Donggong Zhangjiao

Chapter 29 Tea Art

Pei Yao walked into the yard, raised his jaw and looked at the slightly embarrassed girl on the swing, with a smile on his face.

Waving his hand, he said warmly.

"Excuse me, slow down, don't fall."

Seeing Pei Yao's kindness, Fang Yun heaved a sigh of relief, his beautiful eyes twinkled slightly, and suddenly he had a little ingenuity.

But Qingrong and Yanwei were not so stable. At this moment, they quickly and carefully pulled the rope, and slowly stopped the swing so that Fang Yun could come down.

Both feet landed on the ground, and just took a step forward, it seemed that it was because of nervousness, Fang Yun's ankles suddenly softened, and he staggered forward with an exclamation.

At this moment, Pei Yao was standing in front of her, and he subconsciously reached out to hold her in his arms.

The slender man flung himself in front of his chest, instinctively pulling his sleeves tightly with both hands, soft and tender, his pretty little face was full of shock, and his beautiful eyes were watery, which really aroused pity.

"What's the hurry, wait a moment and a half, I can't make you if I can eat you."

Pei Yao's tone involuntarily softened by two points.

He let go only after straightening him up.

Fang Yun's face was dyed a little crimson, he closed his eyes as if shy, and saluted politely.

"My concubine is disgraceful, thank you for your forgiveness, it's hot outside, please sit inside, Your Highness."

Pei Yao nodded, and entered the room first.

The maids quickly served tea and cakes, as well as some fresh fruits.

In general, the supply today is better than when it was in the East Palace.

When they were in the palace, all food and clothing expenses were paid according to the rules, but when they arrived in Zhongzhou, it was the local officials of Zhongzhou who arranged for them to eat and live, so naturally they picked up everything and sent it up. .

After all, in the concept of normal people, the one who can be brought out by the prince to accompany him on the southern tour must be a favored concubine, so he can't be offended.

In the past few days, Fang Yun lived comfortably and at ease.

He even joked with Qingrong and the others, it's good to just stay in Zhongzhou like this.

"My concubine sees that His Highness has been very busy these days. Why are you free today? I heard that it is the Luming Banquet?" Fang Yun asked softly while pouring tea.

Pei Yao took the teacup, took a sip, and stretched his eyebrows slightly.

"I'm done with all the things I should be busy with. Today I have half a day to spare. Take a break and have a banquet tomorrow."

Just when Fang Yun nodded to express his understanding, he spoke again.

"Have you learned how to make tea these days?"

When Fang Yun poured him tea just now, he noticed that Fang Yun's technique was much more skillful than before, as if he had practiced it.

Mentioning this, Fang Yun smiled embarrassedly.

"In my spare time, I learned from the girl who served the tea. The techniques are crude. Your Highness laughed at me."

In fact, it's more than that. When she is free, she also thinks about flower arrangement, chess, calligraphy and painting.

She didn't have good innate conditions, and she didn't learn these things well when she was young. Now that she has the opportunity, she naturally has to keep up.

At any time, skin is not enough. If she wants to know those things that the ladies know, she must know what those people don't know.

Otherwise, what would she use to stand out in front of Pei Yao?
"The technique is good, but although the technique used by these servants is good, and the tea tastes the same, but the technique is not beautiful enough to watch. If you want to learn, you can teach you if you have nothing to do today. .”

Pei Yao put down the teacup with great interest, eager to try it.

Probably because he was free, he just wanted to find something to do, and it just so happened that Fang Yun had an opportunity here, and Pei Yao's idea of ​​raising seedlings by himself came to the fore.

For this, Fang Yun was naturally 1 willing.

With the beginning of learning how to make tea, she would have more reasonable excuses to contact Pei Yao, and also bring the relationship between the two closer.

Moreover, the prince taught tea art in person, which is an experience that others will never easily have.

Value, you can shoot!

Thinking about it in his heart, a sweet smile appeared on Fang Yun's pretty and lovely face.

"Your Highness wants to teach himself, don't think this student is too stupid later!"

"Since you recognize the master, hurry up and ask someone to bring the tea set."

Pei Yao raised his eyebrows in a good mood, rarely showing a bit of a juvenile air with a sense of joking.

When we usually meet, although they look gentle and gentle, they look calm and reliable.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was good and Qing Rong was also alert, she immediately greeted Yan Wei and went to bring the things together, and they all retreated outside to guard.

Hong Zheng originally served Pei Yao personally, but now he also retreated with the two maids.

Leave space in the house for the two masters to be alone.

"Eunuch, the weather is unbearably hot. It is enough for the two of us to guard the door in the corridor. There are herbal tea and melon and fruit snacks in the next room. Eunuch, go and rest. If His Royal Highness summons, I will invite you immediately."

Qing Rong smiled at Hong Zhengdao.

As the chief manager next to Pei Yao, Hong Zheng has been fawned over by others all these years. Even the people in the princess's courtyard are polite to him. Now, facing Qingrong's rules and manners, it is natural satisfy.

However, he was able to follow Pei Yao for so many years, and he was not arrogant or brainless.

No matter how high he was praised by others, he always kept his face hidden, with an amiable and amiable appearance.

Just like this moment, after talking hard with Qingrong with a smile, he went to the side to rest.

After he left, Qing Rong was also thinking about it secretly.

He warned himself that he had to learn more from Eunuch Hong in the future so that he could help Fang Yun.

But what Qing Rong thinks about is the future, but in this room, Fang Yun just needs help.

The clothes I wear today have wide sleeves, and it is inconvenient to make tea, so I have to roll up the sleeves and tie them with ribbons.

Probably because it was not fastened just now, it was loosened and blocked the hand.

Fang Yun wanted to pull it up by himself, but it was difficult for him to do it alone. At this moment, Pei Yao was still talking about the key points of making tea. Scratching his scalp, he started to do it quietly.

However, Pei Yao was so perceptive that he quickly noticed her small movements and stopped what he was doing.

"come over."

"Ok?"

Fang Yun was distracted fighting with his sleeves, when he suddenly called out, he raised his head in doubt.

Immediately he came back to his senses and was busy saluting again.

"I'm sorry to disturb Your Highness, it's my concubine's clothes."

Before she could finish speaking, Pei Yao came over and helped her roll up and tie her sleeves.

Although the system is a bit ugly, it is done.

Then he returned to his seat with a calm face, took the tea set again, and said in a deep voice.

"Study seriously."

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, then nodded again.

Xin said how to flirt a little, it really turned into a tea art class.

However, he murmured these words twice in his heart, and on the face of it, he quickly and seriously learned the tea art class taught by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself.

Just like that, an hour in the afternoon was gone.

Learning is to learn a lot of things, tired is indeed a bit tired.

When sitting down to drink tea, Fang Yun made a half-joking joke.

"His Royal Highness finally got half a day off, but he came to be a teacher for my concubine. Now that I am in Jiangnan, I should go out to see the scenery. The book said that the fireworks will go to Yangzhou in March, but I don't know if I will go to Zhongzhou in Jiangnan in June and July. What's it like?"

(End of this chapter)