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Fang Zesheng and Fu Jingxuan have known each other since childhood. The tea tasting conference is held every five years, and it takes more than half a month. The two met for the first time on Yuming Mountain in Chuzhou. That year, the Fu family had just squeezed into the four Among them, Fang Changru invited Fu Shangyi, and also specially handed an invitation card to Cheng Xiqiu.

At that time Liu Shi was still there, depressed and weak every day, Cheng Xiqiu took care of her and helped her to bring up a child, Fu Jingxuan who was only seven years old.

Second Young Master Fu looked thin and pitiful, and was always bullied by Fu Jingye.

Coincidentally, Fu Jingye beat him up again before leaving for the tea tasting conference. He shouted for injustice, saying that he just pushed his second brother, and somehow it became so serious!

Fu Shangyi has always been ignorant, he only sees what he sees with his eyes, angry at him talking nonsense, "Papa Papa" several sticks beat him harder, Cheng Xiqiu stood on the steps and listened for a long while, then entered the room suspiciously, only to see that Fu Jingxuan had already been washed clean Her face was covered with blood plasma, and she was sitting in front of the bronze mirror and slapping her face with grease, how could she look injured at all?

Cheng Xiqiu was angry and laughed, taught him a good meal, thought about it, and decided to take him out together, after all, after she had been away for a month, the two children might be beaten up, so don't let Fu Jingye be wronged .But in Liu's eyes, Cheng Xiqiu became biased and complained more about her.

Let's not talk about what Mrs. Liu thinks, let's talk about the tea tasting conference first, Fang Chang's Confucian virtues are highly respected, and everyone responds, and he takes his wife Xie Junlan to entertain guests from various families on Yuming Mountain. Xuan, personally taught him: washing the teacup is called "baihe shower", holding the teapot high is called "hanging pot high flushing", the long and thin cup is called the smelling cup, and the swell of the cup is called the justice cup.

But Fu Jingxuan was young, and it was the time when he was playful and mischievous. He would tease every flower and plant he saw. The aunt taught him to go in the left ear and out the right ear. When Fu Shangyi asked questions in public, he would talk nonsense, opportunistic, and angry. Master Fu had to grab his ears and spank his butt, and make him stand by the pavilion on the top of the mountain as punishment.

The Second Young Master Fu was fearless, he punished him as soon as he stood, and kicked the stone under his feet in his spare time, letting it roll and stop in front of a pair of dark-patterned black boots.Fu Jingxuan raised his eyes, just in time to see a young man smiling at him standing in the mountain wind.

That person is Fang Zesheng, the eldest young master of the Fang family who is now lame. He really is like broken jade falling into the green hills, every movement and stillness, he is very handsome.

"What are you doing here?" Fang Zesheng asked.

Fu Jingxuan said: "Punish me to stand."

Fang Zesheng asked, "Why stand?"

"My dad couldn't answer the questions he asked, which made him embarrass himself in public."

"Oh." Fang Zesheng said, "How about I teach you how to recognize tea?"

Fu Jingxuan was dazzled by this man's smile, and asked dizzily, "Who are you? Why did you teach me?"

"My name is Fang Zesheng."

"Fang Zesheng?" Second Young Master Fu narrowed his eyes immediately, and looked at him: "The eldest son of the Fang family?"

"Exactly." Then he came over and grabbed his wrist, and said softly, "Let's go, it's windy here, I'll take you with me, your father won't scold you."

Fu Jingxuan rolled his eyes and followed him for a few steps, while he was not paying attention, he broke away from his hand and ran back. Fang Zesheng was shocked and hurried after him.

A small shovel was thrown behind the pavilion, and the newly dug earth pit hadn't been filled up yet. Four or five pieces of high-quality tea cakes were placed on the ground, as if they were going to be buried.

"Ho Ho!" Fu Jingxuan glanced at Fang Zesheng, and said with joy, "Nothing to be courteous, either adultery or robbery."

Fang Zesheng's complexion changed, and his originally brimming smile instantly subsided, as if he had changed himself.

"Sure enough." Fu Jingxuan said: "Ma'am is right, the eldest son of the Fang family keeps himself upright, he has a handsome face all day long but he never smiles!"

Fang Zesheng said: "I laugh when I want to, and I don't laugh when I don't want to."

Fu Jingxuan said: "Then why are you smiling at me? This is the first time we've met."

"You are an interesting person. I think you are good. Is it wrong to smile at you?"

"You don't think I'm good, you just have ulterior motives!"

The matter came to light, and he didn't argue too much. Fang Zesheng took off his disguise, picked up a shovel and continued digging up the soil. Fu Jingxuan didn't go back to punish him stupidly. Instead, he squatted beside him and picked up a piece of tea cake. He said in shock, "This is... The Tao family's floating clouds came out of the mountains?"

Fang Zesheng said, "You know him?"

"Naturally." Fu Jingxuan said proudly: "The texture of the tea cake is twists and turns, like clouds and fog. It is boiled in mountain spring water and has a long aftertaste. It is the top grade among the top grades. The only thing comparable to it in the world is Your Fang family's "Auspicious Grass Carving Lotus", although the aunt said that the two teas are different and cannot be compared, but I still think that "Rui Cao Carving Lotus" is better, regardless of the color of the soup or the sweetness, it is rare in the world."

Fang Zesheng put down the shovel and looked him over again: "Don't you know a lot? Why are you still embarrassing your father in front of everyone?"

Fu Jingxuan said: "My father didn't regard me as his own son, and he never spoiled me, why should I help him show off?" As he spoke, he remembered Liu's tears all day long, and Fu Shangyi loved him. Ignore it, "Forget it, forget about me, what about you, you can sell a lot of money for just a piece of floating cloud out of the mountain, here are Fengqiao and Yurun, what do you want to do?"

Fang Zesheng said: "Bury it up, otherwise my father will make me taste tea in public again later. My tongue is numb and people will look at me like a monkey."

"Haha." Fu Jingxuan said without hesitation, "You look so good-looking, I would like to see you too."

"..." Fang Zesheng's face turned red, he couldn't hold on, and continued to bury the soil with a straight face.

"Young master! Young master—" As soon as the pit was filled, someone came looking for him. Fang Zesheng immediately dropped his small shovel, grabbed Fu Jingxuan and ran away.

Fu Jingxuan hurriedly said: "Run away, what are you doing dragging me?"

Fang Zesheng said: "You saw me burying tea, what if you sell me?"

"Hey, am I that unreasonable?"

"How do I know if you are loyal or not? Go quickly and take you down the mountain."

Fu Jingxuan said anxiously: "Don't, don't, it's my first time in Chuzhou, what if I lose it!"

Fang Zesheng said: "It's okay, this is my home, I will take you to play."

After a few words, he had already run to the halfway up the mountain with the wind.The two were about the same age, so they hit it off just barely, and after half a month of hiding and playing under the mountain, they were found by the two adults.

In the next few years, if Fang Zesheng and his father meet Jiangling on the road, they will definitely go to Fu's house to meet Fu Jingxuan. Second Master Fu thought that Fang Zesheng was his best friend in his life, but he never imagined that when he was 15 years old, he would listen to Fu Jingxuan. When something happened to the Fang family, the contact with Fang Zesheng was cut off. He couldn't get a response to each letter, and he was anxious. He ran thousands of miles alone to inquire about the news, but Fang Zesheng blocked the door and ignored him.

For a moment, my mind was full of thoughts, Fu Jingxuan had a lot to say and a lot to ask.

But Fang Zesheng was sitting in a wheelchair in a daze, with shock, worry, and invisible joy and joy hidden in his eyes, and he didn't know where to start, so he just shrugged and said: "The wind is cold, what's the matter?" Won't you go back to your room to sleep?"