Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Become famous in one battle
Song Fuwen, however, felt no guilt at all. He stared at Li Shuyao with his large, distinct black and white eyes, his eyebrows knitted tightly together, and a pout on his lips. He looked arrogant and disdainful, and shouted at her, "Did I ask you to move?"
Li Shuyao was so frightened that she took several steps back. For a moment, all her curiosity disappeared. She was worried and felt that her good days were coming to an end and that disaster was about to happen.
Sure enough, it was just as she expected.
In the next few days, "Song Danan" completely ignored her. He went on duty every day as if Li Shuyao didn't exist at all. There was no communication for several days. Only when Liang Jiugong came, he would be a little friendlier to Li Shuyao, gritting his teeth and forcing a smile, but his eyes were still cold, as if he was shooting icy knives at Li Shuyao all the time.
Li Shuyao responded: "..."
She also tried to struggle -
For example, on her first day on duty, she brought some cute small pastries for Song Fuwen, but Song Fuwen slapped her rudely, and the pastries fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.
In the afternoon, she went to look after the tea stove, but was pushed aside by Song Fuwen by the collar.
When she was about to leave her shift, she tried to be polite and said "Good night, sweet dreams" to Song Fuwen, but Song Fuwen ignored her and walked away with a cold face.
On the second day, Li Shuyao took the tea book from the tea room and offered to help her count the remaining quantities of various types of tea. As a result, Song Fuwen mocked her for writing in big characters that looked like earthworms crawling.
Li Shuyao could only turn around to wash the tea set, but before she could even reach out her hand, Song Fuwen hugged the tea set in his arms like a child, and refused to let her touch it at all.
In this way, Li Shuyao chose the cowardly endurance between being cowardly and forbearing, and the result was that she sat on the bench for five days feeling wronged.
During this period, Liang Jiugong came twice. One time, he came to serve tea to the emperor in person and casually asked how Li Shuyao performed in the tea room. Song Fuwen replied, "It's okay."
When he came for the second time, he asked the same question again. Song Fuwen thought about it, forced a smile, and praised Li Shuyao for her "excellent understanding."
Li Shuyao listened nearby and blinked.
Comprehension, excellent?
Her?
In a moment, Li Shuyao felt as if he had understood something.
At night, she returned to the house and sat at the table, thinking hard for a long time in front of a flickering candlelight. Finally, she finally had a great enlightenment -
Why did she have to be so desperate to compete with Song Fuwen for work?
Are there any benefits to winning the fight?
No.
Not even a little bit.
What if you lose the fight?
Losing...isn't that just what she wants?
I can now be "forced" to be a carefree and dreamless happy salted fish with peace of mind.
Moreover, in places like the Forbidden City, the principle has always been "the more you work, the more mistakes you make." "Not working" won't work either, so the most ideal situation is "less work," or letting others do the "work" for you!
Yes, that's it!
Li Shuyao clenched her fists and solemnly decided on a response strategy.
The next day, after she arrived at the tea room, she lazily sat down on a small stool in the corner, bent her legs, hugged her knees with her hands, rested her chin on her arms, and stared blankly with dull eyes.
Song Fuwen thought that she was scared by his treatment, and he couldn't help feeling smug. When he worked, his waist twisted even more violently.
She first cleaned the tea table, then picked up a rag and wiped the treasure rack behind her.
After taking the tea that the emperor was going to drink today from the treasure rack, he walked past Li Shuyao with a twist of his waist, went outside, brought back a small bucket of spring water, and slowly began to boil water to make tea.
As soon as the emperor finished his morning court session, she immediately took the brewed hot tea to the compartment outside and gave it to the eunuch there to test for poison and keep a sample. She then bowed and handed it to Liang Jiugong. She watched Liang Jiugong deliver the tea to the imperial study before turning around and returning to the tea room.
When passing in front of Li Shuyao, he snorted lightly.
Li Shuyao didn't hear anything at all, but she felt something floating past her eyes. She blinked, changed her posture and continued to stare blankly.
This morning, Song Fuwen boiled seven pots of water and brought five cups of tea into the imperial study.
After being in a daze for half an hour, Li Shuyao had nothing to do, so she simply straightened up, leaned her back against the wall, crossed her legs and shook them, and then observed Song Fuwen boredly.
I immediately discovered that she had a very regular way of making tea. She would wait until the hot water in the tea stove had boiled twice before taking it off the stove. With a flick of her wrist, she would pour the steaming hot water into the teacup little by little from low to high.
First, scald the teacup with hot water, then use a tea spoon to scoop two spoonfuls of tea leaves from the jar, gently shake your wrist, and sprinkle the tea leaves into the teacup little by little, and then continue to pour boiling hot water from a high place.
The tea brewed the first time should be poured out, and the tea brewed the second time should also be poured out after staying in the cup for seven seconds.
The third time you add water, fill it up to the brim. Then place a tea lid around the edge of the teacup, skim off a little tea, shake it twice, and finally leave only about 80% of tea in the teacup.
Finally, he wiped the outside of the teacup clean and placed it, along with the tea tray, on a red sandalwood tray with animal carvings. He then hurriedly carried it to the compartment outside the imperial study. [1]
After quietly watching Song Fuwen's entire process, Li Shuyao became more determined to pursue her dream of becoming a vagrant.
…She doesn’t want to make tea!
She just saw it clearly. From the moment she started heating the tea set, Song Fuwen never used the tea tongs on the table. She used her hands directly for almost every step. Even though the hot water made her fingertips red, she did not hesitate at all.
The performance is like a ruthless, painless iron-handed tea-making machine.
Seeing this, Li Shuyao couldn't help but grimace in her heart and felt sorry for her.
Finally, she began to sincerely thank Song Fuwen for his "exclusion" of her. After all, she really didn't want the "blessing" of making tea for the emperor!
…
During Li Shuyao's job-hunting journey, she only felt a little neglect and grievance in the first five days, and then it was smooth sailing and happy.
Seven or eight days passed like this, and finally the day came to collect salary.
The distribution of the allowances to all the palace servants in the Palace of Heavenly Purity had to go through Liang Jiugong. He first sent someone to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to get all the allowances, and then made corresponding rewards and deductions based on each person's performance that month. He then handed the allowances and the book, which was everyone's pay slip, to the four maids in the Palace of Heavenly Purity, and they arranged for the distribution one by one.
——The above information was told to her by Nanny Lin herself.
There's nothing you can do about it. It's Li Shuyao's fault for not being able to make friends in the Palace of Heavenly Purity.
It was only at this time that she discovered that Song Fuwen seemed to have a very high status among the maids in the Qianqing Palace...
Therefore, Song Fuwen didn't like her, and he was against her openly and secretly, ostracizing her and ignoring her everywhere. Naturally, no one would be free to make friends with her.
In this regard, Li Shuyao still tried hard, thinking that the mountain is mine, so I will climb it by myself.
So she spent five taels of silver and ordered four plates of snacks from the imperial kitchen. She put the heavy snacks into the food box and carried it back to her residence in the Palace of Heavenly Purity. She happened to see several palace maids on leave chatting and playing in the courtyard.
Li Shuyao mustered up the courage to walk towards them. The sounds of their talking and laughing gradually got closer.
Li Shuyao heard them saying:
"The emperor invited that person to accompany him the other day, but guess what happened? Before he even spent an incense stick of time in the East Warm Pavilion, the emperor was sent away by Concubine Tong."
"Hahaha, is this true?"
"Of course it's true! I work in the East Warm Pavilion, how could I lie to you?"
"If you ask me, what's the point of becoming a court lady? After all, she's not a proper empress in the harem. She's not even a concubine. I don't know what she's so arrogant about..."
Li Shuyao's ears quickly caught several key words: the day before yesterday, accompanying the emperor, Concubine Tong, and official girl.
Isn’t that Qingyao?
Li Shuyao clenched the food box in her hand: "..."
After listening to a few more sentences and confirming that they were talking about Qingyao, he bit his lip, turned and left expressionlessly, as if he had made some kind of decision.
She returned to her room, casually threw the lunch box on the table, stood there with a stern face, puffed up cheeks, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The angrier she became, the more she thought about it, and there was no peace at all.
In the end, I was so angry that my mind was in a mess. I threw all the things about making friends and rationality aside. There was only one thought that kept going back and forth in my mind: I can scold anyone but her best friend!
Then she rushed out of the door in a hurry and had a fierce quarrel with those gossipy palace maids.
The noise soon alarmed Liang Jiugong and several maids.
Seeing Liang Jiugong and his men arriving, Li Shuyao's originally angry expression quickly turned into one of aggrievedness, and tears streamed down her face.
In front of all the leaders, she repeated the conversation between the palace maids word for word with a hoarse voice and sobs.
During this time, the palace maids tried to speak out to refute them countless times, but every time someone opened their mouth, Li Shuyao would deliberately raise her sobbing voice, with deep resentment and graceful sobs, so that those people could not even utter a complete sentence. They could only shout back and forth: "General Manager Liang, we are wronged... wronged..."
What's the injustice?
Of course it is unfair.
But Li Shuyao would not give them a chance. She cried and complained while kneeling on the ground and hugged the thigh of Nanny Lin, who had the best temper among the Nannies. Her words of complaint sounded like she was acting coquettishly and begging for mercy, which made the Nannies present, even the strictest Nanny Gong, look a little moved and sympathetic.
After all, Li Shuyao was naturally beautiful. When she curved her eyebrows and spoke to others with a sweet smile, she could easily remind people of the gorgeous and charming spring flowers in the morning light, and she was unforgettable at first sight.
And when she cries, she looks like the autumn begonia that stands stubbornly after enduring wind and rain, making people feel heartbroken just by looking at it.
...At least several people present felt varying degrees of pity in their hearts.
He turned around and coldly ordered his men to drag those palace maids away and slap each of them forty times.
After this incident, Li Shuyao became famous among the palace maids in the Qianqing Palace, but it was not a good reputation.
Therefore, when the Qianqing Palace distributed the allowances, no one would come forward to tell her where to collect them.
——Her allowance was delivered to her door by Nanny Lin.
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