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Chapter 397 0393 [Fan Lou]

Han Zhen said apologetically: "I should have come to visit the old lady earlier, but my subordinates were negligent. I hope the old lady is not to blame."

"Can't, can't."

Mother Qin waved her hands repeatedly.

Han Zhen asked: "Who else is in the old lady's family?"

"Gone."

Qin's mother shook her head, and then asked cautiously: "Grandpa Erlang, can I see Qin San'er?"

"Naturally."

Han Zhen smiled slightly, turned around and said: "Old Jiu, send someone to take the old lady to the imperial city and take good care of her."

"I'll leave after just one look."

When Qin's mother heard that she was going to be taken to the imperial city to live, she immediately shook her head like a rattle.

How could an old woman like her live in the imperial city?

Han Zhen smiled and said: "Old lady, please don't refuse. Live in peace and contentment. With an old mother like you by my side, I think Qin San'er will recover faster."

"That...that's good."

When she heard that her son could recover quickly, Qin's mother had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Old lady, please get in the car."

Lao Jiu found an ox cart, invited Qin's mother into the cart, and arranged for a team of personal guards to escort her to the imperial city.

The people kneeling on the ground witnessed the whole process, looking at the back of the ox cart with envy on their faces.

The Qin family has reached the sky in one step!

"Let's all go back."

After giving instructions to these refugees, Han Zhen got on his horse and rode away.

As the refugees dispersed, the news that Qin's mother was taken into the palace to enjoy her blessings quickly spread in the city.

A large group of people gathered at the soup cake stall in the alley.

"Have you heard that Qin Li was taken into the palace by Grandpa Erlang?"

"I've heard about it."

"Qin and Li have suffered for half their lives, but they are blessed when they grow old."

Listening to the chattering of the people, the stall owner Zheng Jiadalang said while cooking noodles: "I would say, Qin San'er risked his life to welcome Grandpa Erlang into the city, and his mother deserves to enjoy the blessings."

The tea doctor at the tea shop opposite was puzzled: "How come Qin San'er, who is usually a scumbag, suddenly became so bold? The key was actually accomplished by him. Isn't it surprising?"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the support of many people.

A diner recalled: "That day I said that Baoshen Temple had been demolished, and something was wrong with Qin San'er, as if he had lost his soul."

"I think Qin San'er may be the reincarnation of the boy under Grandpa Erlang."

"Don't tell me, it's really possible. I've always been confused before, but when Grandpa Erlang came, he immediately seemed like a different person."

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Ever since Zhao Ji took over the expansion, Fan Building has completely changed.

Fan Tower is not just one building. There are five tall buildings in the southeast, northwest, and northwest, forming a complex of buildings covering a very large area.

The tall building in the middle has five floors. Against the backdrop of the surrounding tall buildings, it looks like stars over the moon.

Because it was Zhao Ji's property, it was regarded as part of the internal funds and sealed up from the moment Han Zhen entered the city.

Everyone from the shopkeeper to the waiter is imprisoned in the Fan Tower and is not allowed to take a step.

Today, the gate of Fan Tower is open.

The charming Tian Mama stood in front of the door holding an acacia fan. Although she had a charming smile on her face, there was anxiety hidden in her eyes.

Da da da!

Not long after, a crisp sound of horse hooves came.

Immediately afterwards, a group of personal guards wearing black armor came first and rushed into the store without saying a word.

After searching the entire building up and down to make sure there were no hidden weapons, the guards exited the hotel and stood on both sides.

The next moment, Han Zhen came on horseback, followed by a group of officials.

"The daughter of the people has met His Majesty."

Tian’s mother felt a chill in her heart and bowed Yingying.

Han Zhen was riding on his horse, looking at Tian's mother condescendingly, and asked, "Are you the owner of Fan Tower?"

Tian's mother had a bitter look on her face, and explained in a charming and charming voice: "Your Majesty is joking, how can a slave like a weak woman be a member of the Housemaster Fan's family? She is just a puppet who was pushed to the front desk."

Han Zhen smiled slightly and looked away from Tian's mother. After admiring the exquisite and luxurious gatehouse of Fan Tower, he joked: "When I was in Linzi County, Chang Yukun often told me that one day, if I could return to Bian, Beijing, you must taste the white pear flowers and taste the green dragon and phoenix."

"Now, Chang Yukun is still in Jinan and can't come for the time being. I will try it for him today and then write a letter to tell him how it tastes."

"Hahaha."

These words made all the courtiers smile knowingly.

Shi Wenhui said with emotion: "Not only the governor, but also the ministers came to Beijing several times to take the imperial examination. Due to the lack of money, they could only stand outside the fan building for a moment and smell the aroma. Now. Thanks to His Majesty’s blessing, I can finally get what I want.”

Han Zhen greeted: "In that case, what are you waiting for? Let's go in together."

After getting off his horse, he strode into the store.

Mother Tian twisted her waist and hurriedly followed Han Zhen, her peach-like buttocks swaying left and right.

Zhao Ting only glanced at her, then withdrew his gaze and lowered his voice and asked, "What is this woman's background?"

He Li shook his head, indicating that he was unclear.

Wu Min, on the other hand, muttered: "I once heard Cai Jing mention that this woman's surname is Tian. She was not familiar with Zhao Ji in her early years. Later, when she got older, she helped Zhao Ji manage the Fan Building and recruited beauties to teach her for Zhao Ji's enjoyment. It was she who brought Master Li into existence, and the Su family, which has become famous in the capital in the past two years, was also her work."

He was an anomaly among Cai's party. He was famous in Taixue for his articles long before he became an official.

Cai Jing admired his articles very much and wanted to marry his daughter to him again and again.

But Wu Min decisively refused and often wrote letters to impeach Cai Jing and others.

Instead of being annoyed, Cai Jing recommended Zhao Ji many times.

"I see."

After hearing this inside story, everyone looked stunned.

Under the leadership of Tian's mother, Han Zhen walked around the entire Fan Building. After all, it was Zhao Ji's handiwork. The five tall buildings were beautifully built and extremely luxurious.

The carpets in any private room can cost thousands of pieces.

Han Zhen asked: "Didn't it cost less to build this Fan Tower?"

Tian's mother replied: "I don't know very well, but there are always seven or eight million strings."

Han Zhen asked again: "It is said that from the top of the main building, you can overlook the imperial city?"

Hearing this, Tian's mother's heart tightened. She was not sure what Han Zhen meant. She said in an anxious tone: "It is true."

"Go and see."

Han Zhen gave an order.

All the way to the fifth floor of the main building, I opened the window and faced the imperial city not far away.

Standing in front of the window, the entire imperial city was in sight, and even the imperial guards on the Donghua Gate tower were clearly visible.

Tian's mother quietly took a look at Han Zhen's face and carefully explained: "Your Majesty, the fourth and fifth floors are sealed on weekdays. No one is allowed to set foot except by the will of the Holy Emperor. Violators will be punished as serious crimes."

"Ah."

Han Zhen responded casually, then pointed to a palace and asked, "My dear friends, is this the Chui Gong Palace?"

A group of ministers came forward to take a look, and Wu Min replied: "Your Majesty, this is the Yanhe Hall."

Zhao Ting immediately understood and bowed and said: "The Great Inner Forbidden City is the residence of a saint. How can we allow others to peek at it? I request you to demolish the fourth and fifth floors of Fan Tower!"

"I second the proposal."

Wu Min, Xie Ding and others also spoke in agreement.

"In that case, let's demolish it."

Han Zhen nodded, then chuckled and said: "I have long heard about the names of Fanlou Lihuabai and Longfengqing. Today I want to taste them carefully."

"The slaves obey."

Tian’s mother made a Wanfu salute, turned around and left.

"sit."

Han Zhen said hello and took the lead in sitting on the main seat.

After he sat down, Zhao Ting and others took their seats one after another.

Although the shared meal system had become popular in the Tang Dynasty, the separate meal system was still retained.

For example, when the emperor entertains his ministers, or in the elegant rooms of major restaurants.

Not long after, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a woman walked in, followed by two maids.

The woman's appearance is ordinary, but she has a unique temperament, as fresh and elegant as an orchid.

The maid held a silver plate in her hand, containing various tea-making tools. There were as many as twelve kinds of tea-making tools.

"I have met His Majesty."

The woman bowed Yingying, then knelt down on the ground. The two maids immediately put down the tray and arranged it neatly.

Wu Min on the lower left hand side introduced: "Your Majesty, this woman's name is Shen Qiu. She is a master of tea art in the capital. She combines the strengths of hundreds of schools and has superb skills. She runs a tea shop on Ma Xing Street and always orders tea. , will definitely attract countless tea drinkers to watch.”

For people in the Song Dynasty, tea was an indispensable necessity in life.

Various tea art masters and ancient tea classics emerge in endlessly.

Su Dongpo was also a master of this art, and his unique method of making tea in Western Shu was once very popular.

Shen Qiu's movements were unhurried and unhurried, with a sense of charm.

Xie Ding and others stared at Shen Qiu without blinking, stroking their beards from time to time with expressions of enjoyment on their faces.

Watching the process of ordering tea is also an important part of tea tasting.

Han Zhen couldn't help but sigh. In terms of elegance, his ancestors really played it to the extreme.

After a series of processes such as grouping, roasting, tencha, grinding, sifting, flavoring, sub-burning, etc., a cup of tea is finally completed.

"Your Majesty, please give me tea."

Shen Qiu gave a slight signal, and the maid came to Han Zhen with a tea cup.

After taking the tea cup, I saw a dragon and a phoenix floating on the green soup surface. As the tea soup rippled, the dragon and phoenix trembled slightly, like living creatures.

The dragon and phoenix were too delicate to be destroyed.

Han Zhen sighed: "It's really amazing!"

Taking a small sip, Han Zhen raised his eyebrows slightly and held back two words for a long time: "Not bad!"

The tea ordering in the Song Dynasty originated from the sencha tea in the Tang Dynasty.

When flavoring, some other condiments are added, such as tangerine peel, star anise, peppercorns, salt, sugar... and even lard.

The feeling cannot be described in words.

Han Zhen looked around and found that Xie Ding and the others were drinking fairy wine, with faces full of enjoyment and aftertaste.

Zhao Ting closed his eyes, savored it carefully, shook his head and said: "Tea and salt are the same taste, and salt and pepper are another taste. It is really unpredictable and worthy of everyone's reputation."

Zhao Ding nodded and agreed: "The sweetness is delicate and long-lasting, like a clear spring flowing in a long stream. Dragon and Phoenix Green are indeed worthy of their reputation."

Seeing this scene, Han Zhen was confused.

Is it true that my own wild boar cannot taste fine chaff?

Thinking of this, Han Zhen took another sip.

When the tea soup entered his mouth, his eyes lit up. The taste of this mouthful was completely different from the previous one. It was really strange.

This tea gets better and better the more you drink it, giving you a new feeling with every sip.

Before I knew it, I had finished the cup of tea.

Putting down the tea cup, Han Zhen thought of Ma Shuyao and chuckled: "I have a concubine who likes tea-making techniques. If I have time in the future, I hope Master Shen will give her some advice."

Shen Qiu said, neither humble nor arrogant, "Your Majesty has given you too much praise. If the noble concubine wants to learn, the daughter of the common people will teach her attentively."

Han Zhen waved his hand: "A pair of jade bis."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."

Shen Qiu Yingying bowed, stood up and left.

After tasting the tea, a maid dressed in gauze entered the private room carrying seasonal fruits and wine.

(End of this chapter)