Chen Junqing made such a decision, even Zhong Weiwei was surprised, you know, Chen Junqing still cared a lot about winning or losing when he was in Jiujun City.

She thought that after this tea fight, no matter what the result was, if she could let him retire safely, then try her best to let him retire safely.

For so many years, even if he always loses, but there is no credit and hard work, he has not done anything sorry for Li Guo, there is no need to let him lose his reputation.

Zhong Weiwei gave Chonghua a look, and Chonghua said, "Hasn't Chen Qing been sick recently?" Just rest. ”

Chen Junqing's eyes showed a bit of perseverance: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your compassion for the old minister, the old minister is grateful, but Li Guo has raised the old minister for so many years, and it is time for the old minister to be loyal." ”

Having said this, Chonghua didn't say anything more and motioned for everyone to prepare for the game.

Zhong Xinran was eager to try, but she was worried that Zhong Weiwei would regret it, so she had to ask her in a low voice: "Ah Wei, you really don't participate?" ”

Zhong Weiwei said lightly: "Everything is arranged by Your Majesty." Blocked Zhong Xin's words.

Zhong Xinran smiled awkwardly and entered the arena.

The lottery result was very funny, she still drew Chen Shaoming.

Nan Xiaoqiao drew Chen Junqing.

Chen Shaoming's expression was solemn, he first saluted Chonghua, and then looked at Zhong Weiwei's side - Jian Wu hurriedly came from outside and stood behind Zhong Weiwei.

When the two met their eyes, Jian Wu rarely did not sarcastically hit him, but nodded slightly, raised his hand and clenched his fist in his chest, encouraging him.

Chen Shaoming smiled slightly, lowered his head, and saluted Zhong Xinran.

Jian Wu sat down next to Zhong Weiwei and said in a low voice, "Who do you guess will win?" ”

Zhong Weiwei looked at it carefully for a while and said, "Zhong Xinran." ”

Jian Wu said angrily: "How can you grow the morale of others to destroy your own prestige?" ”

Zhong Weiwei sighed: "I'm telling the truth, Zhong Xinran has a murderous aura, Chen Shaoming doesn't, he will inevitably lose this game." But in time, he will definitely become a grandmaster. ”

Jian Wudao: "Is it a late bloomer?" It's good. ”

"What's fine?" Zhong Weiwei didn't understand.

Jian Wu waved his hand: "Don't say it, be quiet." ”

Half an hour later, the first game came out, and Chen Shaoming still lost to Zhong Xinran, and the reason for the loss was exactly the same as the last time.

Zhong Xinran was proud in his heart, and pretended to be reluctant to go: "I think Chen Gongzi has not recovered from his illness......"

Chen Shaoming said calmly: "No, Chen's skills are not as good as others, and if he loses, he loses, and he doesn't make excuses." ”

After saying that, he politely saluted Zhong Xinran, then turned around to salute Chonghua, and returned to his seat.

Jian Wu struck the folding fan in his palm with force, and said in a low voice: "Be responsible, be frank and swaying, and a gentleman should be like this." ”

Over there, Chen Junqing won, and Nan Xiaoqiao lost except for the paintings he made during the tea hundred operas that were better than him.

Such an ending was already expected by Chonghua: "The hour is not early, let's continue." ”

Zhong Xinran said pretendedly: "Da Sicha is old and sick, and he has been busy for a day today, so he must have been tired for a long time." The courtiers were brave and begged His Majesty to give two quarters of an hour and let the chief priest take a break. ”

Everyone inevitably praises her for her compassion, respect for her predecessors, and love for her elders.

Chen Junqing didn't appreciate her affection, and said lightly: "No need, the old man still has this bit of energy." ”

Zhong Xinran pursed her lips, although she was smiling, but it was an expression of "the Chen family's father and son have opinions about her, so they don't accept her kindness, but she doesn't care about her generosity".

Chen Junqing felt that he should be relieved, and his desire to win was inevitably heavier, so he waved his hand coldly: "Please." ”

Jian Wu asked Zhong Weiwei again: "Who will win?" ”

Zhong Weiwei asked rhetorically: "What do you say?" ”

She felt that Zhong Xinran's performance today was different from the time she played against Chen Shaoming in the selection competition, what was the difference, she couldn't tell, it was purely an intuition.

In the first game, the real tea tastes and is really fragrant, Zhong Xinran still lost, just because this kind of competition relies on the accumulation of many years, and she can't play any tricks, although Zhong Xinran has also played tea since she was a child, she can't have a deep accumulation of people like Chen Junqing.

In the second game, to test the length of the soup flower, Zhong Xinran made a move at the end, and the hand that hit the whisk drew a semicircle next to the tea bowl.

This is Mei Xun's classic move.

Zhong Weiwei noticed it, and Chen Junqing also noticed it.

Chen Junqing looked at Zhong Xinran in surprise, his eyes were full of vigilance, as the great priest, he could not tolerate a person who might cause the defeat of the Li Kingdom to fight on behalf of the Li Kingdom.

At this moment, Zhong happily smiled at him, his eyes were like two small whirlpools, sucking people's souls.

Chen Junqing's hand shook and the rhythm was disrupted.

But when he looked at it again, Zhong Xinran was still calm and peaceful, with a look of inadequacy.

It was this moment of effort, and the victory and defeat had been decided.

In the second game, Chen Junqing inevitably lost.

In the third game, tea hundred operas, drawings, Zhong Xinran's drawings are still delicate and elegant, like a fine brush, as soon as the pictures came out, Chen Junqing got up with an ugly look and saluted Chonghua, turned around and retreated.

He didn't follow the rules, and Zhong happily saluted each other, but no one blamed him for being rude, after all, he was so old that he had been going downhill, and if his son lost, he also lost, and he was embarrassed enough.

Zhong Xinran's eyes sparkled, and he saluted Chen Junqing's back: "Accept." ”

Chonghua looked at Zhong Xinran indifferently and didn't say a word for a long time.

Zhong Xinran smiled and bowed down: "Your Majesty......"

Chonghua said: "You are good. ”

Then there was no sound again.

There was silence all around, Zhong Xinran was full of confidence and triumphant, until she was nervous and frightened, she mustered up her courage and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the courtiers have wanted to do their best for the country of Li since they were young, and they are loyal to Your Majesty, and today finally has a chance." ”

What a clever temptation.

Chonghua slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "Get up, tomorrow...... Behave well and don't let me down. ”

Finally confirmed her victory and status!

Zhong Xinran couldn't help but be overjoyed, the corners of her lips were uncontrollably raised, and in order not to let others see it, she hurriedly fell to the ground, and pressed her forehead to the ground, looking very grateful.

Wei Qiye smiled and gave a look to an imperial historian.

Yushi immediately stepped forward and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the minister has a book to play." ”

Chonghua gestured lightly.

The imperial historian stepped forward and said loudly: "The minister wants to participate in the tea of the great priest Chen Junqing!" ”

sprinkled and said a lot of things about Chen Junqing

From the beginning of Chen Junqing's successive positions as the chief tea, he always loses, talking about Chen Junqing's anger and pretending to be sick at the Jiujun Tea Ceremony Exchange Meeting last year, and finally said that this time Chen Junqing's father and son both lost in the hands of Zhong Xinran, and concluded that Chen Junqing is not worthy of being the tea and should go to work to ask for the guilt.

This imperial history is extremely eloquent, and he scolded Chen Junqing so much that he couldn't raise his head, although Chen Shaoming was angry, he couldn't refute it.