Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 153 Your Majesty Who Advances by Retreating (6)

Move out of Qingxin Hall?

Zhong Weiwei was a little dazed.

What she thought about day and night suddenly came true, which made her feel unreal.

Facing Shang Chonghua's probing and expecting eyes, she took a breath and burst into an exaggerated smile:

"It is indeed more convenient for your Majesty to work on state affairs, and it is indeed more convenient to live in Zhaoren Palace. You can rest assured that this humble minister will fulfill his duties and bring up the eldest son of the emperor well."

"You do things, I will rest assured." Chonghua withdrew his gaze and looked out of the window quietly.

The maple leaves are turning red outside the window, and the weather is getting colder.

He tightened his black imperial robe: "It's been a long time since I drank the tea soup you cooked."

He treats each other with courtesy and doesn't mention the affair between men and women, Zhong Weiwei has no reason to refuse him.

She sincerely invited him to go to the tea room that was converted from the warehouse, but she wanted to follow her again. Chong Hua gave him a faint look, and obediently grabbed Xiaotang's hand, and changed her words: "Let's go play with the spinning top."

Chonghua nodded approvingly at him, and walked to the humble tea room first.

The autumn-scented brocade mats are spread on the dragon-beard silver mat by the window, like lotus leaves that are about to wither and turn yellow.

The black and gold tea set shone mysteriously in the sunlight, and Zhong Weiwei's white face was as clean as the petals of a newly bloomed magnolia.

Chonghua knew how soft and delicate fingers would be to the touch.

He hid his hands in his sleeves and said, "This tea set is pretty."

Zhong Weiwei was a little happy: "It was sent by Concubine Lu Taigui, did your Majesty forget? You sent someone to send it over. It is very beautiful, and it is most suitable for fighting tea."

The palace servants lit the fire because it was new tea and there was no need to roast it. Zhong Weiwei wrapped the tea cakes and signaled the palace staff to give her a wooden mallet to break the tea cakes.

Chonghua took the tea cake naturally, knocked on the tea cake vigorously with downcast eyes, and said calmly: "Today there is no monarch or minister, only my two senior brothers and sisters."

Does he have something to say to her?
Zhong Weiwei nodded: "Second Senior Brother."

The crushed tea cake was put into the tea grinder and ground into fine powder. When Chonghua was about to pour the tea powder into the Luo sieve, Zhong Weiwei handed over the Luo sieve in time.

He glanced at her, pursed his lips slightly, and poured the tea powder into the Luo sieve.

Select the finest tea powder and store it in a silver box for later use.

The water in the bottle boiled, Zhong Weiwei slightly closed his eyes, listening to the sound of water.

Warm up the teacup, turn the powdered tea into a paste, and when she heard the water in the bottle was boiled, she immediately reached out.

Chonghua took a step ahead of her, and took off the hot soup bottle and put it in her hand.

As it was then.

Zhong Weiwei's heart moved slightly, he picked up the soup bottle and ordered tea, the water was added to the seventh time, the milk froth piled up like snow, he couldn't put it down.

Zhong Weiwei gently pushed in front of Chonghua.

Chonghua bowed to her, held a cup in both hands, waited for a moment, appraised carefully, and then nodded slightly.

Zhong Wei only smiled and made tea again.

After the tea soup was boiled, she carefully poured it into the teacup to make a tea play.

In an instant, Tang Hua painted a gorgeous and majestic map of the mountains and rivers.

"May the country of Li be rejuvenated, the people prosperous and the country strong, and the elder brother's country will last forever, and his name will be left in history." Zhong Weiwei offered the tea soup to Chonghua, with a slightly proud tone.

This map of mountains and rivers, she has practiced hard for a long time, is her long-cherished wish.

Chonghua bowed to her as before, and then took it with both hands.

He stared at this magnificent picture of mountains and rivers for a long time, drank it down in one gulp, and said in a deep voice, "As you wish."

Zhong Weiwei's heart "thumped".

as you wish.

From what she heard, besides his promise to her that he would rejuvenate the country of Li, be diligent in government and love the people, there seemed to be other meanings in it.

She looked up at Chonghua, but Chonghua had already got up and strode away.

The wind blew up his black imperial robe, like a goshawk about to fly, and the autumn afternoon sun shone on him, mottled like years.

Zhong Weiwei's heart wrinkled into a ball.

For a moment, she wanted to stop him regardless, tell him to stay, tell him what she wanted, and tell him that she was willing to take a gamble.

But she just sat there quietly all the time, watching Zhonghua gradually go away, and hearing the sound of Yu Jia's leaving whip gradually getting farther and farther away, and finally she could no longer hear it.

Zhong Weiwei made himself a cup of tea.

It is not tea soup made from tea powder, nor is it a gorgeous and fantastic tea show, but her homemade black tea.

She leaned against the window, and the autumn sun shone warmly on her body, driving away all those sad thoughts.

Laughing again, she ran past the window, stopped when she saw her, and ran over to give her a blooming chrysanthemum: "Auntie Wei, I will give you a vase, the flower arrangement on the tea table has already been defeated."

Zhong Weiwei took it and laughed, but she finally held back and didn't look through Shen Qi's daily life notes, nor did she ask if Chonghua had any luck with Lu Chun.

If he really met Lu Chun, what if he knew?
After Chonghua moved away, Qingxin Hall became quiet all of a sudden.

Zhaoren Palace is more and more prosperous day by day, and the palace people serving inside are proud, even their smiles are brighter than other places.

Ge Xiangjun's previous sleeping position was finally filled, and his name was Xia Hua.

As everyone wished, she is a 40-year-old, unsmiling nanny, and she is very difficult to get along with.

Xia Hua brought Ge Xiangjun's former subordinates to Zhaoren Palace, while Aunt Qian was left to take care of Qingxin Palace.

There is no need to serve His Majesty the Emperor. The female officials and eunuchs are very leisurely. When they are free, they will be lonely and boring, and then they will play and play.

Wei Rou and Lu Chun still have to fight every now and then, and the concubine will either live behind closed doors, or follow the two and divide into two factions, arguing and framing each other, causing a lot of trouble.

Empress Dowager Wei seemed to have really changed her mind. Although she still asked questions, she was very measured.

Zhong Weiwei was really clean, Chonghua kept his word, and never came to trouble her again.

Everyone knows that Chonghua has moved out of the Qingxin Palace, and Shen Qi has done the history of Xintong, and they all forgot about her by coincidence.

Even if Chonghua wanted to see Youyou, he would send someone to pick him up, and he didn't need her to accompany him.

She received a letter from Zhong Mao, who told her that Cangshan had gone to a new old doctor, an old imperial doctor who had just graduated from the imperial hospital, because he liked the climate and environment of Cangshan Mountain, so he went to live in seclusion in Cangshan Mountain.

This old doctor is very skilled in medicine. He took a few doses of the medicine prescribed by the old doctor, and the asthma that must occur every autumn and winter has been greatly relieved. Let her not worry.

This incident made Zhong Weiwei have mixed feelings. Although Cangshan Mountain has beautiful scenery and pleasant climate, it is not a well-known good place to live in seclusion.

There is only one reason why this old doctor went to live in seclusion on purpose, and he was entrusted by Chonghua.

She thought about it, and felt that she should go to thank Chonghua, but she went there twice in a row, but she couldn't see Chonghua.

"Your Majesty has been too busy recently, so he didn't sleep until about three o'clock last night."

"Your Majesty is discussing the state affairs with the ministers, and it is estimated that it will be at night..."

(End of this chapter)