As the setting sun turned the horizon red, Zhaoyun sat on the left side of the table in the main hall, with a steaming cup of tea in front of him.

Mama Zhao sat on her right, talking about the etiquette of serving tea.

"As the saying goes: half a full of wine; The tea should not be too full, and it is advisable to be eight points full. ”

"The water temperature should not be too hot, so as not to accidentally burn the wife."

"The color of the tea served from the tea tray should be even, and the bottom of the tea tray should be held with the left hand, and the edge of the tea tray should be held with the right hand, and the ears of the cup should be facing the husband. If there is a refreshment, it should be placed in front of the lady to the right, and the teacup should be placed on the right side of the snack. ”

"Tea should be served in order, generally: first guest and then host; Females before males; First grow and then grow. ”

Zhaoyun gently picked up the teacup, got up, and bowed to Mama Zhao to serve tea according to the rules.

Mama Zhao, who received the tea, saw that she was familiar with the tea from pouring tea and pouring water just now to serving tea now, as if she had done it countless times, as if it was commonplace, and she didn't feel a trace of surprise in her eyes.

Zhaoyun saw the look of surprise on her face, and the corners of her mouth curled into a cold inaudible expression. She had done countless things in her previous life, and of course she would have done it well. also knew that Mama Zhao would pretend not to hold it steady later, and blame her for spilling tea.

Sure enough, Zhaoyun noticed that when Mama Zhao took the tea, she deliberately only wanted to pick up the edge of the teacup. So she moved the teacup to that side, and after Mama Zhao took it steadily, she left the teacup with her hand, and turned sideways to distance herself from her without leaving a trace.

"If Mama Zhao wants to spill the tea now, then she can only burn herself. You must know that in her previous life, this tea was all poured on her hands, and the burnt bubbles took many days to wipe off the alabaster. In this life, I want to repeat the old tricks. Zhaoyun thought to himself, and a coldness gradually appeared in his eyes.

"The princess is doing a good job, has she practiced it herself before?" Mama Zhao held the teacup and smiled stupidly, and the folds that were usually invisible were piled up in the corners of her eyes in an instant.

"No, I didn't." Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes and replied briefly.

"Since the princess has mastered the etiquette of serving tea well, when you can wait for a meal, the slave will teach you the etiquette of serving food."

"Princess, I'm back, things~" As soon as Mama Zhao's voice fell, a panting voice came from outside.

Zhaoyun looked back, and his heart suddenly lifted. Fortunately, Ming Cui saw Mama Zhao in the house and stopped what she was about to say in time.

"Where did the little hooves come from, so unruly!" Mama Wang put the tea cup heavily on the coffee table beside her, stood up and scolded.

Zhaoyun hurriedly glanced at Ming Cui, and Ming Cui reacted and saluted in a proper manner.

"Princess Zhaoyun's personal palace maid is so unruly, how can she compare to the person sent by the Queen Mother?" Mama Wang was white and mingcui, and the yin and yang were weird.

Hearing this, Zhaoyun couldn't bear it anymore, and said in a cold voice: "Mingcui is a palace maid who serves me as a child, and she is different from others. I may be used to being a little ignorant of the rules, but I will teach her these well, and I will not allow others to put their beaks in their beaks. ”

Mama Zhao stared at her and lowered her head, instantly Ming Cui in a regular manner, snorted from her nose, walked to her side and glanced at her, waved her sleeves and turned to leave.

"Princess, who is this?" Ming Cui hurriedly trotted to Zhaoyun's side and looked at her like a star.

"She is Mama Zhao who was invited by the Empress Dowager Changde to teach me etiquette, you still have to be cautious in the future, don't behave casually like before, it's not good to be caught in the wrong place by her."

Zhaoyun commanded, glancing at her sparkling eyes, and propped his forehead and said, "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

"Mingcui knows. Hearing that the princess would confront her like this for me, people were moved. She pouted.

"This princess is very protective, how can others say that about you? Moreover, no matter how good the palace maid is, I don't think it's as good as Mingcui. ”

Ming Cui was stunned for an instant, and asked blankly, "What sent the palace maid?" ”

Seeing her stupid appearance, Zhaoyun laughed out loud, stretched out his shallot-like fingertips, and pointed to the West Cross Courtyard. "Those beauties who sent them live over there!"

"By the way, Mingcui, when you send those two letters, can you pay attention to whether anyone is following you?" Zhaoyun asked her in a whisper.

"I delivered both letters as the princess had ordered, and I looked back again and again on the way, but found no suspicious person."

As everyone knows, on the way to Linyuan Pavilion, Mu Xici on the side of the road recognized at a glance that she was the personal palace maid who had been following Zhaoyun's side, and followed her from a distance in surprise until she entered Linyuan Pavilion.

After Ming Cui finished speaking, he took out two golden hairpins wrapped in embroidered handkerchiefs from his arms.

"Fortunately, the princess had the foresight to let me come back and bring these two hairpins with me. When I returned to the palace, I met Mama Wang next to the Empress Dowager Changde on the path, and escaped the interrogation by purchasing the reason. Ming Cui patted her chest, still palpitating.

"Mama Wang is an old man next to the Empress Dowager Changde, capable and shrewd, she must be suspicious when she asks you. But it doesn't get in the way, and she has no evidence. Zhaoyun picked up the tea cup on the side, looked at the still steaming steam, and floated into the void.

"There are also the four new palace maids who live in the West Wing Courtyard, no matter how noisy they are, you don't have to pay attention to Mingcui. If they have any movements, just report them to me. Zhaoyun continued to command.

"Princess, it's time to eat." Biluo commanded the palace maids below to bring up the meal.

"Mama Zhao went back to the wing room and never came out, she asked me to tell the princess that the dinner etiquette at night was canceled, and it seems that she is not angry."

"Don't bother." Zhaoyun watched as Biluo opened two three-layer high-carved lacquer hollow food boxes, and brought out a set of thick branch rhombic flower plates containing dishes, a bowl of begonia-style bowls with rice, and a pair of silver chopsticks.

Since it was confirmed that she was going to marry Xiwu, even the meals became better. Before, it was only a simple four dishes and one soup every day, and she, Zhaoyun Palace, was also rarely cared about, and almost no one remembered her, the princess who was once spoiled.

And now, looking at the six delicate steaming dishes in front of him, Zhaoyun smiled unconsciously.

Steamed Babao chicken, canned quail, stuffed duck with Jiang rice, hibiscus swallow vegetables, assorted tofu, osmanthus glutinous soup, the bowls and bowls are all attractive in color, all of which make people's appetite move.

"I only move two chopsticks per plate, and you can take the rest and share it with the girl below, which is considered an additional meal." Zhaoyun stretched out his claws towards the bowl of tofu.

"What about the four new palace maids?"

Biluo asked cautiously.

"They don't have to pay attention to it, and try to have as few quarrels and conflicts with them as possible. I also want to ask you to help me pay more attention to their words and deeds, especially that Chunxi and Nianxia. Zhaoyun took a pair of chopsticks and put the swallow vegetables in his mouth and chewed carefully.

When the bowl of rice was exhausted, Zhaoyun took a sip of the strong tea in the cup of sour plum and spit it in the basin brought by Mingcui. The meal on the table of the Eight Immortals was then packed in the food box again and withdrawn.