41st: [Tea Delivery] (Today is the first day of 2013, Happy New Year, everyone!) Wu Bi has a New Year's wish, hoping to collect a thousand on the first day of the new year, because it is now more than nine hundred, dear you are not powerful, quickly add to the bookshelf! The exciting plot begins below. ）

Su Mi vomited again last night.

But compared to the last time, the situation is much better, I don't vomit too much, I wash off the things on my hands, and I don't vomit anymore.

Then that night, for the first time, the two young couples fell asleep contentedly at the same time.

Before dawn the next day, Li Chengqian was woken up by Su Mi again.

After taking a bite of Su Mi's swaying white rabbit, he reluctantly got up.

After another toss like yesterday morning, Li Chengqian, who was dressed in a big red robe, got into the carriage and went to work.

In front of the carriage was Long Liang as a driver, followed by Zeng Yi and a group of eunuchs. As soon as Li Chengqian got into the carriage, he saw most of the tea bags in the car, nodded with satisfaction, and went to work!

When he arrived at Taiji Gate, Li Chengqian asked the eunuchs to move the tea bags down, and then when he arrived at the Taiji Palace, he saw a few officials coming, and gave each official a bag of tea with a smile.

When the officials got the tea bags and opened them, they were shocked at first, and then they saw the more than 200 bags behind Li Chengqian, and then they remembered yesterday's events, and the expressions on their faces became richer.

The officials who came one after another were all given one package, and the officials who were fined three months with Li Chengqian yesterday were given two packages.

"Uncle, this is for you." Li Chengqian saw Li Xiaogong coming, and gave away two packs with a smile.

Li Xiaogong opened the tea bag curiously, and saw that it was yesterday's tea, and it was much better than yesterday's tea, and he couldn't help but gasp.

I don't know how many feet yesterday's tea was trampled on before it reached Li Xiaogong's hands, and the current intact tea is naturally better than yesterday's.

"This? ......" Lee Hyo-gong is a bit like he's out of breath!

"Uncle will be angry when I finish speaking......," Li Chengqian stabilized him first, "This tea was fried in my East Palace, and then I sent it to my mother, I didn't know that my mother would give it to my father, and my father and emperor gave it to Fang Wei, and then Cheng Yasha begged for tea in front of hundreds of officials, and then everyone ...... At that time, I didn't know that this tea belonged to my East Palace, and I knew that I would also remind my uncle, but ...... Hehe, so I'm sending it to Uncle right now. ”

"Cheng Yasha ???" Li Xiaogong looked at Li Chengqian playfully.

"Huh?" This stupid mouth even said this nickname.

"But it's appropriate." Li Xiaogong nodded, "Well, this tea also smells good, but it's just two small packets, I'm afraid that after drinking it, the old man will have no more tea to drink." ”

"Uncle is done drinking, you can come to the East Palace to get it at any time." Li Chengqian assured.

This uncle is a good person, what is it to send a tea.

Hearing this, Li Xiaogong nodded with satisfaction. Then he entered the temple and bragged to the officials about how he was immortal after drinking tea last night.

Half of the tea bags are delivered, and the protagonist finally arrives.

Cheng Yasha was still very domineering, and when the other officials saw him, they hurriedly flashed to the side and made way for Cheng Yasha to make way for Cheng Yasha. Cheng Yasha still showed a row of teeth, smiling at these officials in a hideous and terrifying manner.

When he saw Li Chengqian distributing tea bags to the officials, he was very curious, and when he walked to Li Chengqian's side, he couldn't help but look at it twice with curiosity.

Li Chengqian naturally wouldn't give Cheng Yasha tea and directly ignored him.

After Cheng Yasha entered, he looked back very depressedly, but bumped into an old man who was smelling tea leaves, the old man was scolded by Cheng Yasha for a few words, and the tea was snatched by him to take a look, and then swept around the people, everyone had tea in their hands, Cheng Yasha realized what Li Chengqian was sharing outside, and his face couldn't help but look good.

The black-faced door god came, and also got a bag of tea from Li Chengqian, he opened it and smiled, and when he walked in, he saw Cheng Yasha, and immediately put his arm on his shoulder, and said: "I knew that this tea was not rare, why did you and I beat you to death yesterday?" How about it, how much sour plum soup did you drink when you went home yesterday to moisten your throat? Hey, why is your face darker than mine? ”

"Get out of the way, be careful old man take your dog's head!" Cheng Yasha shouted in a thunderous voice.

The black-faced door god looked down, Cheng Yasha didn't have tea, understood, wahahaha......

Cheng Yasha wanted to kill the black-faced door god, only to hear the sound of the bell tower outside, and the court meeting began.

When Lao Li came in, his face was very ugly.

After all, yesterday because he didn't have much tea in his hand, he let his team fight, and the next day his son brought a large amount of tea, one pack per person, and everyone smiled, this is a slap in the face of Lao Li, or a big slap!

Li Chengqian hurriedly stood up and dedicated the remaining more than 20 bags of tea to Lao Li, and said that this tea was still in the trial period yesterday, so it was not dedicated to Lao Li, but he didn't expect that the tea sent to the queen to taste would come to Lao Li, and then there was a misunderstanding in the back, which made Lao Li's face look better.

Lao Li is narcissistic Mingjun, and he has always rewarded and punished clearly, so he gave him some money and cloth very embarrassedly. Li Chengqian is very old fritter today, saying that this tea is not his own credit, as well as the crown princess Su Mi, the hemp palm food of the kitchen, etc., and then let Lao Li break the bank.

After facing down, Li Chengqian looked at Cheng Yasha's black and oppressive face, and was very happy.

Coming back from the Lizheng Palace, the master who taught Li Chengqian today was not Kong Yingda or Yu Zhining, but a bachelor of Lu, and he was also a Confucian scholar when he introduced him. Today's study is the Book of Poetry, Li Chengqian first asked Master Lu to read it once, so that he could add punctuation, and then enter the normal class time.

Before the previous class was over, the big man Long Liang walked in and whispered, "Your Highness, the crown princess asked me to tell you that Dr. Sun has found it." ”

"Who?"

"Sun Simiao!"

"Ahh Li Chengqian almost jumped up, "Wheelchair, Zeng Yi, go back." ”

"Your Highness......" Master Lu shouted.

"Teacher, I'm asking for leave!" Li Chengqian's voice came from outside the Zhengwen Palace.

I rushed to the Hall of Virtue, but I didn't see anyone. Su Mi said that the people were still outside the East Palace and had not been summoned, so he had to ask Zeng Yi to go down and summon people in, and Li Chengqian was waiting in the Xiande Palace.

Zeng Yi summoned not one person, but two people.

When Li Chengqian saw this ordinary clothes in gray and blue, he was not tall, and he looked thin and dark, like an African native. With long black hair and a thick beard, he looks like a peasant uncle in his forties!

Behind the peasant uncle was a gray-headed and gray-faced boy in a sleeveless gray coat pulling the corners of his coat, as if he was going to go down to the field with his family.

How awkward is this, doesn't it mean that Sun Simiao and Sun Yaowang are almost sixty years old at this time, could it be that the village chief grandfather in the previous life got Sun Yaowang's age wrong, or did he find the wrong person?

"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince." The peasant uncle pulled the boy to kneel down and saluted Li Chengqian.

In these days, when the peasants saw the emperor and the crown prince, they also called themselves ministers. Unlike the later Ming and Qing dynasties, they wanted to call themselves slaves, grass people, and untouchables.

"Get up, don't kneel!" Li Chengqian stretched out his hand to help, and then asked, "Are you really Sun Simiao?" ”

The farmer uncle was stunned for a moment, and then smiled humorously: "Uh~ The old man has been called this name for more than sixty years, which is certain." ”