Chapter 153: Your Majesty Who Retreats as Advance (6)

Move out of the Pure Heart Temple?

Zhong Weiwei was a little stunned.

What she had been thinking about day and night before suddenly came true, which made her feel unreal.

In response to Shang Chonghua's inquiring and expectant eyes, she took a breath and opened a smile that was so big that it was exaggerated:

"Your Majesty is responsible for state affairs, and it is indeed more convenient to live in Zhaoren Palace. You can rest assured that Weichen will definitely fulfill his duties and raise the emperor's eldest son well. ”

"You do things, I can rest assured." Chonghua retracted his gaze and looked out the window quietly.

Outside the window, the maple leaves are turning red, and the weather is getting colder.

He tightened his dark imperial robe: "It's been a long time since I drank the tea soup you cooked." ”

He treats each other politely and does not mention the affairs of men and women, Zhong Weiwei has no reason to refuse him.

She sincerely invited him to go to the tea room that the warehouse had been converted into, and wanted to go with him, Chonghua gave him a faint look, and then obediently grabbed Xiaotang's hand and changed his words: "Let's go play with the spinning top." ”

Chonghua nodded approvingly at him and took the lead in walking towards the humble teahouse.

The silver mat of the dragon's beard near the window is covered with an autumn-colored round brocade mat, like a lotus leaf that is about to wither yellow.

The black and golden tea set shone mysteriously in the daylight, and Zhong Weiwei's plain white face was as clean as the petals of a newly blooming magnolia.

Chonghua knows how soft and delicate his fingers will be to the touch.

He hid his hand in his sleeve and said, "This tea set is very beautiful." ”

Zhong Wei was only a little happy: "It was sent by Concubine Lu, has Your Majesty forgotten?" You still had someone send it over. It's beautiful, and it's the most suitable for tea fighting. ”

The palace people lit the fire, because it was new tea, there was no need to roast it, Zhong Weiwei wrapped the tea cakes, and motioned to the palace people to hand her a mallet to break the tea cakes.

Chonghua naturally took the tea cake, lowered his eyes and tapped the tea cake hard, and said indifferently: "There are no monarchs and ministers today, only my brother and sister." ”

Did he have something to say to her?

Zhong Weiwei nodded: "Second senior brother." ”

The crushed tea cakes were put into the tea mill and crushed into fine powder, and when Chonghua was about to pour the tea powder into the Luo sieve, Zhong Weiwei handed the Luo sieve over in time.

He glanced at her, pursed his lips slightly, and poured the tea powder into the sieve.

Select the most delicate tea powder and hide it in a silver box for later use.

The water in the bottle was boiling, Zhong Weiwei closed his eyes slightly, and listened to the sound of water.

Warm the teacup, mix the tea powder into a paste, and when she heard that the water in the bottle was boiling, she immediately reached out.

Chonghua took a step ahead of her, removing the piping hot soup bottle and placing it in her hand.

Just like it was back then.

Zhong Weiwei's heart moved slightly, he picked up the soup bottle and ordered tea, and the water was added to the seventh time, and the milk foam was piled up like snow, and he didn't let go.

Zhong Weiwei gently pushed in front of Chonghua.

Chonghua saluted her, held the lamp in both hands, waited for a moment, tasted it carefully, and then nodded slightly.

Zhong Wei only smiled and made tea again.

After the tea soup was cooked, she carefully poured it into the tea cup to make a tea play.

Tang Hua instantly painted a gorgeous and majestic picture of the rivers and mountains.

"May the country be prosperous, the people will be rich and the country will be strong, the senior brother will be forever, and the history will be famous." Zhong Weiwei presented the tea soup to Chonghua, and his tone was slightly proud.

This picture of the country, she has been practicing hard for a long time, and it is her long-term wish.

Chonghua saluted her first as usual, and then took it with both hands.

He stared at this magnificent picture of the country for a long time, drank it all in one gulp, and then said in a deep voice: "As you wish." ”

Zhong Weiwei's heart "chuckled".

As you wish.

To her ears, in addition to his promise to her, he would rejuvenate the country, be diligent in government and love the people, there seemed to be other meanings in it.

She raised her eyes to look at Chonghua, but Chonghua had already gotten up and strode away.

The wind blew his dark imperial robes like a goshawk with wings spread, and the autumn afternoon sun shone on him, mottled like years.

Zhong Weiwei's heart wrinkled.

For a moment, she wanted to stop him, let him stay, tell him what she wanted, tell him she was willing to gamble.

But she just sat there quietly, watching Chonghua gradually move away, and heard the sound of the whip of the royal car leaving, and finally she couldn't hear it anymore.

Zhong Weiwei made himself a cup of tea.

It is not a tea soup cooked from the end of tea, nor is it a gorgeous and fantastic tea opera, but her homemade black tea.

She leaned against the window, the autumn sun shining warmly on her, driving all those sad thoughts away.

He ran through the window with a smile again, stopped when he saw her, and ran over to give her a blooming chrysanthemum: "Aunt Wei, give you a bottle, the flower arrangement on the tea table has been defeated." ”

Zhong Weiwei took it and laughed, she finally held back, and didn't look at Shen Qi's recorded living notes, nor did she ask if Chonghua was lucky with Lu Chun.

If he really blessed Lu Chun, what if he knew?

After Chonghua moved away, the Qingxin Hall suddenly became quiet.

Zhaoren Palace is becoming more and more prosperous day by day, and the palace people serving inside are raising their eyebrows, and even their smiles are a little brighter than other places.

Ge Xiangjun's previous position as a monk finally filled the vacancy, named Xia Hua.

As everyone wishes, she is a grandmother in her forties, who does not smile, and everything is mainly Chonghua, which is very difficult to get along.

Xia Hua brought Ge Xiangjun's previous subordinates into Zhaoren Palace, and Aunt Qian was left behind to take care of the Qingxin Palace.

There is no need to serve His Majesty the Emperor, the female officials and eunuchs are very idle, and when they are idle, they are lonely and bored, and then they are amused and played, and they follow Zhong Weiwei to learn tea and opera.

Wei Rou and Lu Chun are still about to tear each other apart, and the palace concubine will either live behind closed doors, or they will follow these two people and divide into two factions, rip each other off, and make trouble.

Empress Dowager Wei seems to have really changed her mind, although she still asks, but she is very measured.

Zhong Weiwei is really pure, Chonghua counts when he speaks, and he never came to trouble her again.

Everyone knows that Chonghua has moved out of the Qingxin Palace, and Shen Qi has made a new history, and they all forgot about her as a person.

Even if Chonghua wanted to see Youyou, he sent someone to pick him up, and he didn't need her to accompany him.

She received a letter from Zhong Yuan, who told her that Cangshan had a new old doctor, who had just been sent to Shi from the Tai Hospital, and because he liked the climate and environment of Cangshan, he went to Cangshan to live in seclusion.

This old lady is very skilled, he took a few doses of the medicine prescribed by the old doctor, and the asthma that must be committed every autumn and winter has been alleviated a lot, so she should not worry.

This incident made Zhong Weiwei have mixed feelings, although Cangshan has beautiful scenery and pleasant climate, it is not a well-known place to retreat.

There is only one reason why this old lady doctor can deliberately go to seclusion, he was entrusted by Chonghua.

She thought about it and felt that she should still go and thank Chonghua, but she went twice in a row, but she couldn't see Chonghua.

"Your Majesty has been too busy lately, and it took almost three watches to sleep last night."

"Your Majesty is discussing politics with the ministers, and it is estimated that it will be ...... at night" (to be continued.) )