Chapter 676 Tea is served in the study
The Tao Te Ching is a masterpiece written by the pre-Qin philosophers before hundreds of schools of thought split up. It is divided into two classics, the Tao Jing and the De Jing, with a total of more than 5,000 words. . Zhu Ping'an was already familiar with such a masterpiece of Taoism, and he wrote it silently as naturally as the clouds and flowing water.
When Zhu Ping'an silently wrote in the "Tao Jing" "Know the male, guard the female, it is the stream of the world. It is the stream of the world, and the virtue will never leave, and it will return to the baby." Li Shu in the bathroom also took a bath It was over, Ru Xue Yuzu came out of the bath.
In half an hour, Zhu Pingan, who wrote more than 2,100 words, finally calmed down his hot blood, announced his efforts the first second Li Shu walked into the study. Failed again, and returned to the pre-liberation state all night. My mouth was dry, and the blood all over my body was even hotter than before.
Li Shu just finished taking a shower and walked into the study with the moist scent of rose petals. She was wrapped in a white Chinese-style double-breasted bathrobe and her wet hair was draped over her shoulders. Her hair was still dripping with water. , soaked into a large area of the bathrobe, clinging to Li Shu's white and tender skin, hazy and alluring.
Li Shu tied her bathrobe with a bow that was about to fly. The bow was vivid, as if it were really a butterfly. It seemed that the bow would fly away and the bathrobe would slip off in the next second.
With slender feet and lotus steps, she walked into the study.
Hearing the sound, Zhu Pingan held a writing brush and looked up at the door, just in time to see Li Shu in a bathrobe walking into the study. The most beautiful thing is a beauty out of the bath. The blood that he had worked hard to calm down became hot again. Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but feel dry in his mouth and hot blood.
This irritating little goblin is really going to kill him.
Zhu Pingan's Adam's apple rose and fell, and an uncontrollable swallowing sound sounded in the study, which was very eye-catching.
Li Shu's eyes became brighter. She pushed her long black hair to the back of her neck with her slender hands. She looked at Zhu Pingan with a smile and said, "My husband is still practicing calligraphy. It's so hard. It's hot today and my husband has been tired for another day. Let’s drink a cup of hot tea to moisten your throat first. In the summer weather, Tieguanyin is the best. It's perfect, it can relieve the heat and reduce the heat in the heart."
Li Shu's inadvertent action of lifting her hair suddenly caught Zhu Pingan's eyes, fascinated Zhu Pingan's reason, and triggered the fuse to explode Zhu Pingan's blood. , instantly made Zhu Ping'an's steadily circulating blood boil and become restless.
As soon as Li Shu finished speaking, the little maid Baozi walked in holding a cup of hot tea.
Li Shu took the hot tea from the little maid Baozi. Holding the hot tea in her slender hand, she walked to the desk with graceful steps and placed the tea cup in front of Zhu Pingan with an elegant movement. Qi, said in a sweet voice: "Look at your husband, your head is sweaty, your face is red, and your ears are red. You are very hot. Husband, please drink some tea to moisten your throat."
You don't know why I am sweaty and my face is red. ? !
Zhu Pingan looked at Li Shu speechlessly.
At this time, Li Shu happened to lean over and put down the tea cup. The bathrobe was already loose, but now it was even looser. When Zhu Pingan took a look, there was more sweat on his forehead and his face became redder. The rice paper under his hand , painted a large piece of ink.
Zhu Ping'an could swear to God that he didn't peek intentionally, it was purely unintentional.
"Husband, my husband's ink is smeared." Seeing this, Li Shu curved her beautiful eyes in a beautiful arc, lightly opened her red lips, called her husband twice in a sweet voice, pointed to the rice paper and reminded Zhu Ping'an: .
“Ahem, I thought about today’s confession and got distracted.”
Zhu Ping'an hurriedly withdrew his gaze, his old face turned red, he coughed twice, and made up an excuse, saying that his self-proclaimed determination was no match for an unconscious move by Li Shu, a goblin.
"My husband has been working hard all day today, and it is inevitable that he is not energetic. Let's have a cup of tea and rest for a while." Li Shu seemed to be unaware of Zhu Pingan's peek, thinking that Zhu Pingan had inked the rice paper because he was tired. caused.
"It's okay, it's okay." Zhu Ping'an took advantage of the slope to dismount, covered up his embarrassment, picked up the teacup, and drank from the cow.
"How can you waste tea like this? This is the Anxi tribute tea that was hard to get, but you chewed the peonies." Li Shujiao was furious.
"I drank it all, and it was ruined there." Zhu Pingan wiped his mouth.
"Although you drank it all, you also wasted this cup of good tea. Don't you know how to taste tea three times? The first is the color, the second is the fragrance, and the third is the taste. Only after three sips can you know the taste, and only after three sips can you be tempted. . If you drink it all in one gulp, you are not chewing peonies and wasting natural resources." Li Shu rolled her eyes at Zhu Ping'an and said angrily.
"One sip is for drinking, two sips are for drinking, and three sips are for tasting. You let me drink tea, but you didn't let me taste tea." Zhu Pingan put down the tea cup and explained with a smile.
“Glib tongue.” Li Shu rolled her eyes, irritated.
"Uncle, it's not just tea. This tea is the dew that the lady collected in a jade bottle when we were on the way this morning. It's enough to make half a pot of tea." The little maid Baozi helped her lady speak, He added with a pout.
Dew?
Hearing this, Zhu Ping'an clicked his tongue. He was really particular. He had never drank tea cooked with dew, and he really should have tasted more of it just now.
In ancient times, there was no heavy pollution, no smog, the air was much cleaner, and the dew was also clean. Especially the wealthy families had experience in collecting dew, and would avoid the low grass dew that occupied the dust. Dew is the best nectar. However, collecting dew in this way is really time-consuming and labor-intensive. Only wealthy families have the capital to collect dew to make tea.
"Hua'er, he is a big layman, why are you talking to him so much? Go and get another cup of tea. If he dares to waste it again, I will never give him tea again." Li Shupou He smiled slightly with his small mouth and asked the little maid Baozi to pour tea. Her watery eyes glanced at Zhu Pingan half threateningly and half playfully.
Zhu Ping'an smiled silently and did not refute. Indeed, compared with Li Shu and other pampered ladies from aristocratic families, he, a poor boy from the countryside, is indeed a commoner. (End of this chapter)