Western State. In front of the Assassin's House.

Wrapped in the might of the cavalry battalion, Li Su stepped into the Assassin's Mansion with one heavy foot, and Wang Zhu and Zheng Xiaolou followed behind him, while Jiang Quan gave an order, and the cavalry battalion soldiers let out an overwhelming shout of killing and rushed into the Assassin's Mansion.

Everyone couldn't help but stop when they entered the Thorn Mansion, the vestibule in the mansion was quiet and empty, dozens of bare poplar trees were quietly spread around the vestibule, and a winding path in the middle led to the front hall.

Under the corridor of the front hall, an old servant of Longzhong was cleaning, looking slow, quiet and calm, and there was no one else.

Unexpectedly, Cao Yu's last stubborn resistance did not come, or rather, Cao Yu's last line of defense was Xiang Tian and the soldiers of Zhichong Mansion outside the mansion.

After seeing the quiet scene of the Assassin's Mansion, Li Su decisively raised his hand, and Jiang Quan hurriedly stopped the soldiers who were shouting and killing.

I don't know where there was a melodious guqin sound, the sound of the qin was sad and simple, full of a sense of sorrow and vicissitudes, as if there was an indescribable magic, the desireless and indisputable tune gradually washed away the rich military spirit in the Assassin's Mansion, Li Su stood quietly in the vestibule, closed his eyes and listened for a long time, and the corners of his mouth showed a meaningful smile.

After a long time, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and then Cao Yu's calm and indifferent voice came from far away in the front hall.

"If you come to the door as a guest, are you willing to cook tea with Cao and discuss the success or failure of the world?"

Li Su rubbed his face, which had been condensed and solemn just now, and said with a smile: "Today, Li really became a layman who burned the qin and boiled cranes, and he really lived up to the good day and taste, a sin!" ”

After speaking, Li Su smiled, raised his hand and waved it back, and then, Jiang Quan led the soldiers step by step from the vestibule back to the gate. Only Wang Zhu and Zheng Xiaolou followed Li Su step by step.

The three of them walked through the dilapidated poplar forest in the vestibule, and walked to the entrance of the front hall and stood still.

Cao Yu is wearing a white robe today, with a few plum blossoms embroidered on the round neck, with a pure white background of the clothes, as noble and arrogant as a plum in the snow.

Cao Yu stood under the corridor in the front hall. looked at Li Su quietly, without any joy or anger on his face, as if looking at a stranger, until Li Su walked to the front hall and stood still, Cao Yu raised his hand and gave a salute and made a gesture to invite in.

Li Su did not hesitate, raised his legs and walked up to the entrance, quietly took off his shoes, and walked into the hall. Wang Zhu and Zheng Xiaolou behind him hesitated. still followed Li Su into the front hall.

There is an iron kettle in the middle of the front hall, charcoal is burning underneath, the water in the kettle is boiling, gurgling and bubbling, and the heat is curling, like a fairyland.

Next to the iron kettle is a low table, on which many small plates are placed in wooden trays, each filled with various tea spices. Ginger, fennel. Orange peel, dogwood, butter, etc., a couch is placed on each side of the low table.

Li Su looked at it for a while, then stepped forward and knelt on the guest seat on the couch, looking at Cao Yu with a smile.

Cao Yu has always behaved calmly. After kneeling on the couch, he gently stirred the boiling water in the kettle with a wooden spoon a few times, and then poured some butter into it with a solemn expression, put a small rub of fennel, and continued to stir......

"Li Bei drove from Xizhou to take office. I haven't treated each other with a tea ceremony, it is true that Cao has neglected, now it is different from the past, you and I might as well taste the three flavors of this tea first, and then talk about grievances, how about it? ”

Li Su arched his hand and smiled: "I can taste Cao Tingshi's tea cooking skills, and I am willing to sweep the couch and receive the teaching." ”

Cao Yu raised his head and glanced at Li Su deeply, and a smile finally appeared on his expressionless face.

"Actually, I should have talked to Li Beijia about cooking tea a long time ago, maybe ......"

Before he finished speaking, Cao Yu shook his head, with a hint of bitterness on his face, and then lowered his head and continued to cook tea.

Li Su smiled: "It's not too late today, the time is just right." ”

Wang Zhu and Zheng Xiaolou looked at the two of them quite incomprehensibly, only to feel that this portrayal was very wrong.

It's not normal.,The two should have a bloody fight when they meet.,And then a few words of condolences to each other's ancestors and female elders.,And express a strong desire to have a super friendship relationship with each other's female elders is the right style of painting......

Now the two people who are enemies are sitting together cooking tea and talking about Taoism, laughing at each other very friendly, just erecting a guqin in the hall, one talking about the mountains and flowing water, and the other listening with his eyes closed, the bosom friend is a mess, and the picture is also harmonious and friendly.

The picture continues to be harmonious.

Cao Yu still unhurriedly put various ingredients into the boiling water, while Li Su closed his eyes with a smile, as if he was feeling the five flavors of life in the tea soup, and nodded lightly from time to time, as if praising Cao Yu's tea cooking techniques.

Cooking tea is a very troublesome and cumbersome thing, and the waiting time is very long, "its boiling is like a fish, the slight sound is a boil, the edge is like a spring and beads are two boiling, and the Tengbo drum wave is three boiling", to be precise, this kind of tea cooking method is actually not called tea, but called "tea soup", the taste of this tea soup is promoted everywhere by the elegant and poor cooking skills to the scum of the celebrities, saying that the taste of tea soup is in line with the essence of Confucianism, and each taste corresponds to a kind of Confucian truth, so tea soup has become an elegant thing that the magnates and celebrities are qualified to cook.

What does this stuff taste like? Think of all kinds of ginger, green onions, orange peels, butter, and all sorts of messy things sprinkled in it, well, and you have to sprinkle some salt. Decades later, there will be a saint who will be born, and when he grows up, he will have a soft spot for tea, but he only loves tea leaves, not tea soup, this saint's name is Lu Yu, how does the tea saint describe the taste of tea soup today?

He described tea soup as "ditch wastewater".

It can be seen how the tea saint dislikes today's tea cooking techniques.

At this moment, Li Su knelt in the front hall, smiling and watching Cao Yu slowly sprinkling ginger, green onions, and salt into the kettle, to be honest, Li Su actually refused in his heart......

In the spare time of cooking tea, the two remained silent, Cao Yu's expression was very solemn, he was a scholar, a serious scholar, since cooking tea is related to Confucianism, then cooking tea is naturally a very sacred and serious matter.

I don't know how long it took, Cao Yu stared at the boiling water in front of him, and finally spoke lightly.

"Li don't know it, I am Zhenguan two years of Jinshi, when the palace test, His Majesty personally stood in front of the Taiji Hall to greet me and other 134 Jinshi, waiting for me to stand in front of the palace, His Majesty preemptively gave us a salute, he said, 'The family and the country, thousands of Li people, it will be entrusted to you', when His Majesty this ceremony, this sentence, caused one hundred and thirty-four Jinshi to cry bitterly, and returned the courtesy, in front of the Taiji Hall Manchu Dynasty civil and military, vow to shed the last drop of hard work for the Tang Dynasty Sheji to stop......"

Cao Yu stared at the boiling tea soup expressionlessly, but his eyes were full of tears.

Li Su looked at him quietly, and through the rising hot mist, he only saw the plum blossoms on the round collar of Cao Yu's white clothes, red as blood. (To be continued......)