"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, hot tea is here." Green Bamboo hurriedly walked over with the tea tray in broken steps, because there was no sound as he walked on the felt.

Sima Zhen was concentrating on eating osmanthus cake, looking at the smiling face of the sheep, and even wanted to reach out and touch her little hand.

At this moment, I was interrupted by Luzhu like this, and I was very unhappy.

"Your Majesty, it's good to drink some hot tea." Yang Xianrong pursed his lips and smiled, sat back, and asked Luzhu to pour tea for the emperor. "There will be dried apricots for a while, which is also delicious. The concubine's maidservant specially went back to the concubine's maiden house to get some more. ”

"Hmm." As long as there is something delicious, Sima Zhen will nod his head.

The technique of green bamboo is very skilled, and it seems that he has also practiced the art of tea art.

"Fuliang tea?" Yang Xianrong asked.

"Back to the queen's mother, it's Fuliang tea." Green Bamboo has picked out some of the green buds and put them in a pottery bowl, ready to pour boiling water.

"Made in Jiangxi?" Yang Xianrong asked again.

"Back to the queen mother, this is the prince of the country's priest Lord Du personally bought it from Fuliang, Jiangxi." Manager Zhang bowed down and stood aside, "The first emperor and the emperor have been drinking this. ”

"Oh." Yang Xianrong glanced at the pottery bowl and did not speak again.

Zhang Du stretched out his hand and touched the temperature of the pottery bowl, before he said to Sima Zhen: "Your Majesty, it's a little hot, and you can drink it if it's cool." ”

"You blow." Sima Zhen was still busy eating osmanthus cakes.

Zhang Du gently blew away the floating tea foam in the pottery bowl, and shook the tea to cool it down quickly.

When Sima Zhen ate the last piece of osmanthus cake, he handed it over, and the time was just right.

Yang Xianrong couldn't help but praise in his heart.

However, the next second the tension was miscalculated.

Because Sima Cheng directly squirted out all the tea after taking a sip of hot tea, and even threw out the pottery bowl, which just hit Lu Zhu's forehead, with great strength, her blood immediately flowed out of her cheeks, and it looked like it was not lightly injured.

But at this moment, the slave and maid can't hide, can't cover the wound, can only prostrate and admit their mistakes.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" Zhang Du was also sprayed with hot tea, but he didn't dare to wipe it, so he could only kneel and ask Sima Xin.

"Do you want to kill me?" Sima Zhen was really angry and directly slammed the table, "You all bullied me!" ”

Yang Xianrong had already taken a few steps back, and he also knelt to the side, without making a sound.

"Your Majesty, this is the Fuliang tea you just drank at Concubine Li's, it's exactly the same." Zhang Du explained.

"Nonsense! This is obviously very bitter! Sima Zhen was very angry, stood up and kicked the green bamboo vigorously. This power was greater than the one who kicked Cui Xi just now, and everyone in the hall could hear the sound of a bone breaking somewhere on Lu Zhu's body.

"The emperor spares his life." She still struggled to kneel in pain.

"Your Majesty." Zhang Du grabbed the corner of Sima Zhen's clothes, "Don't be angry, it's just a cup of tea." ”

"Hmph, just a cup of tea? This is clearly going to die a bitter death! Sima Zhen didn't care so much, and shouted loudly: "Drag her out and beat her to death!" ”

"Don't! Don't! Luzhu was really scared this time, and shouted urgently, "Manager Zhang, don't!" ”

"What not?" Sima Zhen leaned over to look at her, "The tea you made, are you a fool when you make me?" ”

"The emperor spares his life!" When Lu Zhu heard this, his whole body was already shaking.

"Hit!" Sima Zhen roared again, even if Zhang Du protected the green bamboo again, a severe beating at this time was inevitable.

Yang Xianrong knelt on the side and still didn't make a sound, and reached out to help Cui Xi, who was able to get up.

The corners of her mouth were still bloodshot, but she shook her head gently at Yang Xianrong, indicating that she was fine.

Sima Lun didn't speak, watching Sima Zhen lose his temper at will.

I should be used to his appearance, so it's no wonder.

Zhang Du waved his hand outside, and two strong eunuchs dragged the green bamboo out regardless of it, and pressed it into the courtyard of the Tianyuan Hall and crackled.

Lu Zhu's screams sounded terrifying, but Sima Zhen's face actually showed a smile.

The brothers of the Yang family couldn't help but look at each other, and they no longer talked in a low voice.

After fighting for a while, Midoritake's voice weakened.

Zhang Du opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything when he looked at Sima Xin.

Instead, Yang Xianrong stood up, picked up the pottery bowl that Sima Cheng threw onto the felt carpet, and put it back on the table.

I rinsed the pottery bowl with the hot water in the kettle again, and then I picked a few green tea buds, poured hot water into them, and then said, "Your Majesty, drink this." ”

"Don't drink! It's definitely bitter. "Sima Zhen is still losing his temper.

"You taste it, it's really not bitter." Yang Xianrong looked at him, "Then shall I take a sip first?" And then you drink again? ”

The tone in which she spoke was a bit like coaxing a baby, and Sima Lun couldn't help but look at her twice. "Queen Mother, pour a glass for the ministers."

"Okay." It stands to reason that Sima Lun's approach was arrogance, and he actually commanded the queen of the Great Jin Dynasty to pour tea.

Yang Xianrong was not angry, but also smiled and asked Zhang Lianghoe to find a clean pottery bowl, rinse it, and pour hot tea for Sima Lun, Sun Xiu, Sun Yi and his father Yang Xuanzhi.

"Lord, cousin, grandfather, father, this cup of tea is Rong'er to you, I didn't have time to toast just now, now it's better to replace the wine with tea."

"This kid is really thoughtful." Sun Xiu smiled first, and Sun Yi, the authentic grandfather, smiled along, Yang Xuanzhi didn't have any expression, just looked at his daughter.

"On that day, in the ancestral house of the Yang family in Taishan County, this king felt that the daughter of the Yang family was not only good-looking, but also very eye-catching." Sima Lun took a sip of the pottery bowl, and didn't care that Sima Zhen was still standing aside. "It's really fragrant and delicious."

When the others saw Sima Lun drink it, they all took a sip and nodded.

Sima Zhen also took a sip, and then directly poured all the tea into his mouth, and became very happy again, "The queen's tea is really delicious." Osmanthus cake is also delicious. It's all good. ”

"Would the emperor like to drink another bowl?" Yang Xianrong touched the kettle, "But there is no hot water, and you have to wait until you can drink it." ”

"It's okay, don't drink anymore. I'm full. Sima Zhen even hiccuped, "I want to go back to Concubine Li for a nap." ”

"Your Majesty." Manager Zhang reminded in a low voice, "Today is the queen's homecoming banquet." ”

"Oh, didn't you drink and eat, okay?" Sima Zhen scratched his hair, and then his arms and thighs.

"Would you like to greet the Marquis of Xingjin again if he has eaten well?" Manager Zhang whispered again.

"I think he's fine, and I've had tea." Sima Zhen looked at Yang Xuanzhi, and Yang Xuanzhi immediately bowed down.

"You can ask about Feng Luan again." Mr. Zhang's forehead was already sweating.

Sima Zhen scratched his face again, "Oh yes, Fengluan is on fire, right?" Someone set fire? Who is going to kill my queen? ”

The words were serious again, and everyone knelt down again.

Sima Lun and Sun Xiu are not young anymore, and it is quite laborious to kneel down again.

However, Sima Zhen is the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty, and when it comes to the big incident of Fengluan catching fire, he still has to kneel.

Yang Xianrong did not kneel, but sat aside, rubbing the edge of the small clay bowl, looking at these people, including his father and brother, there was some incomprehensible light in his eyes.

Yang Xuanzhi's eyes were on his daughter, watching her every move, smiling, and suddenly his heart moved, the action of rubbing the bowl was like the appearance of the old lady Xiahou sitting in the ancestral house and analyzing the government with him, a little bit, a paragraph, layer by layer, peeling off the cocoon, which was shocking.