"It's good that my niece is sure, the Ministry of Rites is good to say, the old man has an old friend who is working in the Ministry of Officials, and it is not difficult to find him. Although www.biquge.info left move is a little stubborn, but he still loves talent very much, and if he agrees with his niece, he can say anything. That's it, I'll talk to Zuo Qian tomorrow, and I'll inform you when it's agreed. ”

Dugu Weiwei and Dugu Weiqing got up together and thanked him.

Cixiu waved his hand and looked at the kettle on the small stove, "Let's see how the water is first, don't overboil it." ”

Dugu Wei is as good as a stream, and asked the maid to clean her hands with water, and put the teapot and teacups on the table. Looking at the water, he said: "The leaf shape of the spring warbler is slightly larger than the young shoots of the purple bamboo shoots, so the water temperature should be slightly higher than when the purple bamboo shoots were soaked." ”

While explaining, lift the boiling water to the cup, then put it back on the stove, quickly pour the water in the cup, and put the tea leaves in the pot. At this time, the water temperature is just right, and I hurriedly lifted it and poured it into the teapot.

Almost as soon as the water entered the pot, the fragrance of tea came out, like the fragrance of orchid, like the mellow of wine, Cixiu couldn't help but sniff a few times.

Dugu Weiwei poured three cups of tea, first served them to Cixiu and his wife, and then served the third cup to his brother.

Jixiu was almost impatient, but the tea was too hot, so he had to lean over and blow gently.

Mrs. Ci saw that Dugu Weiwei didn't drink it, so she asked.

Dugu Wei only said that he was not suitable for drinking more tea when he was young, and told Mrs. Ci about the taboo of drinking tea.

I don't know if it's an illusion, she always feels that Mrs. Ci is a little absent-minded, and her eyes are always aimed at the oblique moon scimitar hanging on her waist, intentionally or unintentionally. It seems that there is some restraint not to look at that place, but the occasional eye still involuntarily sweeps over.

She did it very inconspicuously, but Dugu Wei was born with no teacher in words and colors, so she naturally looked at it rightly.

Over there, Cixiu had already taken a small sip, shook his head and praised: "It's really the best in tea!" It can really be described as a good cup of tea, and the living gods are beaten. ”

After taking another sip, he suddenly remembered something, and said, "Lao Zuo is also an old man in tea." ”

Dugu Weiwei knew that he was reminding her that she might as well send some tea to Zuo Qian, and responded clearly: "My niece knows." ”

"Purple bamboo shoots are excellent, and they are already a good tea that others can't ask for. Forget it...... "After speaking, he muttered, "It's also a waste of good things to give it to him." It's too little, send a little less, or keep it. ”

Dugu Weiwei listened to the meaning of his words, and he was even more distressed than himself.

Mrs. Ci shook her head and said, "Wei Wei, don't worry about your uncle, he is such an unobtrusive character. ”

Dugu Weiwei said with a smile: "My mother often says that I don't care, in my opinion, my uncle and I are called true temperament." ”

Dugu Weiqing covered his forehead with his hand, his sister really couldn't be familiar with people, and a little familiarity with her nature was revealed. Just pretending to be good, how good it is to keep a generous lady look.

"Yes, yes, what the girl said is really right, we are true temperament." Jixiu hurriedly high-fived and agreed.

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Zuo Qian received a post from Mrs. Shen and invited him to talk about it. He took the post and read it for a long time, almost didn't stare at the plain white post, and he wasn't sure whether he was more happy or depressed.

Shen Taifu was a great Confucian in the dynasty, and it is said that he is also a junior of Confucianism, so he should be happy to receive his post, but ---- the day before yesterday, the Lord of the Wine Festival discussed with him about the second lady of Dingbei Bofu's make-up examination, and he was not happy at that time.

The state has national laws, the hospital has rules, if a precedent is set, those who miss the examination date for various reasons in the future will be required to make up the examination, how can female students deal with themselves?

The second lady of Dingbei Bofu is the granddaughter of Mrs. Shen, at this moment, Mrs. Shen beckoned, and she knows what the reason is if you think about it. On the one hand, he was excited because he could meet with Rulin Taidou, and on the other hand, he was entangled in the reason why the other party was looking for him.

After hesitating for a long time, he was excited and depressed at the same time, and rode a horse with a long entourage to Shen Taifu's mansion.

Mrs. Shen was not as unapproachable as he imagined, and was quite kind to talk to him. Zuo Qian temporarily forgot the purpose of Shen Taifu recruiting him here, and took the opportunity to ask a few academic questions.

When the interest came up, he foamed at the mouth, his throat was dry and thirsty, and then he realized that Mrs. Shen did not order someone to serve tea to the guests. He couldn't open his mouth, so he had to endure it.

I heard the voice of the maid outside the door: "Miss Cousin is here." ”

Immediately, the curtain of green bamboo was raised high, and a cardamom girl walked in slowly with a smile on her face. He was followed by two maids and a servant, one of whom held a vermilion lacquer tray with a white porcelain teapot and teacup. Another maid was carrying a long-spouted silver kettle, and white smoke was coming out of the spout. The little guy carried a small red clay stove that was burning.

The girl was wearing a smoky purple light gauze skirt, combing a double-ring hanging bun, and there was no ring ding dong on her body, which looked clean and refreshing. The face is really good, especially a pair of eyes that are big and bright, and the black pupils are like ink jade soaked in water, and they are extremely agile in anticipation.

Zuo Qian said in his heart, this must be Miss Dugu Er, who is born with a smart and clever appearance.

Sure enough, I heard Mrs. Shen say: "Wei Wei is here, just waiting for your tea, and the throats of the guests are smoking." Lord Zuo, this is the old man's granddaughter Dugu Weiwei. Wei Wei, come and meet Master Zuo Siye. ”

Zuo Qian was made by Mrs. Shen's sentence "The throat of the guests are waiting, and the smoke is rising", so that he covered his lips and coughed.

Dugu Weiwei's right hand pressed his left hand on his left waist, the back of his right foot, slightly bent his knees, the etiquette standard was as if he had measured it with a ruler, and said respectfully: "I have seen Lord Zuo Siye, my lord is blessed." ”

Zuo Qian was a little satisfied in his heart, so he said in a gentle tone: "Miss Dugu is exempt." ”

"Because I have to prepare, the tea is served late, Lord Zuo Haihan." Dugu Weiwei straightened up and smiled.

When the maid and the maid came in, they put the small stove away, and the silver kettle was placed on the stove and burned.

Dugu Weiwei fiddled with the tea set, and the water in the silver kettle was about to boil, but it was immediately boiled when it was urged by the fire.

Zuo Qian watched Dugu Weiwei's movements with some curiosity, her technique was unheard of and unseen. The slender fingers like shallots are busy working, like orchids constantly blooming and closing, which is very beautiful.

After a short time, the tea was brewed and brought over with both hands on a vermilion lacquer tray. The cup of fine white porcelain, the vermilion tray, the green tea leaves in the cup, the red, green and white colors are bright and bright, pleasing to the eye. Not to mention the fragrance of tea lingering on the nose, the smell is elegant and dusty, which is forgettable.

Tea fragrance, brown color, cardamom girl, these factors are intertwined, just like a good painting, the spring warmth of the water town, the smoke and haze painting workshop, the endless freshness.

Zuoqian instantly felt that it was worth waiting a little longer.

The water was boiling, and the little guy hurriedly brought out the small red clay stove, after all, the weather was hot, and if the fire was put in the room, it would be impossible to stay.