After exile, I counterattacked with the farm space

Chapter 93 Tea Party

When Wen Chengyun came back after fetching water, the atmosphere outside was quiet. A trace of puzzlement flashed across his eyes. Before he left, his wife was already starting a fire, why didn't he finish it yet?Could it be that the fire folders have run out?
"My husband has worked hard."

Cheng Weiyao was waiting for Wen Chengyun, and when he saw someone, he went up to meet him, but secretly stuffed a bag of Ma Feisan in the past.

Mafeisan is naturally exchanged from the gold coin exchange shop of QQ Farm. It was originally used for anesthesia, but it can also make people unconscious, achieve anesthesia effect and is safe and effective without harming life.

Wen Chengyun's brows and eyes twitched slightly, he was quite doubtful about the Mafeisan on Cheng Weiyao's body, but he could understand that the officials are really disgusting.

Whether it is the younger brother or Ayu, they still have injuries and need to be taken care of. The officials will not allow this or that, it will only slow down the recovery of the disease...

"Worthy of being King Qingping, martial arts are superb, come and go quickly, really sensible..."

The officials got the water bag, and praised Wen Chengyun with narrow eyes, comparing people to obedient dogs in a strange way.

Wen Chengyun left the water bag behind, turned around and left, after all, there was no need to meet the officials who would turn into dead pigs later.

After 10 minutes, the official team was quiet, with the sound of breathing one after another, and even the other exiles were sleeping and snoring loudly while talking, everyone felt a burst of surprise.

"Did you sleep? Sure enough, it's unreliable to expect this group of officials to watch the night, and they sleep more deeply than me. I think I'll just watch over my wife and children tonight..."

"Why do I feel that something is not right? No matter how loose it is, at least the chief officer will not sleep like this. He must have been tricked by something?"

Listening to the chatter around her, Cheng Weiyao was already humming a ditty in a good mood to start a fire. It was a rare time when her ears were clean, and she was going to have a small tea party to relax with the supplies in the warehouse of QQ Farm.

As soon as the tea was put into the pot, the refreshing aroma attracted everyone's attention, and when they looked at Cheng Weiyao who was cutting the fruit plate with a knife, there was a hint of envy in his eyes.

"The tea ceremony is very popular, and all the princes and courtiers drink it. The princess is indeed worthy of being born in a famous family and an elegant person. She does not forget to enjoy the hardships in such a bitter and cold environment..."

Zou Zou's praise in this article made Cheng Weiyao suddenly silent. In ancient times, tea drinking rituals such as the environment, etiquette, and operation methods were quite sophisticated, especially this time most of the exiled prisoners were of noble background. Palace tea banquets, temple tea banquets, literati tea banquets, etc. participated in a lot.

If I really want to follow the interests and rules of the ancient tea ceremony, I don’t know how to do it. Cheng Weiyao smiled embarrassedly: "Is it possible that this is just a simple tea party? Basically, it feels similar to drinking tea in a teahouse. The tea ceremony is too elegant, I can't learn it, everyone who wants to participate can sit down and talk, just be casual..."

After listening to Cheng Weiyao's words, everyone had different expressions, but they were basically sympathetic. After all, from the previous few words, they could already know that life in the Duke's Mansion is not easy, and basic necessities are barely enough, let alone the tea ceremony. An elegant thing to cultivate sentiment?

"Official messenger, bandits are coming!"

Someone boldly yelled at the top of his voice, seeing no response from the official team, he felt relieved, and after thinking about it, the officials had a stomachache during the day, looked exhausted, and slept soundly at night. As it should be.

It was a rare time for everyone to have such a leisurely time during the journey of exile. After confirming that the officials had no chance to make noise in their ears, they all moved closer to the bonfire, and those who couldn't sit down even set up a few more bonfires.

With the dancing flames of the bonfire and the overflowing fragrance of tea, the ruined temple was filled with the sound of relaxing conversations for a while, and the children were attracted by the cut fruit plates, and surrounded them one after another. Cheng Weiyao's eyes From the beginning to the end, there was a gentle and doting smile in the eyes, coupled with the humble words, the goodwill in everyone's hearts soared.

The tea party didn't end until the middle of the night, and everyone thanked everyone in Qingping Palace before falling asleep. Out of gratitude, some women invited Wen Liyu and the imperial concubine to rest in the ruined temple.

"I can't thank you all for your kindness. My mother and I have already laid the floor, and the officials may wake up when they don't know, so we won't take this risk..."

Because at the tea party, many exiles returned to their original state of politeness and politeness, Wen Liyu was a little flattered and thanked again and again,

As for Wen Chengming, he had naturally received invitations from his friends, and he glanced at Cheng Weiyao vacillatingly, obviously a little uncertain.

If he went into the ruined temple and squeezed with his friends, there would be a better floor outside, but he had never left his family...

"Chengming can do whatever he thinks, without worrying too much."

Cheng Weiyao rubbed Wen Chengming's little head with a smile. Independent thinking is also one of the cores of education. She can be an assistant to give advice, but she can't make up for the little guy in everything.

Encouraged by his eyes, Wen Chengming clenched his little hand, greeted the imperial concubine, and squeezed to the floor with his friends.

Cheng Weiyao watched the little guy run away with a smile, and by the way rejected the kindness of Wen Liyu and the imperial concubine to help with the aftermath, and began to clean up the mess of the tea party by himself.

Many of the fruit plates were brought back from the warehouse of the farm. With other people present, Cheng Weiyao couldn't perform a magic trick of disappearing out of thin air in person...

"Madam worked hard, do my best for Fu Qian..."

Wen Chengyun took the initiative to come to help, Cheng Weiyao was a little apprehensive, for fear that he would not open any pot and carry which pot, she neither wanted to lie nor could she tell the truth.

However, until the mess was cleared up, both of them tacitly did not mention the source of Ma Feisan.

Regardless of whether it was outside or inside, everyone had already rested, the sound of the bonfire and the sound of breathing became the music of the night, and Cheng Weiyao slowly sat down next to the bonfire.

"I heard from the officials that if we cross another city, we will be in the Land of Exile. That place is not a place for people to stay at all. If it weren't for today's frequent accidents, I'm afraid we will have at least half a foot into the gate of hell... ..."

The news was that when Wen Chengyun went to fetch water, she pricked up her ears and heard something about Wang Gang's plan for a long time.

They are all talking about the next itinerary, because the theft incident was delayed in the town for several days, and because of the stomachache, I couldn't catch up with the schedule in the first time, so the road after dawn must be difficult...

(End of this chapter)