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There is a stove on the case table, two white porcelain tea bowls, a set of tea sets, and dozens of bottles and cans on the small table on one side.

The blast stove is made of copper and iron, shaped like an ancient tripod, three-thirds thick, nine-tenths wide, three-legged, and engraved on the feet.

One foot cloud: Kanshang Sunda and Xiali Li in the middle

One Foot Cloud: Equalize the Five Elements and Eliminate Hundreds of Diseases

Yizuyun: The gift will break the day of the barbarians

Three more windows were opened on the stove, and inscriptions were engraved on them——Yigong, Gelu, and Shicha.

The charcoal made of 500-year-old mulberry wood was lit in the wind stove, and the aroma of fruit trees came out. The young man in Tsing Yi took five wooden jars and added them to the teapot one by one.

When boiling for the first time, the noodle soup makes a slight sound like fish balls.A sweet and refreshing fragrance spread out, and upon smelling it, one felt refreshed, clear-headed and clear-eyed.As for the person sitting and making tea, he is neither slow nor ill, and every movement and stillness has its own charm, a true gentleman.

The smog lingered and followed the movement of the person opposite, and the anxiety hidden in Fu Qiuchi's heart gradually subsided, and his face was calm.

When the tea boils for the second time, the edges of the noodle soup are like pearls from a source, and the soup is turned into white waves. After removing the sweet fragrance, a scent of flowers and fruits is gradually brewed.

Seeing that the young man in Tsing Yi still wanted to cook, Fu Qiuchi stopped him and said, "Duyu, I heard that all the flavors of this tea have been boiled out, and if you boil it again, it will be old."

Song Ling fiddled with the charcoal fire with a silver clip in his hand, and his hands kept moving: "This is a mixed tea. The first boil can only stimulate the fragrance of the tea initially. After the second boil, the various tea flavors begin to blend. Famous teas mixed together."

During the third boil, the noodle soup is turbulent, and the tea leaves are tumbling, and the sweet fragrance, floral and fruity aromas disappear without a trace, and merge into a slightly bitter fragrance.

Song Ling wrapped the handle of the teapot with a white cloth, lifted the teapot to make tea, the green water waves condensed into a puff and fell into the white porcelain bowl, and stopped at two-thirds of the way to make another bowl.

The noodle soup is light blue in color, with light purple on the edge.Song Ling pushed a bowl of tea to Fu Qiuchi and motioned him to taste it.

When the tea soup was slightly cold, Fu Qiuchi picked up the tea bowl with both hands and took a sip. It was extremely bitter and astringent. Fu Qiuchi resisted the desire to spit it out and swallowed it.Putting down the tea bowl, he glanced regretfully: "Your tea is really overcooked, and it's very bitter."

Song Ling fiddled with the tea bowl lightly, making a small rustling sound, and said with a smile, "No, it's just right."

"Why is the tea so bitter?" Fu Qiuchi was puzzled.

Song Ling picked up the tea bowl he was playing with and drank it down, and said with a smile: "I named this mixed tea Baiwei, after Tieguanyin grown on the cliffs of Bashan Mountain, Luolong tea from Huanglongbi in Liuzhou, and Yuqian Longjing from Jiangnan. Fengming tea grows on the black iron soil in Fuzhou, and mid-moon snow from overseas."

"These five-flavored teas are all first-class famous teas in the world. Enjoying them separately, brewing them, or boiling them all have a special flavor, but mixing the five teas will only result in a bitter taste."

Fu Qiuchi was taken aback, gave a wry smile, then picked up the tea bowl and drank it like Song Ling, "I understand what you mean, I have learned a lot, including piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, rites and music. After all, it’s more expensive than fine, just like this bowl of tea soup, mixed together, only bitter taste remains.”

"Next spring, I'm afraid I won't be able to compare with Jiangdong Wang Fuyang. He is dedicated to learning, but I am half-hearted. I am far behind him."

"But my father is the prime minister of the current dynasty, and he is extremely handsome. I will do my best in everything, so that I can not lose my father's name and be the only son of a prime minister."

Song Ling sighed, everyone has their own way of life, he and Fu Qiuchi have known each other for many years, they can be regarded as friends, he couldn't bear to see his friend go astray, so he took tea making as an example, trying to remind Fu Qiuchi to distinguish between priorities.

But Fu Qiuchi is obviously clear in his heart, and he can only keep silent, even if he is a friend, he will not comment on other people's way of life.

"Why did Mingxin call me out?" Song Ling changed the subject, and asked about Fu Qiuchi's purpose for asking him to meet at Wangjiang Tower. Three days ago, Fu Qiuchi sent a name sticker, bluntly asking Song Ling to meet at Wangjiang Tower three days later a while.

Fu Qiuchi is not a person who likes to beat around the bush, so he cut to the chase and said, "Does Duyu want to participate in next year's spring?"

Song Ling also participated in Qiu Wei, and his rankings were not high or low under his intentional restraint, neither attracting attention nor falling out of the ordinary.Just as he and Fu Qiuchi have known each other for many years, Fu Qiuchi also understands him. Fu Qiuchi knows that this younger brother is the strong contender for next year's Chunwei Huiyuan.

"My father has always been arbitrary in his actions. He once said that next spring, I will definitely be Huiyuan, but I know that I am not as talented as Wang Fuyang or you, but what my father said will come true. Yang is unfavorable." Fu Qiuchi said with a sad face.

Song Ling was startled, since Fu Qiuchi dared to say that, he was almost certain that Prime Minister Fu would attack Wang Fuyang.However, the Jiangdong Wang family is a large family that has been passed down for thousands of years. It has survived several dynasties, and there have been prime ministers in the family. In recent years, Prime Minister Fu deliberately squeezed out his influence in the court.But this does not mean that the Wang family is easy to get along with.

Prime Minister Fu is so confident?Song Ling thought to himself, even if Prime Minister Fu covered the sky with one hand in the court, he would never dare to kill Wang's descendants. He must have used some means to tarnish his reputation and make him unable to participate in the Spring Palace!

Song Ling suppressed his inner thoughts and teased, "Ming Xin believes in me, isn't it afraid that I will tell the world about your father's plan?"

"Even if you tell it, no one will believe it. You can't imagine my father's methods." Fu Qiuchi shuddered, obviously very afraid of Prime Minister Fu.

"So Mingxin asked me to come out to persuade me not to participate in next year's spring, for fear that your father will attack me?" Song Ling said solemnly: "Only a few teachers and Mingxin know about my real talents. I don't know how your father knows?"

Fu Qiuchi said calmly: "I told my father." Then he explained: "My father invited many teachers for you. With my father's power, if he wants to know, he can always find out. Why don't I tell him, so there is still a way around it. room."

"To be honest, this trip was ordered by my father to test your talents. If you want to participate in next year's Spring Festival, I will tell my father that your talents are not as good as mine."

He laughed at himself and said, "Duyu, don't think I'm boasting and selling myself."

"Jiangdong Wang's I will also secretly send someone to spread the news, and let Wang Fuyang pay more attention. If the end of Chunwei is already doomed, what is the use of Huiyuan? The written test of the world's talents is what I want."

Song Ling looked at Fu Qiuchi thoughtfully. Fu Qiuchi was dissatisfied with Fu Chengxiang's actions, but he didn't dare to speak out, so he could only act in private in an attempt to resist.But his resistance was only superficial, and secretly sent a letter to the Jiangdong Wang family. Given how well Fu Cheng knew him, wouldn't he have thought that he would do this?

Xin probably couldn't even get out of the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so he would have to be intercepted by Prime Minister Fu.As for his real talent and learning, just like what Fu Qiuchi said, if Prime Minister Fu wanted to find out, how could Fu Qiuchi be able to fool him with a few words?

And Fu Qiuchi probably knew all this well, all the actions he did were just excuses for his own conscience, he didn't have the courage to resist Prime Minister Fu at all, and he was powerless to resist.

Cowardly coward, hypocrite.

Song Ling sneered in his heart.

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