What else did Meng Changqing not understand, how could Qingye know how to refine except for the people of the Shushan Sect. Meng Changqing just wanted to ask her, could it be that Feng Hua couldn't blame her now?

Meng Changqing threw a bag of kraft paper wrapped tightly in front of Meng Changyue's desk: "Look at the good things you have done." ”

"Senior brother?" Meng Changyue put down the teacup in his hand suspiciously.

"I thought you were just willful, and I didn't want you to do such a vicious thing, it's really impressive."

Meng Changyue sneered, "It's early in the morning, senior brother is so atmospheric, don't you explain how Bai Changyue knows what's going on, or do you say that senior brother just saw Changyue unpleasant and lost his temper." ”

Meng Changyue got up and stood a few steps in front of Meng Changqing: "Senior brother, since you met that Feng Huali, you have become abnormal one by one. Don't you think that woman is despicable? ”

Meng Changyue gently brushed away the dew and dust on Meng Changqing's shoulders and continued: "It's that look like mine, I know that she must have been thinking about Brother Yan Yu at that time to get close to Brother Yan Yu, and now she is acting like a powerful person, and she is also running to be an official." What the senior brother didn't realize was that she pretended to replace her and ruined Changyue's reputation? ”

Meng Changqing was silent for a moment: "They are affectionate, not what you think." Appearance, but by chance. ”

"That's also because of me, because of the friendship between Changyue and Brother Yanyu when they were young, obviously Brother Yanyu should love Changyue. Senior brother, that kid is just a tool for Feng Hua to leave the Xie'en diagram. ”

"That's what you think? That Aoba was also given to me by you? Changyue, you know, I go to see those two children every day. Meng Changqing said affirmatively.

“······” Meng Changyue was silent, as if she was in a good mood, and continued to sit at the table and cook tea. She had been waiting for a long time for news, and Meng Changqing sent it to her.

There is no news of Dongfu Palace these days, and she already thinks that she has failed.

Meng Changqing saw that she did not have a trace of panic and remorse, and even had a hint of joy in cooking tea.

She only does that when she's in a good mood. Don't you hide it now, Meng Changyue.

"That's also Senior Brother Yanyu's child, if you attack the child in vain, your heart can be punished!" Meng Changqing turned around and didn't want to look at that, he looked at the face that became more and more beautiful since he was a child, but her heart was ······

Meng Changqing didn't want to argue with her anymore, she always had a lot of reasons, he couldn't talk about her. But no amount of justification can be used as an excuse to harm the innocent.

Before leaving, Meng Changqing turned to look at Meng Changyue's eyes and said faintly: "Meng Changyue, you are really disappointing!" "Say no more, and leave decisively.

Meng Changyue's hand for cooking tea paused, looking at Meng Changqing's back, her eyes were gloomy for a moment. She doesn't disappoint, she can't fight for what she should fight, and she is gradually losing what she should have·····

Meng Changyue's action of cooking tea was smooth, and in the curling hookah, people also seemed to be real and illusory, and put a cup of cooked tea on the opposite side of the table for a while.

A white-faced scholar in a green robe slowly came out from behind the screen, "This tea body thinks it's for your senior brother." He straightened his sleeves and sat opposite Meng Changyue for a while. His fingers lightly and casually tossed the cup of tea aside, ignoring it.

"Don't think the tea art is good?"

"How? The girl's craftsmanship is superb, and thousands of people ask for it but are not blessed. ”

"Since it is what all people want, we should cherish it." Meng Changyue moved the teacup back in front of him again. She didn't understand what this man meant.

"It's not the tea that should be cherished, nor the superb tea art," the scholar said as she took the tea set in her hand, destroyed all the tea she had cooked before, and cooked it again.

Meng Changyue watched his movements, the heat of cooking water, and marveled at this person's tea art. The hands are up and down, the movements are clean and sharp, natural, and the wind and bones are self-revealed.

The white-faced scholar pushed the tea in front of Meng Changyue, "What should be cherished is the sincere heart of cooking tea." ”

"Sincerely? The long moon is unknown, and I ask Mr. for advice. She thought he was only good at intrigues, and she didn't want to be a gentleman.

The white-faced scholar didn't answer, and slowly refilled his cup. Holding the teacup with three fingers, he tasted it lightly, "Good tea." ”

Meng Changyue also seemed to be influenced by him, and drank it all from the cup. "Clear and sweet, with an endless aftertaste."

"Miss Xie appreciated. This tea body is specially cooked for girls, and the girls are very happy to appreciate it. Just now, the girl's tea can also be cooked for the senior brother or for the little body, and this tea has only become tea, and the praise has only become polite. It is not the only sincere heart that all people want. ”

"What Mr. said is extremely reckless, Changyue is reckless." Meng Changyue leaned forward and rolled up her sleeves to pour tea for him. The white-faced scholar raised his hand to cover the teacup.

"Sir? It's ······" Meng Changyue looked at the white-faced scholar in surprise.

"Don't worry about the girl, it's not unreasonable, this is a cup of tea."

The scholar's long, powerful fingers pointed at her teacup. "Don't repeat it, repeat it."

Meng Changyue turned around and sat firmly, looking directly into his eyes, isn't this person here to make things difficult for himself?

"Just like doing things and being a person, you have to do something neatly and wholeheartedly, and you don't want to be caught by others. Be a sharp man, don't sway from side to side, and eventually be underestimated and bullied by people on both sides. The white-faced scholar also looked back into her eyes, and there was no smile on his face.

Meng Changyue finally understood what he meant. It turned out to be to blame her for not being ruthless enough.

"After all, it is Changyue's senior brother who can use it, but it can't harm his life. The same is true for Brother Yan Yu's children, who can deter and beat Feng Huali but can't really harm them. ”

"Girl, remember that today's tea is called a cup of one heart." The white-faced scholar said word by word.

"When a girl cooperates with Zaixia, she must have a sincere heart. No matter how swaying and falling into the handle, I am afraid that I will lose more, the girl's talent is admired and appreciated very much, the girl should not let her bosom friend down, let herself down. ”

The white-faced scholar touched the lines of the teapot with his hands, "The girl likes the purple sand tea set of the South Kiln, but this purple sand tea set has also been tempered to have such a good quality, and now all kinds of trials are just leading to success, so why retreat and be afraid." ”

Meng Changyue bit her lip and was silent for a long time.

The white-faced scholar looked at her with a hesitant expression, ready to cut off the last trace of her nostalgia.

"The teacher is just a hotbed for children to grow up, and when they grow up, they will fly high and the sea will be high. Looking at Yan Yu, it is not unreasonable to say this. ”

The white-faced scholar put the purple clay pot on the table with a slight 'bang'. It's just that the usual voice made Meng Changyue's body tremble.

Meng Changyue thought that she had to make a decision today, otherwise this person was afraid that she would abandon her, and the master would faintly ignore her for the sake of Shushan in the future, if there was no such person in the future, I was afraid that it would be difficult for me to move step by step.

"What Mr. said Changyue understands, and please rest assured that Mr. will be in the future. The things decided by Changyue have never been returned, and in the future, please ask Mr. and Changyue to work together to advance and retreat. ”

Meng Changyue got up and saluted the white-faced scholar slightly, and the white-faced scholar hurriedly helped her up.

"The girl is polite, she is a bosom friend, why do you need to be like this."

"There's another plan in the future, I wonder if the girl would like to hear it?"

"I want to hear about it."

“······”

The sunshine of the rising sun slowly shone into the tea room where the two were conspiring, and the dark bamboo forest was occasionally rustled by the wind.

In the bamboo forest, a goose-yellow shadow is floating around like a fluttering butterfly. Changyue's maid Xiaohuan is holding a bamboo tube to collect the dew on the bamboo leaves.

Miss likes to use dew drops to cook tea for the master, she has to collect a lot, let the young lady cook tea for the head and then get more love and favor of the master.

Since the last time Duo Yu'er happened, the head of the family has never come to see Miss again. Now the young lady's injuries have also healed. Now the young lady can often go to the master, and the brothers and sisters of the same sect will not be as productive as they are now.

Her young lady is the most gentle, dignified and talented, and her kung fu is good, ten thousand times stronger than that Feng Huali.

Of course, she has to help Miss regain everything that Miss should have. When the young lady also gives birth to the little prince for the emperor, she can also take care of the little princes every day and play with them. Look at what the moon flute is still angry about. Look at the old mothers of Dongfu Palace who are hanging all day long, as if they are serving some rare treasures.

When Meng Changqing came back from the West Palace, he went directly to Qi Qianshu's courtyard.

"Master, can Changqing ask Master and the apprentice to share a plate today?" Changqing's mind was confused, he didn't know that Meng Changyue had harmed Senior Brother Yanyu's child, should he tell the head of the house about such a thing.

"Oh? Your senior brother Yanyu likes to play chess the most, you were impatient with these games before, and every time your senior brother played chess, you were impatient to dodge, how did you think of playing chess today. ”

"I heard that Master got a chess game some time ago, and he often studied it all night, so I came to accompany Master today, and I also imagined that Master would ask for advice."

"It's true to accompany me, and you don't have to ask for advice. You are upright and simple, and you are easily soft-hearted. You hate the game the most, often not good at fighting with people, the most direct is to use martial arts to defeat that person, saying that you are sincere and often hit the wall to make people feel distressed. ”

Qi Qianshu and Meng Changqing came to the garden while chatting, and the round table of bluestone was carved with a square warp and weft chessboard. He sat down first, and Lisuo picked up the sunspot. Fall on the chessboard.

"Come on" Qi Qianshu pointed to the bluestone stool opposite, signaling that he could sit down and start.

"Master, there is something that the apprentice doesn't know whether to talk about or not." Meng Changqing hesitated and left a son.

"The conversation is real, but the chess game is fake." Qi Qianshu fell again, and he was actually talking about himself.

Last night, Qi Qianshu received a message from Kunlun Snow Eagle, and those shamans of the Daxi Dynasty began to move again.

Originally, their Kunlun had nothing to do with the change of these dynasties, but it was just the change of the cult over there, and they came down from Shushan to participate in the war between the two countries.

If the Onishi Dynasty really wins, the shamans will definitely run rampant in the land of Jiangguo, and they Kunlun will not be happy.