Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

Wen Cheng felt extremely lonely and helpless!

His classmates knew a little bit about Wen's family, but after the plagiarism incident, they were always a little bit apprehensive towards Wen Cheng's powerful brother.Now they saw Wen Lun talking with so many important people who couldn't reach him with his usual expression, and they were immediately yearning for it.

"Brother Wen is amazing."

"Hiss...Brother Wen is actually Mr. Yao Da's closed disciple!"

"!"

Wen Cheng was looked at by his classmates with exclamation marks all over his face, and his face twitched.In private, he complained to his classmates and friends about family affairs, but in this situation, he couldn't cut Wen Lun's face face to face.In front of so many gentlemen, whether it is Wen Cheng or Wen Lun, they all represent the same Wen family.

Even though Wen Cheng was holding his breath in his heart, he had to put on a gesture of joy at this time.It's just that there are people coming and going in the teahouse at the moment, and none of them are human beings.Wen Lun's superficial kung fu is no different from no kung fu.

The layout of the tea house looks very casual, but in fact it is very patchwork, and each corner is self-contained, which is convenient for three or five friends in the same circle to gather together.

The waiter led Wen Cheng and his party to a circle of seats.Wen Cheng sat down with a classmate, picked up a book and flipped through it casually, three points more casually than at home, just after reading it for a short time, his shoulders trembled with laughter.

Another classmate saw it, leaned over to take a look, quickly covered his mouth, hugged his stomach and laughed.

Seeing this, Wen Cheng casually flipped through a few books at hand, and found that they were not gossip from ancient and modern times, but some interesting anecdotes. The stories were short and sharp, but humorous and interesting.Wen Cheng unconsciously turned three pages, and then came back to his senses under the soft reminder of the waiter.

The tea list was made into a roll of bamboo slips, and the types of tea on it were similar to those in other teahouses and teahouses, except for the first one that he had never heard of: "Gentleman's tea?"

The waiter said softly: "Yes. This Gentleman's Tea is the special tea of ​​our teahouse. It is made from the tea leaves of the century-old wild ancient tea tree, supplemented by a few herbs that are carefully blended. There are many, so the daily limit is limited.”

Small quantity = good stuff!

Good things naturally have a good price.But for a pot of tea, everyone here has all kinds of flavors, and the order is very refreshing.Another classmate picked out some refreshments from another scroll of bamboo slips: "Your teahouse is not simple, I have never seen several of them, don't just change the name."

The waiter smiled slightly and did not answer. After confirming the list with several people, he brought the tea set and refreshments in a short while.All the objects are simple and plain, yet meticulous in details.

Several old gentlemen at the adjacent table have already praised softly: "Da Ya, Da Miao!"

Several people looked at each other.What is the taste of the tea, they really don't have time to taste it at this time.To them, these people in front of them are like a ladder to heaven!

Perhaps some of the scholars are just high-ranking scholars who love to talk about poetry and fu, and express their affection; but these few of them are all young people who want to enter the court, and have the long-cherished wish of being a prince and a minister.In Wen Lun's words, they are all middle school emperors with high self-esteem.

Those who can mix with Wen Cheng naturally have good backgrounds, and if they want to be in the top position, they must rely on recommendation.The weight of this recommender is directly related to their starting point in the officialdom, and can even affect their official career.No matter which one of these people in front of you is willing to recommend them, even if it is just to say a word or two for them, that is a great thing.

Wen Cheng is just much stupid compared to Wen Lun, and not bad compared to these classmates.His classmates could think of it, so of course he could think of it, and he even thought about it a little bit more——Wen Lun, but his brother!

Unaware of Wen Cheng's wishful thinking, Wen Lun brought Yao Qing to make a familiar face in front of several everyone.Several old gentlemen took the school examination and immediately praised Yao Qing.

After all, Yao Qing was young, and after entering Fucheng for the past few days, Xiong Da took the time to play with the children every day.Yao Qing seemed a little sleepy after only answering a few questions.During the time on the mountain, he learned nothing else from his little brother, but he developed the habit of taking a nap, and automatically closed his eyes when the time came.

Seeing this, Wen Lun took the child's hand and bid farewell to the teachers.

Several old gentlemen watched the two leave. Wen Lun knelt down to hug Yao Qing, but Yao Qing refused by pressing his shoulders.

"As expected of Mr. Yao Da's grandson."

"Thanks to having Wen Lun as a junior brother."

"This little brother is good at taking care of children." An old gentleman felt a headache when he thought of his children and grandchildren.

"I've heard about it. Wen Lun made his father happy, and ended up marrying into the Eight Hundred Li Mountain?"

"Wen Lun is really filial. It is said that when the sedan chair was carried out of the house, he himself missed his father in his heart and was already too sad."

"Wen Lun's father...isn't the county magistrate of Longzhou? I haven't heard of any major incidents." To some upstarts, the old magistrate may be an old nobleman with little real power, but they still don't understand?That one is not easy.

Regardless of the few old gentlemen who lived in seclusion on weekdays, there were quite a few people spreading rumors around them. With just a few words, Wen Lun was completely ruined.Originally, they also knew Wen Lun.It is a big deal for Mr. Yao Da to accept apprentices, and he is still a closed disciple, which naturally attracts attention from all walks of life.However, this closed disciple was actually the eldest son of the county uncle of Longzhou. With such an indecent status, there were rumors in the circle that Mr. Yao Da would not be safe in the evening.It wasn't until later that Wen Lun made a small success in his studies and published some articles, calligraphy and paintings, which suppressed the rumors.

"Oh, it's a pity for this child." The old man shook his head, thinking of Wen Lun's rejection just now, he was deeply moved.

"Students don't have big ambitions, and they spend their lives in the mountains and forests." After Wen Lun said the high-sounding words, he took Yao Qing back to the guest room to rest.

The current guest room is not as simple as before, and the decoration is very comfortable.Xiong Dazheng was sitting on a recliner, drinking old man's tea, holding a volume of books, reading with relish.Seeing the two of them coming in, Xiong Da put down his book: "It's unexpected that scholars write this kind of thing." These booklets were sorted out from the idle books that Wen Lun usually read.Both Wen Lun and Yao Qing put a lot of effort into transcribing it into a book.

"Scholars can also tell jokes." Wen Lun replied casually, asking Li Er to bring in water.

Li Er walked in to deliver water.Yao Qing was already able to take care of himself. After a simple scrubbing, he climbed onto the bed and grabbed Wen Lun's clothes with one hand: "Little brother?"

Wen Lun lowered his head and kissed his forehead, then covered him with a quilt: "Ah Qing sleeps by herself today, huh?"

Yao Qing nodded, and when Wen Lun walked out, he buried his face in the pillow, covered his forehead, and his ears were red.Little brother, unexpectedly...

As soon as Wen Lun came out of the room, Xiong Da pulled him onto his body and lay on his stomach.Wen Lun was taken aback, and said in a bad tone, "What are you doing?"

Xiong Da's tone was even worse: "I saw it!" Seeing that Wen Lun didn't understand, he emphasized, "I saw you kiss Ah Qing!"

Wen Lun widened his eyes and said hesitantly, "You won't even be jealous of a child as young as Ah Qing?"

Old Xiong blushed, and immediately pouted his neck again: "It doesn't matter, you still have to kiss me."

Wen Lun smiled and kissed Xiong Da's forehead.

Just when Xiong Da was thinking about getting his wife to kiss more, Li Er knocked on the door outside the house: "Eldest Young Master, Master, something happened to the female relatives."

something wrong?Xiong Da and Wen Lun looked at each other, and hurriedly straightened their clothes without worrying about getting bored.

"It's the young lady of the Huo family." Li Er said while leading the way, "After drinking the nourishing tea, I have a stomachache, and I have already sent someone to invite the doctor."

"The Huo family?"

"The Huo family is a rich family in Fucheng, the elder of the Huo family is a senior official of the fourth rank, and the young master Huo is the disciple of Lin Shangshu."

"The Lin family?" Xiong Da frowned.

Seeing this, Wen Lun was puzzled: "You know him?"

General Xiong said about Lin Laoer: "But Lin Laoer is in their Lin family... Forget it, this ticket is full of scholars."

As a scholar, Wen Lun also got shot in the knee at this time, but it was obviously not the time to care about it.When the three of them came to the hall where the female relatives were, the situation was obviously different from what they had expected.

Mrs. Huo Shao's face was a little pale, but there was a smile on her face: "This servant is not sensible, and I am so tired that this lady was startled." After finishing speaking, she stood up while supporting the servant girl's arm, her footsteps were unsteady, half a The weight of the body was on the maid.

Bihe walked over with the doctor earnestly, and directly pushed Mrs. Huo Shao onto her body, and pushed her back on the soft seat: "Mrs. Huo Shao, don't rush away. The doctor is here, so let's see Say it clearly."

In Xiong Da's words, Bi He is a rare martial arts prodigy, but unfortunately he is already a little older. If he practiced martial arts since childhood, he would definitely become a master.No one could clearly see Bi He's secret movements of her hands, even Mrs. Huo Shao and the maid just felt dazed and sat back down again.

The doctor was already sitting on the stool that Li Er brought over.

A trace of gloom flashed in Mrs. Huo Shao's downcast eyes, but she could only hand over her wrist to the doctor.

The few old and young women next to them have not changed at all, those who should drink tea drink tea, and those who should laugh are joking.The beauty tea that the maid said was "drunk young madam", she drank it in one gulp.

The doctor quickly checked the pulse and said with a smile, "Ma'am is fine, but there is a little spleen and stomach disorder."

The servant girl immediately yelled: "You are talking nonsense! I have an imbalance in my spleen and stomach, my young lady will be in such pain?! It must be something wrong with that beauty tea!"

"Ah Xiang!" Madam Huo Shao yelled, and then said to Wen Lun and Xiong Dao, "Your servant is ignorant..."

"What kind of servant is ignorant, I think it's because you, the master, are ignorant."

The Huo family is a well-known family in the entire Fucheng, and Mrs. Huo Shao's background is not bad. Wherever she was robbed like this, she immediately glared at him. When she saw who was coming, she immediately lowered her head: "Madam Zhifu taught me a lesson. Yes."

Several officials' wives followed Madam Zhifu in one after another, and they all looked at Mrs. Huo Shao with a speculative look.

Xiong Da's identity doesn't need to be sold for anyone's face, so he said straightforwardly: "The prescription prescribed by the old genius doctor Hua seems to be inapplicable to you. Mrs. Huo Shao should not come here in the future. Your physique seems quite special. An imbalance of spleen and stomach can also cause pain like this, so let's rest at home."

The prefect's wife said casually: "What General Xiong said is true. Mrs. Huo Shao is weak, so don't come out in the future."

Mrs. Huo Shao was robbed of her white face for a while, and her pale face became even more pale.There is also a circle among noble ladies. If this statement is carried out today, she will be kicked out of the circle of noble ladies in the entire prefecture.How will she stand in the future?

But right now, she was not given any room for regret, everyone was watching a show, and no one said a word for her.

Just kidding, it's true that the Huo family is holding the Lin family's thigh, but the Lin family is far away, how much strength can they use in Anjiang City?The one in their own family is also an external official.It's just that with this status, among the women's family members here, who is really afraid of whom?Could it be that the Huo family has the backing?

Granny Ling Qing said with a smile at this time: "It turned out that it was the old genius doctor Hua who made the move. My old lady feels a few years younger after drinking it."

Among all the female relatives here, no one has a higher status than Granny Ling Qing.At the moment, they all echoed your words and chatted with me.

Mrs. Huo Shao felt dazed, and she didn't come back to her senses until she was helped onto her own sedan chair.She thought that no matter how famous Zhennan General is, he is now just a general with rank but no real power; a magistrate is also a shabby hut in a small county town.She didn't think about what to do with them, she just left a bad impression on people, but she didn't expect the consequences to become like this.

Mrs. Huo Shao returned home.Master Huo has already heard the news and is waiting.

Young Master Huo didn't say much, sighed and said, "Forget it. I'll go there in person tomorrow."