Dingguo Mansion

Yuan Zhuo took a wooden box handed to him by His Royal Highness, which was the cloud tea that Jing Xi specially asked people to pack in a bamboo tube, and ran all the way to the Dingguo Mansion, and through the pavilions and pavilions in the Guogong Mansion, Yuan Zhuo came to the main house of Mufeng Courtyard.

"Lord Guogong, this is the tea that the master asked his subordinates to bring to you, let you taste it." Yuan Zhuo stood in front of Dingguo Gong and said, while respectfully presenting the box in his hand with both hands.

The tall and straight body of Dingguo Gong in front of him, wearing a dark purple dress, wearing a jasper crown, and blazing tiger eyes, the Dingguo Gong who is close to the sixtieth year is still calm and sophisticated, and his whole body is terrifying, and he looks very majestic.

At this time, the eyebrows are smiling, the laughter is hearty, deafening, and he looks very excited.

"Yo? Then I'll have to see what kind of tea it is. Seeing that Dingguo Gong didn't call others, he took the box himself, opened one of the bamboo tubes, and suddenly the unique aroma of tea came.

"Hey, what kind of tea is this? This has not yet been brewed, and you can see that this tea is really good. Ding Guogong looked at the tea leaves in the bamboo tube, but he couldn't see any difference from the tea alone, but the smell of the aroma was different from the tea he treasured, obviously, he thought this tea was better.

If you want to say how you came to this conclusion, then do you need to think about it? Dingguo Pingsheng likes tea the most, and naturally has a deep understanding of the existing tea.

"Lord Guogong, this is Yunwu Tea, a signboard in heaven and earth." Yuan Zhuo explained.

"Oh? Heaven and earth? It's King Rong's teahouse?" Ding Guogong was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, I don't know where Wufu got such a good tea, and even put it in the teahouse to sell, it is really a tyrannical thing.

Yuan Zhuo was also stunned, completely shocked, he didn't expect that so soon, even Grandpa Guo knew that this teahouse was the property of King Rong's Mansion.

I only heard Yuan Zhuo say again: "Yes, Your Highness said that you will definitely like this tea, and His Highness also said that he misses you very much, and he will come to visit you when he has time." Yuan Zhuo finished speaking in one breath.

"Okay." Ding Guogong said that he was going to send someone up to make tea, and it seemed that he couldn't wait to taste this cloud tea.

At this time, night fell, the galaxy was far away, and seeing that it was getting late, Yuan Zhuo said: "Lord Guogong, since this is the case, my subordinates will return to the palace to resume their lives." ”

"Go, go, go." Dingguo Gong waved his hand when he heard this, and Yuan Zhuo bowed and bowed before heading to the East Palace.

"Father, what is this Yuan Zhuo talking about?" At this moment, the eldest son of Dingguo Gong walked in, and he passed by Yuan Zhuo outside the door, so late, I was a little curious about what Yuan Zhuo was talking about.

Dingguo Gong didn't call anyone else, so he waved his hand and asked his son to make tea for him, and listened to him: "Qin'er, come, make a cup of tea for your father and me." ”

Yuan Qin had long been accustomed to his father's excitement when he saw the tea, so he had no choice but to step forward, called someone to get hot water, and took the bamboo tube in his father's hand.

"You can be careful, this is Aze's filial piety to my old man." The appearance of Dingguo Gong made his son Yuan Qin helpless. I had to respond: "Okay, dad, don't worry." ”

At this time, the subordinate had also taken hot water, and saw Yuan Qin's flowing water

Suddenly, the tea leaves bloomed in the cup, a touch of heat curled up and steamed, and scattered, suddenly, the fragrance of tea overflowed, asking about the rich tea fragrance, Ding Guogong smiled, took the tea cup handed by his son, blew it carefully, and then tasted it in small sipes, the expression of enjoyment, simply.

Yuan Qin on the side also made himself a cup and drank tea with his father's appearance.

Not to mention, he, a layman, can taste it, this tea is not inferior to the Longjing tea that his father treasured.

……

Here, Jing Xi, who returned to the palace with his two younger brothers, went straight to his father's courtyard, and his father was still waiting for them.

"Father, I'm back."

"Father~"

"Father~"

Seeing that their father was waiting for them, the three sisters and brothers glanced at each other tacitly, and then stepped forward and snuggled up to their father's side, admiring each other.

"Coming back?" Seeing this, King Rong laughed.

"Well, today my sister took us to the teahouse to eat delicious food, and also bought sugar paintings, and the horses painted by the old man are the same as the real ones." This was said by Jing Yan, and while talking, he gestured, like his sister, his eyes lit up when he talked about eating.

……

On the second day, the sky was a little overcast, and the sun, which had been seen many times in recent days, seemed to have hid itself, as if resting behind the clouds.

This morning, Jing Xi was reading the piano score in the small building, and he heard Uncle Zhang come to report: "County Lord, the Prime Minister sent someone to hand over an invitation to the house." ”

"Oh? Prime Minister's House?" Jing Xi was surprised, put down the piano sheet in his hand, and took the invitation in Uncle Zhang's hand.

"It turned out to be Old Man Su's birthday, I know." Jingxi, everyone took a look at the invitation, and saw the handwriting of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the post, red and joyful, simple and atmospheric invitation, and then the words written with gilt pen and ink, and then took a look at the payment, hey, this is actually written by Prime Minister Su Cheng himself, no wonder this word looks strong and powerful.

"Then the county master, the old slave went down first." Uncle Zhang saw that the invitation had been transferred to the county lord, so he said.

"Thank you Uncle Zhang." Jing Xi solemnly put away the invitation and said to Uncle Zhang.

Hearing this, Uncle Zhang waved his hand again and again: "It's not hard, it's not hard, the old slave has retired." ”

……

At the same time, many officials in the capital received invitations written by the prime minister himself, and suddenly, the capital was lively for a while, especially those silk villages, garment pavilions, and various jewelry shops, etc., all of which were full of business.

Many young ladies and ladies from large families who received invitations came out to buy clothes, jewelry, heads and so on.

This situation made those merchants laugh and make a lot of money.

……

On the second day, heavy rain wet the cloisters, and the hazy twilight gradually darkened.

The courtyard in the palace is very elegant, but under the influence of this weather, a row of lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed in the heavy rain, the rain fell from the sky, wetting the bluestone road slab of the palace, Jing Xi stood in the small building and looked at the lake outside the window, under the heavy rain, the fish hid deep at the bottom of the lake, and the lotus leaves in the lotus pond not far away were washed by the rain and floated in the water.

"It's raining so hard." Behind Jing Xi

Shinyanagi sighed.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter are also in this small building, accompanying the county lord, perhaps accompanied by occasional thunder, they are worried that the county lord is afraid, so they unanimously accompany the side.

Jingxi: "......"

She's in Chunmian, are they so cowardly?

The two younger brothers didn't come to Xiaozhu to find Jing Xi, the two of them had their father by their side, and Jing Xi didn't worry about them at all. Presumably, this father should be doing his homework with that cub.

"County Lord, have you finished reading this score?" Qiu Ju asked curiously.

Even Xinliu was surprised, after the pianist turmoil a few years ago, the palace never invited a violinist again, as for who his county lord learned the piano score, Xinliu really didn't know.

Not really.

After Jing Xi drove away the violinist named Baimei four years ago, he didn't recruit a violinist in the house. In the future world, in addition to a body of ancient martial arts, the sound attack Jingxi is also proficient, but it is the flute that is used, four years ago at the state banquet she felt that the guqin was elegant, and she wanted to learn it when she was interested.

After Baimei was driven away, Xiao Yichen ordered someone to send a lot of piano scores and a phoenix tail piano, and he personally taught Jing Xi to read the piano scores, and then learned to play the piano later.

However, Jing Xi practiced in the space and never showed it in front of people, and she didn't care about the reputation of the idea anyway. It's just not doing her job, which is more to her liking.

"I've read it a long time ago, but this time it's just idle and boring, so I flipped through it."

Can the county lord play? Chunmian and the others didn't ask this, the county lord was so powerful in their eyes, and looking at the county lord's appearance, it was clearly a confident expression.

"Xinyanagi, you said, this is going to the Prime Minister's Mansion tomorrow for a banquet, I don't know if the rain will stop by then." Seriously, Jing Xi doesn't hate rainy days, but the thought of it going to rain tomorrow is more troublesome.

However, this rainy day is really suitable for laziness, thinking like this, Jing Xi feels like sleeping.

"County Lord, this rain is God's business, and the slave and maid can't say for sure......" Hearing this, Xinliu couldn't cry or laugh. Even the four of them on the side, Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, thought the county lord was so cute.

Jing Xi's expression is light, the face of the deceptive frost Saixue is handsome, the cheeks are ruddy, the apricot eyebrows are crooked, the clear and agile eyes look at the clear and agile sky outside the window, the focus of the line of sight falls on the placement in the small building, the delicate and elegant wind with a trace of moisture blows slightly, Jing Xi closes his eyes, the whole body is comfortable, extremely comfortable.

"Actually, this rainy day is also quite good, you look at the rain, clean the whole sky, I believe that when the rain stops, the air must be very fresh."

Xinliu and the others looked at their own master who was leisurely and comfortable, slightly stunned, and involuntarily showed a smile, and their hearts were also relaxed.

They feel that every time they follow the county lord, they make people feel relaxed and warm, and at this moment when they have the master by their side, no matter how heavy the heart is, they will follow her laughter and leave it behind for the time being. Well, they don't have any heavy worries.

Not only Xinliu was happy, but so were the four people in spring, summer, autumn and winter, the county lord

Really an amazing person.

As for the other side, in the courtyard of the father, as Jing Xi expected, the father and the king sat at the table with his two younger brothers to learn to read and write, anyway, it is inconvenient to do it in this kind of weather, so it is better to study.

It rained heavily for nearly a day, until twilight fell, the stars were far away, and when the rain stopped, a crescent moon hung in the night, surrounded by stars.

……

The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. The green water is full and the peach blossoms are scorching.

The next day, it was Mr. Su's birthday, Xu is the beauty of the heavens, yesterday it rained heavily, and today the sky is clear.

The weather in April is extraordinarily gentle, with a warm breeze and warm sun, and the drifting clouds flutter in the blue sky.

In the courtyard of the palace, the scenery that got up early in the morning enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the lotus pond, the lotus flowers were fresh and elegant, graceful and light, just like a gentle and refined woman, the style came, standing in the lotus pond in a room, making people intoxicated, swaying in the breeze, in a thousand postures, the air was filled with sweet, faint fragrance, refreshing, pleasant, and reverie.

It can really be said: "Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons." The middle is straight and the outside is straight, not vines and branches. The fragrance is far away and clear, and the pavilion is pure and planted, which can be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed. Jing Xi sighed.

(End of chapter)