Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 191 Sudden Illness (2)

Zhong Weiwei was a little surprised: "Is it at this moment? Are you sure? Your hand is ready?"

Chen Shaoming said: "I brought my little brother Shaoliang, he has been practicing how to cooperate with me every day these days, even if he can't be as smug as I can do it by myself, it's pretty much the same."

The thin, tall and slightly frail young man in white came out more and more, silently saluted Zhong Weiwei, with a persistent and stubborn posture.

Zhong Weiwei has no reason to refuse Chen Shaoming's request. The road to the tea ceremony begins with repeated practice and competition.

If Dad hadn't had an accident back then, Zhong Miao should have come out with her to see and be a helper now.

She looked at the surrounding environment, and picked a flat place not far away: "Let's just sit there, I haven't prepared anything, it's all up to you."

The two brothers of the Chen family were very happy: "No problem. We brought a total of [-] kinds of tea, from all over the world. There are ten kinds of mountain springs, six kinds of streams, river water, bamboo drain water, and snow on plum blossom petals. It's up to you to choose."

Zhong Weiwei laughed: "I'm well prepared."

The servants of the Chen family quickly laid out the brocade mattresses and table tables, quickly laid out the white-glazed stove, water bottle, tea set, etc., and invited Zhong Weiwei and Chen Shaoming brothers to sit down.

Tea fighting and tea distribution do not mean winning with good tea and good water. The subtlety lies in the fit.

Tea is matched with water that suits it, even if the quality is slightly lower, it can still win.

Chen Shaoming said: "Today we don't compare anyone else's soup with whiter flowers, more delicate cups, or better-looking tea. Let's compare the real fragrance and taste, and see which tea is more suitable with which water."

Zhong Weiwei cheered up, this is also one of the items of the tea fighting conference.

The so-called true fragrance and true taste means that the tea used is not crushed and kneaded lump tea, but sliced ​​tea or loose tea.

Only use boiling white water to brew tea leaves, without crushing, sieving, or mixing tea paste.

It all depends on the exquisite grasp of water temperature and brewing time, as well as the perfect combination of tea and water.

It seems simple, but it is actually very difficult.

The difference is a thousand miles away, and the timing is precise, and the fragrance of the tea can be expressed vividly.

If it's too fast, it will be bland and tasteless; if it's too slow, the bitterness will appear, affecting the sweet fragrance.

In the first game, Chen Shaoming chose first. He used Jinguanyin tea with Gulian spring water, and Zhong Weiwei used Longya tea with Lanxi spring water. Chen Shaoming won.

In the second round, Zhong Weiwei chose first. She paired Ruilong tea with Huishan Shiquan, while Chen Shaoming paired Mingyuexia tea with bamboo water. Zhong Weiwei won.

Game after game, the voices gradually quieted down, and more and more people gathered around to watch.

Both Zhong Weiwei and Chen Shaoming were paying attention, they only had tea and water in their eyes, so naturally they didn't notice that Chonghua had been standing by the side watching the battle.

Zhong Weiwei wins more and loses less, getting more and more handy, while Chen Shaoming loses more and wins less, getting more and more anxious.

The more anxious you are, the easier it is to miss. Chen Junqing's face is very ugly, but Chonghua is very satisfied.

There was a loud thunder, and Zhao Hongtu frowned: "Your Majesty, it's going to rain, isn't it..."

"Shhh..." Chonghua was happy to see it, and he was not allowed to disturb Zhong Weiwei, who was getting better and better and obviously realized something.

The Chen brothers brought twenty kinds of tea and twenty kinds of water, one kind of tea goes with one kind of water, no repetition is allowed.

At the beginning, both of them chose good tea and water, and whoever had good tea and water would have a better chance of winning, but later on, both tea and water were mediocre, and it was all about skill.

Zhong Weiwei has rolled in the bottom layer, and she has seen worse tea and water, so she has rich experience;

Chen Shaoming has a high starting point, he has only seen good tea and good water, he is obviously inexperienced, and he is impatient.

Soybean-sized raindrops slammed down, drenching everyone's hair and clothes in an instant.

Chonghua took a step forward, pulled Zhong Weiwei under the canopy of his dragon chariot, smiled and said to Chen Shaoming brothers who were drenched in water: "Okay, it's almost dawn, and the rain is not too light, let's all go back , and compare next time."

Regardless of the expressions of the Chen Shaoming brothers, they patted the handrail lightly, signaling the palace servants to lift up the dragon chariot.

There were so many people, Zhong Weiwei wiped the rainwater off his face, and knelt obediently beside Chonghua's knees, with a serious expression on his face.

Chonghua was also very serious, only sneaking glances out of the corner of his eyes.

The crystal raindrops flowed down Zhong Weiwei's hair, slid over her slender and elegant eyebrows and her white and delicate face like magnolia petals, and then dripped from the pointed chin into the neckline of her scarlet underwear...

"Gudong" he swallowed involuntarily, feeling extremely miserable.

Zhong Weiwei sensed his malicious intentions, and looked at her clothes vigilantly.

She was still wearing spring clothes, which were thicker, but there was no such thing as showing her curves.

But in the eyes of the color embryo, everything can see the color.

She was a little embarrassed and said: "The rain is quite heavy. Isn't spring rain supposed to be as soft as silk? It's like a torrential rain."

"Who can tell clearly about God's affairs?"

Chonghua reached out from under the layers of sleeves to touch her arm, and said in a low voice, "Is it cold? If you are cold, you can lean against me and it won't be so cold."

Since the mountain shouting ceremony was attended by tea farmers, Chonghua chose a dragon chariot that was ventilated on all sides.

Originally, he wanted to let everyone see his majesty, but now he has suffered enough.

Not to mention that the rain kept blowing into the dragon's chariot with the wind, even if he wanted to take care of Zhong Weiwei, he had to maintain etiquette and dignity.

Zhong Weiwei blushed, this stinking shameless person!

Seeing how serious, pious and dignified he was just now, she even shed moved tears for him, and in a blink of an eye his true colors were revealed, which made people itch with hatred.

She didn't dare to struggle, and she didn't dare to make a sound, she could only hold Chonghua's restless foot tightly with her elbow, and stare at him viciously from the corners of her eyes.

Chonghua hooked the corners of his lips in a good-tempered manner, thought for a while, took off the tapestry on his chair, and put it on Zhong Weiwei's shoulders.

The tapestry blocked part of the rain and cold wind, and even blocked everyone's sight. Chonghua's feet and hands became more and more restless, and he thinned all the places that could be thinned.

The more restless the movements, the more expressionless and serious the face.

In the eyes of others, it was just that the young emperor tilted his body a little to avoid the wind and rain.

Zhong Weiwei gritted her teeth and pinched his leg vigorously.

While everyone was not paying attention, he let out a soft cry, showing a look of enjoyment and pain.

No matter how you look at it, it is rippling.

Zhong Weiwei blushed even more: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, you have won."

　Congratulations Your Majesty, you have won.Congratulations to the author, I have received a lot of rewards and recommendation tickets, congratulations to everyone, it will be on the shelves the day after tomorrow, and there will be more after it is on the shelves. Are your book coins ready?Please, give me a good start!pray……

　　
　
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