The emperor didn't notice anything strange about her at this time. He looked at the tea leaves in her hand and nodded with satisfaction.

"Let's go and give me some tea."

With that said, he immediately walked ahead.

Jiang Zhao followed him silently.

The two returned to Yangxin Hall, where Wei Chengyun had already brought water.

The parents boiled a pot of water and soaked Mr. Otamagawa who could cross the water.

Then start roasting the tea leaves.

After a while, a faint scent of tea spread in the Yangxin Hall.

The emperor was still sitting cross-legged on the kang, smelling the faint scent of tea and feeling fresh.

I'm thinking that I won't order any ambergris in the future. Not to mention the expense, it's not as good as the smell of this tea.

After the tea leaves are roasted, they are ground into powder and then the tea is served.

The emperor sat on the Kang and quietly admired Jiang Zhao's tea ordering technique.

Although he is not as good as those scholars in the court, every move he makes has its own particularity.

However, it doesn’t have the flavor of ordering tea.

Because he had done it several times before, Jiang Zhao became more and more familiar with ordering tea. This time he did it faster than the previous times.

It didn't take long before a handful of carefully ordered tea was ready.

Jiang Zhao picked it up, walked to the emperor, then bent down and said.

"Your Majesty, the tea is ready. Your Majesty, please taste it."

The emperor reached out to take it, took a sip, closed his eyes and savored it slowly.

"This tea really has a unique taste. When you drink it, it's much more refreshing than ordinary brewed tea."

Well, wouldn't it be refreshing without those messy ingredients?

Take the heavy-flavored tea now, with all the green onion, ginger, garlic, star anise, mutton oil, and salt added to it. Anyone who can drink it is a saint.

Jiang Zhao believed that she could not be a saint, she could only be a commoner and drink the tea she made.

The emperor sipped one mouthful after another, and soon he had finished the whole bowl of tea, as if he still had something to eat.

"Jiang Qing, I heard that this tea can also be used to make tea plays, and you can paint on the tea. Why didn't Jiang Qing make tea plays today?"

After finishing the drink, the emperor remembered that there was such a thing as a tea show.

"It was too time-consuming to do the tea show, so I didn't do it for fear of delaying His Majesty's handling of state affairs."

Jiang Zhao said.

Unexpectedly, the emperor waved his hand and said.

"It's okay. I'm not busy today. Jiang Qing might as well come and have a look with me over a bowl of tea."

Since the emperor had given the order, Jiang Zhao had no right to refuse, so he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Yes, please wait a moment, Your Majesty. I will make a tea show for Your Majesty right now."

With that said, Jiang Zhao sat down at the table again and repeated the tea ordering action before.

Then I started to draw tea scenes, and I specially selected a more difficult picture of a beautiful woman flapping butterflies to pass the time.

By the time this painting is finished, it will probably be in the afternoon. She really doesn't want to deal with the emperor.

I'm afraid that sometimes I won't be able to control myself, and I can't help but slap her to death.

When talking to others, he always behaves in a condescending manner.

Although he knew that he was the emperor and that this was a feudal dynasty, Jiang Zhao still didn't like all this. It would be better to come to this palace less often in the future, lest he accidentally make mistakes here and not even have the chance to make amends.

The emperor didn't know what Jiang Zhao was thinking, so he just stared at Jiang Zhao.

Jiang Qing looks so serious about making tea for me. She looks really good. Wouldn't it look even better if she changed into women's clothes?

By the way, I haven't seen Jiang Qing's women's clothing for such a long time, and I don't know if it looks good or not.

However, Jiang Qing is so good-looking, and women's clothing is also very beautiful. I have to find an opportunity to let Jiang Qing put on women's clothing and show it to me.

The emperor was making small calculations in his heart, but he didn't know that Jiang Zhao had already separated him from him by hundreds of thousands of miles in his heart. He would stay away as far as possible.

At first, he was just looking at Jiang Zhao secretly, but Jiang Zhao's side face was so beautiful that the emperor accidentally became fascinated by it, so he simply didn't even cover it up and looked at it openly.

Jiang Zhao sat at a table not far from the emperor and made some tea. He always wanted to ignore the emperor's gaze on him, but the emperor's eyes were so intense that she couldn't even ignore it.

She wanted to scold him, but the person sitting next to her was the emperor. He was just a minister, so what qualifications could he call the emperor?

If the person sitting next to him was Jiuqi, she would have probably kicked him up by this time, and then she would have insulted him a few times.

Jiang Zhao worked hard to draw while ordering tea, and finally finished a picture of a beautiful woman flapping butterflies after noon.

She looked at the sky outside the window. The lunch time had long passed and she was feeling a little hungry.

Enduring his hunger, he brought the painted tea scene to the emperor.

In fact, this is Cha Baixi, it just looks good. It tastes the same as the tea ordered before without Cha Baixi.

But the emperor didn't think so. He picked it up and took a sip. He felt that the tea with the tea painting painted on it was crisper and more delicious than the previous tea without the painting on the tea painting.

"Jiang Qing is really good at his craftsmanship. He orders tea with one hand and is superb at it. Painting on tea is more lifelike than painting on paper."

The emperor praised.

But Jiang Zhao just said modestly.

"Your Majesty has given you too much praise, but it's just a trivial skill, how can it be in His Majesty's eyes?"

"Hey, how can this be considered a small trick? This tea is much more delicious than the ordinary tea made by our Tianyu Dynasty."

In the past, he thought that his tea-making skills were quite good, and the tea he brewed was delicious. But after drinking Jiang Zhao's tea, he felt that what he had done before was just the same thing, and he had poured it out to pigs.

Don't want to drink.

"I see that the tea sets you used to make tea are different from the tea sets you were looking for. Did you make all these tea sets yourself?"

The emperor asked Mr. Tamagawa as he looked at the twelve pieces on the table.

"Weichen drew the drawings himself and then went to the store to customize them."

"This tea is indeed delicious, and I like it too, but how about I exchange the tea library for these twelve tea-making tools of yours?"

"Your Majesty, if you want these tea utensils, just tell Wei Chen. However, these twelve pieces are all used by Mr. Dai Tamagawa. If your Majesty is patient, Wei Chen can order another set for your Majesty. As for the tea

Treasury, Weichen will never dare to ask for it."

"Of course I am patient, but I can't use your set of tea-making tools for nothing. You can choose the tea in the tea library as you like."

"Your Majesty, I have just chosen two cans of tea. I have already suffered a lot. I dare not ask for anything else."

"I said I would give it to you, so I will give it to you."

With that said, he loudly called Wei Chengyun outside.

"Wei Chengyun, come in."

Wei Chengyun immediately took the order and came in.

"Your Majesty, what can I do if you come here as a slave exchanger?"


Chapter completed!