As its name suggests, Yunkong Pavilion is as clean and quiet as a cloud, elegant and empty.
Weiyang presented Beichen Tianheng with a multi-colored dragon ruyi gold plate with a white glazed green jade pot with a dragon handle and four small cover clocks filled with gold clouds.
After straining the tea, she poured a cup into the small bell and held it with Beichen Tianheng in person.
Beichen Tianheng gently smelled the fragrance of the tea, his brows stretched, he took a sip, and a smile emerged.
"Still Weiyang remembers that I love to drink clouds and mist!"
"Can the emperor also taste the difference between this tea and tribute tea?"
When Weiyang mentioned it, I also wondered, Yunwu is just an ordinary tribute tea, so how is it so special
"It's not like spring water, it's the early dew on the lotus, the deep water in the well and..." Beichen Tianheng took another sip, but asked with a frown, "It still seems to have a taste, I haven't tasted it yet?"
"Your Majesty's tongue!" Wei Yang poured another cup for him, "There is also a rootless water, which is easy to say, it is the rain of the old year."
Beichen Tianheng nodded and said suddenly: "No wonder there is a kind of clean and dust-free air."
"It's just an ordinary thing, it's really hard to be elegant in the palace!" Wei Yang was admired but not complacent, and gave in modestly.
"It's because the people in the palace don't have this heart!" Beichen Tianheng sighed, "Such clean water is indeed a rare treasure!"
"Huang Shangshu, you smelled a lot of fireworks in the household, come and try this tea!" He smiled at Huang Shangshu and handed him a small cover clock.
Huang Shangshu took it with sincerity and fear, took a sip and praised it, and thanked Princess Weiyang.
We also drank tea, a white jade gaiwan filled with Isshiki Ginza.
The tea is green and translucent, fragrant like a secluded orchid, and the taste is elegant but mellow and fresh. How can you brew such a tea!
"Xianshan Lingyu is wet and cloudy, and the fragrance of the skin is not even after washing. The bright moon comes to cast Yuchuanzi, and the breeze blows through the crape myrtle. You must know that Yuxue has a good heart, not a new face. The drama Xiaoshijun smiled, never Jiaming is like a beautiful woman."
I couldn't help reciting a little poem by Su Shi, and this scene was the most touching.
"Master Jun is good at learning!" Huang Shangshu immediately praised me.
I only bowed slightly politely. Although Huang Shangshu was my boss, his household department was prevalent in corruption and bribery, which was the most unbearable. If I had the chance, I would not be lenient.
Seeing my indifferent response, he smiled shyly, and complimented Weiyang a few times, "Beautiful Lady Baked Jiaming".
"Brother Mo, it's been a long time since I haven't seen your poetry, why don't I take this opportunity to let everyone know?" I saw that Mo Xichen had been silent, and couldn't help but be concerned.
I saw Mo Xichen put down the tea bowl, stood up from the table, and said aloud:
"The spring dew is fragrant at the top of the Phoenix Ridge, and the daughter in the green skirt has long fingers and claws. Dujian went through the clouds to pick tea, and came back in the afternoon, dissatisfied with the basket. The tribute text was moved to the government, but the cold buds of the mountain did not spit. It was baked into granules than lotus hearts. , Who knows that Nong is more bitter than Lian's heart."
After speaking, Yunkong Pavilion was so quiet that the sound of embroidery needles falling to the ground could be heard.
I quietly looked at Beichen Tianheng, his face was sinking like water, his knuckles swayed up and down, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.
On the other hand, Huang Shangshu was stunned as if he had not recovered.
"Huang Shangshu!"
Beichen Tianheng suddenly thought of him, which made him shudder.
"Is the tax collection going well this year?"
"One... everything is as usual!" Seeing Beichen Tianheng's question, Huang Shangshu's expression changed early, and he almost knelt down.
"Then why is there a saying of urging tribute?"
"Chen... I don't know." Huang Shangshu wanted to prevaricate, but seeing the emperor's brows slightly wrinkled, he said busyly, "There are many kinds of tributes, maybe the minister oversighted for a while!"
"The people are the foundation of the society, how can it be a child's play!"
Beichen Tianheng hides his anger and leaves the table with his sleeves. Huang Shangshu hurriedly followed suit.
"What a horrible sight!" Wei Yang sighed.
"So Weiyang can come up with the real thing!" Beichen Shaoyuan, who had been silent, said leisurely, "This king is tired of waiting!"
I was amazed, the white jade cup in front of him was still in the clear tea, not a single sip.
"Brother Shaoyuan will miss my little thing!" Weiyang pursed his lips, but waved to the maid to change the plate.
The maid replaced the tea set and carefully brought a few cups with unique shapes.
"Put away that set of cloud-patterned cups, don't need it!" Before the maid left, Wei Yang ordered with a frown.
I took a closer look at the new cup in my hand. Mine was a Begonia-style glazed bucket, decorated with golden vines and ancient vine patterns, and Mo Xichen’s was a green jade bamboo ear cup.
The most common one is the tea bowl in Beichen Shaoyuan's hand. Except for the simple color, it is no different from ordinary tea bowls. I can't help but wonder in my heart that what I give to Beichen Shaoyuan will not be bland, and I don't know what the mystery is.
"Resurrection Stone." Beichen Shaoyuan said, gently shaking the empty tea bowl in his hand, and there was a pleasant sound.
"It's Muyu Stone!" I searched in my mind and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Muyu Stone is a very rare hollow stone, also known as "Taiyi Yuliang", "Yu Yuliang", "Huangzi in the Stone", commonly known as "Resurrection Stone", "Phoenix Egg", which symbolizes good luck and good luck. Making tea in a mugwort stone cup not only smells rich, but also lasts for a long time without deterioration. I have seen a very small authentic mugyu stone in the laboratory. It is said that there are many trace elements in it.
The three of them looked at me in unison, I pushed the bridge of my nose, and had to laugh and say that I had seen it in an ancient book of **.
Weiyang used a gilt Feihong teaspoon to take out a little tea from a goose-patterned silver tea roller, poured water, set the tea, poured water, poured, divided, served, and flowed the water, which was extremely elegant.
I took a sip, the entrance was light, the fragrance overflowed, and the strange thing was that a cool air flowed all over my body, making people feel relaxed.
"What kind of special water is this?" Mo Xichen smiled slightly.
Only then did I notice that the jade-neck bottle in Weiyang was very delicate, and it seemed that it was really not ordinary water.
"Brother Xichen, can't you taste it?" There was a hint of lust in Weiyang's eyebrows, and he said to Beichen Shaoyuan expectantly, "Brother Shaoyuan, what do you think?"
Beichen Shaoyuan took a small sip and closed his eyes for a moment.
"White plums are covered with snow during the Little Snow Festival, white lotus leaves are covered with dew at the Bailu Festival, and white peonies are covered with frost at the Frostfall Festival."
"It really deserves to be Brother Shaoyuan!" Wei Yang nodded, "I sent people to go to many places to collect these three kinds of water, and I brought them here."
"If Pan Jie was here, he would be more familiar with these people." Mo Xichen said regretfully while drinking tea.
"Brother Pan Jie is also in Nanhuai?" Wei Yang couldn't hide his surprise, "I thought he had already joined the army!"
The two chatted for a while.
Beichen Shaoyuan snatched my teacup and ordered someone to pour a Dahongpao for me. I drank silently, warming my stomach.
After chatting for a while, we parted ways.
door.
"Brother Mo, is the tea-picking daughter you mentioned really true?" I asked Mo Xichen quietly.
Mo Xichen nodded, looking sullen.
"Everyone in the world says that Xi's people are rich and prosperous, and Nanhuai is even more prosperous, but I visited many places with my teacher a few days ago. It turns out that under the prosperous world, there are also many worries!"
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The plot of this chapter is mostly borrowed from elements, sorry!
Poems are selected, slightly modified.
"Tea Picking Song"
Chen Zhang
The spring dew in the head of Phoenix Ridge is fragrant, and the daughter in the green skirt has long fingers.
Dujian went through the clouds to pick tea, and returned in the afternoon with a dissatisfied basket.
Urging Gongwen to move down the official residence, that Guanshan Hanya did not spit.
Baked into grains are more bitter than lotus hearts.
"Second Rhyme Cao Fu sends gully to try to bake new sprouts"
Su Shi
Immortal mountain spirit rain is wet and cloudy, and the fragrance powder is not evenly washed.
The bright moon came to cast Yuchuanzi, and the breeze blew through the spring of martial arts.
To know that Yuxue has a good heart, it is not the first face of anointing.
Xiao Shijun, who plays the role of play, smiles, and always looks like a beautiful lady.