Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 60 Your thoughts are so complicated (1)

The feeling of being spied on followed like a shadow, Zhong Weiwei was very uncomfortable.

But when I turned around, I couldn't see anything, the warehouse was quiet and cold, except for the shadow of the bookcase, there was only her shadow.

Zhong Weiwei couldn't help laughing, probably that Brother Liang was hiding somewhere.

She got up to look at the sky, and thought of the tea garden in Zisun Palace, and wanted to pick the autumn tea there.

She discussed with Brother Liang: "Brother Liang, if you are free, can you go for a walk around the tea garden in Zisun Palace and pick some tea for me?

I want to make some tea leaves, if I leave them for too long, my hands will get raw.If I lose the ability to make tea and cook tea, in case I am old and kicked out of the palace, how can I make a living? "

As expected, brother Liang was there, and he answered her: "Chi..."

Zhong Weiwei raised his eyebrows: "Hey, what do you mean? Are you laughing at my wishful thinking, or do you think it's okay? I don't understand."

Brother Liang ignored her very coldly.

Zhong Weiwei put four cups of Tanghua beautiful tea on the table and tempted him: "The first cup is cold plums welcoming the snow, the second cup is orchids in the empty valley, the third cup is bamboo for peace, and the fourth cup is dew Qiu Ju, looks pretty, and tastes good too.

You see, I am very particular about the water I use for making tea. There are arrangements for the first boiling, second boiling, and third boiling. Would you like to try it? "

Cicada outside the window screamed hoarsely, but Brother Liang was still missing.

Zhong Weiwei got up and went out, and said to himself: "You are sorry, then I will leave first, you must try it, it is a pity that you have worked so hard for so long, but it has to be thrown away."

After Zhong Weiwei left for a while, the bookcase in the warehouse suddenly moved away silently, revealing a small door that only allowed one person to pass through.

Chonghua walked in, looked at the four cups of tea soup on the table, lifted them up one by one, and tasted them silently. The tea was fragrant and lingering.

Zhong Weiwei walked back and forth along the long corridor of Qingxin Hall twice before going back. The four cups of tea soup on the table had all been drunk to the brim.

She laughed: "Brother Liang, how does it taste? If you like it, I will buy you a drink often in the future, please comment.

Since the late Emperor passed away, no one has been able to point out my shortcomings and shortcomings. I know my shortcomings, but I can't find the reason, so I am very anxious. "

Brother Liang, who was hiding in the dark, said he was bored, he didn't even have a bite, how could he comment?

Zhong Weiwei actually has a wish that has been hidden for many years.

The country of Li where she lives and the neighboring country of Dongling are rich in tea, while the surrounding countries basically do not produce tea, but are rich in grain, horses, ironware, minerals and so on.

The economy and people's livelihood of Li State and Dongling depend heavily on the tea trade. In order to compete for the tea monopoly rights to neighboring countries, the two sides have fought year after year, but they are evenly matched, unable to eat each other, and have brought heavy losses to each other.

In order to avoid this situation, the two monarchs of the previous generations met in Wangchuan and agreed that the two countries would hold a tea fighting meeting every year.

Winners and losers are determined in the way of Wen Dou, the winner gets the tea monopoly for the next year, and the loser must wait until the opponent sells out all the tea before selling his own tea.

Li Guo had won less and lost more since Emperor Yongdi succeeded to the throne. In recent years, he had lost three games in a row. Not to mention the complaints from the tea farmers, even Li Guo's economy and reputation were greatly affected.

Emperor Yongdi died young because he was poisoned by lingering sex, and was affected by Lu's and Webster's control of the harem and the weakening of imperial power.

Zhong Weiwei had always hoped that one day he would be able to replace Li Guo in the battle and defeat the old Dongling's former Da Si Cha He Jie in the tea fighting meeting.

After the death of the old man Crane Festival, she hoped to defeat his disciple Mei Xun, the tea ceremony genius who was said to be immortal.

So she never gave up practicing tea ceremony, even in the most difficult moment.

If there is no tea, she will find wild tea trees; if there is no pot, she will find a bad pot. She makes tea, cooks tea, and tastes tea by herself.

Her parents, adoptive father, elder brother, Chonghua, Zhong Mao, and Yongdi were all her most loyal critics.

They knew her dreams, agreed with her dreams, tasted her tea carefully, and gave her the most pertinent and sincere suggestions.

But now, these critics have all left her, and she is the only one left, begging Brother Liang, who will never see his true face, to be her critic.

Zhong Weiwei washed the tea set, replaced it with his father's favorite white peony tea, and only poured boiling mountain spring water to brew it.

Count the time, pour it into a beautiful glazed cup, respectfully enshrine it on the table, and say softly: "Father, I will persevere." Until one day, defeating that person will wipe out the shame of you and your family.

The sun went down quickly, and the Shangyi Bureau knew that something had happened to Zhong Weiwei these few days, and was afraid that she would forget her duties, so they sent someone to remind her: "Your Majesty should summon Chen Qiyun tonight, and Zhong Tongshi doesn't want to Forget about it."

Zhong Weiwei asked someone to write back to Dou Fang: "Reassure Dou Shangyi, I remember this matter, and it will be arranged."

After dinner, I went to see Chonghua, stood outside the hall gate for a long time, but still didn't get summoned, so I couldn't avoid going through the back door, and asked someone to ask Zhao Hongtu for news:
"What does Your Majesty mean? Is it called luck, or is it luck? I'll let someone arrange it in advance."

Zhao Hongtu looked at Chonghua who was sitting under the lamp reading idle books, and replied: "Tell Zhong Tongshi that Your Majesty is very busy, very busy. The memorials on the desk are piled up to half a person's height. I might have to stay up late tonight. I guess I won't be free." .”

Zhong Weiwei asked someone to inform Chen Qiyun, and asked him to be on standby at any time, while she stood guard outside the palace gate, poking around and waiting for news.

As soon as the moon was in the middle of the sky, Chonghua finally got up: "Summon."

The palace servants quickly spread the order, and Zhong Weiwei asked someone to carry Chen Qiyun: "Get out the Cheng'en car and pick up Mr. Chen Gui, be careful about your errands, and don't make any mistakes."

Chen Qiyun lives in a remote place, coming and going, arriving after more than half an hour.

Zhong Weiwei led people in, and asked the driver in a low voice: "What's the matter? Even if you don't take the car, you should have arrived early by walking."

The driver lowered his head: "Cheng'en's car broke down. The servants also persuaded Chen Guiren to ask her to come first on foot, but she refused. They said that everything should be done according to the rules. If you don't take Cheng'en's car, it's not justifiable." Not going well."

Zhong Weiwei was also speechless, Chengen car didn't break sooner or later, but it broke at this time, could it be Webster or Lu's fault again?

The same is true for Chen Qiyun, she won't come when the car breaks down. Could it be that she has been squatting on the road since she couldn't fix it?

Li Anren came over to summon her: "Zhong Tongshi, Your Majesty announces you."

"I'll be there right away." Zhong Weiwei is no longer surprised. She really owes Chonghua III a debt. This is a personal nanny.

(End of this chapter)