Fu Xuan went back to the room, covered the door, made sure that there was no one around, Fang took out the letter he had just received from his arms, and looked at the candle flame, the lower right side of the envelope faintly reflected an ink-colored vanilla pattern, which was placed in the envelope on the stationery, the pattern was small and fine, and it may not be possible to feel it if you don't look carefully. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The corners of Fu Xuan's lips curled, he knew that it was sent by Zhi Zhi, so he tore open the letter and took out the letter in it, and sure enough, he saw a string of numbers on the letter. He also took a copy of "The Legend of Han Lin Guangji" from the bookcase, such barnyard official novels abound on the bookcase of the young son, which is inconspicuous, but it is the key to cracking the mystery of numbers.

Fu Xuan spread the letter paper on one side of the table, and the other hand compared the page number, the number of lines and the number of words on the "Hanlin Guangji" hand-written, this novel Wang Xie's son-in-law all carry a copy with him, the exchange of letters will be digitally encrypted, and the paper will draw characters to distinguish identities, the book of paper in the Jin Dynasty has been developed, and the portable book is made exquisitely and meticulously. After a few moments, a complete sentence is on the page.

Fu Xuan copied carefully, writing and reading, and the more he read, the more frightened he became, as if this hand was transcribing not ink characters, but ghost scrolls. I saw a striking inscription on the paper: The female assassin is missing, and I have gone to look for it.

Fu Xuan calmed the town god, thought for a moment, and then put the paper in the heart of the candle flame and burned it. He knew that Richer Zhi had her own rules for doing things, and he was not in a hurry to reply to the letter to urge, and when it was appropriate, Richer Zhi would send a letter to report the new situation. He was just shocked that this female assassin was so powerful, in the past, he also underestimated Sima Xi's brutal killer, only that those people were more than martial and lacking in wisdom, and at this moment the female assassin could even throw off the people and horses sent by Zhi Zhi, it was really a ruthless character, that person was lost at the moment, isn't it going to assassinate again?

Fu Xuan suddenly realized that Wang Xie gave him the intention of the grounding order, and his father and Uncle Wang must have also cut off the clues of the female assassin, lest she go and return, so they came up with this strategy to protect everything.

Fu Xuan thought about it, but he couldn't do anything, the things that should be done now have been assigned to do it, and the only way to do it now is to wait, hoping that Ji Zhi's side can succeed immediately, or Su Zhi can make progress after he arrives in the north.

Since experiencing the trial of the family rules, Fu Xuan's temperament is much more determined than before, although the young man is still high-spirited, but he also knows that he is no longer presumptuous when he reins in his temperament. During the court trial, Xie Quan set him "three nos", no going out of the house, no drinking, no one to serve, Fu Xuan was not very used to it at first, but gradually he was submissive, and often went to Aunt Zhao's place to walk around, Tao dyed a Zen feeling, and gradually tasted a little graceful taste from the balance between desire and forbearance.

Time flows, and in a blink of an eye, it is the April day in the world, and the breath of spring is so strong that it seems to intoxicate people in the new green. Fu Xuan has been recuperating in Wuyi Lane for dozens of days, and has returned to his pre-assassination grace. Beautiful young men are always talked about, not to mention that there is an impermeable wall in this Jianye City, and the women and sisters-in-law outside the house began to talk privately about the style and charm of this "Jade Faced Langjun", some say that this female assassin was disappointed by the former "Jade Faced Langjun" to seek revenge, and some say that this female assassin was changed by a fox demon to confuse "Jade Faced Langjun" But he saw through it and killed it, but all kinds of this one by one, but it was inseparable from the words love and sex, these things were passed around, and they were appealed to the public after being added to the fire by the storyteller of the flower street, which was more like the truth. Fu Xuan can sometimes hear a thing or two from the mouth of the little girl who went out of the house to procure, and she laughed when she heard it, which is really more exciting than those absurd jokes.

Fu Xuan relied on the news from the people who left the mansion to pass the boring time, thinking that it was not always a way, and after thinking about it, he remembered the case of the piano in the orchard of the palace. Fortunately, there is no "no pleasure" in the "three don'ts", the late spring is lazy, pleasant and budding, Fu Xuan moved the piano to the palace orchard to sit and stroke the piano, day by day, gradually refined, but also stole half a day of solitary music.

On this day, he stroked the piano in the garden again, stroking and caressing, the wind passed through the vine branches, and the shadow swayed, Fu Xuan suddenly remembered the beautiful scene of a night of joy in the Sunflower Spirit Pavilion, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and he didn't know whether the rosin nightshade girl he sent was satisfied or not. A son like Fu Xuan must be one of the best things in Jianye City, but the nightshade girl is well-informed, can this rosin enter her eyes?

Just thinking about it, Fu Xuan caught a glimpse of a pair of big hidden eyes among the bushes outside the orchard, and he was flashing towards him with spiritual light, so he smiled and said, "Peach Branch, don't hide, I see you." ”

The peach branches are small, not as old as cardamom, and they are just as tall as the tree when they are hidden in a low tree. Momoeda leaned out of the bushes with a pout, looking apologetic as if she had done something bad, needless to say, she was still haunted by the punishment she had been punished for harming Fuxuan. Peach Branch didn't come into the orchard, but just gestured to Fu Xuan in what direction with his mouth open.

Fu Xuan's heart collared, and looked in the direction she indicated, and there was a cup of tea on the stone bench ten zhang away.

Fu Xuan smiled secretly, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was indifferent but as warm as the hue of an orchard in spring. This peach branch is usually hot and vigorous, and it is very arrogant, but the bottom is as careful as dust, and even Fu Xuan is accurate after helping the piano mouth.

Fu Xuan got up and went over to pick up the tea bowl, and then smiled and walked towards the bush where the peach branch was.

Taozhi obviously didn't expect Fu Xuan to come over, and hurriedly shouted: "I don't know who put that tea there, no one serves Childe, there is no violation of the ban, Childe just take it and drink it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Fu Xuan had already stood still in front of the bushes, touched the head of the peach branch, leaned over and smiled: "I know that you feel sorry for me, but since the old man has set up a punishment, he should abide by it, and he doesn't just make a show for the old man." Cooking tea and boiling water are also a kind of practice. How about Taozhi cook tea for me today, why don't you ask Taozhi to teach me how to cook tea?"

"Really, Childe really wants to learn how to cook tea?"

"Of course, learn now, Peach Branch Tea Master. Fu Xuan gave the tea and said, "Would the tea master like to take me a stupid apprentice?"

Peach Branch stared at Fu Xuan's handsome face and blushed, and hurriedly said goodbye and said, "Childe is happy with Peach Branch again...... I can't teach you yet!"

Taozhi led Fu Xuan down to the stove room, if it wasn't for this ban, Fu Xuan wouldn't have the heart to go to this stove house to find out. When I came to the stove room today, it was extraordinary, there were all kinds of stoves on the countertop, some washed and spare melons, fruits and vegetables were neatly stacked on the side, the stove room in the afternoon had dispersed the crowd of people who were boiling when preparing lunch, only three or three maids lit a fire on several stoves, but it gave the visitor a full of style, the scene was grandiose.

The servants who were immersed in their work saw the dignified son in the mansion coming, but they were also unexpected, and hurriedly got up and came to salute one by one. These people who work in the stove room are inferior people among the servants, and unlike the servants who take care of the master's daily life, they don't see the masters on weekdays, but this time there is such a beautiful young man who has been rumored for a long time, and several maids in the stove room instantly blushed, clutching their chests as if to suppress this heartbeat.

"Get up. Don't scare my son-in-law. Before Fu Xuan could speak, Taozhi had already drunk. Now facing these servants, Momozhi has regained his vigorous appearance.

After the servants returned to their respective positions, Taozhi led Fu Xuan to the seat where tea was boiling, pointed to a table next to him, and said, "These bottles and cans are full of tea." Zhi Gongzi, you like Dongting tea the most, and it is easy to take it on the outside. ”

When Fu Xuan heard this, he went to look at these jars, and turned the outermost bottle around, and there was indeed a thin strip of soft cloth of "Dongting tea" on the bottle body. These servants have put these housekeeping logistics in a neat and orderly manner, and they must have put a lot of thought into it.

"At the beginning of cooking tea, the most important thing is not the cooking technique, but the water. Taozhi brought a ball-shaped plum sand cast iron kettle over and said, "In the past, copper kettles were also used in the house, but the copper kettle has been boiled for a long time and has a hint of patina, which is still more spiritual than this cast iron kettle." The water also needs to be good water, and the water that Gongzi drinks is drawn from Hangzhou Hupao Spring, and then sent people to Wuyi Lane by horse. In the past, I also tried to use some snow-melted water on the plum petals in the winter, although it was precious, but it was all for fun, and it was not as sweet as the spring of the tiger run. ”

Peach Branch scooped a scoop of water from the jar into the pot, and a servant of the stove immediately brought over a red-hot charcoal fire, and Peach Branch placed the pot on top of the charcoal stove, and the cold iron touched the hot charcoal and immediately made a "nourish" sound.

"I didn't know there were so many ways to make tea. Fu Xuan praised the peach branch in one go.

"There is a doorway for everything, just as Momozhi doesn't understand the doorways planned by the prince's court. ”

In the effort of boiling water, Momozhi warmed the cup with the existing hot water in the stove. The so-called warm cup is to pour hot water into the cup and wash it around and then pour it out, and take the warmth of the warm water, so that the cold cup wall will not absorb the heat of the water and reduce the water temperature when cooking tea later. After the cup was warmed, Taozhi used a silver spoon to take some Dongting tea's tea leaves and the center of the bowl, and introduced: "Later, as soon as the water boils, the boiling water will be washed into it, and the first brew will be poured out, this is to wash the tea, and then the second brew can be drunk, but Wang Xie Gongzi only drank one brew, and there was nothing to do with three or four brews." ”

Fu Xuan said: "Taozhi, when the water is boiling, let me try to cook, how about it?"

Taozhi hesitated for a moment, and then responded, she was afraid that Childe would be hot, but then she laughed at herself and laughed that she always thought of Childe as a teenager of the same age as herself, in fact, Childe usually danced with knives and guns, so how could he be hurt by these trivial things.

Taozhi blinked and said: "It's just that this method of making tea also has skills, why don't you hold the pot later, and I will hold the childe's hand and teach you how to brew?"

Fu Xuan responded with a smile, his eyes full of gentle blue waves, which made Taozhi's heart tremble.

Momozhi herself was surprised how she blurted out such a suggestion, but such a skin-to-skin kiss was proposed by her daughter's family, but fortunately, the son didn't mind, and probably regarded her as a sister. As soon as the words came out, Taozhi's heart was not at peace for a moment, and he stared at the movement of the water in the cast iron kettle, minute by minute, second by second, like a year.

"The water is rolling. Fu Xuan called softly, took advantage of the situation to lift the cast iron kettle, and held the teacup with his left hand, and the peach branch came back to his senses and helped to lift it, and his cheeks were already crimson like spring red plums, and he only murmured: "The charcoal fire by the stove is too hot......"

Taozhi put his little hand on Fu Xuan's big hand, and suddenly felt a numb power spread from the palm of his hand to the whole body, and a stirring spirit rose in his heart, and his legs seemed to be about to soften, this feeling is indescribable, but it is so wonderful, both resist and enjoy. Taozhi glanced at Fu Xuan's focused expression, Fu Xuan's side face was so good-looking, her slender long eyelashes jumped slightly, and Taozhi fell into it again for a while, but fortunately, Fu Xuan focused on making tea and didn't notice that she couldn't hold it.

"Is that so?" Fu Xuan washed the boiling water on the wall of the cup in a circle under the guidance of the peach branch, and the boiling water also turned the flowers to hold up the curly tea leaves, and the delicate Dongting tea was slightly stretched in the cup, which was very pleasing to the eye.

And where can Taozhi take care of appreciating these tea leaves, she is only drunk in Fuxuan's gentle dreams, and she doesn't even know that the water is full.

"Ahh

The overflowing boiling water poured into Fu Xuan's hand, and his fingers were instantly burned red, Fu Xuan didn't scream, just frowned and held his fingers, but Tao Zhi screamed as if it was a big deal, causing the servants working in the stove to look sideways.

"It's okay. Fu Xuan smiled and walked towards the water tank filled with cold water, "This little injury can be cured with a cold compress." It's really interesting to learn how to cook tea today. ”

"Childe ......"

Everyone also gathered around, but they were dispersed by Fu Xuan smiling and waving his hand.

Looking at Taozhi with a frightened expression, Fu Xuan said lightly: "Taozhi, you are about to grate the water in this cup, don't you still want to wash tea, is it possible that you want to give me this tea washing water?"