Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 74 Dragon and Phoenix Tea (7)

Chonghua sat reading a book under the lamp, the black and gold embroidered imperial robe looked cold and hard.

Zhong Weiwei looked at the dragon robe and suddenly felt a little worried for him. Would he feel uncomfortable wearing such clothes all the time?

Sensing her gaze, Chonghua put down the book and looked up at her: "Are you okay?"

Zhong Weiwei bowed his head and saluted: "Return to Your Majesty, I'm fine. Thank you Your Majesty for giving me the medicine, and I'm very grateful..."

"Don't say such flashy things."

Probably because that woman is coming, Chonghua's eyes are less cold than before, and even his attitude towards her is much gentler: "Didn't I say that we should put aside our past differences, be a good ruler and minister, and be a fellow student?" ?"

It is true that I said such a thing, but didn't you old man turn your face again?

Zhong Weiwei didn't dare to expose him face to face, and simply smirked: "Yes, yes, Your Majesty said that he would hand over his back to the minister."

Chong Hua also laughed: "I have tried your new tea, it is very good, but the tea made by Cha Mei Xun is not so good.

But maybe my cooking technique is not good enough, maybe if you do it yourself, the tea taste will be better. "

Zhong Weiwei was aroused by him: "Does Your Majesty have tea made by Mei Xun?"

After being affirmed, he couldn't help but praised: "You really have a way. Back then, the late emperor thought of many ways but couldn't get it."

A childish complacency appeared on Chonghua's face: "Of course, the family and the country will become more and more prosperous only if there are talented people from all over the world."

He stared at her: "do you want to try?"

Zhong Weiwei is obsessed with tea, so there is no need to wait, so he geared up immediately: "Just wait for His Majesty's order."

Chonghua raised the corners of his lips, smiled and ordered people to fetch tea sets, mountain spring water, wind stoves and other things for backup, and got up to invite Zhong Weiwei: "Go to Meiwu."

Meiwu is in the corner of Qingxin Hall, with a large window, an ancient plum rockery outside the window, and the shadows of trees are sparse.

Under the window, there is a dragon beard straw mat that is as bright as silver and as soft as brocade, and there are several tables for two people to drink together.

A bright moon rose in the sky, illuminating the room indistinctly, as if covered with a layer of silver gauze, truly beautiful.

Chonghua sat in front of the window under the moon, like a god above the nine heavens, aloof, handsome and unattainable.

Dewy and heavy clothes, so gorgeous.

Zhong Weiwei silently rolled this sentence on the tip of his tongue, then silently swallowed it down his stomach, looked away, roasted tea, ground tea and sifted tea.

Listen carefully to the sound of water in the pot. Hearing the sound is just right, the water is neither old nor tender. Immediately lift the kettle and warm the cup to make tea.

Holding the tea whisk in her hand, she skillfully and deftly stirred the tea soup, concentrating on it without any other distraction, harmoniously blending with everything around her, like a dusty ink painting.

Chonghua lowered his eyes halfway, his eyes peeking out from his eyelashes, refusing to let go of her every move, every frown and smile.

The tea soup gradually turned white under Zhong Weiwei's movements, and the milk mist surged up along the edge of the teacup.

Satisfied, she stopped and looked up at Chonghua.

Chonghua's eyelashes trembled in fright, and he prepared to look away expressionlessly.

But Zhong Weiwei smiled brightly at him, held the tea cup in both hands and handed it to him, saying with some pride: "This is the best cup of tea I have made in recent years. I present it to Your Majesty, and please Your Majesty to taste."

Chonghua unknowingly relaxed his tense shoulders, took the teacup with both hands solemnly, and tasted it seriously.

Zhong Weiwei stared at his face nervously, afraid to see a bad or regretful expression.

However, Chong Hua always had that unlovable expression from the beginning to the end. She was so anxious, because she was afraid of missing the change of expression on his face, she stared at him with wide eyes.

Chonghua's ears were slightly red, and he calmly drank the last sip of tea before he said slowly: "Not bad, very good. It is indeed the second best tea soup I have tasted in these years."

Zhong Weiwei was suddenly discouraged: "I use the tea made by Mei Xun, and his tea can only be regarded as the second best when I cook it. That means I am really inferior to others."

Suddenly remembered something, and asked Chonghua with bright eyes: "Your Majesty said it was the second, so who is the first? You can't be the one who tasted Mei Xun's tea yourself, right?"

Chonghua raised his chin arrogantly: "Exactly."

Zhong Weiwei got carried away, jumped forward and grabbed his sleeve, raised her head and asked a series of questions:
"Why is he willing to give you his tea? The year before last, he came to us to participate in the tea fighting meeting. I tried every means to get a cup of tea made by him. I pestered the late emperor to think of many ways, but I couldn't get it."

Under the moonlight, her eyes were dark and bright, moist, as if soaked in a layer of mist, her expression was delicate and cute, with a bit of naughty rascal.

Just like back then, but I can never come back.

Chonghua held back his greed, lowered his eyes to look at Zhong Weiwei's hand, if she would keep holding him like this and never let go, how good would it be?

"Hehe, please forgive me, Your Majesty. I got carried away for a moment and offended Your Majesty."

Zhong Weiwei noticed his gaze, as if scalded by fire, she withdrew her hand suddenly, and said to him from left to right: "I wonder when Your Majesty saw Mei Xun?"

After asking this question, I regretted it. Before Chonghua, they were almost entangled with her, and they basically knew what each other did.

What she didn't know must have been in the four years after they separated, and during these four years, neither of them easily wanted to mention it.

As expected, Chonghua didn't answer her, and just pushed her newly made Longfeng tea in front of her: "Try this Longfeng tea and find out the difference."

Zhong Weiwei pretended not to hear the word "dragon and phoenix" he said, took the tea in a polite manner, cooked it carefully, and handed it to Chonghua.

She also tasted and judged separately, and finally shook her head and sighed: "It's not that my method of making tea is bad, but that the tea is not good."

Chonghua asked, "Then what should we do?"

Zhong Weiwei said: "Of course it is to find a good tea..."

It is related to the national economy and the people's livelihood, and it is a topic that both of them love, and they both talk about it clearly and logically.

Chonghua was amazed by Zhong Weiwei's deep understanding of the tea ceremony and novel ideas, and Zhong Weiwei admired Chonghua's way of governing the country and revitalizing the country.

The two unknowingly talked about the middle of the night, when the drum sounded in the middle of the night, Chonghua suddenly realized: "It's late at night, rest first, and talk about this matter in detail another day."

Zhong Weiwei resigned, Chonghua looked elsewhere: "Go back and rest early."

Zhong Weiwei was a little moved, so he had to say something like this: "Your Majesty also rest early." After listening to Chonghua continue to say: "Don't get sick again and wait until you don't come to work. If you get sick again, I will send you next year." His salary was also deducted in full."

Well, make the most of everything.

"I would like to obey the holy order." Zhong Weiwei smiled faintly, turned and exited.

Going outside, seeing Ge Xiangjun circling around in a hurry under the steps, he called her: "What's wrong with you?"

Ge Xiangjun ran over with a worried look on his face: "You have caused trouble!"

　Busy Monday, I wish you all a good mood, love you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)