Text Chapter 328: Bosom Friend Lane

Yi'er also sighed, pondered for a moment, looked up at Jiang You, and said, "Master, am I useless?" Just for such an ungrateful girl, I always feel very bad in my heart? ”

Jiang You stroked Yi'er's cheek and said, "Fool, where is this useful or useless?" This is just the embodiment of your pure mind and unwillingness to careless of human life. After a pause, he gently smoothed Yi'er's hair and said, "Okay, okay, I know that this is the first person you ordered to be executed, and it is normal for me to feel uncomfortable." It's just that when we live in the world, we will always meet such and such people, some of whom are our dearest and dearest, and who we are determined to protect, if their lives are threatened or even have been substantially harmed, do we have to ignore them? Sometimes, in order to protect our loved ones, then attacking our enemies becomes the only option, Yi'er, it's not your fault, you have to harden your heart. ”

Yi'er buried her head and said softly: "Master, I understand all this, I just... Some can't accept it. ”

Jiang You said: "The matter has passed, so you don't have to think about it anymore, if you really don't want to do these things, the master will arrange it for you in the future." ”

Yi'er shook her head and said, "Since I am married to my master, I should take care of these things, otherwise, in the future, how will I take charge of the housekeeper for my master?" Don't worry, I'll be fine after a while. ”

In the east of Yundu, out of Dongzhimen, there is a ten-mile willow bridge, said to be a bridge, in fact it is just an official road, only because the Qingyun River out of Yundu is out of Dongzhimen, and this ten-mile official road, built along the river, by the river, the willow that is planted is to people jokingly call the ten-mile willow bridge.

Dongzhi Gate outside but 100 meters, there is the official pavilion, the name of the folding willow pavilion, take the meaning of folding the willow to send friends, in the opposite side of the folding willow pavilion, there is a tea house, the name of the bosom friend lane, the name is to obtain elegance, in fact, it is a simple tea shed, more than a dozen tables and chairs, a counter, the shopkeeper is a young woman, born capable, but not lose the beauty, wrapped the head, surrounded by the cloth, when the guests are few, they will personally make tea in the furnace room to drink, to also feel comfortable.

Crossing ten miles of willow bridge is more than the merchants who go in and out of Yundu and the passers-by who go to the folding willow pavilion, walk tired and thirsty, then enter the tea house to ask for a cup of tea to drink, now it is the cold winter of the wax moon, the people who come in to drink tea are very few, occasionally there are one or two guests, it is considered good.

At noon, there was an accident in the tea house in Zhiyin Lane, and the two ruffians saw that the shopkeeper was doing well, and made a joke, but they were kicked out by a son who happened to be drinking tea in the tea house.

The two ruffians scolded and scolded, but the shopkeeper of the tea house frowned, walked to the boy's table, blessed his body, and said, "The slave family thanks the son for his righteous help." ”

The boy smiled lightly and said: "Tea tasting needs an atmosphere, those two laymen disturbed the master's Yaxing, and the master sent them away just for the sake of the master's own purity, and the shopkeeper doesn't need to thank him." ”

The female shopkeeper thought for a while and said, "If the slave family is not mistaken, in the past ten days and half a month, the son will come over every afternoon to taste a cup of tea." ”

"The tea here is commonplace, but the heat of the tea is not comparable to those prestigious teahouses and tea shops in the city. To the shopkeeper who does not hide it, the master has always loved tea and become obsessed, this bosom friend lane, far away, but reading the fragrance, the master does not come for a day, and the soul is not kept. ”

The female shopkeeper smiled: "Gongzi Miao praised." When the slave family saw that the son was dressed up, he was afraid that he was undoubtedly a nobleman in Beijing, did he want to drink any good tea? The slave family here is indeed too simple and shabby, and the son is here, so he really loses his identity. ”

Childe laughed and said, "It's just an identity, if you don't have a friend to accompany you, what's the use of being noble?" The shopkeeper here, although it is a humble room, don't you hear that the ancients have clouds: the mountain is not high, the name is immortal, the water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual? What's more, the shopkeeper's name is good, Bosom Friend Lane, only this name is brewed, and the grandfather comes a day ago, and he is also happy. ”

This female shopkeeper was naturally Zhao Xiangyu who was taken back to the capital by Yi'er, at this time, after listening to the words of the son, pondering for a while, turning around and letting the okra serve a bowl of tea, Zhao Xiangyu took it and handed it over in person.

The boy was slightly stunned and said, "The shopkeeper is going to invite the master to tea?" ”

Zhao Xiangyu said: "This is forget worry tea, the son tastes it, but can you still eat it?" ”

"Forget your worries?" Childe was stunned for a moment and said, "Ye boasts that he knows a lot about the tea scriptures in the world, but he has never heard of this kind of tea." He took the tea bowl, sniffed it, frowned, and said, "Why is there such a big smell of wine?" ”

Zhao Xiangyu said: "This is the root of worry-free soaked in Fenjiu for three days, supplemented by golden grass, white chrysanthemum, mint leaves and water boiled for two hours before it is completed, which can clear the heat and relieve the fire, forget the worries and relieve sorrows." ”

"Forget your worries?"

Zhao Xiangyu said: "The slave family remembers that the first time the son came to the bosom friend lane, he ordered a cup of Mao Feng, the second day he asked for Longjing, and then he drank Qi Hong and rock tea, but in the past few days, the son ordered all the Blue Mountain bitter tea, bitter tea and the like, the slave family did not dare to speculate, but if the son is not happy, try this forgetful tea, maybe it will be better." ”

Childe was stunned for a long time, but he didn't drink the bowl of worry-free tea, gently put it on the table, and said, "The shopkeeper's kindness, the master understands it." It's just sorrow and trouble, with the help of external objects, maybe you can forget it for a while, how can you hide for a lifetime? The lord has never borrowed wine to drown his sorrows, and the habit of forgetting his worries with tea, the road ahead is full of thorns, which is the way that the lord himself chooses, and the lord wants to go on without hesitation. After saying that, he got up and walked towards the outside of the tea house, and his attendant hurriedly stepped forward, put a silver ingot on the table, and followed him out of the tea house.

After untying his horse outside the tea house, he turned over and went up, but he didn't enter the city, and galloped a few miles along the Shili Liuqiao Bridge, Yang Tingcai took the reins and slowed down.

Wu Jin in the back chased after him, but the people and horses were so tired that they were a little out of breath, and they got closer, Wu Jin couldn't take care of his breath, and said urgently: "Master, don't we enter the palace?" ”

Yang Ting said: "My father has always said that I am a prince who can't hold my breath and is carefree, even so, what is the difference between entering the palace a moment earlier and entering the palace a moment later?" ”

Wu Jin didn't dare to persuade more, so he only reined in his horse and followed behind Yang Ting with a short horse's head.

Yang Ting sighed and said, "When is the teacher expected to enter Beijing?" ”

Wu Jin said: "In the cold winter, the official roads along the Liangshan Road have long been frozen, and it is difficult for cars and horses to travel, and even if the old general is light and simple, it is impossible to enter Beijing before Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

Yang Ting frowned and said, "What did you start saying that my father announced me today?" ”

Wu Jin was stunned for a moment, these days, none of the things that happened outside were smooth, even those who were slow to react could see that almost every one of these things was aimed at his grandfather, he replied in front of his grandfather every day, and he was careful with twelve points, maybe he had heard too much bad news these days, and his grandfather didn't care about it, so that if he replied to his grandfather just now, his grandfather would forget about it and ask again! I had to say: "The news came out from the palace, saying that the Jiangnan Tea Ceremony transfer yamen was in short supply, and the emperor intended to appoint a prince to go to Pizhou to investigate the matter thoroughly. ”

When Wu Jin said this, there was still a trace of excitement in his eyes, his grandfather had been suppressed for so many years, and the emperor finally remembered to use him, which was indeed the only good thing that made people happy in recent days.

It's just that Yang Ting's face is still faint, and even, after listening to Wu Jin's words, his brows are tightly wrinkled together, Wu Jin is a little puzzled, and asks tentatively: "Master, but what's wrong?" ”

Yang Ting shook his head slightly, and said, "It is precisely because the master can't see anything wrong that he feels that this matter is extremely unusual. ”

Wu Jin didn't understand for a while, and said: "The master has been dormant for so many years, and the emperor has not officially assigned an errand to the master, and now this matter is a good start, why is the master still a little hesitant?" ”

Yang Ting snorted coldly and said, "You have been with your master for a long time, so how big of a deal can the Jiangnan Tea Ceremony Transfer Yamen be?" It's not a salt road transfer yamen. Besides, this thing is too coincidental, even if there is something really wrong with the tea ceremony yamen, it is not just this year's thing, why not make trouble sooner or later, but at this time? ”

Wu Jin became more and more puzzled, and said, "Now at this time? What's going on at this time now? Master, the slave is stupid and can't see the trick. ”

Yang Ting said: "It's very simple, everything is not going well during this time, but you should also know who is going to deal with the master behind his back." ”

"It's the Marquis of Weiqin's mansion."

"That's not it. With the power of the Marquis of Weiqin's Mansion, he is trying to deal with the master, this sesame matter of the Jiangnan Tea Ceremony transfer Yamen, do you think the Marquis of Weiqin will let this matter go to his father? In the final analysis, it doesn't matter what happened to the yamen, the important thing is not to have anything to do with tea, the master is the name of the tea addict who is personally appreciated by the emperor, even if it is a gentleman, it will inevitably remind people of the master when it comes to tea, do you think that with Wei Daohuai's scheming methods, there will be such an obvious mistake? ”

"That ......"

Yang Ting sneered twice and said: "My father and emperor have recruited the master into the palace, and I am afraid that he also has the intention of sending the master to Jiangnan, this trip to Jiangnan cannot be postponed, but on the road, it will not be easy to go." ”

Wu Jin thought for a moment, and then said: "Actually, the slave has never understood, so didn't Gonggong Liu fall into the hands of the prince of Ningguo?" Why has the Ningguo Mansion not moved, but the Weiqin Marquis Mansion stood up, making enemies of the Lord everywhere, vowing to kill them all, and he was willing to give up? ”

Yang Ting shook his head and said, "You, it's indeed too simple. Who is Jiang You, and what are his methods? In the past, the master had only heard about it, but this time the master really understood. is silent, but he has already thrown bricks and jade, and he has watched coldly, and he has already borrowed a knife to kill people. This man is indeed too good, and he is a rare talent. Wei Daohuai is old, and the battle between the Marquis of Weiqin Mansion and the Duke of Ningguo is already doomed to win or lose before it has even started! ”