Showdown: Opening and Wu Zetian’s wandering on the deserted island - Chapter 132
Ordinary jade? You call this thing ordinary jade?
Jiang Yichu wanted to make complaints about it, but he still suppressed it for a long time.
He can’t say, I like your jade, it’s mine.
That’s too much.
After receiving the jade seal, Wu Zetian looked around and skillfully stamped a seal on the lower left.
A red military character was engraved on it, which looked very majestic.
Jiang Yichu was a little shocked when he saw it in his eyes.
“It’s done now, Wan’er. Send this letter out. Remember, don’t be careless.” Wu Zetian took out an envelope and carefully said after packing it.
“Yes, your highness. I don’t know where to send this thing?” Shangguan Waner said.
“Needless to say, of course, it was sent to Xiao Li. Let him come and pick us up and whip us up.” Wu Zetian said.
She has written it in her heart just now. This is an urgent letter.
“OK.” Shangguan Waner received the letter, but did not go out immediately. Instead, she took a brush, stained it with red ink, and wrote an urgent word at the unopened place.
“Wan’er, what are you doing?” Wu Zetian looked at the scene, frowned and asked suspiciously.
“This is what the immortal called me just now. He said such words to let the guards know the importance of this matter and send it urgently.” Shangguan Waner explained.
“So it is, but why did you write it in the unopened place?” Wu Zetian nodded suddenly, then stared at the unopened place and said.
“This is also what the immortal ordered. He said that as long as it was like this, he would not be afraid to be seen by others, because no one would think that Kaifeng was in a hurry. If you want to see it, you can only tear up the letter. In that case, the other party will be exposed.” Shangguan Waner continued to explain.
“So it is. The immortal is worthy of being an immortal. I didn’t expect this method. I admire it.” Wu Zetian understood, nodded and said.
“Fortunately, it’s nothing to me.” Jiang Yichu didn’t care.
“Wan’er, please send it.” Wu Zetian waved her hand.
“Yes.” Shangguan Waner promised and went out.
Almost as soon as she left, there were two voices outside.
“Lord Wan’er, where are you going?”
It’s a middle-aged strange voice.
“Who are you?” Shangguan Wan’er said after two eyes.
“I’m the mayor of this village. I heard you were coming. I came to see it specially.” the middle-aged man said.
“Oh, I’m going to deliver the letter. Knock on the door and go in.” Shangguan Waner nodded.
“Thank you, Mr. Wan’er.” the middle-aged man nodded excitedly and went to the door to knock.
Although he didn’t know who the people in the room were, the man at the door said that adults Wan’er should be polite and respectful to them.
He can’t be rude.
“Enter.” Wu Zetian’s cold voice came from inside.
“Yes.” the middle-aged man opened the door and came in and saw three people.
“What can I do for you?” said Wu Zetian, looking down at the middle-aged man.
The perennial superior has let her develop an unspeakable authority.
When did the mayor see this temperament, he half knelt on the ground.
“Little Zhao Changqing, I’ve seen you adults.” Zhao Changqing said with a courteous smile.
“Come on, what are you doing here?” Wu Zetian glanced at Zhao Changqing and asked.
“It’s nothing, just that I have a box of good tea for adults to taste.” Zhao Changqing glanced around and quickly confirmed that Wu Zetian was the main speaker here.
“Excellent tea? Let me have a look.” Wu Zetian said without changing her expression.
“OK.” Zhao Changqing nodded and took out a jar.
The jar is green and looks ordinary, but there is a dragon outside.
“Oh? Is the jar still fancy?” Wu Zetian looked at it and asked.
“Of course, sir, you don’t know. My tea is really precious and unusual.” Zhao Changqing said with a smile.
“OK, open it quickly. I want to see what’s in it.” Wu Zetian waved her hand and said.
“Yes.” Zhao Changqing stopped talking and opened the green jar.
Almost as soon as it was opened, there came a strong fragrance. It smells good.
“Is this the taste of tea? It’s a little light.” Wu Zetian said after smelling it twice.
“It’s really light tea.” Jiang Yichu frowned and said.
“My Lord, although it looks like light tea, it’s actually very delicious. It tastes absolutely great.” Zhao Changqing hurriedly explained.
He has treasured this green tea for many years. Usually when guests come, they are not willing to take it out to drink.
Today, it’s really rare.
“OK, then make a pot and let me have a taste.” Wu Zetian hesitated and said.
“A pot?” Jiang Yichu stared at Wu Zetian.
“I’m wrong. It’s a cup, and I’ll make a cup for the immortal,” Wu Zetian said with a wry smile.
“Yes, you adults, just wait and see my tea making methods.” Zhao Changqing smiled and began to make tea.
He made tea skillfully, but after a while, a cup of green tea was soaked and filled with aroma.
Jiang Yichu tried to take a breath to refresh his mind. His whole body trembled: “the taste is really pungent. It is estimated to be good tea.”
“Ha ha, if the immortal likes it so much, try it first.” Wu Zetian didn’t care.
“No, they gave it to you. If you want to taste it, of course you should taste it first.” Jiang Yichu waved his hand.
“Immortal, please be polite to me.” Wu Zetian turned her eyes and said.
“Then I’m welcome.” Jiang Yichu nodded his head, took the green tea and looked at it.
The water surface of green tea is very calm and can’t see any fluctuations.
Grunt.
After picking it up, he drank it.
Just at the entrance, his eyes lit up slightly and nodded: “this tea is very delicious, very delicious.”
“After drinking, my energy seems to have improved.”
“Immortal, is your coffee magic?” Wu Zetian smiled.
“Of course not, but it’s also very good.” Jiang Yichu said.
Zhao Changqing lowered his head and dared not speak. He glanced at Wu Zetian’s Danfeng eyes and finally remembered the identity of the woman.
Isn’t this the emperor of the great Zhou Dynasty, Empress Wu Zetian, her royal highness?
But such an existence, how to talk with a strange man is still very difficult.
If this matter gets out, I don’t know how many voices of doubt will break out.
“What are you doing? Get me a drink.” Wu Zetian glanced at Zhao Changqing.
“Yes, I’ll get it for you.” Zhao Changqing nodded his head and dared not neglect it.