Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 68 Dragon and Phoenix Tea (1)

Zhong Weiwei was in awe. Ever since she handed over the bank note to Chonghua, she had been in various situations. Where did she save half a penny?

This emperor should not be too stingy.

Seeing her suffocating to vomit blood, Chonghua saw a gleam of joy in his eyes, and said lightly: "Come on, for the sake of your dedication, you won't be fined one year's salary, but only half a year."

So she still has no money to take recently?
Zhong Weiwei was powerless to resist, and dragged along lazily behind Chonghua, staring at the pigeon blood ruby ​​on Chonghua's golden crown.

She swore that if she had a chance in the future, she would definitely pick it off for him and take it away.

The weather was fine, the autumn air was crisp, Chonghua was in a good mood, and he actually talked to her about the family routine.

Zhong Weiwei gradually became happy. In fact, this is very good. She hasn't had a good conversation with Chonghua for a long time.

Just being monarchs and ministers, only fellow disciples, everyone will be much more relaxed, which is much better than the tense days of the previous days.

In the middle of the journey, Chonghua sent Zhong Weiwei back: "Concubine Wei is probably even more upset when she sees you. If she cries again, she will be really blind. I will go to Zhaoren Palace after drinking a cup of tea. You don't need to follow me."

Zhong Weiwei couldn't get what he wanted, so he slipped back to Qingxin Hall.

After taking a sip of hot tea, I got the latest news from Xicui Palace: "After the banquet for the Concubine Xian was over, Guiren Chen deliberately stayed to have a secret talk with the Concubine Xian."

Zhong Weiwei smirked, so Chen Qiyun took refuge in the Lu family?
What Chonghua said was right, as a chess player, she was manipulated by the chess pieces and involved herself.

Poor Chonghua, who can see clearly and is sober, but is always constrained by the harem, she suddenly understands why Chonghua is always unwilling to be with these concubines.

They obviously don't like each other, but they are strangers to each other. Doing that kind of thing together for the sake of power is like prostitution.

A proud and arrogant person like Chonghua couldn't stand it.

So, he suddenly betrayed her back then, and now he wants to bring her over. Did he really like that woman?

Zhong Weiwei was a little bit more melancholy and resentful, so he simply pressed his mind and concentrated on the things in hand.

After finishing her work, before Chonghua came back, she went to the warehouse to practice the tea ceremony.

There was a basket of freshly picked tea leaves on the table in the storeroom, Zhong Weiwei ran over to grab them and saw that it was the autumn tea from Zisun Palace Tea Garden, the quality was very good.

Zhong Weiwei was in full bloom, knowing that it was picked and sent by Chonghua, so he said softly: "You have a conscience."

Eager to make tea, I called Tian Fu and taught her how to pick tea: "This kind of purple tea bud is called Ziya, and this kind of tea bud with two leaves is called Baihe, and the tea bud with brown-black milky substance at the base of the tea bud is called Ooty. , these are not required and must be removed.

In addition, those with worm eyes, withered yellow disease, too old and too long tea stems should be removed, leaving only the small buds with buds but no leaves, and the middle buds with one bud and one leaf. "

It took the two of them nearly an hour to choose, and Zhong Weiwei asked Tianfu to go to Zhao Hongtu and said that she wanted to use the small kitchen in Qingxindian to make tea.

When she was with Emperor Yong in the past, she often made tea here by herself, and all the utensils needed were ready-made.

With just one order, the palace servants washed the tea steamer and lit the fire.

Zhong Weiwei rolled up his sleeves and washed the tea buds four times with mountain spring water. After confirming that they were clean, he put the tea buds into the steamer, and waited until the water in the pot boiled before putting the steamer in the pot to steam.

She has been watching from the sidelines, this steamed tea is very particular, if it is too ripe, the color of the tea leaves will turn yellow and the taste will become weak, if it is not ripe, the color will be too green, and it will smell like grass.

When the tea was steamed and it was getting dark, Tian Fulai reminded her: "Your Majesty is coming back soon, Tong Shi has to go back and tidy up and get ready for duty."

Zhong Weiwei is full of reluctance, tea making is to be done in one go, and the taste will be greatly reduced if it is delayed halfway.

She was going to ask for leave with Chonghua. Anyway, he ordered someone to give her the tea. He also made tea with her in the early years. He knew what the tea-making process was like, so he didn't think it would be difficult for her.

Just as he was about to wash his hands and go out, another message came from over there: "Your Majesty will stay in Zhaoren Palace to handle government affairs, and will not be coming back tonight."

Tian Fu smiled and clapped his hands: "Tong Shi is lucky, knowing that you are going to make tea, His Majesty will not be coming back tonight."

Zhong Weiwei smiled, as if he had accepted the favor.

After the tea is ripe, it should be rinsed many times with the cleanest mountain spring water.

When the tea is completely cold, it is placed in a small pressing pan to remove the water, and then the tea is wrapped with cloth and wrapped with bamboo skin.

Put it in the big pressing pan, and call two strong palace men to lift a stone mill weighing hundreds of catties to press it on.

After surviving, Zhong Weiwei was sweating all over. She estimated that she would not be able to continue the second process until midnight, so she went back to the room to wash, eat, eat and sleep, and ordered Tianfu to wake her up in the middle of the night.

She slept until midnight, changed into a homely half-worn narrow skirt, tied her hair into a bun, and took Tianfu to the kitchen.

At this time, the night was cold and cold, with a few cold stars twinkling in the sky, the entire palace was silent, and there was no sound at all.

The light was on in the small kitchen, Tian Fu pushed the door open and went in: "You two big brothers have worked hard..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and he looked back at Zhong Weiwei foolishly: "Tong Shi, if no one is here, it must be because you didn't give the reward, so they felt that they were at a disadvantage and ran away quietly."

Zhong Weiwei looked at the big rock on the squeeze plate, wanting to cry but not crying.

Just relying on her and Tianfu, it is impossible to move it down even with the strength of breastfeeding. You still have to ask the little eunuchs for help.

She gritted her teeth and took out a bag of broken silver that had been hidden for a long time, and said proudly: "Go, go to the valet and drag me some money for the night, and tell them that we have plenty of silver."

Tian Fu joyfully picked up the broken silver, and muttered: "Tong Shi took out the silver earlier and made it clear in advance, so I won't find someone right now."

Zhong Weiwei raised his hand to hit her: "Are you saying I'm stingy?"

Tianfu shrank his neck and knelt down, Zhong Weiwei said: "Hey, I kneeled really neatly today, I haven't touched you yet."

Suddenly seeing a corner of a black embroidered robe protruding from the door, he stopped and walked over to salute: "Your Majesty."

Chonghua walked in alone, and said lightly, "Get up."

He dismissed Tian Fu smoothly: "Back off."

Tianfu was afraid that he would die, so he ran away without a trace.

Zhong Weiwei didn't know what it meant for Chonghua to suddenly appear in the small kitchen at this point, so he bit the bullet and said, "Your Majesty, didn't you stay in Zhaoren Palace to handle government affairs?"

"Where am I going, do I still need to report to you?"

Chonghua walked over, hugged the millstone, exerted a little force, and easily picked up the millstone: "Where do you put it?"

Zhong Weiwei quickly pointed him to a place: "Here, here."

Because he felt guilty, he flattered him subconsciously: "Be careful, Your Majesty, don't show off your dragon waist."

(End of this chapter)