Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 69 Dragon and Phoenix Tea (2)

Chonghua glanced over coldly.

Zhong Weiwei immediately shut up: "Does Your Majesty have something to tell the minister? Just let someone tell you, even if there is a knife in the sky, the minister will rush over."

Chonghua put down the millstone, half-cast his eyes: "These tea leaves are for you."

Is not this nonsensical?

Did he come here specially to remind her that she hasn't thanked her yet?

Zhong Weiwei immediately thanked him: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. I am very grateful, and I can't wait to repay the king's kindness."

Chonghua casually sat down on the stool she used to sit on: "In this case, it's a good idea to make this tea so that I can see your loyalty."

Zhong Weiwei responded, took out the tea bag, removed the bamboo skin and cloth wrapped outside, washed his hands, and kneaded the tea leaves in the bamboo plaque carefully.

Rubbing and rubbing, I suddenly felt that there was an extra person beside me.

Looking back, I saw that Chonghua also rolled up his sleeves and stood aside: "Pour water and wash my hands."

Zhong Weiwei was very unwilling to get so close to him, so he flattered and smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you are a rich man, a son of heaven, and a real dragon. How can you do some rough work? This kind of rough work is still left to the humble ministers." Bar."

Chonghua looked at her coldly: "Do you want to be like those people, using the old relationship with me, so you want to tell me what to do?"

This is a serious crime!
Zhong Weiwei hurriedly raised his hand to surrender, scooped water for him to wash his hands: "The most loyal to His Majesty is the humble minister, as long as His Majesty looks like a monarch, the humble minister will definitely fulfill his duty as a minister."

Chonghua sneered: "What does a monarch look like?"

Don't touch her bottom line.

Zhong Weiwei said with a smile: "Of course it is not to disappoint the late emperor's expectations. Don't be a foolish king, be a wise king, be a rejuvenating king, and lead our country of Li to prosperity."

Chonghua pursed his lips tightly, not bothering to pay attention to her.

The bamboo plaque is not big, just big enough for the two of them to knead tea together face to face. Zhong Weiwei has been very careful not to let her hands touch Chonghua's, nor let Chonghua's touch hers, but Chonghua Still touch her every now and then.

Every time Zhong Weiwei was touched, he would feel no less than acupuncture.

She came up with an idea, and every time she met her, she bowed and confessed her guilt in fear: "Your Majesty, forgive me, I didn't mean to offend."

As expected, Chonghua's brows became more and more wrinkled, and his eyes became more and more terrifying.

Zhong Weiwei gave him a countdown, three, two, one, couldn't help it, broke out, slammed the door and left, and then she was free.

However, the sky did not fulfill people's wishes, Chonghua's frowning brows gradually calmed down, and he instructed her: "My cuffs have fallen off, please help me to put them on."

Zhong Weiwei's plan was unsuccessful, and he was full of displeasure. He smiled and said: "Your Majesty, my hand is full of tea juice, I'm afraid it will stain your dragon robe."

Chonghua also smiled on the surface: "Are you implying that I want me to help you wash your hands?"

Zhong Weiwei died before leaving the teacher, and immediately ran to wash his hands in silence.

First, he rolled up the cuffs that Chonghua had fallen off, and after thinking about it, he put them down and rolled them up carefully.

Once it's done, let's see what he can do.

After rolling up my sleeves, I went to wash my hands again, and then folded back to make tea.

Rubbing and rubbing, Chonghua's cuffs came loose again. This time, Chonghua didn't even bother to say anything, and directly stretched out his hand in front of her.

His hands were long and his movements were fast, Zhong Weiwei didn't pay attention and almost touched his chest.

She was so frightened that she took a big step back and wanted to scold. Looking at Shang Chonghua's serious and calm eyes, she suppressed the blood again alive, and asked with a good attitude: "Your Majesty, are you not tired?"

Chonghua said indifferently: "I'm tired of doing such a little thing, how can I be a monarch? You really underestimate me."

Zhong Weiwei said again: "Your Majesty, there is actually a saying that I have never dared to tell you.

In this tea-making bar, the most important thing is heat and experience. The process of kneading tea seems to be very simple, but in fact it is not simple at all.

Kneading unevenly, not in place, not well kneaded..."

Chonghua glanced at her chest, Zhong Weiwei only felt his face was on fire, and his originally gentle voice became gritted teeth: "It will affect the taste of the whole pot of tea, so, you... just go and rest, Chen Just do it alone."

Chonghua ignored her at all, and put his hands and sleeves into the bamboo plaque, sarcastically:

"Zhong Tongshi probably suffered from dementia. I forgot that when I was in Cangshan, I followed my master to make tea every year. I dare not say that I know this well. I know whether the tea is kneaded evenly or not."

"It will stain the tea." Zhong Weiwei grabbed his sleeve in disgust, and continued to roll it up for him resignedly.

Chonghua lowered his eyes, looked at her white and delicate nose, sparse and long eyelashes, the faintly beating blood on her neck, and her beautiful collarbone expressionlessly, then lowered her eyes again, and continued to rub his lips carefully. Tea.

With his help, Zhong Weiwei's speed was much faster.

Soon the tea was kneaded, then wrapped in cloth, tied with bamboo skins, and placed on the big press.

Without her asking, Chonghua directly pressed the millstone up.

The next step was to wait again, Chonghua didn't intend to leave, and Zhong Weiwei didn't dare to leave first, and stayed aside obediently.

Chonghua didn't speak, just turned his head and stared at the lamp without saying a word.

The small kitchen was narrow and small, and the outside was cold and quiet, and the two could almost hear each other's breathing.

Zhong Weiwei didn't like this feeling, so she had nothing to say: "Concubine Wei Shu's eyes are okay?"

Chonghua responded lightly: "No."

You said one more word, um, is it good, or not?
Zhong Weiwei plucked up his courage, and asked again: "Did Wan'an Palace say how to punish Concubine Lu Xian?"

This time Chonghua answered her one more word: "No."

Zhong Weiwei was a little crazy, and laughed: "Concubine Wei Shu has done a good job in this area, she is more general, and she also feels sorry for Your Majesty."

Chonghua glanced at her, eyes full of disdain and impatience.

It seems to be saying, you only know these trivial things, can you say something useful?

Zhong Weiwei just wanted him to be impatient, so he immediately cheered up and talked endlessly: "Concubine Lu Xian has a personality, I know that she is smart, witty, and beautiful, but I didn't expect that she is smarter and more beautiful than what I know. , more powerful, and less afraid of trouble.

What happened today, I originally wanted to win the hearts of the people for His Majesty, and let the concubines know that as long as they listen to His Majesty and be loyal to His Majesty, His Majesty will support them.

Unexpectedly, after tossing and tossing for a long time, Concubine Lu Xian poured out a glass of wine and took away all the credit.

Now everyone thinks that she is loyal and fearless, and can be relied on. Even Chen Qiyun was bribed by her. "

"Chen Qiyun is really shallow-sighted. I don't know who is the one I can really rely on."

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but feel aggrieved, and suddenly felt something was wrong, and when I looked up, I saw Chonghua watching her silently, his eyes were dim and difficult to understand.

(End of this chapter)