Chapter Thirty-Six: This Is Costume Thirteen

"Okay, according to the rich man Zhu, let's start the tea fight!" The little prince hurriedly descended the road. He immediately ordered his men to prepare the relevant utensils.

Jing Suqin nodded, the information he saw from the book was: 'Doucha' is also known as Dou Ming, Ming Zhan. Started in the Tang Dynasty and flourished in the Song Dynasty, it was a pastime and entertainment for the rich and idlers in ancient times. But I don't know what the rules of tea fighting in the Great Dragon Dynasty are, is it a test of tea brewing skills or something like a tea order?

Just when he was puzzled, he saw two small rosewood tables placed on the two high platforms directly opposite the field, and behind the table were red sandalwood round stools. Even the vase of flowers placed in the corner of the table is made of jade.

When the eyes opened, the walls on both sides were full of paintings or calligraphy of contemporary painters about tea drinking, and two young girls sitting on each side gently plucked the guzheng. With the gentle breeze blowing, it is really a special taste...

But at this time, Jing Suqin didn't notice that one of the women who was playing the qin turned out to be his old acquaintance.

Ancient people paid special attention to the decoration and etiquette when drinking tea, although it was simple to drink tea, but everything focused on the overall environment and charm.

When the little prince saw that the time was ripe, he stepped forward: "Everyone, this king is not talented, if you want to go into battle in person this year, do you dare to do it?" ”

Everyone was shocked, although this tea ceremony conference was held by the little prince, but for five consecutive sessions, the little prince did not go into battle in person, what happened today. Once the little prince with a prominent identity goes into battle, then who else dares to deal with it?

In fact, everyone doesn't know that the competition of reciting the scriptures just now made Jing Suqin out of the limelight. The little prince is unwilling to be compared, and his sweetheart Xu Yilei is present this year, so he has to go on the field, show his style, and fight back to save face!

"Don't dare to fight against each other because of the identity of this king, let's meet friends with tea!" The little prince continued to pressurize.

Everyone didn't dare to speak even more when they heard this, which was obviously using their noble status to exert pressure. The little prince must have his own way, look at it, don't come out.

And Jing Suqin and Zhu Rougui stared at all this coldly......

"What a shame!" Jing Suqin whispered.

"yes, shame!" Zhu Rougui's face was full of disdain.

The little prince is worried that Jing Su Qin won't speak, if he doesn't speak, won't his plan be completely frustrated? Then he smiled slightly: "Since Brother Jing is willing, why don't you come forward and have a try?" ”

Damn, I was waiting for Lao Tzu here, it's really insidious. Jing Suqin scolded in his heart, it turned out that the little prince put pressure on everyone just to force himself to play, defeat himself by fighting tea, and exalt him by stepping on himself. Jing Suqin greeted the little prince's family in his heart, and then slowly walked to Xu Yilei's side, pretending to be a family servant: "Miss, should I play?" ”

"Of course, don't embarrass me!" Xu Yilei waved her little fist to cheer him on, very cute. In my heart, I thought badly, since you Jing Suqin has put on a good show, how can I help you continue to act, sister, hehe...

Afterwards, Jing Suqin knew Xu Yilei's thoughts, but he couldn't do anything about this little witch.

And one of the women who touched the qin saw that the two were so close, and a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes!

Liu Xue'e on the side didn't have so many twists and turns, she got up directly, put her hands on Jing Suqin's shoulders and patted them hard, speaking in Shandong: "Big brother, you have to come on, I'm optimistic about you!" ”

Jing Suqin laughed, rubbed his shoulders and sat on a high platform for tea fighting.

As soon as the little prince saw that the plan had been decided, he immediately walked to the opposite tea table and made it. Both sides made a gesture of please.

"Butler, take the peony I have carefully cultivated!" The little prince was confident, and he sneered.

The housekeeper hurriedly took out a pot of very beautiful peony flowers from a square sandalwood box, and the pale red peony was beautiful in an instant. The peony symbolizes the spirit of wealth and nobility, presumably the little prince took him out at this moment, but also to show that he is a royal nobleman.

It is now winter, and there is no peony, but in order to show his style at the tea art conference, the little prince made people prepare to cultivate this flower in the greenhouse in advance.

Boom...

With a smile on his face, the little prince gently plucked the largest flower, carefully took the Hetian jade bottle handed over by the housekeeper, and inserted the peony on the table as a decoration. This scene alone amazed the women in the field, the little prince was really handsome and chic, and just one flower picking action made them crazy.

"Take it and throw it away." The little prince glanced at the peony contemptuously, as if this thing was useless now. The housekeeper got the order and threw it aside, and no one cared.

When Xu Yilei saw this scene, she pursed her lips and whispered, "What a waste." ”

After doing all this, the little prince looked at Jing Suqin quietly, as if to say: What precious flowers do you have?

Jing Suqin quietly watched him pretending to be forced, and his face always kept a smile lightly. Slightly around a large amount, he casually plucked a dead branch sticking in from the window and inserted it into an ordinary porcelain vase.

Xu Yilei was taken aback by this scene, and said in her heart: Even if there are no flowers, you can't just pick a dead branch.

The audience in the audience laughed loudly, and said in their hearts: Tu Bao Zi is Tu Baozi, although I can memorize some Buddhist scriptures, but when it comes to such a superb skill as boiling tea, I really show my timidity, and there are even decorations with dead branches.

"I said Brother Jing, even if you are poor, you don't have to be so low-key." The little prince said sarcastically.

Jing Suqin smiled slightly, ignoring everyone's reactions. Flipping his fingers, he slowly touched the dead branches, and said something in his mouth: "The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold..."

After repeating it a few times, everyone thought that this kid was crazy. But the scene of the next scene is really unforgettable for them!

I saw that the dead branch slowly broke through the dead bark, and after a while, fresh green shoots came out of it, although there were not many young green buds, but they formed a sharp contrast with the color of the dead bark; Immediately after a while, the dead branches were covered with flower bones, tender and very lovable, and after a while, the flower bones burst open with a 'poof', and the flowers grew rapidly, and soon the bright red plum blossoms covered the branches. Flourish!

This trick 'dead wood in spring' made everyone's mouths grow long enough to swallow a big duck egg, Liu Xue'e only resented that she didn't bring some goose eggs, otherwise wouldn't it be useful.

Xu Yilei also has a big mouth and looks seductive.

And the little prince and his subordinates were completely shocked.

"What a trick for dead wood in spring!" Zhu Rougui was the first to react, clapping his hands and shouting. At this time, there was a shocking cheer in the field, and it was really lingering for three days. Even the little prince's housekeeper applauded, but was stopped by a sharp look from the little prince.

And Jing Suqin still has that calm and breezy appearance, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth has never changed. But at this time, the girl who flicked the guzheng behind him noticed that Jing Suqin's back was soaked with sweat.

Jing Suqin sighed in his heart, patted the potion in his hand and said, "Thank you, old man, and then secretly put away the hard potion.

This time, the credit is entirely due to the 'Hard Potion'. Jing Suqin knew that his hard potion was an exponential expansion of power according to the structure of the human body, so since it could be used again, why couldn't the flowers. The dead wood is affected by the flow of hard potions, so all the branches and leaves are opened, and this is the magical scene of plum blossoms and dead trees in spring.

"Although it is a dead wood in spring, plum blossoms are plum blossoms after all, and it is difficult to compete with peonies." The little prince was still unwilling.

"Hehe, the little prince laughed. Drinking tea and appreciating flowers is the pursuit of natural beauty, so that tea art, tea soup, and flowers are integrated into the unity of heaven and earth. This is not the pursuit of authenticity, the little prince deliberately pursues perfection, it is inevitable that it seems a little contrived. Jing Suqin smiled magnanimously, but his words were full of sharp blades, "The battle with the little prince in the tea art is just a discussion between the literati, I hope the prince will not be suppressed by his authority!" ”

"Hee-hee, what a sharp mouth!" Xu Yilei whispered. Although Jing Suqin's words were full of smiles, the smell of gunpowder was very strong, which was enough to make the little prince angry to death, and finally warned him not to bully himself with his noble identity. It's extremely sharp!

"Girl, do you like it?" Liu Xuege looked at Xu Yilei's joyful face and continued, "Don't look at my sister as a rough person, my sister can see it clearly, haha..."

"Oh, my sister is ignoring you like this." Xu Yilei made a big red face.

Liu Xue'e smiled and didn't break it.

"Dare to ask Brother Jing, what is the tea ceremony?" The little prince still didn't give up.

Jing Suqin smiled slightly in his heart, this kid saw that the flower arrangement was not good and wanted to play word games with Lao Tzu, and then Yun lightly pushed the trouble back: "I am not talented, I would like to hear the little prince." ”

"The so-called tea ceremony is to educate the people through etiquette and education to achieve the realm of indisputability, which is very good for the rule of our Great Dragon Dynasty." The little prince didn't notice the uncertainty on Jing Suqin's face and continued, "If you want to go up to the next level, you can reach the realm of cultivation, and if you go up to the next level, you can fly to the nine heavens by drinking tea, and become a god in everyone's hearts, and be admired by thousands of people." ”

"Well said!" The butler took the lead and applauded loudly. I only slapped my palms red. In the audience, Xia Qinghai and others also applauded hard, only slapping their palms red.

And Xu Yilei sat on the side and silently thought in her heart: drinking tea to educate the people? Is it true? Why should the people be edified? Turning his little head, dragging his chin with both hands, he looked at Jing Suqin very cutely, what would he think of this matter?

On the other hand, Su Qin was sitting on a round bench with a golden knife, and the anger in his heart rushed to the top of his head. He mouth-shaped at Xu Yilei: "See, this is pretending to be thirteen!" ”

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