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Chapter two hundred and sixty-two good intentions as donkey liver and lungs

These days, Li Hong still comes to pay tribute every day. When talking about Pei Fanxian's affairs, every matter will not be left behind.

Although Lao Pei is nominally a literature of the Eastern Palace, his scope of responsibility has obviously exceeded this limit.

Li Zhi’s expectations for him were compared with the standards of the prince’s guests. The so-called prince’s guests were the first to be founded by Li Zhi.

In order to allow the respected elders in the court to escort the new crown prince, four people are currently assigned.

Who have held this position?

They are all figures like Yu Zhining and Lao Xu, who are definitely the third rank, and are ranked third. However, Li Zhi, who is very playful, is also very clear that every prince is still young, and the great principles of those old ministers may not be able to listen to them.

Even the gentle and sensible Li Hong is the same.

Lao Xu is pretty good. He can make him play with new tricks when laughing and scolding, but his body is already like that and he can't count on it.

So, Pei Fanxian's appearance was just the right time. Li Zhizheng was worried about where to find Li Hong a friend who was like-minded and well-character, and had the key to giving advice, so he appeared.

This cannot be said to be caused by fate.

Li Hong obviously had a very good impression of Pei Fanxian. In his mouth, Li Zhi had never heard a bad thing about Pei Fanxian.

They are all praised or come in a variety of ways.

This made Li Zhi, who saw Pei Fanxian getting closer to Li Xian, feel a little subtle.

Why did this kid get this thread on again?

Could it be that both sides bet, the first one is the mouse and the two ends.

After all, Li Zhi was still an old world who had been in charge of the government for more than 20 years. Even though he was captured by Xiangcha, he still saw an abnormality.

Pei Fanxian didn't understand his question for a while, and just said blankly: "I did not give it to His Highness the Crown Prince, but it was also a reason for it."

Li Zhi raised his sleeves and his eyebrows were facing down, and he made a look of treacherous expression. Lao Pei felt the pressure suddenly increase.

Li Zhi's gloomy face made him suddenly realize a problem that he had always ignored before.

Who is the most threatening person in the Tang Empire now?

As a time traveler, he has always been unconsciously led by historical records.

He regards Li Zhi as a generous and weak person, and in contrast, Wu Meiniang, who is a terrifying and evil person, is a vicious person.

When he was lucky enough to face his deity, he could not avoid this impression. Although Li Zhi was also a slut, he was a good-tempered little white rabbit.

However, what is it actually?

Judging from the current situation, Li Zhi had the final say in the Tang Empire. He dragged his weak body and was able to skillfully control the government.

What does this mean?

It is just because the ministers do their best to do things, so they cannot explain this situation in a comprehensive way.

The deeper reason may be that Li Zhi was the real helm of the Tang Empire. His usual gentle appearance was pretending to be used to confuse people.

In fact, he is the most dangerous person.

Thinking of this, Pei Fanxian immediately set up a warning and did not dare to slack off at all.

"Originally, because Weichen made this fragrant tea himself and because of the rough workmanship, he didn't dare to take it out easily. He kept it for himself to drink it."

"Besides, its taste is very different from the popular sencha on the market now. I am not sure whether it is the Saint or the Prince, whether it is accustomed to it, so I naturally dare not bring it out and present it."

"I am sure that the world can see the sincerity of the saint, and only good treasures can be given, but to be honest, if His Highness Pei had not mentioned this tea, I would never dare to take it out for the saint to taste it."

"In this way, should Xian'er raise it first?" His eyes turned to Li Xian, and Li Zhi's expression finally calmed down a little.

At this point, it seemed that he could only tell the truth. Li Xian hesitated for a moment before approaching and responding: "Fan Xian said it is right, it was indeed what Erchen asked him for."

"The saint is hard to get a banquet for Prince Pei's Mansion, so I thought about preparing more good things to entertain. When I heard that Pei Lang was the most resourceful, I called him to come up with some good ideas."

"So, he gave his treasured tea to his son."

So that's what happened, and Li Zhi suddenly felt that he was too careless.

It was just a small gift, or a fresh drink, so why did it conspire with the dark court?

Besides, looking at the things Pei Fanxian has done these days, it doesn’t seem like he is fighting for power and profit.

"No matter what, we are very pleased that you can respect such good things." Li Zhi was still a little embarrassed when he realized his prudentity.

Turning his head and looking at Wu Meiniang, he made this statement.

Li Xian was overjoyed: "The saint likes this tea?"

Li Zhi lowered his head: "Of course!"

"I have never drunk such elegant tea before. Pei Lang, you have a lot of skills and you have made great contributions."

"Mei Niang, what do you think?"

Wu Meiniang was only concerned about fighting with the two teenagers, and she didn't have time to take a few sips of tea. When she remembered, it was already cold.

Unhappy in my heart: "It's OK."

"It's just too light."

Fan Xian complained: It is really difficult to please the female devil.

If you want strong tea, you can!

Just crush the tea leaves and give you some high-end ones. The problem is that the kind of thing that is almost no different from the tea residue will be delivered to your old man. Apart from being rolled a few times, he will probably not get any good results.

Before Wu Meiniang could continue to attack, Pei Fanxian had already done the next step of psychological construction.

"The Queen Mother's tea is cold, so she will naturally feel light."

Minmin poured out the leftover tea, replaced it with new tea, and handed it to Wu Meiniang.

The female devil finally turned angry and laughed and took it.

"I think it's because there are too little tea leaves."

Minmin turned around and sneered: "That's not your fault!"

"When I arrived in front of the empress, I was so stingy!"

Pei Fanxian died unjustly.

Now let’s analyze the situation of stir-fried tea. There are only a little fresh tea leaves available for processing.

Because Chang'an City is located in the north, the surrounding prefectures and counties are not the main producing areas of tea, and fresh tea leaves that can be transported to Chang'an City are quite rare.

In addition, the Tang people nowadays don’t know how to stir-fry tea at all, they only drink tea cakes and fry tea soup, and fresh tea leaves have no sales at all.

It has no sales channels and limited sources. It is already quite difficult for Lao Pei to get these. The shortage of raw materials is put aside first.

The most important thing is that these fried teas were made by him, completely handmade. Li Zhi and the others only knew how to pick up the bowl and drink the tea, and where could they see the hard work behind him.

To be honest, all the inventory in his hands is here and there is no more pieces. Next time he wants to drink tea himself, he can only make it fresh.

He even disliked him for being stingy. These people are really heartless.

"All the tea I made is here, how can it be called stingy!"

"If the Empress feels it is not rich enough, just add a little more. If I am stingy, I will not take it out at all."

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!

This time, Lao Pei was really kind-hearted, but who knew that one of them was going to misunderstand him.

no!

I can't swallow this breath!
Chapter completed!
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