"Longtuan tribute tea is indeed well-known. Compared with Rizhu Huawu, the soup is not only purer, but also has a better taste. It has a silky teeth and a cheek fragrance. It is really a good tea!"

After savoring it carefully, Zhao Qi couldn't help but hype it up randomly.

"Hey, I didn't expect that Dalang was still a person who knew tea!" Ye Mengding put down the tea cup in surprise.

"Mr. Xijian doesn't know that Brother Zhao's grandmother is a master of tea division. She has excellent skills. She can use a simple pottery bowl spoon to point out the shape of a light cloud coming out of the mountains. It's really amazing!" Chen Ji helped her.

"Is this actually happening?" Not only Ye Mengding was surprised, but Wu Qian put down his teacup.

"This matter is definitely taken seriously. It was seen by the students and tasted it myself!" Chen Ji nodded quickly.

"Well, it seems that Zhao Xiannie is still a person with family background. He is not an ordinary family. He just doesn't know what his family background was like before? Can you tell me?" Wu Qian looked at Zhao Qi with a little serious expression.

"Old Wu forgives the guilty. The boy has been in poor health since he was a child. He was also a little crazy when he grew up. His parents died one after another when I was young. Only the grandmother depends on each other. In order to cure my illness, the family can be sold. Now the family is poor and can only live in a powa kiln. He has always survived by the help of his fellow villagers. After he woke up from the statue of the mountain temple, he also asked the grandmother, but the grandmother has never talked about it. Therefore, the boy does not know about his family background..."

"Can you be the crazy boy who was cured by the legendary mountain god in Yanggong Town?" Ye Mengding suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Zhao Qi.

"That... it should be me!" Zhao Qi nodded awkwardly, touching his nose.

"Huh~~" Ye Mengding breathed a long sigh, but his face became even more strange. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask a few words, but Zhao Qi took the lead. "Mr. Xijian wants to ask what the boy knows, but I am indeed confused about this. I heard from the doctor in the town that I should have had a head disease before. Then, after the mountain god statue was smashed, the blood vessels were unblocked and the head disease was cured. It should not be a mountain god who showed his spirit!"

"Well, I guess it's the same. I don't say anything about the strange powers and the magic of the mountain gods appearing. It's just that people spread rumors!" Ye Mengding breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the tea bowl and drank tea again.

"I have also heard of this. It is said that there was a crazy boy in Yanggong Town who climbed to the mountain temple to play alone. After being hit by the mud, he became better. It turned out to be Mr. Zhao. This incident really made me curious!" The girl seemed to be interested in Zhao Qi, and her eyes fell on Zhao Qi like a clear spring, looking up and down, as if she wanted to see a flower.

"Well, this incident was rumored in Yin County a few days ago, but no one mentioned it recently. I think what the doctor said is reasonable. Crazy and madness are a disease of absentia. How could it be cured by a mud statue? And the saying that the mountain god appears is just a circulating among the people. It cannot be taken seriously. However, what my nephew said today made me think more!" Wu Qian glanced at Zhao Qi and continued to drink tea.

"Mr. Wu, don't think too much, otherwise he will be fueled by ignorant people. When the time comes, it will be heard by the official. I'm afraid the boy will be unlucky!" Zhao Qi said with a wry smile.

"Haha, just know, it seems that you are really different!" Wu Qian's face had an unpredictable smile.

Ye Mengding seemed to suddenly realize it. He glanced at Zhao Qi and then drank tea slowly. He seemed to think of something in his heart, and his strange face slowly calmed down.

Soon a cup of hot tea was finished, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on everyone's forehead.

Drinking a cup of hot tea in such a hot weather, sweat came out, and the wind blew in the river in such a high loft, the heat disappeared and the whole body became extremely relaxed.

"It's rare to have leisure and elegant today. Yuechan plays a song for everyone to help you liven up?" The girl ordered her maid to take away all the tea bowls and teapots and said.

"Haha, it's rare. It seems that Qing'er has indeed grown up. Every time I went to the Duke Chongguo's mansion, I heard that there was a piano sound in the boudoir, and I couldn't get it. Today, I actually took the initiative to offer skills. It's rare. If you really play it well, I will give you the pine-style guqin at home!" Ye Mengding laughed happily.

"Is it the valley inscription book of Mr. Xijian treasured by Bachelor Dongpo?" The girl was very surprised.

"That's right!" Ye Mengding nodded with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Xijian, don't lie to me!" The girl almost jumped up excitedly, and a hint of spring red appeared on her reserved and beautiful cheeks.

"I'm so bearded, I'm so lying to you as a little girl, let alone Duke Chongguo in person. If I don't keep my word, where will I put my old face in the future!" Ye Mengding pretended to be angry and curled his lips.

"Hehe, Mr. Xijian naturally keeps his word. I just admire Shan Gu Mingshu, the Grand Secretary of Dongpo, for a long time. Last time I went to play with Sister Baolian, I peeked in my study for a few times. I didn't dare to touch it!" The girl stole her tongue.

"So you have already thought about my piano. Well, I'll give it to you today and you can touch it every day in the future. But before listening to the piano, you should quickly add another tea and have another cup of dragon ball..." Ye Mengding waved his hand with a smile.

"Xijian, Xijian, it seems that you are giving away a piano is fake. The dragon group I am thinking about is real. Qing'er goes to count how many pieces there are in the dragon group, and bring half of it back to Mr. Xijian, and then make tea again!" Wu Qian ordered helplessly.

"Duke Chong really understands me!" Ye Mengding was so happy that he couldn't stop talking.

After the two famous scholars of the dynasty had sex, the girl rushed down the attic with a thunderous step. After a while, she returned. She had a small bamboo basket in her hand, which contained five pieces of dragon ball tea cakes wrapped in yellow paper. The two little maids behind her followed with a guqin and a fist-sized green incense burner.

The girl handed the bamboo basket to Ye Mengding, and a little maid placed the guqin on the piano table in the attic, and the other placed the incense burner on the incense table next to it and put a few incense cakes. Soon a faint fragrance spread in the attic.

"Well, this fragrance is quiet and elegant, with the charm of lotus chrysanthemum and plum, which is rare!" Ye Mengding nodded.

"Mr. Xijian's nose is really good. This is the fragrance that Qing'er has combined with herself. She put lotus leaf daisy mint and cold plum blossom dew. This is the fragrance recipe found in Master Su's notes!" The girl smiled with brows and then sat down and started to make the piano.

"Qing'er is amazing. You can do poetry, calligraphy, piano and painting, and you can also combine fragrance by yourself. My Baolian is about the same age as you, but you can only play with grass all day long. I may not have done this fragrance myself for a long time. A few fragrances have been covered in dust and my skills have long been unfamiliar!" Ye Mengding was a little disappointed while admiring.

"There is no need to worry about Xijian. The world is complicated now. It has never been as leisurely as today. Today, I will sit and drink tea. I am afraid that in a while, I will go my separate ways and get together in the future, and I will get less and less time to get together in the future!" Wu Qian also calmed down and sighed quietly.

At this time, the two maids also came up with copper pots and tea bowls again. The girl was about to get up to help make tea, but Ye Mengding stopped him and split the tea with her own hands. The girl also focused on making the piano. After four cups of tea were placed in front of Zhao Qi and others, the girl's strings had been adjusted. Then, after adjusting her breathing slightly, as her slender and white fingertips began to play on the strings, an ancient song that Zhao Qi had never heard before spread out in the attic.

"The flowers fade and the green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds the house. The willows blow on the branches are less, and there is no fragrant grass everywhere..."

With the long and long guqin sound, the girl's voice is gentle and melodious, singing a song about Su Shi's Butterfly Love Flower.

The melodious sound of piano and singing floated out of the high loft of Lingjiang Pavilion in the wind, adding a bit of elegance to the quiet Sanjiang Garden. Not only was Zhao Qi and Chen Ji fascinated, but the riverboats cruising on the river below the loft couldn't help but slow down. Some young scholars on the boat, holding folding fans and jade pendants, all looked up at the top of the attic.

"The swing is on the wall and the outside world is on the wall. The pedestrians outside the wall, and the beautiful woman in the wall is smiling. The laughter gradually fades away from hearing the sound, but she is passionate but annoyed by the ruthlessness..."

The song drifted with the wind, but only the sound of the piano was heard, and no beauty was seen. The cruise ship crossed the Lingjiang Pavilion on the river and suddenly left, leaving only a irremembered regret and melancholy out of thin air.

After a song, the lingering sound lingers.
Chapter completed!