And now Mrs. Song has found a grandmother for her to learn etiquette, and the training can only be moved to the evening.

After hearing this, she sighed softly, and said distressedly to the Song Painting Temple: "Miss, the etiquette training is very tiring, and you have to force yourself to maintain a high level of martial arts practice at night, I'm afraid you will not be able to bear it."

Song Huaci shook his head, gave Qi Wan a comforting smile, and said easily: "Then what's the way, I finally persevered until now, I can't give up halfway, right?" Wouldn't I be at a loss? ”

She still wanted to persuade her again, so Song Huaci put down the teacup and stood up, waving her hand to interrupt her: "Okay, let's start."

Qi Wan looked at the Song Painting Temple, which was already warming up, and knew that no matter how much she persuaded her, it would be fruitless, so she could only obey the arrangement of the Song Painting Temple.

Before midnight the next morning, the Song Painting Temple woke up from meditation. In fact, in her opinion, if you really have to get up early, meditation is a good choice, in addition to being boring.

Because Lin An has been like this since her previous life, she is good everywhere, and she is very persevering in everything she does, but getting up early is extremely painful for her. I didn't expect to change the time and space, change the identity, and change the appearance, and this habit still can't be changed. She was relieved to think that there was finally a way to avoid the pain of being called out of her dreams.

So the Song Painting Temple was in a good mood to get up and wash up and dress up, waiting for the arrival of Mama Jiaoxi.

Just as she picked up a bowl of porridge and was about to eat it, she came in and told her that Song Zhiyao was here.

After hearing this, the Song Painting Temple raised its eyebrows and continued to eat unmoved. As for Song Zhiyao's behavior of hurriedly running to stir up trouble without eating breakfast, Song Huaci said that her reaction was not what she expected.

"Yo, the fourth sister has a good meal here, how is it? Finally, you don't have to live a full meal and hungry meals, and the food is worse than the next person, are you happy? As soon as Song Zhiyao came in, he ridiculed the Song Painting Temple, which meant that the Song Painting Temple was just a lowly person, and what he gained and lost was nothing more than a matter of Liu's words, and he couldn't be put on the stage.

"I don't dare to compare with my sister. Although my sister is a concubine, she is a long woman in the end, and the food is better. I think my father won't be harsh on my aunt for this. Song Huaci was not annoyed at all, he ate and drank porridge slowly, and only replied to Song Zhiyao when the porridge was dissipated, making it clear that he was too lazy to pay attention to you.

Song Zhiyao looked at the Song Painting Ancestral Hall like this, and the anger rose up slowly. It has always been her stepping on the two sisters of the Song Painting Temple, when will it be their turn to refute her? The last banquet Song Painting Temple had already made her ugly, and she, Song Zhiyao, would never let her go so easily.

"Huh. It's true that the fourth sister is a concubine, but isn't she going to marry a cripple? Oh, by the way, I heard that Daddy asked a grandmother to teach you the etiquette in the palace? Song Zhiyao walked into the Song Painting Temple with the steps of a lotus flower, and the accessories on her body made a tinkling sound: "But, even if you are the fourth sister, what if you learn etiquette?" Can you change the fact that you were once a fool and urinated inappropriately since you were a child? ”

"Whether my sister's rules are good or not, what my sister said doesn't count. My sister has been raised by Aunt Liu to learn etiquette since she was a child, and now who in the capital doesn't know that my sister's rules are the best. I'm afraid that even the five princes are impressed with their sister. The Song Painting Temple was still eating by itself, indifferent.

Speaking of the five princes, Song Zhiyao became even more angry. That day, the Song Painting Temple made her so ugly in front of the five princes, I am afraid that the five princes have been extremely disappointed in her, what else are the five princesses talking about?

Song Zhiyao's face suddenly became gloomy and hideous, and she stepped forward and overturned the dishes in front of the Song Painting Ancestral Hall, and the thick glutinous porridge suddenly poured out towards the face of the Song Painting Ancestral Hall.

And the Song Painting Temple seemed to have been expected, a dodge, the porridge and vegetables just stained the corners of her skirt, and the plate fell to the ground with a crisp sound of "pop", and it was split in an instant.

Before Song Zhiyao could react, Song Huaci's tears filled her eyes, and she said in a frightened and angry voice: "Big sister! The banquet that day at the ancestral hall really didn't mean to make you ugly, and the ancestral hall didn't expect things to turn out like that, why didn't the big sister believe me? ”

Song Zhiyao looked at the Song Painting Ancestral Hall as if it had changed its face in an instant, and before she could quite understand what was going on, she heard Mrs. Song's gloomy voice coming from behind: "What are you doing!"

Song Zhiyao turned around and saw Mrs. Song standing in the courtyard with a middle-aged woman. And Song Taifu looked at her and Song Huaci with hidden anger, and inadvertently glanced at the woman next to her, with a slight look of embarrassment on her face.

Looking at the Song Painting Temple again, his face was innocent, tears flowed out as if he didn't want money, and he looked pitiful. Song Zhiyao understood everything - the slut of Song Huaci framed her.

As if he had just seen Mrs. Song, Song Huaci hurried out to salute regardless of his dirty clothes. Song Zhiyao followed.

After Mrs. Song asked them to get up, she glared at Song Zhiyao fiercely, and then asked Song Hua Ancestral Hall, "Ancestral Hall, what happened just now?"

Song Huaci looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, looked at Song Taifu and the woman behind him, and said as if he had a firm idea: "Back to Daddy's words." The eldest sister came to talk to her daughter early in the morning, and the daughter left the eldest sister for dinner. Fang Cai accidentally knocked over the dishes because of the ancestral hall, which made Daddy and Grandma smile. Ask Daddy to punish him. ”

Song Zhiyao looked at the Song Painting Temple like a ghost, and it was not that she refutated.

After hearing this, Song Taifu was very satisfied with Song Huaci's answer, at least to save his face in front of outsiders. So Song Taifu gently said to the Song Painting Temple: "It's just a little thing, the temple doesn't have to blame itself." You must pay attention to it, but you can't be so reckless. ”

"What the father taught was that the daughter knew." The Song Painting Temple replied meekly.

Mrs. Song nodded, and continued to play his fatherly image in front of outsiders: "This is the teacher Xi Mama invited for my father, surnamed Wen." Mama Wen is an old lady in the palace, you have to follow her to learn etiquette. ”

"Yes, daughter, you will live up to your father's expectations." Song Huaci listened to Mrs. Song's fake concern, and couldn't help but feel bored in his heart. But on the surface, you have to be respectful.

After Song Taifu introduced Mama Wen, the Song Painting Ancestral Hall turned to salute Mama Wen: "The Painting Ancestral Hall has seen Mama Wen, please say hello to Mama Wen."

"The four girls don't have to be polite, and the slaves don't dare to be slaves." Mama Wen replied politely.

Mrs. Song saw that things were almost over, and he didn't want to stay here longer, he still had a gentle smile on his face: "Okay, I'll leave for my father." The little girl is in trouble with Mama Wen here. ”

Mama Wen returned the salute.

Mrs. Song glanced at Song Zhiyao, motioned for her to follow, and then walked away. Song Zhiyao looked at the Song Painting Temple with resentment, but she didn't dare to make another move, so she could only follow Song Taifu and leave.

And finally sent away Mrs. Song's Song Painting Temple, and then thought that Mama Wen, who was paralyzed, would live with her until next month, and wailed in her heart.

If you are not afraid of getting into trouble because of bad rules, who wants to learn these inexplicable rules.

This Mama Wen has been in the palace for decades, and when she got older, she has been teaching the rules of the concubines and clan wives, and she is quite respected.

She teaches very strict rules, doesn't stumble on you, and doesn't relax a bit.

From standing, sitting, drinking tea, toasting to how to answer, how to kneel, how to hand things, everything is learned from scratch, Song Painting Temple finally realized where the tragic life of ancient women began. Coupled with the martial arts training tasks assigned to herself by the Song Painting Temple every night, her life was really sad.

Fortunately, the Song Painting Temple understood how important etiquette was to ancient women, so even if they were not very reluctant in their hearts, they never complained, and insisted on learning.

In a hurry, the Song Painting Temple finally finished learning the palace rules and etiquette the day before entering the palace. After Song Taifu personally accepted the inspection, he nodded with satisfaction and asked Song Huaci to go back and have a good rest, and go to see the Queen Mother early tomorrow morning.

Song Huaci was also very satisfied, but her happiness was for another thing - her light skills had made great progress, and it was no problem to fool ordinary people. In this way, she can enter the palace tomorrow to do what she has dreamed of for a long time.

Early the next morning, as soon as Song Huaci meditated, she came over to help her tidy up. When she met the Queen Mother, she couldn't make any mistakes from head to toe, so she was very careful.

When Song Taifu stood outside the courtyard and watched the Song Painting Temple step by step out of the courtyard in a water-blue embroidered moire butterfly love flower pleated skirt, his eyes were dull for a moment. He seemed to see someone else through the Song Painting Temple, a person who made him miss, fascinated, and could not forget.

The Song Painting Temple naturally also noticed the changes in Song Taifu. This kind of look reminded her of what she saw in Mrs. Song's study that day, when Mrs. Song looked at the woman in the painting. Song Huaci had an idea in his heart as if he was about to break through the ground, but he quickly denied it.

She stood in front of Mrs. Song, made a leisurely salute, and reminded: "Daddy, my daughter is rude, so I let my father wait for my daughter." Please forgive Daddy. ”

Song Taifu suddenly came back to his senses, glanced at the Song Painting Temple deeply, turned around and walked to the carriage, as if nothing had happened just now: "It's okay, let's go."

Song Huaci was thoughtful and followed him into the carriage.

Ordinary people's frames can only go to the palace gate, and the rest of the road can only be walked by foot. People say that the courtyard is a little deeper, and the Song Painting Temple feels that this sentence is the most suitable for the palace.

Song Huaci and Song Taifu followed the palace maid who led the way, walked around for a long time, feeling that they walked from sunrise to mid-day, and their legs were sore before they arrived at the Queen Mother's Cining Palace.

The Song Painting Temple knelt down and saluted the Queen Mother according to the etiquette taught by the grandmother, but the Queen Mother only cared about calling Song Taifu up and greeting him, as if she didn't notice that there was still a person in the Song Painting Temple. When Mrs. Song mentioned "bringing the little girl to the Queen Mother to say goodbye", the Queen Mother put her eyes on the Song Painting Temple.

"This is the fourth girl of Mrs. Song's family? Good boy, come over and let the mourning family see. The Queen Mother's face was happy, as if she liked the Song Painting Temple very much.

"The courtiers thanked the Queen Mother." Song Huaci stood up after thanking him. If it weren't for the fact that she had the foundation to practice martial arts, she would have knelt for so long and suddenly got up, her legs were numb, and she would have to wrestle regularly.

The Queen Mother's eyes kept watching the movements of the Song Painting Temple, and the smile on her face did not decrease: "Mrs. Song is really blessed, to have such a good daughter with her on her knees."

"Empress Dowager Xie praised it, the little girl is dull, thanks to the Empress Dowager not giving up." Mrs. Song politely replied to the Queen Mother's words.

"The mourning family heard that this girl's long-standing stubborn illness was cured not long ago?" The Queen Mother asked without a trace.

"Back to the Queen Mother, the little girl has been born with a stubborn disease, and it is really not easy to cure it. Now it's sometimes good and sometimes bad, and it's not yet very good. ”

"Alas, don't rush, take your time, it'll always be fine." The Queen Mother comforted.

"Yes, the little daughter of the minister, Empress Dowager Xie, is worried." After speaking, Song Taifu was about to kneel again, and Song Huaci hurriedly knelt down.

The Queen Mother was busy shouting, pretending to blame Mrs. Song for being polite, and then took the hand of Song Huaci, and said with a look of anticipation: "Good boy, I will marry a junior in the future, but I must come to talk to the mourning family more."

After hearing this, Song Huaci seemed to be a little overwhelmed, biting his lip lightly, and thought for a long time before answering a "yes", looking frightened.

The Queen Mother looked at her tepid personality and slightly stunned and sluggish appearance in addition to the rules, and she believed in Mrs. Song's words a little, and felt a lot more relieved.

Song Huaci suddenly knelt on the ground, with an innocent face: "The Queen Mother, the courtiers have come all the way, and they like the palaces in the palace very much, can the Queen Mother allow the courtiers to take a look around?"

Mrs. Song was startled, and hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty: "The little girl is young and ignorant, and she didn't mean to violate the palace rules, please forgive the queen mother."

The palace stipulates that those who are idle are not allowed to stay in the palace without an edict.

The Queen Mother didn't expect the Song Painting Temple to make such a direct request, but she still smiled decently and kindly: "What is the Taifu doing." The four girls just want to see the palace, and the mourning family is approved. ”

Song Huaci happily thanked him and was taken out by a palace maid beside the queen mother.

And Song Huaci raised his eyes, just saw the relieved expressions of the Queen Mother and Song Taifu, and sneered in his heart.

The Queen Mother originally favored the five princes, so in order to prevent Meng Zhaoyan from being too powerful, she gave him a stupid princess. But after all, she is a grandmother, and occasionally I think of the Queen Mother, and I still feel a little reluctant to go.

Now I heard that the stupidity of the Song Painting Temple has been cured, so I hurriedly summoned it to take a look. I am afraid that the Song Painting Temple is really as smart as rumored, and it will help the three princes. Now that it's good, the Song Painting Temple behaved decently, and then made some harmless mistakes, which made the Queen Mother feel less guilty and less defensive.

And Song Taifu, afraid of increasing the suspicion of the five princes because he married a smart daughter to the third prince, he had long instructed the Song Painting Temple not to be too prominent today. The performance of the Song Painting Temple is also in line with his wishes.

Song Huaci disdained their tricks of harming others and self-deception, and got out of it as soon as possible to do her own thing.

The palace maid took the Song Painting Temple around the palace, of course, she went to some unimportant places.

Because of the fact that this palace maid is the queen mother, along the way, the Song Painting Temple still showed a not very bright head: "Sister, where is the imperial dining room?"

The palace maid glanced at her suspiciously, but she didn't dare to hesitate and replied: "Fourth Miss, you are really a slave." Slave and maid humble body, where dare to accept your 'sister'. You call the slave 'Mingyue'. Fourth Miss, what are you doing in the Imperial Dining Room? ”

Song Huaci replied without thinking: "There are a lot of delicious foods."

is probably used to hearing that the people in the palace say everything around the corner, and such a straightforward statement from the Song Painting Temple really makes Mingyue not know how to answer. Mingyue thought for a moment and said, "Fourth Miss, outsiders are generally not allowed to enter the imperial dining room, and the slaves and maids can only accompany you to take a look outside, can you see it?"

Song Huaci smiled happily all of a sudden, and nodded vigorously at Mingyue.