The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 588
Regardless of the objections of his ministers and officials, the emperor insisted on conquest by the royal driver.

The common people came to the market one after another to watch the emperor's chariot drive out of the imperial city.

Bo Langjun, who was used to being pampered and pampered, did not ride a horse, but followed the emperor's chariot in a carriage.

Zhao's eyes and ears are hidden in the crowd.After seeing the emperor's chariot and horses leaving the imperial city, they rushed to the Zhao residence to report.

A smile appeared on Mrs. Zhao's face:
"Maybe it's God's will! Come! Bring the carrier pigeon!"

He has already communicated with the King of Chengyang, plotting to rebel.

King Chengyang was still hesitating.After he received the Feige letter from Mr. Zhao, he immediately gathered his troops and started the rebellion.

When the emperor traveled to Taiyuan, he was warmly received by officials of all sizes in Taiyuan County.

The emperor, who was happy to drink a few more glasses, saw that the old ministers were very happy, and all of them made meritorious deeds and rewarded them, and all the people gave cattle and wine.

The governor of Taiyuan County said that the fields in Jinyang and Zhongdu suffered floods, and people's livelihood was difficult.

The emperor then announced that the rent and tax of these two places would be exempted for three years.

The next day, the emperor sobered up.Recalling the night banquet, he asked Bo Lang Jun who was making tea:
"Is there anything missing?"

"It's okay! The scenery in Taiyuan is pleasant, I wonder if the emperor would like to visit it?"

Mr. Bo Lang saw that Xu Nei was fully dressed to serve the emperor, so he poured a cup of tea and put it on the tea table opposite him.

The emperor sat down and sipped the tea, even saying that the tea was good.

At that time, the governor of Taiyuan came in to greet him.The emperor asked where the tea came from.
"Longjiao Mountain to the east of Jinyang!"

The governor of Taiyuan bowed and saluted, and replied truthfully.

"Is it far?"

The emperor thought of going to have a look.

"It's not too far! It takes about half an hour to ride a horse! Does the emperor want to go to Longjiao Mountain?"

The governor of Taiyuan looked up at the emperor suspiciously.

"Go and see how tea farmers grow tea! Experience the people's sentiments!"

Mr. Bo Lang answered on behalf of the emperor, and poured a cup of tea for the governor of Taiyuan.

"Oh! I'm going to prepare now!"

The governor of Taiyuan didn't take the cup of tea that Mr. Bo Lang poured for him, but hurried out of the house to prepare for the emperor's visit to the tea mountain.

"Is it appropriate for you to visit Longjiao Mountain alone?"

The emperor still has concerns in his heart!After all, Guan Ying was leading his troops to fight fiercely with the Xiongnu, and he was traveling around at this time for fear of being blamed.

"If you are not like this, how can you paralyze Chengyang King and others?"

A gleam of determination flashed in Bo Langjun's eyes.

"Then just be mediocre once!"

The emperor made up his mind to visit Longjiao Mountain.

Taiyuan Longjiao Mountain is just beside the Jinyang County Road, so the transportation is very convenient.

The Chafang Temple in the mountains has a long history. It is said that in ancient times, this was a ferry on the east bank of Jinyang Lake in ancient Taiyuan, where merchant ships and cargo ships docked.Passing merchants and pedestrians drink tea and rest here, pray to Buddha and make wishes.Later, Dayu controlled the water, opened Lingshikou, and vacated Jinyang Lake, so that Taiyuan City looks like it is today. (quote)
The emperor came to Chafang Temple with Mr. Bo Lang and the governor of Taiyuan.

There is a tea house next to the temple, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

Before Bo Langjun and his party approached, they smelled the refreshing aroma of tea.

"Sit down and have a cup of tea before entering the temple!"

The emperor travels in casual clothes, so he doesn't have so many scruples.

The governor of Taiyuan wanted to persuade the emperor, but was stopped by Mr. Bo Lang's eyes.

"After all, the emperor is the Ninth Five-Year King, how can he use tea in this small tea house?"

The governor of Taiyuan looked at Mr. Bo Lang in puzzlement.

"It's rare for the emperor to leave the palace once, so let him do what he wants!"

Mr. Bo Lang could understand the emperor's mood at this time.He also knows that it is not easy to be an emperor who has lived in the palace for a long time.

The emperor drank three courses of tea, his forehead was slightly sweaty, but there was a happy smile on his face.

Xu Neishi handed over the towel.Seeing the color of the scarf, the old man in the tea house quickly knelt down and kowtowed to the emperor.

"Please get up!"

The emperor wanted to reach out to help the old man, but Xu Neishi stepped forward to help him up first.

"Don't say anything!"

Xu Neishi took out the coins and paid for the tea.

"Caomin dare not accept this tea money!"

The old man's hands trembled.

"Take it!"

Mr. Bo Lang got up and said.

The emperor has strode into the Chafang Temple.Jiang Yu followed him closely.

The Chafang Temple has a courtyard layout, consisting of the mountain gate, the left and right bell and drum towers, the main hall, and the ear rooms on both sides.The east and west are composed of two large courtyards of teahouses, and there is a row of gazebos and pools in the backyard.It looks patchwork and has a unique view.

Everyone climbed the mountain with joy and looked from afar, and the fields were green and gratifying.

That piece is the tea field that the tea farmers depend on for their survival.

The emperor and Mr. Bo Lang looked at the terraced fields, and walked down with each other supporting each other.

The sheriff and Jiang Yu followed closely, but servant Xu fell behind because of his bad legs.

"What are you looking at! Why don't you support me and go quickly!"

Seeing that the two guards around him were just following him, Xu Neishi hurriedly urged them to chase the emperor and the others with him.

Someone on the tea mountain had delivered the news a long time ago, and all irrelevant people avoided. Only the grandparent and grandson with rich planting experience were left in the tea garden waiting for the emperor's question.

The emperor asked the old tea farmers if they might have enough food and clothing.

The old tea farmers bowed and said that they depended on growing tea for a living, and their lives were decent.

The emperor grabbed a handful of tea leaves in the old tea farmer's basket, looked at them, and then sniffed them.

"Summer tea does not have the fragrance of spring tea, but it is rich in color and has a unique taste."

The old tea farmer talked while walking with the emperor.

"The tea we drink may be spring tea!"

The emperor thought of the tea Bo Langjun cooked himself when he got up in the morning.

"Hmm! That's Maojian, green tea!"

Mr. Bo Lang is proficient in tea ceremony, so naturally he has also studied tea.

"Maojian tea is light green in color, fresh and fresh with the aroma of ripe chestnuts, and has a mellow taste. The bottom of the leaves are tender and bright green. It usually starts to be picked in late March."

The old tea farmers introduced them like a few treasures.

"Grandfather! Home!"

The grandson of the old tea farmer reminded him by tugging at his clothes.

"Go into the yard! The old man's house has everything you need for tea!"

The old tea farmer proudly invited the emperor and others into his teahouse.

Although the house is simple, the courtyard is quite spacious.

Mr. Bo Lang sat at the wooden table in the yard with the emperor.

The grandparents and grandchildren of the old tea farmers moved out all the good tea treasured at home.

The emperor opened this can to have a look, and that can sniffed, even talking about good tea!

"Take all these back!"

The old tea farmer put all the tea pots into bamboo baskets and put them on the table.

"No! Just take two cans!"

The emperor hurriedly waved his hands.

"You waived our rent for three years, this little tea is nothing!"

The old tea farmer stuffed the bamboo basket into Xu Neishi's hand.

"Jiang Yu!"

Mr. Bo Lang beckoned Jiang Yu to give the money.

Old tea farmers are determined not to accept coins.He said that he kept and looked at these tea leaves, but he was reluctant to drink them all the time, and he couldn't finish them.Now that I have met a master like you, I will honor you for the tea farmers in Dashan!
The emperor said that you don't take money, so I can't take your tea!If other officials learn from orphans, there may not be much tea left in your tea mountains!This precedent cannot be set!

The old tea farmer just took the coins and bowed to give them away.

The emperor personally carried the basket of tea music full of tea farmers' hearts and went down the mountain.

At this moment, Mr. Bo Lang felt that the emperor had the appearance that a young man should have.

(End of this chapter)