Shainin made the socks, afraid that if there was anything uncomfortable, such as the threaded head would be itchy, he first put his hand in and tried it, and it felt quite comfortable.

After trying it, she thought it was a little weird.

It's a sock, she put her hand in to try it, she didn't think anything just now, but the more she thinks about it, the more strange it becomes. But if she was asked to put her foot in and try it, she wouldn't have the guts again.

When the socks were handed over to the emperor, the emperor tried them on the spot.

Xie Ning knelt on the couch, took off the socks he was wearing for the emperor, and put on the new socks he had made.

This is the first time she has served others to wear shoes and socks, and she is very rusty. When she tied the emperor's garter, she thought, fortunately, the emperor's feet didn't stink at all.

"Are you still dressed?" She asked.

The emperor's feet moved from side to side, nodded and said, "Yes, it's very comfortable." ”

Xie Ning smiled: "It's good to be comfortable, although I tried it, I'm still afraid that the emperor won't fit after wearing it." ”

The emperor was curious: "Have you tried it?" ”

Xie Ning found that his mouth was fast, and hurriedly explained: "The concubine tried it by hand. ”

This time, the emperor's expression was even more strange.

Xie Ning felt that it might not be appropriate for him to speak today, and the more he said, the more wrong he became, so he simply lowered his head and kept silent.

The emperor forced a smile, praised the socks again, and then said, "It's just a little bad." ”

Xie Ning really raised his head nervously and immediately: "What's wrong?" ”

"Did you just make one pair?" The emperor was very dissatisfied and asked her: "How can I replace it?" At least five pairs, right? ”

Five pairs? Or the least?

Xie Ning only felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost didn't vomit a mouthful of blood.

But the person in front of her really couldn't afford to offend, so she could only tactfully stretch out her hand to the emperor: "Look." ”

The emperor took her hand and looked at it carefully.

Snow-white and pink, there is indeed as praised in the poem, "the hands are like soft wattles, and the skin is like clotted fat". The fingertips are slightly red, as if a plum pink petal is embellished in the snow.

"The concubine's skills are not perfect, and when she makes such a pair, her fingers are swollen from pinching needles."

This is no exaggeration. This time making socks is more difficult than the last time I made sachets, although there is a famous teacher's guidance, I am also very serious, but the fingers that do not hold needles and threads for a long time can bear such a large amount of labor at once, and it is impossible not to pay a price.

Xie Ning continued: "The concubine is not lazy, if the emperor thinks that this sock is okay, then the concubine will continue to do it." It's just that the concubines are very slow to do their work, and the emperor has to be patient and wait. ”

As soon as she said this, the emperor suddenly felt distressed, held her hand and looked and touched, and gently blew up: "Does it hurt badly?" ”

Actually, it doesn't hurt at all.

Xie Ning's face turned red, and he quickly shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

"Don't tell lies, how can it not hurt? Ten fingers to the heart. The emperor said: "When I was a child, I practiced calligraphy, and my fingers and wrists were swollen, and I couldn't even hold chopsticks. ”

Shainin was even more uneasy. How can her pain be as exaggerated as the emperor said, that is, she stings when she holds a needle, and she doesn't feel much if she doesn't take a needle. Her attention was attracted by what the emperor said.

"How old was the emperor at that time?"

"Six years old, huh?" The emperor thought for a while: "I read later than others, and others have already written neatly and properly. ”

"But the emperor's handwriting is very good now, he must have suffered a lot, right?"

Because the emperor urged her to practice calligraphy, he also taught her some skills in person, and took the handwriting stickers for her to practice, so Xie Ning knew how the emperor's handwriting was.

As the saying goes, only when you eat hard can you become a superior person. The emperor is undoubtedly the first person in the world, so the hardships he has endured must be unimaginable to others.

"It's hard to get started, and when you write and write, you will realize the trick, just like suddenly getting the empowerment of the gods, and after that, you will be able to write well." The emperor said: "Buddhists often talk about epiphany, but in fact, it is not only Buddhism, but in many things, the word epiphany makes sense." ”

Xie Ning said with a smile: "I hope that the concubines can also be enlightened as the emperor said earlier, whether it is a writing girl, it is good to have one thing that can be handled." ”

The emperor slowly approached with a smile on his face and whispered something in her ear.

He said, "Don't worry, even if you don't get anything in the end, I won't dislike you." ”

These words are tender, but Xie Ning feels strange when he listens to them.

Then she was kissed hard, and she really didn't have time to think about other things.

It took a long time for Xie Ning to smack the taste of that sentence.

Your Majesty, this is a clear way to look down on people. Why would she have to learn nothing?

Just rush to this, she really has to work hard seriously, no matter which one it is, she has to practice to make a name for herself.

Not to mention Xie Ning's decision, the days pass quickly, it can be said that there is no sun and moon in the palace, and the cold and summer do not know the year. The west wind came one after another, quietly blowing the green leaves yellow, and the yellow leaves down.

On the 10th day of the first month of October, there was another birthday banquet.

This time, Xie Ning received a post, it was Lin Shufei's birthday, and he specially ordered someone to send the post to Yingxiang Pavilion.

In the second year after the emperor ascended the throne, the queen died of illness. Since the death of the empress, there are only two high-ranking concubines in the palace. One is Concubine Yang Xian, and the other is Concubine Lin Shu. Concubine Xian is frail and sickly, and she spends most of the year recuperating behind closed doors.

When Xie Ning was first selected in the palace, he had seen these two concubines.

It can't be said that she has seen it, at that time, she didn't dare to look up at the nobles who could decide her fate and life and death in one word, she only heard their voices. Concubine Xian's voice was very low, and she was very weak when she listened to it. Concubine Shu's voice is clear and pleasant, and her impression seems to be cold, and she feels that she is a very difficult person to approach.

As for the future, Xie Ning is a small and insignificant talent, and he has nothing to do with the high-ranking concubine Niangniang, and he has no contacts.

This time, Concubine Shu will post her on her birthday, and there is no need to guess the meaning behind this.

This means that Shainin is no longer the penniless little talent he was at the beginning. She has been favored in the past few months, and she has been promoted to the first level. Last time, Chen Jieyu didn't invite her to her birthday banquet, and it was because the two had a grudge.

And this time Concubine Shu's invitation was a statement, and she clearly told Shain, and also told others that Shainin had been recognized by the circle she represented.

As for how far Xie Ning can go in the future, no one can say clearly, it depends on her own future creation.

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The second watch is coming.

The stupid nest also wants to become a 3K party, but 2K has become a habit. _(:з」∠)_