The only honor of the water cut off

He led her for a few steps, and the trickle of water seeping out of the stone was already behind her. Perhaps she was greedy for that little bit of warmth, but she didn't think of pulling her hand back.

Although the bamboo forest is dense, it is not long. Commander Pang turned to the left, and he saw an open lake, still wrapped in the cold morning mist, and the green bamboos on the bank reflected layers of green ripples. Gongsun Ce flinched, and saw a brownstone at his feet: Concentric.

There was only a low well a few zhang away, Gongsun Ce glanced around, walked forward, leaned his body to look into the well, and said, "This well is backed by a mountain and facing a lake, and it is at the foot of Longtongue Mountain. It must be Longshui Well."

"Young master has good eyesight."

Hearing Pang Tong's praise, Gongsun Ce felt proud, and said again: "The topography of Junshan is "a black dragon lying on the water". Standing at the mouth of the dragon, the left mountain is the upper jaw, and the right mountain is the lower jaw. The cornerstone is called "Dragon's Teeth". There is a long hill in the middle, which is called "Dragon's Tongue", and there is a small well under the "Dragon's Tongue". Drops of water dripped into the water and made a tinkling sound. It is said that this stone is the tip of the dragon's tongue, and the well water is the saliva dripping from the tip of the tongue, hence the name "Dragon Saliva Well".

After that, he pointed to a yellow piece at the bottom of the well, half covered in soil, half submerged in water, smooth with a depression in the middle: "Wonderful, wonderful, this stone is like the tip of a dragon's tongue."

Pang Tong stood by his side, quietly watching his joyful expression, even the brows at the temples seemed to soften, but he didn't care what he was talking about.

It wasn't until Gongsun Ce finished speaking and looked at him with raised eyebrows that he laughed and said, "Those who salivate drool. No matter how good this dragon saliva is, isn't that the dragon's saliva?"

Gongsun Ce gave him a white look, and made this sentimental thing so vulgar.

Although the mouth of the well is short, the water surface is high. Pang Tong leaned over to scoop up the small bucket, so Gongsun Ce reached out and snatched the bucket. Why are you still fetching water? Don’t you think it’s disgusting?”

"This well in my territory naturally follows my surname Pang, and has nothing to do with the dragon. Moreover, the water drawn in the morning is especially clear and sweet. Pang Tong does not want to disappoint the good intentions of good fortune."

Gongsun Ce pouted, and said, "Pang Tong, there are a lot of doomsday things in this world, arrogance sometimes equals naivete."

Pang Tong looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "This is the first time that Pang has been called naive."

Seeing his playful expression, Gongsun Ce glanced at him, put away the fan in his hand, casually rolled up his long sleeves, straightened his right arm and leaned over to scoop water, just as the bucket touched the water, the sleeves slid down his forearm down.

I don't know if it was the silk slipping down, or his arms were too full, the sleeves fell apart like a thousand miles away, Gongsun Ce was startled, and reached out his hand to save him, but suddenly his wrist tightened, and he pulled him up, the corners of the sleeves were still wet. A puddle of water came out.

Being led, Gongsun Ce couldn't stand still. He stepped back and bumped into someone's chest. His face blushed, and he hurriedly took a step forward. He wanted to pull his hand out, but he was held even tighter.

Perhaps he hadn't been this close for a long time. Pang Tong sniffed and smelled a faint fragrance from Gongsun Ce's temple.

Pang Tong frowned and said, "Have you not taken medicine for a while?"

Gongsun Ce's heart trembled, and he didn't know whether it was because of his insight, or because of the concern in his tone.

"Yes... yes, it's summer, and all cold symptoms have melted away."

"Really?" Pang Tong squinted at him.

"Of course, don't forget, I am a doctor." He said so, but he lacked confidence.

Pang Tong squeezed his wet sleeve into a ball with one hand, and squeezed out a few lines of water, which dripped down at his feet and the mouth of the well. He heard him say: "It's a pity, it's a pity."

Gongsun Ce snorted and said, "I didn't mean to pollute the good water in your well."

"Misunderstanding, Pang is sorry that his hands and feet are too fast. This well water has spiritual energy, clear energy, and fairy energy. If you can let the young master wash his sleeves and get a little bit of the young master's arrogance, then it can be regarded as good water."

"Pang Tong! Who are you talking about being arrogant!" Gongsun Ce naturally refused, using both hands and feet, determined to shake off his hand.

His appearance like this is the most interesting, the corners of Pang Tong's mouth slightly raised, white steam was coming from between the fingers pinching the sleeve, and after a while the white steam stopped, and he let go.The sleeves were crumpled and dry to the touch.

"Even if you don't need to take medicine in summer, you still have to be careful not to catch a cold, especially in the morning fog and evening wind."

Pang Tong bent down to pick up the wooden barrel floating on the water.

Gongsun Ce was dissatisfied, why he could always relieve his anger with a single sentence, looking at his bent side face, his straight nose made his face sharp and angular, and he unconsciously reached out to touch his own Bridge of the nose: Well, even more handsome than his.Another burst of pride in my heart.

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The fog dissipated, and a few strands of sunlight streamed through the gaps between the bamboos. There were also some people moving around the bamboo building, wearing dark Wusheng clothes, not Feiyunqi's attire.

"Who are those people?"

"The servant."

"Isn't there a flying cloud rider? Do you still need to raise thugs?"

"This is strange, Feiyunqi is my personal soldier, not the caretaker of the house."

"Aren't you an idler? You don't need any personal soldiers."

Pang Tong smiled helplessly: "In other words, Feiyunqi accompanied me to visit the scenery of China, and the servants and nursing homes on this island, including the cook and girl, had to choose another one."

Pang Tong led Gongsun Ce to sit down on a high ground near the bamboo building, and he himself sat down in Zhenyi facing him.

"I don't know, what kind of tea does Mr. Pang want to eat?"

"Young master, why don't you guess?"

Gongsun Ce said leisurely: "Tea is nothing more than green, yellow, white, blue, red, and black. The green ones are Longjing and Biluochun; the yellow ones are Junshan Yinzhen and Mengding Huangya; the white ones are Anjibai , white peony; the green one is Tieguanyin, Wenshan Baozhong, Dongding Oolong; the red one is Keemun black tea; the black one is Liubao, Puer."

"If scented teas are to be counted, sweet-scented osmanthus, jasmine, rose, rose, cymbidium, lotus orange, gardenia, and plum blossoms can all be included in the tea." Added another sentence: "This place, I think it must be the yellow tea Junshanyin. No doubt."

"Hehe, you are really powerful." Pang Tong pulled the tea drawer aside and placed it in front of Gongsun Ce. In the drawer lay layers of bud heads, strong and straight, with bright white hairs and golden color, like gold inlaid with jade.

"I really enjoy it. This Junshan silver needle only grows in Junshan, and the quantity is rare. It has been a tribute for generations."

"It is true that the quantity of this tea is rare, but there is no tribute." Pang Tong lit a small stove on one side, and poured water into the boiling pot.

"Why is that?"

"The new shoots that Pang wants are full and bright, and they are about the same size. That piece of wild tea field can also be harvested in this small box. The remaining rain buds, dew buds, open buds, and wind-injured buds, do you want them? Pick it up and present it to the emperor?"

Gongsun Ce put his fan down and shouted, "It's a shame that you can say such disrespectful words, you are really a traitor."

Pang Tong didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "It's worth being a traitor like this."

He set out four celadon cups with shallow bottoms and thin mouths, and held a fist-sized teapot in his hand. It was not an ordinary purple sand pot, but a transparent crystal teapot. The sun scattered into seven colors.

Gongsun Ce listened carefully, and there seemed to be the sound of bubbles coming out of the bottom of the pot, but this yellow tea is not as good as green tea, the water should be older, until you hear the sound of bubbles getting louder, you will know that the water is boiled, look With the teapot in Pang Tong's hand, he said curiously, "Your utensils for drinking tea are also really strange."

Pang Tong said with a smile: "After a while, you will know its benefits."

Lift the pot to the teapot, pour boiling water into the teacups, and heat up the sanitary ware; scoop the buds with a teaspoon and put them in the teapot, which only accounts for seven points.

Gongsun Ce raised his arm high, holding the corner of his sleeve in one hand, and the boiling water poured into the teapot, like flowing water from a high mountain, pouring straight in, making Ya'er spin around in the pot, foaming up, and then covering the teapot with foam. , all skilled.

Once he saw the plain face in white clothes, the sunlight reflected behind his ears, shining brightly, and a scent of steam in front of his eyebrows accumulated on the tips of his eyelashes, trembling.

Pang Tong clapped his hands and said, "Wonderful, watching the young master make tea seems to be much more interesting than the tea itself."

Gongsun Ce gave him a white look: "What's so interesting about making tea?

The first pot of tea is washed tea, which is not drunk.

The second pot of tea can only be poured into the cup.

While talking, the buds in the pot changed a little. They stood up vertically one by one, rushed upwards, stood upright in the air, then moved up and down, and then sank slowly, clustering on the bottom of the pot.

Gongsun Ce's eyes lit up, and he praised: "This cluster is like a forest of swords and guns, like bamboo shoots after a rain, and even more like golden chrysanthemums blooming in full bloom. It turns out that you use this transparent teapot to watch the tea dance."

Pang Tong said with a smile: "Young master, you can understand it at one point. If it doesn't point to the sky, how can it have the reputation of the silver needle?"

Gongsun Ce picked up the teapot and poured the tea [-]% full.Yu Jin still needs to tap into the four cups one by one, which is called tea.

Another pot of boiling water was poured in, and I saw the yellow buds dancing again, floating up and down, rising and falling three times, unintentionally, I had exhausted my life.

The two held teacups, the tea juice was apricot yellow, and Gongsun Ce took a sip. He felt the fragrance was fresh and warmed his heart, and his eyes couldn't help wandering away.Seeing the small island with a square meter of several feet in Jianxin Lake, Gongsun Ce praised: "The lake in the lake, the island in the island, if you drink it on the island, it will have a different taste."

Pang Tong followed his gaze and said in a low voice, "Drinking tea with the young master is also a delicious experience."

Gongsun Ce took a look at him, found something vague and hazy in his eyes, coughed lightly, and turned his head away.

Hands, mouth, and heart are all softly wrapped in a layer of warmth. Sitting under the morning light, I feel a little dazed, or as people say, this silver needle tea soup is a fine nectar, which makes people forget their worries after drinking it.

The family served steaming five-color steamed buns. Gongsun Ce picked up a red one and bit a corner. His mouth was filled with the sweetness of strawberries. He ate one with tea. Flick and flick.

Pang Tong smiled and took the empty cup in his hand. The four cups were arranged and filled up bit by bit. There was almost nothing left in the pot.

Pang Tong handed him a cup and said, "It turns out that Gongsun Boxue also begs for tea."

Gongsun Ce took it and covered it with both hands. The cup wall was a little hot, and it was indescribably comfortable to hold it in his palm. He squinted his eyes and looked at the distance where the water and the sky meet. He heard some tides in his ears. Looking at the waves of Dongting water from a high place, the waves in my heart are rippling away.

"My lord seems to like this place quite a lot." Pang Tong noticed his ecstasy and asked softly.

"Dongting Lake is vast and boundless, and Junshan floats on it, like a leaf like a boat, free and easy, adding a bit of immortality, coupled with the emerald green of the island, the green onion cages of thousands of trees, and the green reeds and leaves, and the green bamboos covering the sky. , if it wasn't for the fairy who landed on the ground, it must be the mortals going to the gate of heaven.

"In that case, even Pang is unwilling to leave."

Gongsun Ce smiled and said: "It's so good. If Mr. Pang stays here, the world will be much more peaceful." He drank the tea in the cup, took another cup casually, and still held it in his palm.

Pang Tong didn't answer, but just looked at the cup in Gongsun Ce's hand. Gongsun Ce felt strange, glanced at him, then looked at the cup, and said in his heart: Why, it hurts to drink two more cups of tea from you?How can you be so stingy!

After thinking about it, he put the cup to his lips, took a sip, and deliberately looked intoxicated: "Mmm, yes, good tea, good tea." Turning to stare at Pang Tong, he exaggeratedly said "Huh", Said: "Mr. Pang's complexion is different, seems to have something to say?"

Pang Tong paused, and said loudly: "Pang wants to say, son, you are holding my cup."

Gongsun Ce was embarrassed when he heard the words, and before he had time to lower his head to confirm the authenticity, he felt a surge of blood in the back of his head, and the red color began to spread from the base of his ears. Sure enough, one of the two cups in front of Pang Tong was in his hand.

The celadon in his hand suddenly became a hot potato, he didn't want to put it down, and he didn't want to let it go, his face turned red, and he shouted: "Why didn't you say it earlier."

Pang Tong stood up leisurely and said, "Speak? Why?"

He picked up a celadon cup in front of Gongsun Ce, followed Gongsun Ce's example, put it on his lips, took a sip, and praised: "Well, good tea, good tea, with the fragrance of Zhilan. "

After saying that, raise your head and drink it up in one gulp, not like drinking tea, but like drinking wine.

Every time he took a sip, the people on the side blushed even more.

"A man doesn't stick to trifles, let alone a cup of tea. After drinking this tea, Pang Tong will treat you as a friend and confidant. I don't know if you have the courage to drink the tea?"

What he said made Gongsun Ce a little embarrassed, he hesitated for a while, only to feel that Pang Tong was bullying him, and whispered in his ear: "Or does the young master not care about Pang Tong as a 'friend and confidant' at all?"

Before he finished speaking, Gongsun Ce raised his head and drank the remaining tea: "Pang Tong, if you don't commit any crimes, Gongsun Ce will be your friend and confidant."