Chapter 182: Spring Trip (3)

The scholar said: "What do you know, it's because she hasn't graduated yet."

People who fight crickets know that crickets also have morale, and if they have not grown up and have not developed their spirit, they will rashly participate in the war, which will inevitably affect their morale and fighting spirit.

Only when it grows up and then cultivates enough momentum can it be invincible. ”

added another sentence: "This is what Tanhualang Su Qiong said!" ”

Zhong Weiwei couldn't cry or laugh, she turned out to be a cricket!

Does Su Qiong really describe her like that?

"When I go back, I will definitely scold that guy for giving you anger."

Chonghua couldn't help but smile and toast her a glass of ginger ****: "Respect Zhong Shuai (homophonic cricket)." ”

Zhong Weiwei was annoyed and ashamed, and twisted his thigh hard.

He turned his hand and held her hand tightly on his lap, smiling gently.

came out of the restaurant and fell asleep in Fang Jian's arms again, Chonghua and Zhong Weiwei's moods were a little heavy.

It's just an ordinary tea fight, but Zhong Weiwei is rumored to be a heroine, and she is also named the fantasy saying that "when I was a child, I had a breath of fairy breath from Taishang Laojun", and many people still believe it.

This shows that after three years of fiasco, the people are very eager for Li Guo to defeat Dongling at the next tea fighting conference, and if it fails again, you can imagine what will happen.

Zhong Weiwei felt that the burden on his shoulders was unprecedentedly heavy.

Chonghua is the same, he tries to make himself act like he doesn't care, and comforts Zhong Weiwei:

"It's not a big deal, I told you before, even if I lose, I can afford to lose, I have to give us a little time, right?"

Zhong Weiwei smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that someone can't wait." ”

Of course, Empress Dowager Wei and King Qi can't wait.

In the two things of "Li Guo defeated Dongling and won the tea monopoly" and "Li Guo failed again, Chonghua was subordinated", they definitely gave priority to "Li Guo failed again, Chonghua was subordinate".

Because only when Chonghua is relegated, can King Qi have a chance, and Empress Dowager Wei can manipulate the government.

This can be seen from the challenge incident of the envoys of the Brahman Zhou that occurred a few days ago.

Chonghua smiled: "It's a big deal, don't be this emperor anymore, as long as you are willing to follow me." ”

He glanced at Zhong Wei's only eye, not sure if he had really reached that point, and whether she would follow him.

She wished he wasn't the emperor. Zhong Weiwei also smiled: "I'm afraid that you will think that I am in poor health and will not run fast." ”

"There really is a day when I run away with you on my back, and we will die together."

Chonghua clenched her hand and said in a low voice, "Do you know where Chen Junqing's house is?" Chen Junqing is the person left to me by the first emperor, although he has lost three games in a row, he has been conscientious and conscientious, and there is nothing wrong with him.

Supposedly, I shouldn't doubt him, but when I think about your relationship, I can't be more careful. ”

When the envoy of Fanzhou challenged, Dasicha Chen Junqing, father and son, one had a stomach upset and almost couldn't leave the toilet, and the other fell off the horse's back and broke his arm.

Although there are the shadows of Webster and Lu behind them, no one can tell which side the father and son are on.

After all, Zhong Weiwei's fame is gradually rising, and Chonghua intends to support her to represent Li Guo, if she wins, it will be a great challenge to the status of Chen Junqing's father and son.

If Webster and Lu's promise to let Chen Shaoming's son inherit his father's business and be the big tea in the future, they may not be tempted.

Zhong Weiwei leaned closer to Chonghua, although he didn't say a word, he was full of attachment and comfort.

The two held hands and walked through the bustling crowd until they reached the east city where officials and nobles lived.

The position of Da Sicha is a very important position in Liguo and Dongling, and his status is very transcendent.

As a holy place admired by tea farmers and literati across the country, Dasi Tea House covers a wide area and exquisite gardens.

The four big characters of the royal gift of "Dasi Tea House" on a black background shine brightly, and even the stone lion at the door is more elegant than other mansions.

However, at this moment, the Dasi Tea Mansion is closed with its doors, and it is not at all as lively as the New Year should be, and through the door, you can smell the decadent smell.

Li Anren ran up and knocked on the door, and it took a long time for a half-dead servant to come out.

He only opened the door a thin crack, and before he could speak, he said, "Our lord is sick and has no guests." With that, he closed the door.

Li Anren knocked on the door again, and no one paid attention.

Chonghua laughed: "Is this old thing closing the door to avoid trouble?" ”

motioned to Li Anren to knock on the door again: "If you shout through the door, you will say that the master of Lanjiang is coming to visit the patient." ”

There is a Lanjiang tea garden in the whole country, as long as this is said, Chen Junqing and his son should know that Chonghua is coming.

However, they were originally on a private visit, and when they shouted out, they lost their meaning.

Zhong Weiwei stopped Li Anren: "If he doesn't open the door, won't the people inside go out, and relatives and friends won't be allowed to enter the door when they come?" I know there's a side door on the left, let's go there. ”

Chonghua smiled: "You have been here for a few years, and you have become a snake in the ground." ”

Zhong Weiwei smiled and said nothing, she knew that this side door was not because she became a land snake, but because she was originally a land snake.

After waiting outside the side door for a long time, sure enough, there was a young man in brocade clothes, sneakily opening the door and coming out.

Li Anren stepped forward and grabbed his clothes and pushed him inside, and Chonghua, Zhong Weiwei and others took the opportunity to rush in.

The young man was so frightened that his face turned white, and he trembled and said: "Hero, hero, Chinese New Year, I have something to say." ”

Untied the purse and stuffed it: "This is the Gyeonggi Heavy Land, you can't get anything good, it's better to take this money to buy some delicious ......"

Li Anren knocked his purse to the ground: "Who wants your money!" Go, tell your parents, the master of Lanjiang came to visit the patient. Don't make a noise, dare to leak half a word, and I'll shoot you! ”

The boy didn't even bother to pick up his purse, and stumbled in.

Zhong Weiwei carefully closed the side door and laughed at Li Anren: "I can't see it, Xiao Li has a bit of a real bandit's demeanor." ”

Li Anren wanted to roll her eyes, but he didn't dare in front of Chonghua.

A white eye turned around halfway, and it was very uncomfortable to go up or down, so he could only laugh dryly twice with "hehe......".

After a while, Chen Junqing's eldest son, Chen Shaoyang, rushed out.

Ignoring the gravel road, he knelt down and kowtowed three loudly, leading Chonghua and the others inside.

Halfway through, the haggard and emaciated Chen Junqing was helped out, followed by Chen Shaoming with hanging arms.

The family is sincerely afraid, and they look like a catastrophe is coming.

Zhong Weiwei felt sorry when he saw this, and found an excuse to hug him and sit in the cubicle to roast the fire, and Chonghua went to talk to Chen Junqing.

Chen Junqing's wife brought her eldest daughter-in-law to entertain her, but she politely declined.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law saw that she was resolute and did not dare to force her to stay, so they had to withdraw and leave someone outside to wait for orders.

fell asleep on the couch again, Zhong Weiwei looked at the furnishings in the room, and remembered two faces that had been blurred for a long time.

It's been twelve years. (To be continued.) )