White tea legend
Chapter 147 Playing Polo
Chapter 147 Playing Polo
"Mr. Lang is talking about Jingling's green tea catechu, right?"
The young monk said, taking out a bag of tea leaves from the package.
"Mr. Lang, smell it."
Xie Langjun took the tea leaves handed over by the young monk, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and said: "It's like the spring breeze blowing on your face, its fragrance is unobtrusive but penetrates into your bones. When you first smell it, it's as elegant as the orchids blooming. Lasting; smell it again, like the dew of green bamboo, fresh and long-lasting, like the gentle rain in the mountains, endless..."
Xie Langjun looked intoxicated when he smelled the aroma of tea.
The young monk said: "Think of our Li Dynasty, and even the previous dynasties. In addition to wine, people also like to squeeze juice from various fresh fruits, such as plum pulp, grape pulp, peach pulp, etc. Sugarcane pulp is also very popular, and fruit juice is used. Or drinks made from herbal medicines, which have the effect of quenching thirst, clearing away heat and detoxifying, and are also popular among the people. Dairy drinks such as butter, cheese, and glutinous rice are processed from the milk of cattle, sheep, horses, etc., and have many flavors. Sweet and sour, soft and soy drinks are all popular, but tea has not yet been accepted by most people. Unexpectedly, I will meet the husband in this wild temple, and the husband is also a tea lover. "
When the young monk said this, his eyes were bright and his face was full of life.
Xie Langjun was also very excited.
Seeing that this young monk was only over ten years old, I was at least a bit older than him, but the topic of tea brought the two of them closer.
"Little Master, Brother Yu, I see that you speak well and professionally. I wonder who you learned this from?"
"My master taught me everything."
Xie Langjun is devoted to Buddhism, but he has not yet become a disciple of Master Xuanzang. However, this young monk has already entered Buddhism at a young age and has a master, which makes Xie Langjun extremely envious.
"I dare to ask the commander..."
However, the young monk was unwilling to talk in depth, and only changed the topic to tea, "The tea I just let you taste is Jicate tea from Jingling, which was born among the green peaks of Jingling. It is picked in the spring and is tender. The buds and leaves are the top, and it is made with unique ingenuity and secret methods after spreading, killing, rolling, and drying."
The young monk took out the tea cup from his bag. Although the elder brother helped him escape with hidden motives, the luggage prepared for him was full of friendship.
The young monk put tea leaves into the tea cup, and saw that the tea leaves were like jasper and thin willows, stretching in the white porcelain cup.
Then add boiling water, and the tea leaves will stretch out slowly like a dragon swimming in the water, with rippling green waves and overflowing fragrance. Its color is like the new green of willow leaves in early spring, clear and translucent.
The young monk gave one to Xie Langjun's hand. Xie Langjun took a sip, rolled his tongue lightly, and felt the fresh air filling his mouth.
"Slightly sweet and then astringent, as pure as a mountain spring, with a long aftertaste. The fragrance of this tea is not like the richness of flowers, but more like the authenticity of vegetation. It makes people feel relaxed and happy, as if they are among the green mountains and green waters of Jingling, forgetting the hustle and bustle of the world."
Regarding Xie Langjun's comments, the young monk deeply agreed and said: "Jinglingji catechu is not a strong one. The way to drink it is to be quiet and thoughtful. The ancients said that the joy of drinking tea lies in the taste. This tea is exactly what it says. Every time you drink it, it can wash away troubles and clear your mind. It is a top quality product for health and a good friend of refined people."
"In this way, from today onwards, you and I will be close friends."
Xie Langjun raised the teacup and clinked glasses with the young monk.
"Dare to ask the young master your Dharma name."
The young monk thought that since he had escaped from Buddhism and wanted to return to secular life, he could no longer use the name given by his master. When the master named him Ji Zhan, he had also given him a name: Hongjian. However, he felt that the name Hongjian was too worldly, so he was not allowed to use it.
Now that he has returned to secular life and returns to the world of mortals, the name Hongjian seems appropriate.
Then he confided his true feelings to Xie Langjun: "To be honest, I have returned to secular life. I am no longer a disciple of Buddhism. I no longer have a Buddhist title. Brother, you can call me Hongjian."
"Foolish brother Xie Qingzhou." Xie Langjun also announced his family status.
"Brother Hongjian, don't you know where you are going on this trip?"
Hungjian left Longgai Temple and went down the mountain. He was already going around in circles. He didn't know how many wrong roads he had taken, so he said, "I just want to go with my brother. I don't know where he wants to go."
"Chang'an. In this case, dear brother, please follow me on my journey."
So, a young man who rushed from Buddhism to the world of mortals, and a gentleman who came from a famous family but devoted himself to Buddhism, went to Chang'an together. …
Li Dynasty, Kaiyuan twenty-three years.
Changan.
The streets and alleys in the city are criss-crossed, with noisy carriages and horses, merchants gathering, and goods spread all over the world. The east and west cities are filled with department stores and a dazzling array of rare and exotic treasures. There are many restaurants and tea shops, music and music are everywhere, literati and poets are writing and writing poems, and they are happy to miss Shu.
Inside the palace, it is even more magnificent and magnificent. The palace is majestic, with painted pillars and carved beams, cornices and glazed tile roofs reflecting the sun. Taihe Hall, Hanyuan Hall, Xuanzheng Hall, etc. were all the places where court meetings were held. Civil servants and military generals filed in to pay homage to the emperor and discuss the rights and wrongs of the country.
The sage was wise and wise, tireless in learning, and especially loved music. He was a disciple of Liyuan, practicing day and night, wearing colorful clothes and feathers, and singing, and the sound was indescribable.
Outside Chang'an City, the Wei River is like a belt, surrounded by green willows, filled with gardens and sparse flowers and trees. By the Qujiang Pool, ladies and gentlemen were swimming, boating and picking lotuses, and were full of laughter.
On Leyouyuan, the grass grows and orioles fly, people enjoy the flowers while outing, and there are crowds of people.
During every festive season, there are celebrations at all four o'clock and eight festivals, such as Lantern Festival lantern viewing, Dragon Boat Festival boat racing, Mid-Autumn Festival moon appreciation, and Double Ninth Festival climbing.
In the city of Chang'an, culture and etiquette are respected. There were lectures in the academy, students gathered together, classics and history were collected, and hundreds of schools of thought contended. The imperial examination is used to select talents, pass the imperial examination, and honor the ancestors.
Calligraphers emerged in large numbers, with horizontal strokes of pen and ink, and cursive calligraphy, each leading the way. The painters are skilled in painting, and the figures and landscapes are lifelike.
The flowers and willows in Chang'an are really blooming in spring, and the golden house and fairyland reflect the sun.
Chang'an City is not only a prosperous place for "the prosperity of culture and education", but also a dream place for "all nations to worship and worship the crown":
Businessmen from the Western Regions tell stories about distant places; students from Japan come here to learn more. Chang'an has become the intersection of the world and the starting point of the Silk Road, connecting the civilizations and dreams of the East and the West.
In the twenty-third year of Kaiyuan, Chang'an City welcomed a graceful and beautiful lady: Yang Yunu.
……
The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was blowing.
The garden of Prince Shou's residence is filled with green grass and the fragrance of flowers.
The newly married King Shou and Princess Shou were playing polo in the garden.
King Shou and Princess Shou each rode a horse and held a polo club, ready to start the game.
Polo poles are made of bamboo, which is lightweight and flexible. Polo is a small wooden ball with a smooth surface that is easy to hit.
Behind the two, the servants in the mansion were divided into two teams, wearing red and blue uniforms respectively to show distinction.
With an order, the game officially begins. King Shou and Princess Shou galloped on their horses, competing for the polo ball. Their movements are vigorous and they work well together. King Shou swung his club and passed the polo to Princess Shou. After Princess Shou received the ball, she cleverly avoided an interception by an attendant and passed the ball back to Prince Shou again.
The cooperation between the two is like flowing water, with full tacit understanding.
On the field, the attendants of the red and blue teams were also fighting hard. They rode horses through the garden paths, sometimes bending down and sometimes leaning back to swing. Horses neighed, people shouted, and the scene was lively.
Whenever someone scores, the crowd cheers and cheers them on.
The competition was in full swing, and King Shou and Princess Shou became more and more courageous as they fought. Their horses galloped like the wind, and their polo poles danced like dragons. Seeing King Shou about to hit the polo into the opponent's goal, the polo suddenly flew towards Princess Shou...
Just hearing a scream of "ah", the polo hit Princess Shou on the cheek, and Princess Shou fell off the horse.
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