This time, not only Wang Junhua, but also Yelu Guanyin opened his eyes wide. This child actually wants to interfere in adults' affairs? He even has to ask about the concubines his father favors? Can the fourth prince tolerate it
Jin Wushu laughed loudly: "Okay, son, if you don't like her, my father will send her away tomorrow. You don't have to be afraid."
"Thank you Dad, Dad is so kind." Lu Wenlong stood up, walked to him happily, hugged his neck, and said very affectionately: "Dad, I heard you said you wanted to drink tea earlier, I will make some tea for you. OK?"
He took his son's hand and was very surprised: "Son, how can you make tea?"
"My mother taught me. I learned a little bit."
Joy spread through my heart like a tide. The people in this room seemed to no longer exist. They only looked at Hua Rong and said in an excited voice that even I couldn't believe: "Come here, bring the full set of tea sets."
A full set of tea sets was placed on the spacious dance floor in the middle.
The tea mill, the small boiling stove, the green bamboo tea spoon, and the complete set of rouge red tea sets are the best Jun kiln products that are rare in the palace. Their exquisiteness is far better than the rose red tea sets that were smashed by Jin Wushu that night.
Lu Wenlong sat down, glanced at the people around him, and frowned: "Dad, tea ceremony is about those who know themselves and are elegant. I don't like it when so many people are watching..."
"Get out, all of you, get out."
The faces of all the concubines were almost dripping with water. They were children pretending to be adults, which was obviously what Hua Rong taught him. They were so angry that they had to leave one by one in embarrassment. Jin Wushu looked at Hua Rong happily. , but saw the soft smile on her face, and she was guiding her son in a soft voice.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wang Junhua's livid face. Hua Rong chuckled secretly, looked at Jin Wushu inadvertently, and smiled. Sure enough, the fourth prince's eyes were blazing and his brows were affectionate, as if he had completely forgotten that he had been so lustful just now. A man embracing the beauties from the Western Region! She sighed softly, understanding his weakness and his true face behind the mask of the so-called love saint. However, he just chose this trick - always taking jealousy as a sign of a woman's love for him or not.
In this case, why not do what he likes
She smiled slightly, looking like a cunning little girl.
Jin Wushu was stunned to see such a dress, such a light touch, such a smile, such beauty. How many years have he known her? How often have you seen such complete tenderness and beauty? Tenderness, smile, and beauty are all indispensable.
The tea had been crushed. Lu Wenlong frowned, as if he had forgotten the next step. He looked up at his mother and laughed: "Mom, I forgot..."
Hua Rong smiled, sat cross-legged next to him, and picked up the tea spoon.
All this seems like a world away.
Jin Wushu also sat down cross-legged opposite the mother and son, and admired it quietly for the first time. He had a different emotion in his heart, which was definitely different from the laziness and powerlessness he felt when he lost to Zong Han, Gu Shen and others in the political struggle. .This time, it is the ease of grasping the overall situation, and the world is in my hands. With my lovely wife and young son, the fragrance of tea lingers, this moment, it seems that the grudge with Hua Rong has been completely wiped out, it is a new beginning, the first encounter, Everything is as clean as the air after the rain.
After the new rain in the empty mountains, do you want a drink
In a trance, the woman in purple shirt and skirt across from her flipped her snow-white hands, as soft as boneless, and turned the rouge-red tea cup three times, showing the exquisite patterns on the cup to the guests. She said with tenderness like water: "Fourth Prince, Please have tea."
The exquisite patterns blended with the red hands, and the light blue fluorescence of the teacup shone. He stretched out his hand to hold the tea, but accidentally held the soft hands. His heart was beating wildly, as if there was a zero-distance contact.
"The green clouds are blown by the wind, and the white flowers are floating on the surface of the bowl. Fourth Prince, this is the praise of tea by Lu Tong, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. Try it, do you like it?"
He woke up from a dream, took the tea cup, lifted it up gently, and first looked at the green color, like the finest emerald, the most transparent crystal, it was hard to bear to destroy her incomparable beauty.
"Dad, drink it quickly, it tastes good."
He took a sip, put it down gently, and like the most elegant hermit, made a tea ceremony to Hua Rong: "Thank you."
Lu Wenlong had never seen his father and mother living together in such harmony. He was so polite and overjoyed. He took the tea from his mother and followed his father's example. He first looked at the pattern and then tasted it slowly. He put down the tea cup and He said excitedly: "Dad, Mom, from now on, we can often drink tea, okay?"
"Okay, okay, as long as you like it, I will drink it with you every day. I will also learn to make tea. Once you learn it, I will cook it for you and your son to drink. This tea set will be delivered to your mother's tent today..." He looked over excitedly. , Hua Rong pursed her lips and smiled without saying a word. She also held a cup of tea with her soft hands and took a closer look at the exquisite patterns on it.
This is the finest Jun kiln tea set from the Song Dynasty. It has the same color when it enters the kiln, but it is colorful when it comes out. It is said to be "like jade but not jade, but better than jade". Especially after the Jingkang disaster, Jun kiln was severely damaged and gradually almost disappeared. This set of high-quality rouge purple tea sets is worth tens of thousands of gold. It was originally a collection of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty. Jin Wushu was familiar with the culture of the Southern Dynasties and was good at porcelain and antiques. He grabbed more than a dozen complete tea sets from Jun kiln, including this one. The most precious and exquisite set.
Holding the treasures of her motherland in her hands, in order to avenge her husband, she had to deal with the enemy. She lowered her eyebrows and forced a smile. She took a sip of tea and it went into her throat. She was miserable. She thought of her son again, and her face slowly softened. Get up, little Hutou, he has never drank the tea cooked by his mother. A picture of his family slowly emerged in his eyes. One day, if he could still be alive, lead his two sons and live in seclusion in the mountains, he would not need such exquisite tea sets. How wonderful would it be if the mother and son sat around a random crude teapot and cooked the most delicious tea in the world for them and taught them the most elegant tea-drinking etiquette? There is even the rough and arrogant King Qin. Maybe he has never drank such tea, right? In my memory, he always drinks water or drinks, using a thick sea bowl, and when he raises his neck, he will get a big bowl. He can drink more than ten bowls without changing his expression, like the most powerful buffalo.
King Qin!
She sighed inwardly, those days of pain all over her body and days of unconsciousness were all due to him, all due to this rough man. He even knew how to be careful and take care of her meticulously.
To this day, I still have to help raise my son.
How much do you owe him
How great would it be to be able to make a cup of tea for him one day and wear a valley towel for him? However, such an opportunity will never come again. He is married, and his task is to cooperate with Yelu Dayong to compete in the world. Naturally, he has the gentle and beautiful Li Tinglan by his side to take care of him and give birth to children for him. He , we can only wait for a certain day to pick up our son. Three days between mother and son is the happiest ending in this life.
"Mommy mommy… "
She raised her head from her slight daze, with a smile on her face: "Son, what else do you want?"
The little boy picked up the bamboo spoon: "I want to practice the whole set by myself..."
She smiled and nodded, and Jin Wushu said hurriedly: "Son, my father will help you, come on, come on, my father will also learn together..."
"Ah, it smells so good, it smells so good. Fourth uncle, what are you doing?"
With a loud laugh, the young wolf master Heci walked into the tent hand in hand with his beloved concubine Xiao Xishi.
Jin Wushu laughed loudly: "Lord Wolf, you are here by chance. Please have a drink."
Lu Wenlong hurriedly saluted and handed over a cup of tea: "Lord Wolf, please have some tea. My mother cooked it herself..."
The little child, with due etiquette, held the tea cup, carefully admired it, and repeatedly praised: "Today I witnessed the authentic tea culture of the Song Dynasty. It is well-deserved and well-deserved..."
His eyes fell on the woman with flowing sleeves in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he lost his voice: "No wonder my fourth uncle misses me so much. Hahaha, my fourth uncle's princess is really the best in the world..."
Jin Wushu was overjoyed: "I have been waiting half my life for this day to come. Thank you Lord Wolf for your kind words."
Hua Rong was angry in his heart, but acted as if nothing had happened. He bowed slightly, and Xiao Xishi had already held her hand affectionately, speaking in Chinese: "Princess Yue is an eye-opener for the slave family today. This is the first time that the slave family has witnessed a real tea ceremony." , In the past, the slave family always lacked something... "
Xiao Xishi grew up in the Kingdom of Jin, and her Chinese has become slightly blunt, but she insists on using Chinese, which makes Hua Rong slightly more fond of her. She and He Ci are both dressed in semi-Chinese clothes, especially He Ci, who is dressed in Chinese. Wearing a bright yellow imperial robe and a crown on his head, if it weren't for the long braid behind him, he would be almost indistinguishable from the young emperor of the Han Dynasty. In comparison, Jin Wushu's braided hair is so distinctive. .
Perhaps realizing something, Jin Wushu looked at the crowd and then at his own clothes, smiled, looked at Hua Rong, and said in a gentle tone: "Lord Wolf and Concubine Zhang are looking forward to your tea."
Hua Rong smiled slightly, poured a cup and handed it to Xiao Xishi. Xiao Xishi took it, took a sip, and was pleasantly surprised: "It's really wonderful. Princess Yue, please teach me, okay?"
He Ci smiled and said, "Would it be too much trouble for Princess Yue?"
Little Xishi spoke softly and coquettishly, with a hint of the tone of her old homeland, "Princess Yue, please, I've been searching for a long time, but I haven't been able to find anyone who knows the way."
Hua Rong didn't refuse, so he practiced it again, and Xiao Xishi watched it with great interest. Everyone drank tea until late at night, and He Ci and Xiao Xishi left happily.
The tent became quiet. Lu Wenlong rarely fell asleep so late and yawned. Jin Wushu picked him up, looked at Hua Rong, and said softly: "Let my son sleep here tonight, okay?"
She was eagerly looking forward to her answer. If her son stayed, she would stay.
Because of her behavior that day, he began to feel dizzy, as if this woman was really his wife, the princess of the prince's palace. In this case, a family must live together, doesn't it
Hua Rong shook his head and whispered softly: "It's better not to disturb the Fourth Prince yet."
Jin Wushu woke up from a dream, disappointed, and said in a daze: "Hua Rong, can we start from scratch?"
Starting from scratch? Where to start? Since you haven’t met Yue Pengju yet? If you have never known Pengju in this life, it is not impossible.
Her laughter was light and ambiguous: "Maybe. Wait until the matter here is settled."