Rise From the Humble - Chapter 1665

  Chapter 1665 Huaan Questions and Answers (Part 1)

  After Zhang Jing left in a huff, the atmosphere of the clean-up banquet plummeted, and the rest of the officials were also a little absent-minded. They wanted to flatter and flatter Zhao Wenhua, but they were also worried that they would be liquidated by Zhang Jing if they stayed.

  However, if he followed Zhang Jing directly, he would offend Zhao Wenhua again. Zhang Jing has the capital to go, he is the governor of Jiangnan, he has a high position and power, holds a heavy army, and is deeply trusted by the emperor, but they don’t.

   It is neither to leave nor to stay; neither dare to leave nor stay.

   As a result, a group of officials scrambled between leaving and staying, their buttocks seemed to have hemorrhoids, fidgeting in their seats, and their hearts were tormented.

  Finally, it was Zhao Wenhua who was considerate, and stood up to thank all the officials for cleaning him up, and ended the banquet early.

  Everyone bowed their hands to thank them and dispersed. Zhao Wenhua said goodbye to officials regardless of size at the door, which moved the hearts of all officials, especially the middle and lower officials.

  In the end, the banquet ended, and only Zhu Pingan remained.

  No way, before the reception banquet started, Zhao Wenhua stopped Zhu Pingan in public, and asked Zhu Pingan to stay to drink tea after the banquet, and Zhu Pingan couldn’t leave even if he wanted to.

   “Zi Hou, let’s go, follow me to the study, and taste the tea I brought from the capital.” Zhao Wenhua patted Zhu Ping’an on the shoulder after seeing off everyone at the door, and said with a smile on his face.

  Zhu Pingan followed with his arms folded, all the way to the study.

   “Come on, try it.”

  After a series of dazzling tea art operations, Zhao Wenhua personally poured a cup of tea, handed it to Zhu Pingan, and signaled Zhu Pingan to taste it.

   “Thank you teacher.”

  Zhu Pingan thanked him, and took the teacup with both hands. The tea in the cup was green tea. The soup was bright green and exuded a refreshing tea fragrance.

  Zhu Ping’an is actually not good at tasting tea, but he has never eaten pork and has seen pigs running, so it’s okay to comment on it.

  Zhu Ping’an took a sip, closed his eyes and pretended to think about it for a while, then opened his eyes and commented, “The soup is bright green, thick and refreshing in the mouth, refreshing and refreshing, with a long aftertaste. It’s really good tea. The students are lucky.”

“Good tea, hehe, this is half a catty of tea given to me by my adoptive father before I left Beijing. Brother Lou asked his adoptive father for many times, but his adoptive father only gave him two taels.” Zhao Wenhua laughed and said with a look of complacency.

   There is a difference between closeness and distance, no matter what, he is still his own son, and you are just a son, so why should you be proud of it.

  Zhu Ping’an couldn’t help secretly slandering him.

   “Does Zihou know Songluo tea?” Zhao Wenhua asked.

   “Students are ignorant and ignorant, so I ask the teacher to enlighten me.” Zhu Pingan shook his head slightly, cupped his hands and said.

Whether in modern times or in ancient times, Zhu Ping’an’s background is not high, and he doesn’t have high requirements for tea, whether it is new tea, old tea, or even green tea or black tea. .

  After living with Li Shu, the quality of the tea she enjoys has improved, and she always drinks good tea and new tea. Now when we drink tea, we can divide it into new tea, old tea, good tea and ordinary tea, but it is impossible for the concubine to go further.

  As for the songluo tea mentioned by Zhao Wenhua, Zhu Pingan had never heard of it, so he really didn’t pay attention to it.

“This songluo tea is produced in Songluo Mountain. There is a poem saying: There are not many famous mountains in Huijun, but Songluo is in good condition. The mountains are surrounded by colorful colors, and pines and cypresses are often surrounded by white clouds. Songluo Mountain is unique, and a good mountain is good for pregnancy. Tea, this is Songluo tea. Songluo tea has only become famous in recent years, and it is hard to find for a while. It is famous because of the generous monk. This generous monk lives and practices in Songluo Mountain. Tea, tea making is exquisite. After studying Buddhist scriptures for thousands of years, the tea-making skills have been improved again. The Songluo tea that he roasted by himself is the best in the world. Songluo tea is worth one or two gold; although the price is expensive, the supply exceeds the demand, and people still want it. The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. In the end, Monk Dafang couldn’t stand the lure, so he returned to the vulgar to fry tea and sell tea , I heard that now the family is already very rich, married three wives and four concubines, and has many servants, and has become one of the most wealthy families in Hui County.”

  Zhao Wenhua smiled and briefly told Zhu Pingan the allusion of the origin of Songluo tea.

Uh.

  This Songluo tea, in today’s terms, is the most popular net black tea in the Ming Dynasty.

  Monks selling tea in vulgarity, like Buddha jumping over the wall, have a topical spread. Everyone wants to taste the taste of this tea that even the eminent monks can’t stand the temptation to sell, so it spread all of a sudden and became a popular tea on the Internet.

   Zhu Ping’an immediately understood.

“However, although this generous monk has made a fortune, his reputation is also despised by people, especially those in the Buddhist sect who denounced him as a Buddhist scum and expelled him from the Buddhist books. Many temples have “Great monks and dogs are not allowed to enter.” There are rumors in the world that Monk Dafang was impure in his six senses when he was in the temple, he harassed women from good families who worshiped the Buddha, became rich and unkind after returning to vulgarity, bullied men and women, forced good men into prostitution, etc. His reputation was ruined. Although Monk Dafang is rich, But it can’t stop the mouths of everyone in the world.”

   Zhao Wenhua looked at Zhu Pingan with a smile, and said slowly.

  Zhao Wenhua, does this mean something? Zhu Pingan noticed in his heart, and vaguely guessed Zhao Wenhua’s intentions.

   “That’s why, Zihou, three people become tigers, everyone makes gold, and burns bones. These words are terrible. If this generous monk was in the court, he would have been impeached to death long ago.” Zhao Wenhua said with emotion.

   “Zihou, as you see it, you have been slandered by others, what can you do, what should you do?” Zhao Wenhua looked at Zhu Ping’an and asked slowly.

   “True gold is not afraid of fire, and the body is not afraid of the slanting shadow. You can prove your innocence.” Zhu Pingan replied.

“Okay, what a real gold is not afraid of the fire, and the body is not afraid of the shadow.” Zhao Wenhua clapped his hands for a while, then smiled and looked at Zhu Pingan, and asked leisurely, “Zihou is knowledgeable and talented. Yue Wumu was murdered by Qin Hui in the case of Fengboting on trumped-up charges. Let me ask Zihou, is Yue Wumu real gold? Is Yue Wumu upright? How did Yue Wumu prove his innocence when there were many unwarranted “crimes” in the Jin Dynasty, such as supporting troops and abandoning positions? When Qin Hui bribed Zhang Jun, Wang Gui, and Wang Jun to falsely accuse Yue Fei’s son Yue Yun, he wrote a letter to Zhang Xian, wanting to How did Yue Wumu prove his innocence when he launched a mutiny together with him? When the old Han Shizhong complained about Yue Wumu and questioned Qin Hui, and Qin Hui replied that there was no need for three words, how did Yue Wumu prove his innocence?”

  How did Yue Fei prove his innocence?

   Can’t prove it.

  (end of this chapter)