach.

Those who passed were sitting in their seats, watching the two people who didn't know how to practice there at all.

At this time, Ye Ling'er showed an embarrassed smile on her face, she had grown so big, and she had never been looked at by others like monkeys, and her heart was suddenly not ordinary.

As for Wen Shufang's words, she is no longer surprised by such strange eyes, and she has long been accustomed to them.

In her heart, she felt that as long as she didn't get beaten, she could do anything.

Time flies when it's busy.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The bell rang again, and Mama Rong glanced at the two young ladies who still couldn't learn, and suddenly felt that the face on her face was a little unbearable.

He waved his hand.

"Okay, when you two have free time, it's good to find someone to help teach you, tomorrow the old slave will see the effect, otherwise, just wait to accept the punishment of the school."

Leaving these words, Mama Rong left the house in a bit of anger.

Seeing that after Mama Rong left, there was an imperceptible teardrop in the corner of Ye Ling'er's eyes, she felt very aggrieved in her heart, and when she thought that she shouldn't have suffered like this, she hated Ye Qingge a lot more in her heart.

With his maid, he immediately rushed out of the house to meet what he liked to do next.

Wen Shufang's words, the expression on her face has always been that kind of aggrieved and pitiful, wanting to cry without tears, but it is pitiful.

Ye Qingge sighed to himself, and left here in a hurry, it was about time to learn chess, so naturally he couldn't miss it.

It seems that these contradictions can only be resolved in the afternoon.

The place where chess is taught is a large room with ten sets of Go, and it is obvious that this chess is the game of Go.

Go is all about one word, Wei!

Surround the enemy in the middle, and at the same time, you also need to pay attention to a tactic.

Retreat is to advance, attack is to defend, these words, in the world of Go, are wonderful.

It is very difficult to understand it thoroughly.

Ye Qingge sat next to a game of Go, waiting for the master to come in.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The bell rang, and an old master walked in, the same old man he had seen outside the school before.

After the old man walked into the room, he did not carry any shelves, but greeted the students very casually.

"Little ones, we're meeting again! That's right, the old man is the master who teaches everyone to learn chess, I believe in the old man, the old man teaches the students, but there is no one who can't learn. ”

The words fell, and there was a sneer underneath.

The old man frowned, and said in his heart: These little guys don't seem to believe it?