Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

"Then why did you say that Ah Ci was at your place? And I've been to your house several times, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Who knew you were so stubborn and came here every day."

"You are the one who is so stubborn. I just care about you and Ah Ci. Xie Chengyin, you bad guy, sooner or later you will beg me for help, humph!"

"Are you concerned about me and Yan Ci? You are concerned about gossip."

Qiu Fuqiu shook off Xie Chengyin's sleeve and glared at him with disgust, as if she wanted to pierce Xie Chengyin with her eyes.

"Kirika, let's go!"

Seeing Qiu Fuqiu walk away angrily, Qi Cun came to Xie Chengyin's side, rubbed the chest that Qiu Fuqiu had pushed, and said, "This Miss Qiu is really strong. I really don't know what she eats every day."

Xie Chengyin looked her up and down, then turned around and walked back to the mansion, "It's not that she's strong, it's that you're weak."

Qicun chased after Xie Chengyin, "I'm not weak!"

Although Yan Ci was a female official in front of the emperor, she was also under the jurisdiction of the harem. However, one day, the news that she was serving the emperor reached the ears of Queen Xiao Ling.

"What, the stepdaughter of the Yan family has entered the palace?"

Xiao Ling's voice was high-pitched and a little out of tune. She had a deep impression of the daughter of the Yan family who talked back to her at the prince's wedding ceremony.

"Didn't she say it would be after the New Year? Why did she enter the palace now? When did she enter the palace?"

Yin Shuang lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, Miss Yan entered the palace yesterday, but our people did not receive any news of her entering the palace."

Xiao Ling clenched the handkerchief in her hand, with a look of contempt on her face, "It doesn't matter how she entered the palace. Since she dared to come into the palace, I will have plenty of opportunities to deal with her."

Yin Shuang raised her head slightly and saw the expression on Xiao Ling's face. The last time she saw the empress with this expression was when Guifang, the chief maid of Concubine Qiu in Jinqiu Palace, was beaten to death in public by the empress.

Thinking of this, Yin Shuang shuddered unconsciously. Guifang's miserable plea for mercy before her death seemed to ring in her ears again, and she immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

I'm afraid this Miss Yan will not have a good ending.

Yan Ci, who was completely unaware of the crisis, was now following Jin Yao and Jin Lang to learn how to serve tea and water to His Majesty.

From the temperature of the tea to how much water to pour into the tea bowl and how many tea leaves to put in it, Yan Ci did it over and over again.

That’s right, tea leaves are charged by the piece.

Jin Lang was the best at tea, and seeing Yan Ci put the wrong amount of tea leaves every time, she couldn't help but repeat it again.

"Oh, wrong again, that's Guzhu Purple Bamboo Shoot. You need to put eighteen slices of Guzhu Purple Bamboo Shoot, while Shouzhou Yellow Buds need to put eight slices."

Yan Ci hurriedly took out the tea leaves in front of him that looked similar, and added the ones that were less.

Just as he was about to add two slices to the other teacup next to him, he heard Jin Lang say, "Wrong, wrong. Biluochun should be filled with ten slices. You've already put in eleven slices. Why are you still adding more?"

Yan Ci pursed her lips and resigned herself to taking out a piece of tea called Biluochun. Fortunately, she hadn't added water yet, otherwise, would the emperor dare to drink the tea that she had soaked his hands in?

She had made her own tea before, and she always just pinched a small handful. It was not as laborious as it was now, where she had to count each piece one by one.

Jin Yao looked at Yan Ci with a look of despair on his face and covered her mouth with her hands while laughing.

When Yan Ci was able to remember the amount clearly, Jin Lang began to ask her to control the amount of water. After a series of operations, Yan Ci repeated it to the point of doubting her life.

She was not a female official at all; she was just a tea maid, the most strenuous kind at that. She did nothing all day long but make tea and pour water.

After finally satisfying Jin Lang, Yan Ci sat down on the stool with a puff, "Take a break, take a break. Serving tea is too tiring. It's more tiring than fighting in a war."

Jin Lang didn't say anything else. He picked up the brewed tea and brought it to the emperor.

When she came back, she also brought some new news to Yan Ci.

"His Majesty drank your tea and said it was good, so he asked you to attend the morning court tomorrow."

Yan Ci stood there dumbfounded, unable to figure out any necessary connection between the taste of tea and attending the morning court.

But Yan Ci thought that attending court was better than serving tea and water, at least he didn't have to count the tea leaves.

The winter is getting colder and colder. In two months it will be the end of the year and all regions will start paying annual taxes to the east.

All the officials had already entered the Longchang Palace and stood waiting until Yang Zhao shouted, "The Emperor has arrived."

All the officials bowed their heads and said, "Welcome to Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty."

Emperor Tianqing said in a majestic voice, "Everyone, please stand up," and as soon as he sat down, his eyes fell precisely on Yan Ci who was standing beside him.

The reason why she was allowed to attend the court session today is to allow her to listen to the taxation system so that she can find out the loopholes and make the system more perfect.

Emperor Tianqing took a look at Yan Ci and saw that she was wearing a female official's attire of a bright red top and a blue skirt. It was completely different from the attire of the palace maids and looked quite pleasing to the eye.

It's just that the position where she stood seemed a little out of place.

Today she is not a palace maid and should not be standing here.

Emperor Tianqing glanced at the officials who were bowing their heads and saying nothing, and said to Yan Ci, "You go stand down there, behind Yan Qing."

Yan Tonglin's heart skipped a beat when his name was called. He was still wondering who this person was, who actually asked His Majesty to arrange a position specifically for him.

Then a soft female voice was heard saying, "It's Your Majesty."

The familiar voice made Yan Tonglin look up immediately, and when he saw it, he almost knelt down on the spot.

The female official who was walking towards him from the emperor's side was actually his daughter!

I'm a darling!

Not only Yan Tonglin was surprised, but all the officials were also surprised. They had heard that His Majesty had personally appointed a female official as the Imperial Court Lady, but they did not expect that His Majesty would actually allow her to attend court.

This was the first woman to attend the grand court meeting in Longchang Hall.

Without any official position or title, he can openly attend hearings and make decisions on politics. Isn't this a unique honor?

There were even a few officials who couldn't help wondering, could this be His Majesty's new favorite?

A new practice of not conferring the title of imperial concubine on a female official.

Looking at Yan Tonglin, his expression changed again and again. In the future, he had to establish a good relationship with the Yan family.

Yan Ci didn't think so much. She walked to Yan Tonglin, grinned at the frightened Yan Tonglin, and silently called out, "Dad!"

Yan Tonglin took only one look and quickly lowered his head, unable to stop rejecting in his heart, "Dad?" "What dad? I'm not your dad!"

Is this the place to call daddy? The emperor is watching from above. He is scared to death, but this girl is still smiling.

Yan Ci had his back to Emperor Tianqing, so Emperor Tianqing certainly couldn't see Yan Ci's expression. He only saw Yan Tonglin shrinking like a quail.

Chang Liang, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue, who was standing behind Yan Tonglin, quickly stepped back to make way when he saw Yan Ci coming over.

Yan Ci stood over with a clear conscience. Among the all red official uniforms and black official hats, only a person in a blue skirt appeared.