"Buddy tea? It's an interesting name. Have a pot. Ye Luo couldn't help but hook his lips, and asked again, "Who is this young man?" ”

Xiao Er replied: "Young Master Jue is the owner of this teahouse. It's a coincidence today, it's the annual tea poetry party, and the prince is also here. Girls can participate if they are interested. ”

Ye Luo raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

Since you are ready to make a big splash in the city of Flamining, it is necessary to lay out your own network of interpersonal relationships.

According to the intelligence, among the royal children, the only one who has a large number of tea gardens is the crown prince Mo Jue.

Mo Jue is the son of the imperial concubine, not the son of the current queen. The queen has always hoped to support her own son Mo Xie to ascend to the throne, so she has been stumbling on the prince and dealing with the prince openly and secretly.

As a result of years of struggle, the crown prince was hollowed out, and he didn't get anything except tea plantations and sapphire veins.

Tea gardens, tea mountains, the most sell tea, open teahouses, plus in addition to the literati and ink writers in the country of Flamining, most people do not like to drink tea, and there is no use; What's even worse is that sapphire vein, the sapphire is not even a low-grade spirit stone, it has no cultivation value, and it can't be sold at all.

If you don't have money, you can't attract ministers, and you can't recruit talents.

In contrast, the eldest prince Mo Xie was simply not too lucky, he had one-third of the army of the Fire Crane Country in his hands, and his power was surging, and he was in the sky.

Even if Mo Xie is not the crown prince, if he really contacts the Shen family and marries his sister Su Ran to Shen Yan, the court will really be invincible.

The corners of Ye Luo's lips hooked up with a sneer.

How could she let Mo Ye and Shen Yan get their wish?

The glory you now have, I will destroy little by little; What you desire now, I will take away without mercy.

In the teahouse, there was a commotion.

"The boy is here!"

"Look, he's coming down!"

Ye Luo raised his head and followed everyone's gaze.

It was a fresh and refined young man, seventeen or eighteen years old, his eyes were like the sky, and they were clear blue. His eyebrows are not thick, but they are full of heroism, and there is a light smile on the corner of his lips, which has a sense of elegance.

Ye Luo has never seen a man who can smile so well.

And Mo Jue's smile has this magic. He laughed so naturally and warmly enough to calm a manic and anxiety patient.

"Taste new tea every year, and meet the deceased every year."

Mo Jue smiled and said, "This year, I am very happy to see you again at the Tea Poetry Meeting." ”

Ye Luo's heart moved.

Taste new tea, will be old.

No wonder the new tea is called "Buddy Tea".

Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness the Prince, whose power has been hollowed out, is still a person who misses the old and has a long love.

She thought of the imperial concubine Niangniang in the madhouse, even though she was crazy, she still did not forget to entrust the most important jade phoenix hairpin to herself. Mo Jue, it should also be one of its entrustments.

"Jue Gongzi, is this the uplink of this year's tea poetry party?"

"If we can make the next couplet, will it be the same as last year, and we will be able to get the opportunity to drink with you?"

"Taste new tea every year, and meet the deceased every year. Well, Old Man Rong thinks about the next link. ”

In the teahouse, everyone discussed for a long time, and some pairs were unsatisfactory.

Ye Luo lowered his head and looked at the porcelain cup in his hand, the pale green friend tea in it, and there were leaves playing Xuan'er. A flash of inspiration came to my mind, and a downward link emerged.