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Pu Ling is a disciple of Mr. Zhou. Although he is still a newcomer in the Central Plains tea market at a young age, his tea ordering skills are very good, which cannot be compared by ordinary people.

Even though he is as young as Hu Yunshan, he actually has a much deeper background in tea learning than Hu Yunshan. Hu Yunshan learned tea from Hu's old master since he was a child, and Hu's old master's skills are average. It may not be possible to stand with Pu Ling.

Presumably during this period of time, Xiao Heng had tested the depth of the two of them separately, and knowing that Pu Ling was superior, he took the opportunity of Fang Zesheng's visit to replace Pu Ling, so as not to make any mistakes on the day of the competition. Lost the face of the royal family.

at night.

Fu Jingxuan brought Fang Zesheng to the room where he lived for the past six months. The room was not too cold with a heater, and the layout of tables and chairs was like a house in the Central Plains without too many exotic customs. Xiao Heng stayed in the Central Plains for a few years when he was young. , I really like these elegant objects from the Central Plains, such as glazed jade cups and jade vases, which are placed in the room one by one.

Fang Zesheng didn't look anywhere else, he went directly to the bed where Fu Jingxuan had slept for half a year, and raised his hand to touch the bed board.Sure enough, although the third prince Xiao has tried his best to be arty, he is still a herdsman who is used to the sky and the grass as a mat. Fang Zesheng came to Linhuang Mansion with Fang Changru when he was young, and he knows that many herdsmen do not want to sleep on high beds. A soft pillow, only wishing to put a thin animal fur on the hard bed to keep warm in winter.

Although cold is not cold, hard is really hard.

Seeing that his back was stiff, Fu Jingxuan hugged his waist from behind him.

Fang Zesheng sighed, turned around, held his face and looked at him for a long time, rubbing the green stubble on his face.

"Don't tie it?" Fu Jingxuan asked with a smile.

Fang Zesheng shook his head lightly, took his hand and sat at the table, ordered Zhou Qi outside the door to find a scraper, and asked Sanbao to bring a basin of clean water to help him clean up the stubble on his face bit by bit.

Fu Jingxuan raised his chin, and followed his movements to the left and then to the right, chatting with him about what he had seen in Linhuang Mansion, Fang Zesheng seemed to have something to say, the corners of his mouth moved a few times, and finally said: "Hu Yunshan saying you……"

"Ok?"

"Being out of your mind all day long?"

Fu Jingxuan smiled, and Fang Zesheng was so frightened that he hurriedly moved away the blade that was shaving his face, for fear of hurting him a little.The two sat facing each other very close, Fu Jingxuan leaned forward, rubbed his red earlobe and said, "It's not just that the soul is out of control, it's also dangerous to become mad with love."

The next day is dawn.

All the streets and alleys in Linhuang Mansion have posted a notice that the third prince will have a tea fight with the tea masters from the Central Plains, inviting the idle people to watch the battle at Zhaorong Terrace in the south of the city in two days.

Zhaorong Terrace was originally a martial arts training ground of the Xiao family. With the completion of the capital a few years ago, the martial arts training ground was moved outside the city, and that place became a place for the warriors in the city to compete in wrestling. Now the third prince is on the stage in person to fight with others. Naturally, It attracted the attention of many people of different races, and then spread it to ten, ten to hundreds, and in just two days, it was known all over the city.

Tonight, Xiao Heng was drinking tea in a restaurant in the capital city with two foreigners.

Like him, these two tea masters have been traveling around the tea market in the Central Plains all year round to learn how to order tea. One of them is named Li Da in the Central Plains. He is not only good at ordering tea, but also a master at tasting tea. It is clear tea, just by smelling it, one can tell which house, household, year and month the tea came from.

The three of them are sitting here and preparing for tomorrow's competition. They say they are preparing, but they are not like Pu Ling and Hu Yunshan. They are just gathering together to discuss some tea bureau matters.

Although Xiao Heng was born in a foreign royal family, he was very serious about tea affairs. The rules of the tea fight have not changed, and the order is the same as the tea tasting meeting, first tea tasting, and then tea ordering.

He did have some skills, but in order to ensure everything was safe and not lose face in front of many people, he still replaced Pu Ling selfishly, but after replacing Pu Ling, instead of relaxing, he has been tossing and turning for the past two days, feeling uncertain.

Li Da sighed again when he heard him, and asked, "What worries does the third prince have?"

Xiao Heng couldn't say anything, turned the white jade teacup on the table, and asked, "Fang Zesheng and Fu Jingxuan, what have you been doing these past few days?"

Another Mingshi named Wang Pu answered, "I didn't do anything, just eat and sleep together, drink some porridge in the morning, practice walking at noon, sit and play chess together in the evening."

Li Da seemed to know these things too, and asked strangely: "Why are the men from the Central Plains so close, not to mention eating and sleeping together, and I saw Fang Zesheng helping Fu Jingxuan to wash and comb his hair that day? Isn't this what a mother-in-law should treat her own men?" Do you do something?" Then he turned his head and asked Wang Pu, "Would you like to comb my hair?"

Wang Pu glanced at his bearded face and said with a complicated expression, "I'd rather brush an old horse."

Li Da was heartbroken, and didn't understand the meaning of the words, so he nodded, "I think so too. And that Fu Jingxuan, why does he seem to have changed in the past few days? He has a smiling face all day long. You still think he is not to be feared, but now you think he has some abilities?"

"But after traveling in the Central Plains for many years, I haven't heard of someone like Fu Jingxuan? I only know that he is the second son of the scented tea family. He went to tea tasting bureaus a few times when he was a child, and he was always the one at the bottom."

Wang Pu said: "I have never been able to figure out why I sent him here. The one surnamed Hu and the one surnamed Pu were all the leaders of the tea ordering conference last year. I remember the leader of the tea tasting bureau clearly. That's from the Fang family."

Li Da said, "Yes, it's the inner room of the Fang family."

Xiao Heng has taken over many royal family affairs in the past two years, and he really can't pay attention to the affairs of the Central Plains tea market all the time. Many news comes from Li and Wang. The more he listens, the more he feels that something is wrong , rubbed his brows and asked, "Does the inner room of the Fang family have a name?"

Li Da said, "Of course."

Xiao Heng said, "What's your name?"

"It's called..." Li Da rolled his eyes and thought for a while, "It seems to be called..."

Wang Pu said, "Fu Jingxuan."

"Yes! It's Fu... Fu Jingxuan!?"

Li Da slapped the table and got up, before he could speak, he remembered Xiao Heng sitting in front of him, and hurriedly bowed his head to make amends: "Third Prince, calm down!"

Xiao Heng was not angry, but he didn't expect these two people to be so sloppy, and no one could remember the name of Fang's inner room. Is there any movement in the tea market?"

Li Da said: "I haven't heard of this, but these days, he doesn't look like he can carry a pot. And when the third prince asked him to replace the surnamed Pu in the competition that day, Fu Jingxuan wanted to stop him." Yes, but these two days seem to have forgotten about it? I didn’t see how the two of them prepared? Could it be that they are not afraid of losing?”

Wang Pu pondered for a while, then worriedly said: "Don't make too many preparations, there is another possibility."

"What is possible?"

"Be confident."

Xiao Heng's eyebrows were twisted into a "Sichuan" character. He stared at the expressions of Fang Zesheng and Fu Jingxuan for a long time that day. It was impossible for the two of them to react so quickly. With just a few words from him, they fell into a trick. Put him in it?