Wandering along the Toyo River, the long bamboo rows pushed the waves, and the crystal waves jumped up the raft from time to time, and then returned to the river through the gap between the bamboos, and they seemed to be enjoying the game, jumping up and down, jumping and sliding again

The painful Yun Ye could only watch the waves pushed away by the bamboo raft boredly.

It's been three hours, it's been three hours on this small river, you gentlemen don't seem to be tired, a few people stand on the raft, pointing at the shape of the mountain bag, from time to time make a few sounds of admiration, there are many kinds of mountain bags along the way, the mountain bag that looks like a wild boar is very wonderful, and I don't see them write a few poems for it, and they are alone for this mountain bag to dump?

Yun Ye had already come up with the idea of inviting a few gentlemen to visit the real mountain bag in Yanlai Tower, and there was no need to be obscene with the dirt bag overgrown with trees, even if he buried you on it, he would not be able to taste the sweet fragrance of ten zhang of soft red.

The dishes are delicious, the wine is strong, and the Yun family can guarantee their quality.

Forget about the tea, Yun Ye still can't accept the strange taste of the Tang people, grinding a very fine powder, using a bamboo brush to make a dark green foam in a black porcelain bowl, adding green onions and ginger, and then carefully sprinkling a little ground nutmeg powder, oh my God, he actually has to add salt and a small spoon of mutton fat?

This is the famous sencha in Shuzhong? Zhao Fu, who is wide-dressed and has wide sleeves, Zhao Yanling sits on the tail of the bamboo row and meticulously carries out the various processes of sencha, the movements are beautiful, simple and solemn, the etiquette is impeccable, and the heart of the guests is completely expressed, and the face is solemn, full of awe of heaven and earth

The six of them sat around the small red clay stove, watching Zhao Yanling order tea and divide tea, and their eyes were full of appreciation.

Taking the tea cup held by Zhao Yanling with both hands, Yun Ye had a look of admiration on his face, and his heart was full of hatred for killing Zhao Yanling's entire family.

The smell of grass, the smell of mutton, the stimulation of green onion and ginger, the bitterness of tea, the saltiness of salt, and the spice taste of nutmeg Yun Ye thoroughly understood what it means to be lustful and immortal, and he had to show an expression of extreme enjoyment on his face, because the five old gentlemen were like that, Yun Ye had tears in his heart, and he had to use the strongest endurance to restrain himself from spitting it out, taking a sip of the deadly poison in the porcelain cup, and loudly praised Zhao Yanling's sencha kung fu.

It attracted four pairs of disdainful glances.

Mr. Yushan snorted: "Cow chewing peony, such a wonderful sencha how can there be a reason to drink dry, to slowly taste the changes in the taste, tea and green onion is a change, tea and ginger is a change, tea and green onion and ginger is a change, with salt, and nutmeg, a total of 25 changes, the fun in this to taste with heart, plus the sheep fat in which to play a role in the auxiliary, so that the monarch and the minister to assist in their place, in line with my Confucian teachings, is really the highest enjoyment of life, the child does not know the period of wonderful use, like a thirsty horse running to the spring, It's really insulting. ”

Yun Ye bowed down to show that he was taught, and everyone took their eyes off him, very satisfied with his humble and teachable appearance.

After drinking the remaining tea, Zhao Yanling took out the pine cones that were about to burn out in the furnace with an iron tong, absorbed the water in the river, and washed the tea set carefully until there was no stain at all, and then rinsed it with water and put it in a wooden box, completing the whole sencha process.

"Brother Wen Ji, I thought that this tour would return empty-handed, and I didn't want to have Wen Ji, Yushan, Yuanzhang, and Lishi to help me, so that I could have the opportunity to display my talents, and I am grateful." Yang Shou said it sincerely, and it seems that the Shu Chinese people are also excluded by the gate valve.

"Brother Panshan's words are inappropriate, if you don't have real talent and real learning, the old man can't help even if he wants to, after all, Yushan Academy is hand-picked by His Majesty, and the courtyard is full of meritorious deeds, the children of the royal family, the old man doesn't dare to be careless." Li Gang's discipline is so distinctive, help is helped, and it will definitely not be unprincipled. …,

"Yunhou Xiaoyou, the old man heard in Chang'an that you are a different teacher, arithmetic is unfathomable, and has the ambition to create the science of things, the old man is deeply admired, two of the thirteen disciples are also specialized in arithmetic, although this time defeated by Huang Zhien, it is really not as good as others, and I hope that Yunhou will carry it a lot."

Before Yun Ye could answer, Mr. Yuan Zhang said first: "That Huang Zhien is just a clown jumping off the beam in the eyes of Yunhou, the old man heard that in Longyou Yunhou because of the hard work of making salt for days, he slept in the tent of Marshal Lu, that Huang Zhien has a little talent and learning, and he does not measure his strength to provoke Yunhou."

When Yunhou woke up from a dream, he convinced Huang Zhien in a few words, and gave him two new pictures of Pythagorean regardless of his previous suspicions, which led to the arrogant scene of this son in Chang'an. "

"But the Pythagorean square chart, and the Pythagorean expansion chart?" Zhao Yanling hurriedly asked.

"Exactly, one picture was created by Zhao Shuang Xianzhe, and the other picture was made by a family teacher, and Huang Zhien was taught to him when he saw that he had some talents." Yun Ye said carelessly.

Zhao Yanling slammed his fist on the bamboo raft, and said hatefully: "Yanshan, Bo Yuan and the two of them are missing under these two pictures, if they come to Yushan earlier, our generation will not be humiliated by others." "

"Shut up! Losing is losing, whether it is losing to the groom, or losing to the Confucian, there is no difference between the two, in the final analysis, it is still not good at learning, and when he is young, he will make a comeback day by day, why should he take a win or loss to heart. There are four great Confucians in Yushan Academy, and there are such arithmetic geniuses as Yunhou, you are teaching and educating people in the academy, while humbly asking a few of them for advice, within three years, when you are emerging, your heart is like the immobility of the mountains, and the mind is like the uneasiness of flowing water, have you forgotten the teachings for many years? Yang Shou's few words were fierce, and he hated the meaning that iron could not become steel.

"Hehe, why is Brother Panshan angry, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, don't be a horse and a cow for your children and grandchildren, your teacher responsibility has already been fulfilled, and the rest depends on their creation, come and come, since ancient times, tea is to cleanse troubles, wine is to forget worries, and let me wait for a drink, forget about this worldly dispute, how about sending love to the landscape?" Mr. Yushan still looks free and easy, indifferent, carrying the wine pot to pour wine for a few people, the white and bright wine line from the spout, drawing an arc, and after a while, it will be filled with wine glass.

Yang Shou took a deep breath and waited for the wine to enter his lungs, and only exhaled after a long time, and sighed: "Such a beautiful wine, I don't know if the old man can still drink it in this life." After speaking, he drank the wine in the cup and shouted, "Come again"!

On that day, Yang was drunk on the Dongyang River, singing and dancing wildly, crying and crying for a while, chanting the ambition of the mountains for a while, and suffering to himself the next moment, after screaming a few times, a pestle fell asleep in Zhao Yanling's arms.

The people on the raft were all in tears.

Who cries the most in the seat? Yunhou, without it, sencha is just nausea.

After telling the story of tea and wine, I can't help but think of the bitterness of parting with my brother, and I hope that my brother will always be worry-free and happy until he is old.

Yun Ye respectfully