Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 190 Sudden Illness (1)

In mid-spring, spring tea is about to be harvested.

According to the customs of Li Guo and Dongling, a grand ceremony of shouting to the mountain must be held before the spring tea is harvested.

The ceremony of shouting to the mountain is held on the night of the Waking of Insects Day in mid-spring, and the whole country, from the emperor to local officials, must hold this ceremony.

Because this year was Chonghua's first Mountain Shouting Ceremony after he ascended the throne, and the people hoped that Li Guo could defeat Dongling in this year's tea fight, so this year's Mountain Shouting Ceremony was very grand throughout the country.

Three days before the ceremony, Chonghua bathed and fasted.

Night of the Waking of Insects, the second watch time.

Chonghua wore a full set of crowns, and together with important and important ministers including Da Sicha Chen Junqing, as well as thousands of selected tea farmers, carried sacrifices and beat drums, and marched up to the tea mountain in Zisun Palace. , to worship the god of tea.

After the ceremony, everyone surrounded the tea garden and shouted together: "Tea sprouts! Tea sprouts!"

The purpose is to alarm the god of tea, urge the tea buds to sprout, and get a good harvest year.

There are many old tea farmers who have lived through three years of hard life. When they shouted, they were hoarse and tears were shining.

Zhong Weiwei stood silently outside the crowd, looking at these tea farmers who were full of longing but could not hide their worries, he felt unspeakably sad, and at the same time felt that the burden on his shoulders was heavier.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Your Majesty..."

Zhong Weiwei quickly stood on her tiptoes and stretched her neck desperately to look forward, but she was too far away from Chonghua to see what was happening in front of her.

The crowd became agitated like a tide. Starting from the front, people knelt down one by one, and within a few breaths, all of them fell to their knees on the ground.

Zhong Weiwei saw that at the very front, where the lights were shining brightly, Chonghua wearing a black imperial crown was like a silent mountain, kneeling there calmly and piously.

She heard his deep and powerful voice, like spring thunder blooming: "The tea is sprouting! The weather is good! God bless you!"

It is just three short sentences, but it is full of endless sincerity and piety.

Zhong Weiwei burst into tears instantly.

Sobs sounded, and the tea growers, ministers, and the Imperial Forest Army responsible for maintaining order and safety all choked up and shouted in unison: "Tea sprouts! The weather is good! God bless you!"

After shouting, many people prostrated themselves on the ground, choked up and unable to speak.

After the ceremony, the young emperor stood up, turned to face the crowd, and said in a deep voice, "I will do my best to let the people of Li Kingdom have food and clothing!"

"Long live my emperor!"

I don't know who shouted, and countless voices echoed, deafening.

With tears in his eyes, Zhong Weiwei looked at Chonghua in the distance with reverence.

He was the only man she loved deeply, and also the man she was so proud of and crazy about.

She believed that he would be able to do what he said, because she knew how hardworking and tenacious he was in private.

After the mountain shouting ceremony, the tea farmers did not leave, but gathered around the tea garden, looking at Chonghua quietly.

A gray-haired old tea farmer petitioned for the people, knelt in front of Chonghua, begging him and Da Sicha to defeat Dongling in this year's tea fight meeting, so that the tea farmers in Li country could have food.

"Since what happened to the former Da Si Cha Qiuze, the state of Li has gone from bad to worse. In recent years, it has suffered a series of disastrous defeats. If we lose again in this year's tea fight, we will really starve to death..."

Da Sicha, Chen Junqing, looked ashen, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Someone stopped the old tea farmer loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Your majesty is wise, and you will work hard..."

The old tea farmer was so frightened that he panicked, trembling and speechless.

Chonghua majestically raised his hand to stop those who obstructed the old tea farmer from speaking, and signaled Zhao Hongtu to send a handkerchief and water to appease the old tea farmer.

When the old tea farmer calmed down, Chonghua said calmly and authentically: "I already know that this year's tea fighting meeting will definitely give everyone an explanation."

Seeing his good attitude, the tea growers talked in a hurry.

Some people want to donate the good tea they discovered by chance, and some people want to recommend their neighbor's son to represent Li Guo in the battle.

Some people claim that they have mastered the best tea fighting skills and can beat Mei Xun of Dongling surprisingly.

Chonghua listened patiently, without any impatience.

Zhong Weiwei is also listening with his ears upright, automatically filtering out those exaggerated and unrealistic words, and intercepting useful information to engrave in his mind.

Someone lightly touched her arm, she turned her head and saw Chen Shaoming wearing a green robe of a seventh-rank official, standing aside with a sullen face, staring straight ahead, resentful: "Mei Xun is a monster. "

Zhong Weiwei agreed, and at the same time, she could understand Chen Shaoming's mood at the moment.

Chen Junqing became Li Guo's Da Sicha, and while enjoying the honor, he also had to bear the corresponding heavy pressure, so that he paid the corresponding price, even died.

"They all said that if Qiu Ze was alive or the direct descendants of the Qiu family survived, Li Guo would not be where he is today.

He died too early, and the Qiu family's ancestral tea-making secrets and the unique skills of listening to water and distinguishing sounds have not been passed down, and the descendants of the Qiu family have particularly sensitive senses of smell and taste.

This can also help them achieve twice the result with half the effort when studying the tea ceremony. "

Chen Shaoming said to himself, "I heard that Mr. Zhong is born with a very keen sense of smell, which really makes me envious.

The first emperor was kind, my father lost three times in a row, and he didn't do anything to my father, but it's only three times, I know that this year, His Majesty can no longer tolerate defeat no matter what.

The last time the Fanzhou people challenged me, both my father and son were unable to fight due to accidents. Afterwards, there were various theories, one of which was that my father and son took refuge in certain people in order to save their lives and prosperity.

I want to take this opportunity to get rid of you, so that my father and son's status in the tea ceremony of Li country can be guaranteed.

There is a shortage of talents, even if they continue to lose this year, His Majesty will not touch the Chen family.

In fact, I really want to defeat the Fanzhou people, I really want to defeat you, and I really want to defeat Mei Xun.

I often think that if I can defeat Mei Xun in the tea fight, then my father won't be unable to stand up in front of others. For example, at this moment, he must really want to apologize with death.

But the tea ceremony talks about talent, and he has tried his best. "

So he came to explain to her that Da Si Cha House did not rely on Wei Shi and Lu Shi?
Zhong Weiwei said lightly: "Maybe you won't believe it, but I really understand your mood at the moment.

I also want to defeat Mei Xun, but between me defeating him and becoming number one in the world, and Li Guo defeating Dongling and winning the tea monopoly the following year, I choose Li Guo defeating Dongling. "

Chen Shaoming was a little dazed: "I..."

Zhong Weiwei smiled at him: "We are all people who want to concentrate on the tea ceremony, but there are so many mundane things in the world, we can't escape."

A trace of obvious shame flashed in Chen Shaoming's eyes. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his eyes to Zhong Weiwei: "I want to challenge you again."

(End of this chapter)