Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 134 Getting along in the mountains (3)

The cliff is very steep.

The guard climbed up the path from the other side, tied a rope around his waist, and descended into the air.

Pick a little tea and put it in the bamboo basket, hang it down for Zhong Weiwei to check.

Zhong Weiwei picked a few pieces of tea and stuffed them into his mouth to chew and taste carefully, feeling the bitterness and sweetness in it.

Chonghua asked her, "How is it?"

"It tastes very good just like this, but the specifics will not be clear until it is made."

To pick tea, you have to pinch it with your fingernails, not your fingers.

Zhong Weiwei asked the guards to put down the rope to pull her down: "I'll go pick it, the wrong way will affect the flavor of the tea."

A drop of rain fell on Chonghua's forehead.

Chonghua looked up at the gloomy sky, pretended not to hear Zhong Weiwei's words, walked over and stretched his arms and legs:
"It's been a long time since I stretched my muscles and bones, and I'm here to pick this century-old tea in person!"

Song Yanwu and the others turned pale with shock, and immediately knelt down and surrounded him: "Your Majesty, the son of a daughter can't sit down, so I'll leave this kind of thing to Wei Chen and others."

Chonghua smiled: "Could it be that some of you will take the opportunity to be unfavorable to me?"

Song Yanwu and the others were all covered in cold sweat: "Your Majesty has learned from you, the loyalty of the ministers will show the sun and the moon..."

Chonghua said: "That's why you doubt my skills."

Of course Song Yanwu and the others dared not admit it, and all they talked about were trying to persuade Chonghua not to take risks.

Chonghua didn't take it seriously, if he really died so easily, it meant that he didn't have the life to be the emperor.

Taking this opportunity, Zhong Weiwei ran over and tied a rope around her waist and legs, and shouted to the guards on the cliff to pull her up.

The guards on the cliff didn't know what happened below, they only knew that their job was to cooperate with Zhong Weiwei in picking and distinguishing tea, and they started immediately.

Zhong Weiwei's body was light and easy to pull, and when Chonghua found out, she had already climbed very high.

She happily waved to him in mid-air, smiling, her hands moved quickly, and soon she picked a basket of tea leaves.

Pulling the rope, the guards slowly lowered her to the bottom of the cliff.

Zhong Weiwei put the bamboo basket in front of Chonghua like offering a treasure: "My skills are not unfamiliar."

He also told the handyman guarding the paddock: "Don't touch the rest, you can collect them after they have set seeds, and send them to Beijing for me."

Chonghua urged her: "Pack up your things and go."

Not long after walking, a gust of cold wind blew, and raindrops the size of soybeans slammed down desperately.

Song Yanwu and others hurriedly opened their umbrellas and waited for Chonghua and Zhong Weiwei to put on their oil coats.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky and the earth were white, making it difficult to move an inch.

Chonghua made a decisive decision and reached out to hold Zhong Weiwei: "Turn back! Take shelter from the rain under the cliff."

A group of people groped back again, squatting under the cliff to hide from the rain.

Song Yanwu led his people to build a simple hut in the depths of the cliff, where the wind and rain could not invade.

Chonghua and Zhong Weiwei went in to rest, while the others squatted outside to watch the rain and play.

Although it was covered by an oil coat, Zhong Weiwei's shoes, socks and trousers were all soaked due to the heavy wind and rain, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to his body wet.

The shoes and socks can be taken off to dry, but the trousers can’t be helped, they can only wait for the body temperature to dry.

Zhong Weiwei was cold and itchy, not at all.

Chonghua was not in a hurry at all, he was the emperor, and there were many people serving him, no matter where he went, someone would carry his change of clothes.

The outside of the burden is wrapped with a layer of linoleum to prevent rain and moisture, which is very useful.

He slowly took out the clean shoes and socks, outer robe, inner garment, and trousers, and showed them to Zhong Weiwei one by one: "The clothes made by Shang Gong Bureau are not bad."

"Hehe..." Zhong Weiwei was smoking with hatred, this bad guy!

Chonghua sat down beside Zhong Weiwei, peeking at her exquisite white feet, and slowly took off his shoes and socks.

Tentatively touching Zhong Weiwei's foot with his bare foot, Zhong Weiwei quickly retracted his foot as if shocked by electricity, and glared angrily.

What a quick response.

Chonghua was extremely regretful, and apologized solemnly: "I'm sorry, I accidentally touched you."

Zhong Weiwei stepped aside, you shameless apprentice!
Do you think an apology can cover up his bad intentions?
Chonghua said to himself: "The rain doesn't seem to stop, is it possible to spend the night here?"

Zhong Weiwei was a little anxious: "Then the tea leaves picked today must be left to dry."

Chonghua was very depressed, he was such a big living person in front of her, and he told her that he would spend the night here, but she only remembered tea?
He snorted coldly: "Hmph~"

Zhong Weiwei didn't care about him, and went out with wet shoes to ask people for food and drink: "I'm hungry."

He came back happily with a bag full of food: "Fortunately, I didn't get wet."

When Chonghua saw the jerky she handed over, the hypocritical anger at that idea dissipated instantly.

He bit down viciously, wishing he could eat it with that little hand.

Zhong Weiwei retracted quickly, and handed over a large piece of cooked meat with his fist.

Eyes wide open, staring at him without blinking, as if to say, if you have the ability, you can eat this piece of meat in one bite.

Is he a dog?

Is it a dog?
Why did she treat him with the eyes and gestures of feeding a dog?
Chonghua was so depressed that he couldn't take his mouth off the piece of meat.

Angrily, he threw a pair of trousers and a coat over, got up and walked out: "Change."

Zhong Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that he was barefoot, he reminded him: "Your Majesty, you forgot to put on your shoes."

Chonghua glanced at her arrogantly, threw the clean shoes at her feet, and strode out barefoot.

Zhong Weiwei heard him talking and laughing loudly with Song Yanwu and others outside, he was bold and funny, not at all like his usual silent and arrogant.

After all, he is an emperor who knows how to get along with different people in different ways.

She raised the corners of her lips and smiled, put on clean trousers and a coat, and put on Chonghua's shoes, feeling her whole body warmed up.

As soon as the packing was done, Chonghua came in.

He looked at her with a smile on his lips: "How many times have you rolled up your trousers? Yo, has this robe been dragged to the ground?"

He was laughing at her short legs, Zhong Weiwei rolled his eyes: "How can it be so exaggerated?"

Chonghua was keenly aware that she was in a good mood, so he immediately sat down next to her: "It's raining really well, if it doesn't stop, it will be even better, stay here for one night before leaving."

Zhong Weiwei knew what he meant in his heart, so he deliberately wanted to discourage him: "If you don't go back before dark, there will be chaos in the camp, right? And you will be afraid."

"Can't you make me happy for a while?"

Chonghua looked at her, and whispered in her ear, "I wore these pants of yours."

With a "boom", Zhong Weiwei blushed and felt that something was wrong all over her body, especially something very wrong.

She was furious, wanted to scold him a few words but couldn't, and it was impossible to pay him back immediately, so her eyes were red with anger.

But Chonghua said in a low voice: "The one who lied to you is new."

(End of this chapter)