Zhong Weiwei half-lowered her eyelashes, stretched out her white and slender hand, felt the breeze, temperature, and sunshine, and listened to the sound of water at the same time.

"Up!" She shouted crisply, and Chen Shaoming immediately lifted the silver bottle and handed it to her.

The magnolia-like fingers quickly moved, first scalding the lamp, then filling it with water, and the bamboo whisk struck the even and delicate soup flower under perfect control.

Zhong Weiwei has a smile on the corner of her lips, she is content, not in the competition, but in enjoyment, she is enjoying the whole process, the fragrant tea leaves, the clean and sweet mountain spring, after the baptism of fire, gathered together, through her hands, transformed into the most complex and long-lasting taste in the world.

Her gesture caught everyone's eye.

Chonghua in the stands, Empress Dowager Wei, Concubine Lu Taigui, Lu Chun, Hu Zizhi, and Zhong Xinran hiding in the corner, Chen Junqing, Nan Xiaoqiao and others on the tea table, Li Shang and countless Dongling tea masters.

Compared with her calmness, Mei Xun is another posture - slightly sad and very dignified, every time her fingers move, they are as heavy as a thousand catties.

The mood of the tea master will greatly affect his state, and it is directly related to the taste of tea.

In the simplest words, the food made by happy people tastes good.

Li Shangwei closed his eyes, and there was a chill in his heart, it seemed that today's game was lost.

She looked up at Chonghua and smiled at him, smiling at him, smiling brightly and warmly, almost blinding Chonghua's eyes.

His Majesty the Emperor hid his hand in his sleeve, wiped the cold sweat in his palm on his sleeve, but gave Zhong Wei the only brighter and more confident smile on his face without hesitation, let it go, even if the sky falls, I will give you a top!

Zhong Weiwei didn't understand what he wanted to convey at all, her eyes were misty, she looked up at the sky, the blue sky, the snow-white flowing clouds, the leaves of the old locust tree were shining, the birds were chirping in the branches, and the palace in the distance was also shining.

She lowered her gaze and saw countless pairs of longing eyes, looking at her with great trust and anticipation.

Victory!

She lowered her eyes, her fingers moved slightly, and she conjured up a majestic picture of the country!

The mountains and rivers of Qixiong, the rushing rivers and seas, a round of red sun erupts!

"Freehand!" Chen Shaoming only glanced at it, and couldn't help but shout: "Okay! ”

Li Shang took another look, and his heart had fallen to the bottom.

Zhong Weiwei's picture of the rivers and mountains is not exquisite and beautiful, but it is magnificent, the sun seems to be about to break through the tea soup and spray out, the rivers and seas seem to be gushing out of the tea bowl, and the sense of oppression of the mountains and rivers is coming.

A small bowl of tea soup contains everything it can contain!

With a sound of "bang", Mei Xun tea soup was only half completed, but she had already pushed the case up, and said in a deep voice: "I lost." ”

With a "boom", the pot exploded around the tea table.

The people of Dongling were stupid at first, and then some people cried, and some people said excitedly: "Da Si Cha, your soup flower has not yet been bred, the painting has not yet been completed, and there is still a taste, why do you easily admit defeat?" ”

"Daijicha continues to compare ......"

Mei Xun's expression was discouraged, but his eyes were very firm: "In my life, I have never seen anyone who can make such a painting in a square inch. Freehand, not in the form, because the image is formed, to reach the meaning with the image. Let me do it all over again ten times, and I can't compare to her, I lose, convinced. ”

Someone burst into tears, pounded the tea table hard, and shouted, "I don't accept it!" Before the game is completed, even if the illusion loses, there is still the length of the soup flower, and the taste of the tea soup...... Lord Jun, let Da Si Cha continue to compare, hurry, please......"

The muscles on Li Shang's face jumped uncontrollably twice, but he didn't say anything.

He is the one who leads the competition, and he is a master of the tea ceremony, so he can't tell who wins or loses. Indeed, if Mei Xun is given ten more chances, he will not be able to beat Zhong Weiwei today.

Li Shang raised his hand to signal the people of Dongling to be calm: "This time, it is indeed Mei Sicha who lost." This is a fact, I am willing to gamble and lose, and everyone should stop making trouble. ”

The disappointed Dongling people and the ecstatic Liguo people almost overturned the tea table.

Chen Shaoming looked at Zhong Weiwei with admiration, his eyes were full of joy and admiration; Su Qiong held the pen, her eyes were shining, and the pen in her hand was flying, she only hated that she was not literary enough, and she couldn't record Zhong Weiwei's demeanor and domineering at this moment.

Chonghua couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, staring at Zhong Weiwei intently, his heart was full of joy and pride, this is his wife, his queen, his woman, in this world, only she can stand side by side with him!

Empress Dowager Wei's hand knocked on the armrest of the chair one by one, even if she hated and hated Zhong Weiwei, at this moment, she couldn't pick out any point that Zhong Weiwei was not.

Lu Chun held his jaw and suddenly said, "Why isn't she a man?" ”

Hu Zizhi didn't understand what Lu Chun meant: "Huh? ”

Lu Chun threw a charming glance at her: "If she is a man, she is much more interesting than some people." "It is much more pleasing than His Majesty the Emperor, who is loveless at every turn and has no understanding of the amorous feelings, and she must catch up with it desperately.

Hu Zizhi pursed her lips and smiled: "I knew she would win." ”

This was agreed with again and again: "Me too, I have long known that Aunt Wei will definitely win." ”

Lu Chun pouted, this little rabbit cub knows a fart!

Zhong Xinran, who was hiding in the corner, staggered happily and hissed, "Impossible, how could she win?" She must have bought Mei Xun, no, it's not her, it's Your Majesty, it must be Your Majesty who bought Mei Xun and deliberately let her win, Your Majesty is too partial, too partial......"

Mama Wang hurriedly covered her mouth and dragged her away.

Mei Xun returned to his seat, and instantly felt like he was ten years old. When he was in Jiujun last autumn, he had a premonition that he would lose to Zhong Weiwei in the future, and he thought that he would be able to support it for at least a few more years, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

After the officials loudly announced the results, Zhong Weiwei got up and saluted the people around him, and specially saluted in the direction of Mei Xun, showing his respect for those who were willing to lose the bet.

Li Shang waited calmly, and waited until the voice was quiet before he looked at Zhong Weiwei and said coldly: "Zhong Weiwei, there is still a game, and this king wants to challenge you." ”

Zhong Weiwei was fighting at this time, even if Li Shang didn't challenge her, she would challenge him, however, the rules were not like this.

She hadn't been used to Li Shang for a long time, and said coldly: "Really? It's not just a challenge for anyone who wants to challenge the owner of the museum. King of Baoping, let's draw lots first! ”

Li Shang hooked his lips and smiled, staring at her quietly, with a strange fire flashing in his eyes: "Dare to disobey your fate?" ”

He went to the end, and his elegance was peerless.