Don't steal a man from me

In the hall, there was a nobleman dressed in fine clothes, Wei San was supported and kneeled in front of Chu Yunqi, and Chu Yunqi was drinking tea slowly.

Wei San looked around, but he thought he didn't show any flaws, so he said confidently: "I don't know what is the purpose of Lord Hou's visit today?!"

"Master Wei is really a nobleman who forgets things so much, so he forgot his marquis so quickly?" Chu Yunqi laughed lightly, got up and paced in front of him, slowly pushed his sleeves to his elbows, a welt mark was shocking.

Chu Yunqi laughed and said, "Master, I forgot who was the one who whipped at Zuihuayuan's alley last night?"

Seeing the whip marks, Wei San suddenly realized that he had beaten someone who he would never dare to beat in his life last night, and he was dripping with cold sweat. Lord, please forgive me, Lord Hou."

His fat body was prostrate on the ground, begging for mercy like pounding garlic, Chu Yunqi sneered and said: "Pull it out and the car will crack."

As soon as the words fell, the two guards carried Wei San out, and after a while, only the neighing of horses outside the door was heard, and with Wei San's long screams, Wei San was cut to pieces by five horses.

The whole process took only a cup of tea, Chu Yunqi did not blink, and ordered: "Settle down Wei San's family, and confiscate the treasury after inventory." After speaking, Chu Yunqi turned and left.

Yinglehou Mansion. "Master Hou, killing Wei San for no apparent reason, will it cause..." Fan Kui didn't finish his sentence, he was worried about Chu Yunqi.

"Arouse Mrs. Zhao's suspicion?" Chu Yunqi raised his eyebrows and said, "If I don't kill him, wouldn't Benhou's horsewhip be for nothing?"

"The injury on your body is really..." Fan Wei felt a headache for his Master Hou.

"Then what else? Who would dare to do such a cruel thing to the Marquis?" Chu Yunqi shrugged.

"But just because of this incident, killing Wei San and stealing his home, will it affect your reputation?" Fan Kui said very cryptically, and to put it bluntly, "Your reputation as cruel and ruthless is solid ".

"Reputation is something outside the body, and it depends on how the world evaluates it."

Chu Yunqi stood by the window, looking up at the sky, his eyes gradually blurred, and his deep voice seemed to come from the sky: "Whether it is the mighty overlord of the Seven Kingdoms or the notorious bandit, all will follow the sunrise and the sunset Ordinary people who are resting usually turn into mud, and in the end they will stand at the same height as a simple person, and be examined by future generations."

Fan Kui froze for a moment, the person in front of him was wild, charming and suave, he had a keen insight that ordinary people didn't have, as if he was a born king, if he glanced at him inadvertently, Fan Kui would always have something to say Unbearable pressure.

Therefore, among the many princes, Chu Yunqi, who was ignorant and cynical, became the confidant of Zhao's mother and daughter. Fan Kui was thinking, what kind of woman is worthy of such a person.

Zuihuayuan alley.

"My lord is back." The young man in white had just returned from the market, and the people who had gathered to drink in the tavern at the alley came out to greet him with wine bowls.

The boy in white smiled at them and nodded his head as a greeting.

"Master, I heard that Wei San died without him." said a tall and rough man.The boy in white stopped in his tracks, shook his head and asked, "When?"

"I heard that he seemed to hit Ying Lehou by mistake in the alley of Zuihuayuan last night. No, Ying Lehou brought someone to take over his house early in the morning." The man agreed.

The boy in white frowned, and let out a displeased "tsk".

He guessed that the person he saved last night was definitely not the businessman he claimed to be, but he didn't guess that it would be Ying Lehou. I didn't recognize him, thinking that Ying Lehou was definitely not an idle person.

At that moment, he smiled lightly, nodded slightly to everyone, and then walked into the alley, leaving the noise behind him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really not good to offend anyone, but it happened to meet that unworthy Lord Hou. Wei San's life is also bad."

"In my opinion, Lord Hou is killing harm for the people! Wei San bullies us common people because of his wealth, that bastard should have been killed a long time ago!"

Approaching the door of his house, a slender man was standing facing the closed door. The young man in white paused for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "Who are you looking for?"

Chu Yunqi turned his head and saw the person he was looking for standing in the middle of the alley paved with bluestone slabs in white clothes, the sunlight was projecting on his face, warm and calm, Chu Yunqi smiled and said: "Come here Thank you."

"Crassman Su Jue pays homage to Lord Hou." The boy in white saluted Chu Yunqi.

Hearing the person's self-reported name, Chu Yunqi was stunned for a second, his deep eyes flickered, he raised his eyes to look at Su Jue, smiled and said, "It's really helpless for me to conceal my identity, my lord, forgive me."

"It's okay." Su Jue smiled, bowed his hands and said, "If you don't mind Hou Ye, come in and sit down."

"Being obedient is worse than being respectful." Chu Yunqi returned the salute with a smile.

The house is not big, and when the wooden door is pushed open, a shadow wall comes into view, bypassing the screen wall is a small courtyard, a stone road is simply paved, leading to the three bamboo houses at the back of the house, and some green bamboos are planted beside the house .

Su Jue turned her head, smiled slightly at Chu Yunqi, and said, "Master Hou, follow me." He said and brought Chu Yunqi to the bamboo house in the middle.

The decoration inside the house is very simple. There is a wooden table under the green screen window at the east end, with a pot of orchids on it, a wind stove on the right hand side of the wooden table, and a bamboo and wooden kitchen on the south side. It seems that Su Jue entertained guests on weekdays. guest room.

"The humble house is simple, so please don't dislike it, Lord Hou. Please sit down." Su Jue saluted and asked Chu Yunqi to sit on the north side of the wooden case.

"Don't be too polite."

Chu Yunqi waved his hands and sat down casually. He supported him on his elbows to watch Su Jue busy.

After burning incense and removing dust, Su Jue turned around and took out a crimson purple sand pot from the bamboo cabinet. Chu Yunqi sat up and clapped his hands and applauded: "What a purple myrtle crimson sand pot!"

Su Jue looked at Chu Yunqi, his clear eyes flickered, he put the pot on the wooden stand aside and smiled, "Master Hou has good eyesight."

Chu Yunqi smiled slightly, but didn't answer. He was sitting upright, looking solemnly on the cushion and looking at Su Jue.

Su Jue took out a small altar from the cupboard, added water to the pot, then smashed the charcoal with a small wooden hammer, put it into the blast furnace, lit it and put the sand pot on it.

While boiling the water, Su Jue took out a bamboo box and two teacups from the cupboard and put them on the wooden table. Chu Yunqi took the cup and saw that the body of the cup was brown and black, and the word "Lanjun" was engraved in small seal script. Chu Yunqi looked at it carefully for a while and asked, "What kind of wood is this cup made of?"

"The old locust tree in Xiaoyao Valley." Su Jue replied.

When the water boiled like a fish's eye, Su Jue took out a little salt and threw it into the boiling water. Chu Yunqi smiled slightly, and after a while the water boiled like a spring.

Su Jue took out a ladle from the water, took the bamboo clip with his left hand, put his right hand over his sleeve, stirred the boiling water gently, and then put the tea in the wooden box into the boiling water, a refreshing fragrance came, Chu Yunqi closed his eyes and took a deep breath Said: "What a refreshing tea fragrance!"

The third boiling water was like a rushing wave, and the tea dust began to spread like snow waves. Su Jue took the second boiling water that he had just taken out and gently touched the center of the tea dust, then removed the black foam floating on the water, lifted the pot, and left After crossing the sleeves, a stream of clear tea fell into the cup. Su Jue pinched the teacup and handed it to Chu Yunqi with a smile, "Master Hou, please."

Chu Yunqi took it, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it lightly, and sighed sincerely: "Since ancient times, green tea and white porcelain have been paired with each other, young master is ingenious. This old locust tree brings out all the flavors of the tea, which is rare and rare!" He took a sip and continued. : "The taste is fresh and mellow, with endless aftertaste."

Su Jue looked at Chu Yunqi, and his clear and shallow eyes were full of joy. This kind of joy was like the joy of finding a bosom friend in the vast sea of ​​people. He smiled and said, "Master Hou might as well guess what kind of water this is."

Hearing the words, Chu Yunqi took another sip, tasted it carefully, raised his eyes and said tentatively: "The water tastes sweet with a little sweetness, but is it the snow water on the plum petals?"

Su Jue put down her teacup, clapped her hands and laughed, "Su has met many tea lovers, but he is a master at appreciating it, none better than Lord Hou. This water is sealed with snow from plum petals and buried in the ground. of."

Chu Yunqi looked at him, at this moment Su Jue was more approachable and gentle.

Su Jue is like orchid, clear and dusty, and like water, it seems simple and easy to understand, but in fact it is unfathomable.

Chu Yunqi lowered his head, took a sip of tea, and sighed, "Oops!" Su Jue was puzzled, and looked at him with watery eyes, asking.

"After drinking the young master's tea today, I won't be able to drink any other crude tea. What should I do?" Chu Yunqi looked anxious.

Su Jue was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Chu Yunqi was teasing, so she gave him a look, and uttered a word for a long time: "Slick tongue."

"Young master, thank you." Chu Yun Qi Lang said with a smile.

Sakyamuni experienced the joys and sorrows in the world, and he became enlightened under the bodhi tree. He went all the way west and rescued people from the ten-zhang soft red, but he never felt sad or happy again.

In front of me, the young man in white clothes is like a clear spring gurgling down from the mountains. He treats people with gentleness and politeness, and handles things calmly. The modest and gentle man is as gentle as jade. There are few people or things in this world that can make his emotions fluctuate, saying that he is alive. Bodhisattva, in fact, is not bad at all.

After successfully seeing Su Jue's angry expression mixed with a little bewildered expression, Chu Yunqi smiled complacently. He thought this feeling was a kind of conquest.

After the ridicule, Chu Yunqi regretted it, because Su Jue didn't pay attention to him anymore, just drank tea quietly, Chu Yunqi coughed a few times and got up embarrassingly, cupped his hands to Su Jue and said, "I've been bothering you for a long time. I shall bid farewell."

Su Jue sat up straight and returned the courtesy: "Su will not see you off."

Chu Yunqi laughed out loud, such a gentle young master, because of his teasing, he didn't even care about etiquette, he was really willful and cute, and he was still just a child.

He waved his hand and walked out, just in time to meet Yun'er who was bouncing back from the outside.

The young man was wearing brown coarse clothes and was carrying a bamboo basket that did not match his height. He was stunned when he saw Chu Yunqi.

"Little devil, you won't recognize me so soon." Chu Yunqi blinked at him.

"You are?" Yun'er rubbed her eyes, looked him up and down, then widened her eyes, pointed at Chu Yunqi and said, "You, you, you are the one who was beaten to death last night that!"

The corners of Chu Yunqi's mouth twitched, the suave and suave Ying Lehou left a bad impression on the child, he reached out and rubbed the child's head with a smile: "Good boy, your son is waiting for you in the back room .”

"Oh." Yun'er nodded obediently, put the bamboo basket in the yard, and called "Young Master" while bouncing towards the house.

It was night, and the sound of the flute came from Yinglehou's mansion. The sound of the flute sounded like a weeping woman in a lonely boat, or like a cuckoo crying blood on a moonlit night.

"Hey, I said ancestor, can you stop blowing this "Acacia Yin"? Your intestines are almost broken by you!" Yao'er covered her ears, with a worried look on her face.

Chu Yunqi glanced at him, and said: "Go away, I will blow it to you personally, you still pick and choose, and others can't hear it! Look at your brother, how seriously he heard it from the beginning to the end." !"

Then, our Lord Hou saw Fan Kui take out two thick balls of cotton from his ears with a blank expression.

"Hahaha, brother is so serious!" Yao'er rolled on the ground laughing.

Chu Yunqi didn't utter the word "you" for a long time, Fan Kui held back a smile and asked, "Does Hou Ye have something on his mind?"

"Having a great talent in the world, but willing to go fishing, woodcutters, farming and studying, wandering around in the rivers and lakes, it is really rare in this world of great contention!" Chu Yunqi sighed, and said with a smile that was not a smile.

"I'm afraid the person you're talking about is a fool." Yao'er said without even thinking about it.

Chu Yunqi gave him a sharp look, and said coldly: "This month's salary has been deducted."

"Why!" Yao'er was aggrieved.

"In the past, Jiang Taigong used a hook without bait to catch the fish of the volunteers. Shicang lived on the bridge and waited for Lord An. In my humble opinion, this person is probably Hou Zhiyin." Fan Kui replied after a pause.

Chu Yunqi nodded with a half-smile, leaned on the pillar and looked up at the crescent moon, narrowed his narrow eyes and murmured: "Su Jue..." The name of the boy in white was repeated in his heart Repeatedly.

"I found that you go to Zuihuayuan every day recently, why are you tired of playing brothels?" Yao'er gave him a blank look and said.

"Go, go, no matter how big or small, how could this Marquis be so careless?" Chu Yunqi slapped him.

Yao'er was light and open, shrugging her shoulders.

Fan Kui sat on the sidelines with a calm face and watched the two bicker.

Yinglehou is disrespectful to the old, and bullying the 15-year-old baby all day is already a common occurrence in Yinglehou's mansion.

Chu Yunqi ignored Yao'er, turned to look at Fan Kui and asked, "Then Xi Shisan's treasury has been counted."

"Master Waiting, the counting has been completed." Fan Kui looked up and replied.

"Very good, leave the expenses of the mansion after registering in the register, and pack the rest and send it to the king's city yourself, and pay tribute to the father." Chu Yunqi nodded and ordered.

"No." Fan Wei agreed.

The author has something to say: Su Jue’s method of making tea for Chu Yunqi in the article is the method of sencha in the Tang Dynasty. There is a little mistake here, that is, the general sencha does not use purple clay pots.I did some artistic processing here to enhance the relationship between the two *^_^*

What's more, people who can taste the water used to make tea from the tea are generally awesome, so Su Jue's feelings for Chu Yunqi here are not very sudden, which is equivalent to appreciation for people who understand tea Bar.