Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 17 Little White Eyed Wolf
Zhang Qing came over knowingly, and dared to ask Lord Lian because he was embarrassed, so he raised his voice and said, "Master, there is no more Qinglu tea."

Lotus, who was concentrating on practicing calligraphy, heard the three words "Qinglucha" and couldn't help but pricked up her ears.

Speaking of which, in order to curry favor with the imperial concubine, Lianhua had worked hard and made a whole box of tea, which was so tightly pressed that the emperor drank it for many days, and now it is finally finished.

The emperor said solemnly: "Why don't people buy it?"

Zhang Qing looked sad, and said with a sad face: "Master, there is no way to send someone to the imperial merchants or the major tea merchants, and this tea cannot be found on the market. I have tried all the methods that should be tried, and the servants are incompetent. die."

"Pada" dripped a drop of ink from the tip of the pen onto the paper, smearing the words just written into a ball, and Lotus's mind was a little confused.

Is there any clear dew tea on the market? Lotus is the clearest. This tea is unique to the lotus family, and the secret recipe is not leaked. How can it be sold outside?
What she was struggling with was whether to take the initiative to make some tea for the Lord Long Live, but Qinglu tea was complicated and very troublesome. She was only one person, and she was exhausted every time she finished a batch.

But recently, Long Live has treated her very well, and he is very kind, and he also provides her with a steady stream of dietary materials.

Thinking of this, Lotus was tangled, and she didn't want to tire herself, and she felt uneasy, and the heavens and the human were at war.

In Lianhua's heart, her expectations for the emperor are extremely low. It is only to provide her with ingredients, and she does not need to spend money to buy it. Moreover, if she commits a little ailment, the emperor will not cure her. This is very good!
As for the promotion of rank and the reward of precious and rare things, there is no such thing. Don't even think about it, and Lotus doesn't dare to expect it.

Seeing that this little concubine was actually indifferent, the emperor couldn't help being a little annoyed, all hinting at this point, why didn't she take the initiative to say that she wanted to make tea for him?

The first two times were more or less snatched from her hands, not what she was willing to give. Now, no matter how thick the emperor's skin is, he can't ask for it directly, so he wants to hint her and ask her to take the initiative to speak. I once thought that people would not pick up at all.

The emperor thought to himself: Hmph, it was a waste of me to treat her so well these days, and I really fed the dog with all my heart. I am really a little white-eyed wolf.

So he said to Zhang Qing: "Since there is no market, where does this tea come from?"

Zhang Qing bowed his body and wiped his sweat, thinking in his heart, Long live Lord is really wise and marvelous, and even his acting skills are much better than ordinary people, and replied: " Long live Lord, you forgot? This tea was brought to you by Lian Xiaozhu Yes!"

Lotus frantically complained: No!I do not have!Don't talk nonsense!This is not a gift, this is robbed, this is robbed, this is robbed naked, twice! ! !
Seeing that the lotus was still indifferent, as if he didn't hear it, the emperor couldn't help but turn into anger.

He pretended not to hear what was going on, the pen had been stopped for a long time, the ink had splattered on the paper, and he was still stunned. The emperor didn't need to mention it for someone else, and he took the initiative to send it.

The emperor said lightly: "Lian promised, is there any such thing?"

Lianhua pouted, turned around and saluted, "Lord Long Live, this is indeed the case."

What else can I do? Of course, I admit that I donated it myself. Is it possible that I have to argue that it was robbed by Long Live Master?

She is not stupid. She has already figured out the temperament of Lord Long Live these days. Don't be reasonable or unreasonable, and she can't be stubborn, otherwise she will be punished when she goes to bed at night, and the next day will be as sore as peeling off the skin Ye Qiuhou's ability to settle accounts is very impressive.

The emperor tapped his finger on the table, and then said, "Now that I have finished drinking, what can I do?"

Lianhua's heart was weeping and bleeding, and she finally understood that this was the conspiracy of the Lord Long Live, and that she had to fall into the trap no matter what.

So he replied respectfully with a bitter face: "My lord loves to drink Qinglu tea. This is an honor for my servants. To be able to make tea for my lord, my servants are very happy. The servants will go to prepare tea for my lord tomorrow, but there are more processes for Qinglu tea. , please wait for a while."

The emperor automatically ignored the expression on her face and nodded in satisfaction.

This little concubine's mind is pure, everything is written on her face, she says one thing, and she thinks another thing in her heart. He has long been used to it, not to mention that he loves to watch her deflate and see what she is doing. Can't escape the look of his palm, very cool.

As soon as the emperor was in a good mood, he couldn't help showing mercy and wanted to give her some pointers.

I walked over to the table where she practiced calligraphy and took a look. I was surprised. It seemed that she had been practicing for many days, right?
At the beginning, he took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from Zhang Qing's hand, but he saw it in his eyes, but now he has practiced for a long time, and he can practice one, two, three, even if he has practiced a lot. Why is her character still one? Like a dog crawling, no progress at all?How stupid!

Looking through her copybook, the emperor was surprised that it was the copybook of Liu Gong, a master of cursive script in the previous dynasty, which was rarely handed down and was very precious.

The emperor couldn't help but pick it up and taste it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he couldn't put it down. He sighed in his heart that he fell into the hands of this little concubine. It was a waste of time. If Duke Liu knew about it, he would have to vomit blood in the coffin.

It is no wonder that after practicing for so long, there is no improvement. It is because this little concubine wants to fly before she has learned to walk.
The emperor said calmly: "Your copybook is wrong, I have confiscated it, and I will give you a new copy."

　If you can't do it, you can't get tired of yourself
　　
　
(End of this chapter)