Since the moment she was born, Ming Rong has known her fate, the eldest lady of the Guogong Mansion, has been cultivated outstandingly, if she said that it was just to marry someone, even Ming Rong didn't believe it.

In the thirtieth year of Yongsheng, Emperor Ning Chu Shao died, the crown prince Chu Sheng succeeded to the throne, the new emperor ascended the throne, the government was unstable, and all clans turned their attention to the back position.

The new emperor ascended the throne in January, changed the year name to Yongchang, and after the resumption of the promulgation of the year, the draft girl was abundant in the harem, which was said to be a general election, in order to choose a noble woman among the powerful clans to sit on the back seat, for the glory of the Manchu people, and the sacrifice was only a woman's years.

If it is said that there are those who have the ability to put their daughters in the back position today, there are only those families, Yucheng Ming family, Gongcheng Wanjia, Jiangcheng Liu family, Wencheng Xu family, Nancheng He family. It stands to reason that every new emperor has to send five daughters to show his loyalty when he succeeds to the throne, and naturally the queen only chooses among them.

According to the regulations of the ancestors, a family is not allowed to serve two consecutive positions, so the current queen mother is from the He family, and this time the woman of the He family is not allowed to be the queen.

Ming Rong is the eldest daughter of the Duke of Yuguo, this time, Ming Rong has been instructed to be bound to win, this is the mission of the family, and it is also the value of Ming Rong.

In the spring of March, the wicker sprouts out and gently flutters in the wind, the capital is very lively recently, the streets and alleys are full of people, and the inn is also full of people, in order to wait for the election.

Several carriages drove to the mansion of the Ming Mansion in the capital, and a few maids got down from above, and then a slender jade hand lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage. I saw that the woman was dressed in begonia red clothes, with a bun on her head, a few steps and a few swaying dots, the center of her eyebrows was printed with peony flowers, the corners of her mouth were smiling, and her complexion was beautiful, so that everyone was dazzled, this is Ming Rong who just came.

"Zhiyi, follow me to visit the second uncle, and the rest of the people will go with the housekeeper first." The people behind him listened to the words and promised.

Ming Qi, the second master of the Ming Mansion, is temporarily in charge of the affairs of the capital, and when he heard that Rong arrived today, he waited in the hall early.

The reason why the noble lady is a noble girl is that she is elegant and extravagant. Second Master Ming looked at the woman in front of him, and couldn't help but admire, the girl that the old lady had taught since childhood was really different.

"Second Uncle An." Ming Rong bent her knees slightly, lowered her forehead slightly, her tone was soft, and her demeanor was elegant.

"Quick, please." Second Master Ming helped Ming Rong up and praised with satisfaction, "Good, good, good!" ”

After some back and forth, Ming Rong lived in the peony garden, which was regarded as resting, waiting for the general election in half a month.

Outside the window, there are two or three yellow warblers, jumping on the branches, very comfortable. It's a pity that she was born in a family, and the things she has to bear are enough for Ming Rong to imagine the life outside the house.

I heard that the flower viewing banquet in the palace has been prepared, and the post was sent to the Ming Mansion, three days later, it is the day of flower appreciation, saying that it is flower appreciation, but I don't know, who appreciates whom. Who is the most beautiful flower?

It stands to reason that this is the real election, Ming Rong looked at this invitation, placed the desk casually, her eyes were confused, sixteen years, after all, there was a break. Is it the scenery and scenery, or is it drowning in the colors and dying alone?

Resignation? No, Ming Rong never believed in fate. No matter what, the right must be in hand, and if you can't do the crown and pet the six palaces, you will hold the right firmly in your hands!