Seeing that the master asked about his opinion, Shanhe rubbed his chin with one hand, looked thoughtful, and thought for a long time before he replied:

"Uncle Shi, originally you only need to wear a neat and undamaged shirt, but ......" Speaking of this, he listened to Shanhe's voice and said:

"In order to match today's grand ceremony, how about the disciple suggest you try green or red?"

"Green, red, why?" said Jiang Nong, puzzled.

"Green, representing the true color of the broken leaves, is also a kind of brown, and red is the appearance of the emperor god Yin after entering the water, these two colors are more appropriate to today's theme. But don't wear red and green together, that's, that's a bit abrupt. ”

"Oh, that seems to make sense. Okay, then the old man will go and change his clothes. Huh, then why are you dressed so casually, not red or green at all?" Jiang Nong suddenly turned his head before entering the house and asked.

"Hehe, disciple, disciple is just a supporting role today, you can't steal the show with your uncle!" Shanhe, who was wearing casual clothes, replied with a smile first, and then admonished:

"By the way, uncle, don't forget to comb your hair, trim your beard, and wipe your face later!

"Long-winded! You stinky boy, and you have educated your teacher?"

Jiang Nong's tone sounded a little displeased, but Shanhe didn't know, but at this moment, his face was full of smiles.

......

Half an hour later, all the guests arrived, and the atmosphere in the courtyard became a little grander.

There is only one square table in the courtyard, and it is full at the moment, and it looks a little crowded from a distance.

Yuan Songxi and Nangong Chi sat next to each other on the north side, Xiao Qin and Wang Yuan on the west side, Tao Xun and Li Persimmon sat on the east side, and only Jiang Nong, dressed in a dark red robe, sat alone on the south side of the small table.

After deliberately dressing up, Jiang Nong is definitely in good spirits today, looking at least dozens of years younger than usual. Not only was Shanhe quite surprised, but the old acquaintances sitting at the table also cast surprised glances at him.

It's been 20 years, and it's the first time they've seen such a "spiritual" Senior Brother Jiang Nong.

Behind Jiang Nong, there was also a row of young and handsome young disciples.

The mountains and rivers stand in the middle, and on the right are the four newcomers Luo, Du, Zhang, and Zhu who are uniformly dressed and dressed in suits and leather shoes;

On the left are the members who also attended last night's bonfire party - Zhiyun, Nangong Qing, Ye Xinran and Duan Jingchong.

But unlike yesterday, there is a new face standing next to Nangong Qing who has just joined the tea-making group, she is Nangong Qing's good sister ---- Sun Xiaowen.

After the meeting ended last night, Nangong Qing felt that this job was very rare, so she went to the cafeteria to tell Sun Xiaowen the good news and invited her to participate in today's party.

Shanhe also only found out about this morning, although it was a little abrupt, but everyone came, and Shanhe was not easy to refuse. In addition, he also had some friendship with Sun Xiaowen in the competition, so he agreed to this matter on the spot.

After receiving Jiang Nong's invitation to drink tea last night, the six guests could guess that there must be something important to discuss today, and they were mentally prepared. However, when they saw Senior Brother Jiang who was similar to the two of them in the past, and the group of elite disciples standing behind him, they were still taken aback.

Especially Yuan Songxi and Nangong Chi, seeing that their apprentices, except for Yuan Haotian, were all standing behind Jiang Nong at this moment, the doubts on their faces became more and more intense.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Jiang Nong nodded to himself.

With an indifferent face, he slowly took out the purple sand tea set from the steaming iron pot, and placed the teapot and seven cups side by side on the table.

Then, he carefully took out a handful of reddish-brown tea leaves from the ring and put them into the teapot, and after completing these processes, he looked up and said to the guests:

"I invited everyone to come as a guest today, but I didn't inform you of my intentions in advance, you must be puzzled, and the old man will accompany you first. ”

Seeing that Jiang Nong hugged his fists and apologized as soon as he came up, Yuan Songxi immediately smiled and said:

"Senior brother is serious, there is no need to mind this matter. I don't know what senior brother has to discuss today?"

Hearing this, Jiang Nong shook his head, did not mention the subject but continued apologetically:

"It's been twenty years! The old man is obsessed with the tea ceremony, ignoring the affairs of the sect, as the nominal elder of Nangongmen, as the senior brother of everyone, Jiang Nong knows that he has failed to fulfill his responsibilities. Not only that, but because of the old man's willfulness and selfishness, he often drags down the sect and you. Here, the old man must apologize to all of you, and hope that the junior brothers and sisters can forgive the senior brother for his selfish behavior over the years. Self-punishment is inevitable!"

Under the surprised and confused gaze of everyone, Jiang Nong put two fingers on the long beard, shook it gently, and the six silver whiskers instantly slipped off with Jiang Nong's painful expression.

In front of so many people, Jiang Nong showed his self-punishment method as soon as he came up.

Seeing this familiar scene, everyone wanted to stop it, but none of Jiang Nong's movements were fast, and in the blink of an eye, the six silver whiskers had already fallen on the table.

"Senior Brother Jiang, you, why are you doing this!" or Yuan Songxi was the first to speak: "We never blame you, but we have suffered from you all these years!"

After listening to the other party's words, Jiang Nong first looked at the six silver whiskers on the table, then looked at Yuan Songxi opposite, and suddenly smiled easily:

"Senior Brother Yuan, the rights and wrongs of the past, let it leave with the old man's six beards. Let's not talk about the old things today, let's first taste the hard work of the senior brother in the past 20 years!"

After a chuckle, Jiang Nong lifted the kettle beside him, poured the hot water into the purple clay pot that had not yet cooled, and continued:

"When the old man studied the tea ceremony, it was for this dream tea. Unexpectedly, this Emperor God Yin actually took the old man twenty years of time. If I do it again, I don't know if I can hold on to it!"

Seeing that Jiang Nong finally began to brew the tea in his mouth, which had taken twenty years of painstaking efforts to be born, not only the old people present were curious, but even the ten young disciples behind him cast focused glances at the teapot and teacup. Each of them is intent, for fear of missing the wonderful link in the blink of an eye.

After about five or six seconds, the originally clear boiling water oozed a hint of red.

But before the aroma could waft out, Jiang Nong quickly closed the lid of the pot, pressed it on the top of the pot with one hand, and stood still like a sculpture for more than a minute.

It wasn't until the time was almost up that the seven teacups on the table were filled one by one.

As the red tea flowed like silk into each cup, the familiar aroma of tea instantly filled the entire courtyard.

(End of chapter)