light wine brewed tea

Outside Fang's house.

Wearing a rich dress, Wang Xiuhe got off the carriage.

She had just sent off Mrs. Song and all the heads of the major tea shops, and brought Tweet back from Yunhe Tower.

Chen Er leaned against the door to take a nap, Zhou Qi poked him and told him to get up quickly, Chen Er was a little impatient, saw Wang Xiuhe standing on the steps, shook his spirits, and shouted: "Ma'am."

Wang Xiuhe responded without moving, and looked up at the plaque hanging on the lintel of Fang's house.

Tweety followed behind with an account book.

Wang Xiuhe smiled, and said to the plaque: "Go to the inner house first, and take a look at Master Fang."

The guards in the inner house were still there, so Wang Xiuhe walked in and waved to those people.

The leader came over hurriedly, opened his mouth to greet, and wanted to talk about the situation in the inner house in the past few days, but Wang Xiuhe didn't listen, and said: "Come back, you don't have to guard it in the future."

The guard listened to her arrangement, came and left when asked, without asking any more questions.

Tweety, on the other hand, was puzzled, "Madam doesn't send someone to keep an eye on the head?"

Wang Xiuhe glanced at her, and helped the jade hairpin on her head, "I didn't stare at it when I should have stared at it, but now I shouldn't stare at it, what are you staring at?"

Cui'er was startled, as if she felt that there was something in her words, she quickly lowered her eyes and kept silent.

Sanbao had seen Wang Xiuhe enter the courtyard a long time ago, turned around and ran into the study to inform his young master.

The atmosphere in the study has been strange since early morning.

Fang Zesheng moved to the table to write after breakfast, and Erye Fu sat opposite him, sitting on the back of the sandalwood chair, flipping through the idle books placed on the table by the master.This pile of idle books was bought at will to deceive people, and they are full of low-quality sensual stories, either "a scholar rushing for the exam was sucked by a fox demon" or "a loyal man from a good family was robbed of his innocence by a fox demon."

Erye Fu had read two pages with the head of the family before, and now that he finally had the opportunity to get it in his hands, he couldn't take his eyes off each page, and from time to time he would let out a few wonderful exclamations, "It's possible to do this?" "Oh Can you still do this?" "Tsk tsk, this waist is so flexible, is it really not broken?"

Fang Zesheng paused with the tip of his pen, and there were no waves on his face. He wanted to continue writing, but he saw that the paper was flowing like a ghost...

How could he let him kiss her mouth so easily?

Why didn't you push him away immediately?

Why did the kiss get deeper and deeper, and she was so unwilling to let go, and even hugged his waist tightly?

The head of the family wanted to reflect, but he didn't expect that the feeling of entanglement between lips and teeth was still there, and he fell into it again after thinking about it.

Sanbao entered the door and shouted, and saw this picture.

The young master of his family was lying on the table with a book of stories rolled up with a smile on his face, watching Master Fang holding a pen in one hand and gently putting the other on his lips.

"Master?" Sanbao watched for a while, and realized that the master was in a trance, so he whispered, "Wang Xiuhe is here."

"Ah."

"Aren't you going to meet?"

"See." Fu Jingxuan smiled, stood up and waved his fingers in front of Fang Zesheng's eyes.

Fang Zesheng was startled at the moment, realizing his actions, he hurriedly tossed aside the hand touching his lips, and pretended to be calm: "How?"

Fu Jingxuan said: "Wang Xiuhe is here, probably waiting for you in the flower hall."

At the mention of this name, the head of the family was stunned for a moment, then calmed down his complicated emotions and went to the flower hall with Fu Jingxuan.

The tea in the flower hall continued for half a cup.

Wang Xiuhe sat at the head, smiled and said to Fang Zesheng: "I was busy a few days ago, so I didn't come back to see how you are in person. I saw you yesterday and saw that you can still order tea for Master Song. I finally feel relieved. "

Fang Zesheng said: "Auntie, please worry about it."

Wang Xiuhe picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, then looked at Fu Jingxuan with raised eyelids, and said with a smile: "Where is the child born? Your parents are not here, and you have no other relatives and friends around. Although Jingxuan is married, he is a rich man after all." Young master, I can't always take care of you personally, my aunt was busy with things a few years ago, and she often neglected you, so don't blame my aunt."

Fang Zesheng said lightly, "Where is the aunt? For so many years, the Fang family has been taken care of by the aunt, which is already the greatest care for my nephew."

Wang Xiuhe put down the tea bowl and covered her mouth with a soft smile, "What's the matter?"

The two came and went, courteous to each other, as if the previous tea tasting meeting never happened, and no one knew about the tea ordering party.

Wang Xiuhe took out the account book and flipped through a few pages, and handed it to Fang Zesheng: "I sent someone to check the inventory overnight, and the "Diaolian" reserved not much, and the broken tea was far less than [-] dans. The date is August [-]th, and there are still two full months before today, and the new shoots in the warehouse are enough to press cakes, but the tea fragments need to be picked and roasted day and night.”

Fang Zesheng was still indifferent to the accounts, and this time he didn't even answer the accounts, "Aunt and nephew are always at ease, if you think it's right, I don't have any meaning."

Wang Xiuhe's shrewd eyes lingered on his face for a while, then retrieved the account book and handed it to Cui'er, "Since Sheng'er said so, then I will be in charge of arranging the rest of the matter?"

Fang Zesheng nodded, "It's all up to my aunt to arrange."

He was so calm and composed, but it made Wang Xiuhe look a little impetuous. His originally benevolent face sank a little, and he talked to Fang Zesheng about tea, and said casually: "There is not much storage space in the back house, and I must not be able to put those tea products. In a few days, I will send someone to find an empty place to store tea, preferably closer to the ferry, rather than spending manpower to move it when it is transported by boat."

Fang Zesheng nodded lightly.

Wang Xiuhe originally wanted to see some clues on his face, but no matter what, he couldn't see a trace of superfluous expression.

Could it be that she guessed the wrong number?Just as he was about to frown, Fang Zesheng raised his eyes to look at Fu Jingxuan, and the second young master Fu was also looking at him from the other side, his smiling eyes changed from the usual and his expression was solemn.

Wang Xiuhe immediately breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the tea bowl, and said to Fu Jingxuan, "What's wrong with the second young master?"

Fu Jingxuan immediately laughed and said: "Ma'am, you are joking. I eat and drink all day long and don't do my job properly. What can be difficult?"

Wang Xiuhe said: "Second young master, why should you belittle yourself?" She looked at the time, got up and came to Fu Jingxuan's side, and said with a smile: "Your tea knowledge shouldn't be buried here, it's better to wait until this time is over , how about I help the second young master find a job in the tea shop?"

Fu Jingxuan said: "Thanks to Madam for thinking highly of it, if Fu can do it, he will naturally do it with his heart."

Wang Xiuhe smiled: "Of course I can do it, it's just that you are busy, and there is no one to accompany Zesheng in this inner house. Why don't you talk about a concubine's room for him at that time, what do you think?"

Second Master Fu's smile was still the same, but he was a little happier when he heard this, "It's so good, I can't sleep with him every night as a man, if my wife helps him again, I will choose a beautiful girl, I think he will." feel happy."

Wang Xiuhe didn't expect him to be so happy, and said with a smile: "Then write this down in advance, and we will deal with it after we are busy."

After seeing Mrs. Wang off, Second Master Fu came to Fang Zesheng's side with a smile, and raised a palm towards him.

Fang Zesheng immediately raised his palm and gave him a light blow.

The applause was resounding, and the two seemed to have reached a consensus in the flower hall.

Second Master Fu was too busy with business, and wanted to go back to his study to continue studying the script, but was held tightly by the master, with his fingers clasped tightly.

"what are you doing?"

The head of the family had a glacier handsome face, and was silent for a long time, until his ears turned red, before he said, "I don't feel happy."

"I can also sleep with you every night..."