The birthday gift prepared for Chen Jieyu was a listening bottle, which Qinghe took to Xie Ning after selecting it, and sent it over after Xie Ning nodded.

As for Chen Jieyu's birthday, I heard that two tables of wine and food will be set up to entertain guests. Chen Jieyu definitely wouldn't post it to Yingxiang Pavilion, and Xie Ning didn't plan to go at all. Whether to give this gift or not, it is impossible for the two to turn enemies into friends.

I heard that Liang Meiren was invited, and the gift she prepared was a set of white agate silk nine-hole pots, which was worth a step higher than the listening wind bottle, and it was also more attentive than the listening wind bottle.

She was busy learning how to make socks, and first tried to cut them with paper. Because there is not much silk cotton cloth in the palace of the nine-fold county tribute, she only has a piece here, she originally wanted to keep it until the summer to make a short shirt to wear, and now it is used to make socks, Xie Ning feels that it is a bit of a waste. I can't use up my socks, but I don't have enough leftovers to make anything else.

But who made the emperor speak?

Qi Shanggong knew that the sachet made by Xie Meiren had been presented, and he heard that the emperor had never changed it since he wore it, and now Xie Meiren was going to make socks again.

Qi Shanggong is very willing to give advice to Xie Meiren again, but there have been many affairs recently, and she really can't take a break. After thinking about it, I recommended another Shang Gong to Xie Meiren.

This Shang Gong is also a person from the Needle Work Bureau, and he is older than Qi Shanggong. Of course, at this age, my eyesight has long been lost, and I can't do work. In a place like the Needlework Bureau, craftsmanship is very important, and if you can't do work, you can only rely on it.

Qi Shanggong couldn't come by himself, and he didn't want to come to an ambitious person who competed with him for the benefits of Xie Meiren, so he got someone who couldn't threaten her.

This Shanggong surnamed Fang, when she first came, Xie Ning saw her gray hair at first sight.

Just looking at this hair, it looks like a person in his fifties and sixties, extremely old.

Let someone of this age salute, Xie Ning couldn't help it, and after she came in, Xie Ning motioned to Qinghe to go over and help her, so that she didn't have to be polite.

When Fang Shanggong raised his head, Xie Ning realized that although Fang Shanggong was born early, he was not too old, and he looked like he was about forty years old, and his appearance was beautiful, presumably even more moving when he was young.

"There is Lao Fang Shang Palace, I am very clumsy, and I have to worry a lot about Fang Shang Palace."

Fang Shanggong hurriedly said that he didn't dare.

She has a low voice and speaks softly. Although he can't do his job now, it is more than enough to give Shainin guidance. She said very dedicatedly, from whether the material is breathable and comfortable to the pattern of the socks and the knots of the ties, the experience is rich, the vision is exquisite, and it is better than Qi Shanggong.

There was a clever master with him, Xie Ning still used paper to practice his hands first, cut the paper pattern and then glued it along the stitch with paste, and the size and shape of the socks made were no problem, so she officially used the piece of silk cotton to make it.

After Fang Shanggong left, Xie Ning asked Qinghe to put away the needle and thread, planning to go out for a walk to stretch his muscles and bones, and sat in the house for most of the day, and kept bowing his head to ponder the needle and thread, and now he felt that his shoulders and neck were sore and sore.

Qinghe accompanied her out, and she was in a very good mood: "Fang Shanggong does have real talents, the master is doing so well, it seems that this pair of socks will be ready tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." ”

"Yes, but I've never heard of such a number one person as Fang Shanggong before."

Qinghe didn't speak.

The moment she heard Fang Shanggong's voice, she understood a lot of things.

Fang Shanggong's voice was not a normal person's voice when he heard it, either he had been seriously ill, or he had been made like that by medicine. The master in the palace didn't want to talk nonsense alone, so he would reward a pair of medicines and pour them down, and after drinking the medicine, he couldn't speak out loud. This Fang Shanggong can still make a little sound, which can be regarded as lucky.

In that case, it is only natural that she is nameless.

The battle between the palace in the needlework bureau is also very tragic, and not the most exquisite craftsmanship can be in charge. On the contrary, those who shoot the first bird, do not know how to hide, and are too sharp will always die prematurely.

Not long after Qinghe entered the palace, he heard something from the palace maid. said that the palace man who was waiting for a certain palace concubine made a purse, and the emperor praised it when he saw it, and the palace man accidentally burned his hand the next day, and the injury was very serious.

When they were in the garden, they met people living in the Yeting Palace from afar, and they saw it from a distance, but they didn't approach to say hello, I don't know if it was a few that day.

I used to be more comfortable when I walked around the garden, but at that time, I was not favored, and I wanted to weave long straw things that grew by the water, and I found several people to get them. Now say what you want, and you can do it in one sentence. Even without her opening her mouth, someone took the initiative to hold it with both hands.

But it wasn't as relaxed as it used to be, and how many pairs of eyes were staring at her.

"Master, do you want to live in a different place?"

Xie Ning thought about it and shook his head slightly: "Don't change it yet." ”

Qinghe said: "It is reasonable for the master not to move, we are too eye-catching now, I heard that it is better to be quiet than to move, and the slave and maid are afraid that if the palace is moved, someone will take advantage of the chaos." Besides, Li Zhaorong also moved out of the back garden after he was promoted to Zhaorong. ”

As for the newcomer in the palace, I am afraid that there will be right and wrong in the future, and Xie Ning has already thought about it. Is it possible to avoid right and wrong by moving elsewhere? As long as she is favored for a day, right and wrong will not leave her for a day, so moving the palace is not a one-and-done solution.

One sock was quickly made, and the other was almost finished.

Fang Shanggong came over again, finished talking about the needlework, and chatted a few words.

Xie Ning asked, "What year did Fang Shang Palace enter the palace?" ”

Fang Shanggong's voice was still low and hoarse, close, and she said slowly so that she could hear clearly. If it's a little farther away, I'm afraid I won't be able to hear anything clearly.

"I entered the palace at the age of eight, and I have been in the palace for almost forty years."

Many palace eunuchs are like this, they entered the palace at a young age and spent almost their lives here. They are all afraid of leaving the palace, some are afraid that it will be difficult to make a living after leaving the palace, the actual situation is that they are no longer suitable for life outside the palace, the world outside the palace walls is completely strange and dangerous to them, and they can't even distinguish the southeast and northwest when they leave the palace gate.

In the previous dynasty, someone wrote a poem about the white-headed palace maid, and Fang Shanggong is a living portrayal of this word. Especially seeing her gray hair, Shainin wanted to sigh at the vicissitudes of the world.

I don't know if she will be full of gorgeous hair when she reaches Fang Shanggong's age? Where will she be then?