Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 310 The person I want to protect (2)

Zhong Weiwei narrowed his eyes and stared at Han Yun intently: "Exactly."

Han Yun said softly: "Although the capital is good, it is not a place to stay for a long time. Younger brother, you may travel around the world. When you grow up, Tong Shi has full wings, and you can return to Beijing to live in peace."

Zhong Weiwei's heart "thumped", and he said this as if he knew everything about the two siblings, and he came up with a very correct idea.

Because she didn't dare to believe it, she said calmly: "Thank you for your concern. Your Majesty intends to let my younger brother study with the eldest son of the emperor. Famous teachers produce outstanding apprentices. I believe my younger brother will definitely become a talent."

Han Yun became anxious all of a sudden, sat up straight, and shouted: "No!"

Zhong Weiwei stared at him, and said indifferently: "Why not? This is a reward from His Majesty, and no one can ask for it."

Han Yun realized that he had lost his composure, so he sat back and suppressed his voice, the beard under his chin was trembling with excitement: "If you have the heart, you can see your younger brother's face."

"What's wrong with Shedi's appearance?" Zhong Weiwei raised the corners of his lips and clenched his palm hidden in his sleeve.

As long as Han Yun said a wrong word, and showed half of her intention to harm their siblings, she could pounce on her and use Brother Liang's strength to kill Han Yun on the spot.

But Han Yun quickly calmed down, he tightly held the edge of the table in front of him, and stared openly into Zhong Weiwei's eyes.

He whispered: "In this world, there are roughly three types of people. One is the wicked, the other is the good, and the other is the ordinary person.

Evil people do evil, good people do good. Ordinary people, because of their limited power, hide good and evil in their hearts. They seem to be mediocre, but they are actually waiting for the opportunity and ready to make a big splash at any time. "

Zhong Weiwei remained calm: "What kind of person are you?"

Han Yun said: "The old man is a persistent person. I believe that a great tea master who is seriously ill and in a trance, in order to defeat the enemy country, can poke his legs with a hidden steel needle to refresh himself, will never do it. The matter of treason and collusion with the enemy.

I believe even more that a great tea master who can sleep overnight in the mountains in order to pick the best tea in the morning will never deliberately lose to his opponent.

Although tens of thousands of people cast aside, I still believe that he respects him and loves him. "

The person Han Yun mentioned was Father.

Zhong Weiwei's heart seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and she almost burst into tears.

But her tears never flowed, not even a little tear in her eyes.

She smiled calmly and said, "Sorry, I don't understand what Curator Han is saying."

Han Yun was extremely disappointed, lowered his eyes, and said softly: "It's nothing, I just think Zhong Tongshi's style is very similar to an old friend, we miss him very much."

"Who is it? Curator Han successfully aroused the curiosity of the subordinate."

Zhong Weiwei caught the "we" in Han Yun's words, but she didn't intend to go into it.

The events back then were complicated and confusing, and she firmly believed that her father would not treason and collaborate with the enemy, but as Chong Hua said, the evidence was solid.

After she entered the palace, she also used her status as a living servant to secretly read the daily living notes left by Emperor Zhenzong.

However, they have not been able to find any clues about the inappropriateness of this case or other hidden circumstances.

The reason why she and Zhong Mao can escape is because of a respected elder, the only person she and Zhong Mao can trust, but that person is dead.

She had never heard that elder mention anyone else, so except for that elder and Fang Jian, she didn't trust anyone in this matter, including Han Yun.

Han Yun shook his head and sighed: "It doesn't matter if you don't mention it, it's fine like this. If the events of the past are revealed, I don't know how many bloody storms will arise."

The two sat facing each other. After a long silence, Han Yun changed his smiling face and asked Zhong Weiwei: "Is there something else that Tong Shi came to the library today?"

Zhong Weiwei asked him to invite Chen Shaoming, Nan Xiaoqiao and others: "Yes, there is a big event."

Han Yun immediately sent his men down to ask Chen Shaoming and others to come over.

Nan Xiaoqiao was very happy to see Zhong Weiwei, but he was more interested in You You, always wanting to pinch You You's plump cheeks: "So cute."

He gave him two big white eyes again, covered his face vigilantly and hid behind Qing Ying, threatening him: "If you dare to pinch me again, I will beat you, Aunt Qing is very powerful."

Nan Xiaoqiao stuck out her tongue again and made a face, imitating and talking again: "Why don't you pinch me, Your Highness, I'm not very good at all."

He gave him a back view in disdain again, and Chen Shaoming called him: "How old are you? A group of people are waiting for you alone."

Only then did he walk over with a lot of enthusiasm: "Boss Zhong, if you have any orders, just say it."

In front of everyone, Zhong Weiwei put her experience about the tea ceremony on the table:

"I am in the palace, and I am entangled in trivial matters, so I can't go out of the palace often to exchange tea ceremony skills with you.

This is a little experience I have summarized, and I hope it can be beneficial to you and the children in Qingyun class. "

The scene was silent.

Chen Shaoming, Nan Xiaoqiao, Mo Lao, Huang Xinchan and others all stared at the silk book on the table.

This silk book is too precious!

It condenses all of Zhong Weiwei's hard work. In the eyes of ordinary people, it may not be worth a penny, but in the eyes of tea ceremony lovers, it is a rare treasure.

All the people present were defeated by Zhong Weiwei, and tea masters who did not want to defeat their opponents were not good tea masters.No one does not want this silk volume.

But no one started.

Chen Shaoming has the highest status, Nan Xiaoqiao comes from a family and is popular because of his cheerful temperament, and Mo Lao is the most prestigious.

Huang Xinchan was afraid that the three of them would not dare to do anything.

So it was cold.

With a glance of Zhong Weiwei's eyes, he understood their fear.

She picked up the silk book with a smile, and said, "No one dares? Is it because I made a mistake on purpose to mislead you?"

Chen Shaoming said with a straight face: "Who dares to doubt like this, I will abolish him first!"

Mo Lao shook his head: "You are not that kind of person."

Huang Xinchan smiled "hehe": "Boss Zhong likes to joke."

Nan Xiaoqiao jumped up and snatched the silk book: "Give it to me if no one wants it. I think I'm the youngest and have to be the last, so I'm a little humble."

Chen Shaoming slapped the table and rushed forward: "I'm the second child, from the oldest to the youngest, I'll watch first!"

Boss Mo said with a stern face: "It's shameful, young people nowadays don't know how to respect the elderly at all, give it to me!"

Huang Xinchan looked pitiful: "Don't break it, or I'll sprinkle sand in your rice tomorrow! I will do what I say!"

Nan Xiaoqiao was pushed down to the bottom, and several men fought into a ball, but the silk book was always held up high, taking care of it carefully, no one dared to snatch it for fear of being destroyed.

Zhong Weiwei propped his chin to read the joke: "There are still ten months before the tea fighting meeting in May next year. Don't you guys have to waste time like this every day?"

(End of this chapter)