The cliffs are very steep.

The guards climbed up the path from the other side, tied a rope around their waists and descended into the air.

Pick a little tea and put it in the bamboo basket, hang it down for Zhong Weiwei to check.

Zhong Weiwei picked a few tea leaves and stuffed them into his mouth to chew and taste them, feeling the bitterness and sweetness in them.

Chonghua asked her, "How is it?" ”

"It tastes good like this, but it doesn't know until it's made."

You have to pinch it with your fingernails, not your fingers.

Zhong Weiwei asked the guards to put the rope down and pull her: "I'll pick it, the wrong technique will affect the flavor of the tea." ”

A drop of rain fell on Chonghua's forehead.

Chonghua looked up at the gloomy sky, pretended not to hear Zhong Weiwei's words, walked over and stretched out his arms and legs:

"It's been a long time since I've stretched my muscles and bones, so I'm here to pick this hundred-year-old tea in person!"

Song Yanwu and the others were shocked, and immediately knelt down and surrounded him: "Your Majesty, the son of a daughter can't sit down, so leave this kind of thing to Weichen and others to do." ”

Chonghua smiled: "Could it be that some of you will take the opportunity to disadvantage me?" ”

Song Yanwu and the others were all covered in cold sweat: "Your Majesty Mingjian, the ministers are loyal to the sun and the moon......"

Chonghua said, "That's what you suspect about my skills." ”

Of course, Song Yanwu and the others didn't dare to admit it, and they all wanted to persuade Chonghua not to take risks.

Chonghua disagreed, if he really died so easily, it meant that he didn't have the life to be the emperor.

Zhong Weiwei took this opportunity to run over and tie the buckle on her waist and legs with a rope, and shouted to the guards on the cliff to pull her up.

The guards on the cliff didn't know what was going on below, they only knew that their job was to cooperate with Zhong Weiwei to pick tea and distinguish tea, and start immediately.

Zhong Weiwei's body is light and easy to pull, and by the time Chonghua found out, she was already very tall.

She waved happily at him in mid-air, smiling, and quickly picking a basket of tea leaves.

As soon as she pulled the rope, the guards slowly lowered her to the bottom of the cliff.

Zhong Weiwei put the bamboo basket in front of Chonghua like a treasure: "My craftsmanship is not unfamiliar. ”

He also told the handymen guarding the paddock: "Don't touch the rest of it, and when it bears seeds, you will come and collect it and send it to me in Beijing." ”

Chonghua urged her: "Pack up your things and leave quickly." ”

After walking a short distance, a cold wind blew, and the raindrops the size of soybeans smashed down desperately.

Song Yanwu and the others hurriedly opened their umbrellas and waited for Chonghua and Zhong Weiwei to put on oil coats.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the sky and the earth were white, and it was difficult to walk an inch.

Chonghua immediately made a decision and reached out to hold Zhong Weiwei: "Turn back!" Take shelter from the rain under the cliffs. ”

The group touched back with a deep foot and a shallow foot, squatting under the cliff to hide from the rain.

Song Yanwu led people to build a simple shack in the depths of the cliff and in a place where the wind and rain could not invade.

Chonghua and Zhong Weiwei went in to rest, while the others squatted outside to watch the rain and play.

Although there is an oil coat to cover it, but the wind and rain are heavy, Zhong Weiwei's shoes and socks and trousers are all soaked, and it is very uncomfortable to stick to his body wetly.

Shoes and socks can be taken off to dry, but there is no way to do pants so you can only wait for your body temperature to dry.

Zhong Weiwei is cold and itchy, seven is not eight.

Chonghua is not in a hurry at all, he is the emperor, and there are many people who serve him, and no matter where he goes, there are people carrying his change of clothes.

The outside of the burden is wrapped in a layer of linoleum cloth, which is rainproof and moisture-proof, and it is very easy to use.

He slowly and methodically took out clean shoes and socks, outer robes, underwear, and pants, and showed them to Zhong Weiwei one by one: "This dress made by the Shang Palace Bureau is not bad. ”

"Hehe......" Zhong Weiwei smoked with hatred, this bad thing!

Chonghua sat down next to Zhong Weiwei, peeking at her snow-white and delicate feet, while slowly taking off his shoes and socks.

tentatively touched Zhong Weiwei's feet with his bare feet, and Zhong Weiwei quickly retracted his feet as if he was electrocuted, glaring angrily.

The response is really fast.

Chonghua was very regretful, and apologized seriously: "I'm sorry, I accidentally touched you." ”

Zhong Weiwei let go to the side, shameless disciple!

Think that an apology can cover up his bad intentions?

Chonghua said to himself: "This rain seems to show no signs of stopping, is it possible to spend the night here?" ”

Zhong Wei was only a little anxious: "Then you have to dry the tea leaves picked today." ”

Chonghua was very depressed, he was such a big living person in front of her, and told her that he wanted to spend the night here, but she only remembered the tea?

He snorted coldly: "Hmph~"

Zhong Weiwei didn't bird him, and went out with wet shoes to ask people for food and drink: "I'm hungry." ”

Gao happily came back with a bag of food: "It's okay, it's not wet." ”

Chonghua saw the jerky she handed over, and the pretentious anger of the idea disappeared in an instant.

Viciously biting down, I can't wait to eat it with that little hand.

Zhong Weiwei quickly retracted and handed over a large piece of cooked meat in his fist.

His eyes were wide open, staring at him without blinking, as if to say, you have the ability to eat this piece of meat in one bite.

Is he a dog?

Is it a dog?

Why did she treat him with the eyes and posture of feeding the dog?

Chonghua was extremely depressed, looking at that piece of meat and couldn't eat it.

Angrily threw away a pair of pants and a robe, got up and walked out: "Change out." ”

Zhong Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw him barefoot, he reminded him: "Your Majesty, you forgot to put on your shoes." ”

Chonghua glanced at her arrogantly, threw his clean shoes at her feet, and strode out barefoot.

Zhong Weiwei heard him laughing loudly with Song Yanwu and the others outside, bold and funny, not at all like his usual silence and arrogance.

In the end, he is an emperor who knows how to get along with different people in different ways.

She curled the corners of her lips and smiled slightly, changed into clean pants and robes, and put on Chonghua's shoes, feeling that her whole person was warm.

As soon as he packed up, Chonghua came in.

He looked at her, and there was a smile on the corner of his lips: "How many laps have you pulled around your trouser legs?" Yo, this robe has been dragged to the ground, right? ”

He was laughing at her short legs, Zhong Weiwei rolled his eyes: "How can it be so exaggerated?" ”

Chonghua keenly noticed that she was in a good mood, and he immediately sat down next to her: "This rain is really good, if it doesn't stop, it will be better, stay here for one night and then leave." ”

Zhong Weiwei knew what he meant, and he deliberately ruined his interest: "If you don't go back before dark, there will definitely be chaos in the camp, right?" And they will be afraid. ”

"Can't you make me happy for a while?"

Chonghua looked at her and whispered in her ear, "I wore these pants of yours." ”

"Boom", Zhong Weiwei blushed, and only felt that something was wrong with his whole body, especially something was very wrong.

She was so angry that she wanted to scold him a few words but couldn't scold him, and it was impossible to repay him immediately, so she was so angry that her eyes were red.

But I heard Chonghua whisper: "It's new that lied to you." (To be continued.) )