Ling'er is not only my eldest female disciple, but also a little bit with Liu Yue. It is exactly what I am happy to see. I don't want my female disciples to become someone's concubine, nor do I want their talents to be useless in the future. Therefore, I am happy to see that a romantic relationship between students is successful. They can at least understand and communicate with each other, which is beneficial to their growth.

However, Deng Ling'er is now 16 years old, so Liu Yue once hinted to me before the New Year. However, I told him clearly that when Deng Ling'er is 18 years old, if the relationship between them is still stronger than Jin, then my elder, who is both a teacher and a father, will naturally host the wedding for them. After all, I am still young now, and getting married too early will easily affect my physical development. I can't make my own decision, but my disciples and my son, my father and teacher, have made decisions.

As for the other disciples, they also depend on their own fate. However, I believe and respect their own choices are also the first to free love in the Tang Dynasty? It seems that no, Li Shu and I can be considered free love. As for the other three wives, it is also considered, at least in my heart, I admit that I love them, it doesn’t matter whether I grow a stallion. Not to mention anything else, the Tang Dynasty got married and only had one house. Apart from my father, I really haven’t seen anyone, oh, there is also an uncle Wei Zheng.

The rest, no one is from a few concubines. Even if they marry the princess’s mates, they will still take their own maids and princesses as concubines. This is the trend of the times, and I must follow the trend. Well, so I love feudal socialism.

Liu Yue also had a passionate face, and he blended with Deng Ling'er's eyebrows and eyes. Deng Ling'er placed the mud pot on the carbon fire. He picked up the palm fan and gently fanned the fire. Liu Yue had already placed a long piano in front of him, accompanied by the leisurely sound of the guqin, and the sound of the geese in the sky.

Another female disciple picked up a flute, and the melodious sound of the flute was ancient and ethereal, echoing the sound of the wind wielding the treetops. Everyone present had already calmed down, allowing the beautiful music to cleanse their hearts. Just the two big brothers, Bianfang Cheng and Bonarjin, also had a look of intoxication on their faces. You can imagine how outstanding these disciples taught by Cheng Luanluan, a great master of music in the Tang Dynasty.

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Deng Ling'er opened a large wooden box beside her. Inside it was a set of more than ten crystal-clear glass tea sets without a trace of patterns. The sunlight radiated through the gaps of the leaves fell on it, making it dazzlingly brilliance. The cups were not big. The most important thing was that the amount of water in the mud pot was not much, and there were many people I invited to come here to drink tea, so I specially chose this slender cup about one palm with a diameter of not exceeding three centimeters.

As soon as this cup appeared, everyone present was amazed. Sun Simiao, the old Taoist who had originally sat down, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Young Master, do you want to serve tea with this item? Haha, the shape is so strange, I think there must be a wonderful way to use it?"

"The Taoist Master is very good, because my disciple is ready to brew it later. Moreover, the tea leaves are not in the pot, but in the cup. At that time, the Taoist Master and you all can see Ye Shu's cloud rolling posture." I smiled proudly.

Deng Ling'er first poured the boiling water that had been boiled on the stove into the glass cup, then picked up a small brush and gently cleaned the inner and outer walls of the cup, and poured the water into a wooden barrel next to it. Then she lifted her slender fingers and took a tightly sealed wooden box from the table, and gently opened it. Inside, there were the fried green tea, green pieces, and the leaves were lightly rolled, like needles, and the fine white hair on it was even clearly visible.

The faint smile on Deng Ling'er's face had never changed, and her slender fingers moved. She gently took out a small handful of tea leaves from the tea box, and the needle-like tea leaves slid down her fingers into the cup.

A small handful of cups, and soon, at least ten cups, there were some green fine hairs on the bottom.

Deng Ling'er took the kettle and poured a little water into each cup in turn. Gradually, the originally curled needle hair gradually began to stretch due to the absorption of water. The fragrance originally enclosed in the leaf buds gradually spread out with the warmth of hot water. A stream of light but not dissipated. After inhaling the tea fragrance that soaks the heart, I couldn't help but close my eyes, it was so good!

The people next to him had a strange look on their faces. Li Zhi kept sucking his nose, almost comparable to the hunting dog. However, Wei Shuyu and the two old Taoist priests were both leisurely and fascinated. As for Di Renjie, his eyes were extremely focused on watching Deng Ling'er's every move, as if he was appreciating the famous scholars who were splashing ink and depicting a freehand landscape painting.

The sound of Youran's piano and the ethereal sound of Xiao still seem to be extra harmonious with the sound of nature. Deng Ling'er smiled slightly and raised the kettle to let the water flow straight.

Lift your jade wrist, lift the mud pot up and down and pour water. Repeat three times, the green color flies up and down, like a swimming fish playing in the water, floating in a vague manner.

I also proudly showed off my knowledge of making tea that I heard in later generations. This brewing technique is elegantly called Phoenix Sanno. Phoenix Sanno nodded not only for the needs of making tea itself, but also for the beautiful posture of the brewer, but also reflects traditional Chinese etiquette. The three-nodded avatar is a bow to the guests, a respect for the guests, and also expresses respect for the tea.

Hearing the guests around him, he felt that this young master was indeed extremely knowledgeable and knowledgeable. Then, the disciples next to him naturally put the brewed tea cups on the plate and delivered them to the guests one by one. The tea soup was a faint green color, just like the liquid of the Tianchi Lake. The delicate needles were floating up and down on the surface of the tea soup, and they were still stretching its wonderful figure slowly. The fragrance of tea with the white air became more and more intense and seductive.

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Sun Simiao first started the cup and observed the process of the needle hair stretching on the teacup for a long time. It was as if he had seen the tender leaves of spring slowly spit out from the buds and stretch out, contaminating the breath of spring. Then, Sun Simiao took a sip, and the bitterness and faint astringency in his mouth made him frown his white eyebrows slightly. However, when his doubts had not yet disappeared, after the bitterness and astringency were gone, the end brought a refreshing mouth and the intoxicating light sweetness and fragrance.

On the other side, Master Yuan still tasted the tea and felt the taste. His eyebrows slightly spread, and the surprise on his face appeared on his face with the joy of the first treasure: "Miracle! Wonderful! Wonderful... Without adding ginger and green onion, or salt and pepper, I have never thought that the original taste of tea has such a wonderful effect."

The praises were heard for a while, and I heard this young master's face full of joy. Well, look, these people are just tea tasting experts and true soulmates. If these teas fall into the mouths of half a dozen uncle Cheng's youth version, I'm afraid I can't hold it up for a long time. Maybe I still feel that this thing doesn't have a glass of water and wine. It's very likely that I will get angry with a heart attack.

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At this time, when everyone got a mouthful of tea, I laughed: "Diantu is too soft and I want to fall asleep. Yue'er, change another song."

Liu Yue did not answer, but stopped slightly, lifted and released, and the sound of the piano suddenly changed. When the fingers were rolled, the melody was no longer a central and peaceful, leisurely and contented tune, and a killing determination surged, like an iron arrow leaving the strings, soaring straight into the sky. The birds in the forest avoided the leaves in panic, which also made everyone present change their faces. Liu Yue's face was as deep as water. When his fingers were pulling out the bullets, the sound of war drums was loud and fierce, as if he was deeply trapped in the battle formation, and the iron horse and golden swords faintly revealed a stream of blood.

Next to him, another disciple, Tang Jian, also untied the package that he had originally carried behind him, revealing a pipa, and sang Liu Yue's guqin with the female disciple just now. If the sound of the zither is the endless battlefield, then the sound of Tang Jian's pipa is the majestic song of the soldiers. With the vicissitudes of the ancient meaning, he became slightly entangled with the soft voice of the previous female disciple, and began to appear excited.

Like a commander with millions of soldiers in his heart, he was full of energy and wanted to break the battlefield, he set up a horse and waved his sword, killed the generals and seized the flag, and regarded the millions of soldiers as if nothing had happened. Xiao Yin, the female disciple, fell lower and lower, but she could always find it in the stirring music, as if she was a wife waiting for the battle, her sincere low moan and her longing for thousands of miles.

After a long time, the sound of applause and slapping the chorus was endless. Even Li Zhi and several student princes were shouting and shouting. Liu Yue and others smiled faintly, bowed and stepped back to the side and sat down. They sat on another big straw mat with the other disciples, talking and laughing. There were also people cooking water and making tea over there, which was very leisurely.
Chapter completed!