Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Yanhong was silent for nearly half an hour.

Master Hu waited and waited, and seeing that Yanhong still didn't speak, he became somewhat impatient.

It's good that I gave you a chance, sir, but aren't you being a little too unscrupulous?

how?

Master, I am free, but does it mean I have to waste time here with you?

It's just that I occasionally have some free time and want to help out. Do you really think you are doing me such a favor?

Thinking of this, Master Hu picked up the jade knife that he was using to stir the tea leaves and tapped it lightly on the teapot.

Ding……

When the jade knife and porcelain bowl collide, there is a crisp and melodious sound.

Originally, Master Hu wanted to use this to remind Yanhong across from him, but he never expected that after hearing this sound, Master Hu became interested himself.

This sound is so nice!

At this moment, Mr. Hu suddenly remembered the video he watched in his previous life, in which he saw someone holding the same cup with different amounts of water in it and playing various tunes.

Isn’t it already available right in front of us?

Although there are only a few cups on the table, there are quite a few more in the box next to it.

Moreover, although this cup is not one of those identical glass cups made by factory machines.

But nowadays, the craftsmanship of craftsmen is such that when making such daily utensils, they can be made to perfection with just simple tools and a pair of hands.

So, using this cup, maybe it will really work?

Thinking of this, Mr. Hu pulled out a stack of cups from the box and laid them out in front of him.

Then, he started experimenting with great joy.

Pour water, knock, listen carefully, pour water again, knock again, listen carefully again...

Master Hu was like a child who had found a toy. He didn't care about Yanhong sitting opposite him at all. He was completely enjoying himself.

Just when Master Hu was having fun, Yanhong on the opposite side was also awakened by the tinkling noise.

She had just woken up and was about to say something.

But before he could open his mouth, he saw the scene in front of him where Master Hu was extremely happy.

She immediately pursed her lips tightly and just sat there quietly, looking at Mr. Hu, who was obviously a middle-aged man but still had a smile on his face, as he knocked on the tea bowl and kept adding and pouring water.

She was also a smart person. She knew what Master Hu was doing just by taking a glance.

But that's why she felt strange.

It's just a tea bowl that makes a little noise. What's so fun about it?

Logically speaking, as long as Master Hu asks for it, it’s possible that those famous musical instruments that have been passed down from generation to generation may be obtained, but wouldn’t the famous products made by other great musical instrument makers be within his reach?

Even the most skilled musician in the Jiaofang Bureau could be invited to his home by Master Hu with just a word.

Wouldn't it be possible to listen to whatever you want then?

But...why was Mr. Hu enjoying playing with these toys that only children play with?

At this moment, Yanhong's curiosity was simply overflowing.

She took a closer look at Mr. Hu sitting opposite her.

It was this glance that made Yanhong discover it.

Wow, it turns out that Master Hu is even more handsome than I remembered.

Her jet-black hair was tied into a bun on top of her head, and on the bun was a golden crown with a piece of emerald green jade.

And that head of black hair, without any of the graying and dryness that a man of this age should have, instead, it was shiny and smooth, comparable to that of a girl in her teens.

Looking down, there is the broad, full forehead. It is also strange that there is not a single wrinkle on it.

A pair of neat sword-like eyebrows were slightly slanted, and seemed to be connected to the temples, making him look very majestic.

The pair of slightly narrow eyes below were like a pool of deep water, clearly black and white, yet full of spirit.

Especially at this moment, Master Hu was staring at the tea bowl in front of him and fiddling with it.

And the pair of eyes formed a crescent, clearly telling others how happy the owner was.

Next are the cheeks. Mr. Hu’s cheeks are not thin, but slightly plump.

But it is this fullness that makes it so appreciative.

He is neither fat like ordinary people, nor skinny like some people.

It's true that one point more is too much and one point less is too little, it's just right!

The most important thing is, isn’t this skin too good?

Looking at Mr. Hu's fair skin with a hint of healthy blush, Yanhong suddenly had a question.

"This Mr. Hu, he is almost fifty, right?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Looking at this look, I'm afraid that even if I say I'm thirty, people will believe me, and I'd have to be the most elegant one among the thirty!"

"This spirit and skin, how can this be the appearance of a man approaching his 50s!"

Yanhong was really stunned at this moment.

She even began to doubt whether what she saw was real.

After all, she grew up in an official family and then fell into poverty and ended up working in the Music Bureau. What she saw were the most pampered people of that era.

But even among this group of people, there is no such monster who "ages against growth".

That's right!

In Yanhong's opinion, Mr. Hu's appearance is not just about "maintaining himself properly", this is definitely anti-aging.

With Mr. Hu's current condition, who would believe him if he said he was approaching old age?

The key point is that although Mr. Hu has a beard on his lips and chin, he does not grow his beard long like people of this era. Instead, he has someone trim it carefully.

This is based on the H-shaped beard style of many domineering CEOs in my previous life.

In this era, although this is alternative and difficult to take care of, in terms of handsomeness, it is definitely a dimensionality reduction attack.

Look, at least Yanhong became more and more confused the more she looked.

If at the beginning she chose this "back door" only after rational analysis because of Mr. Hu's identity and temperament.

Now that she has a thorough understanding of Master Hu, Yanhong truly feels that she has made the right decision by choosing this path.

Therefore, when Master Hu was still obsessed with whether the "new musical instrument" in front of him could play some familiar tune, Yanhong on the opposite side suddenly spoke.

"Your Majesty, I have thought about it again and again, and I sincerely feel that it is the greatest blessing for a humble servant like me to be able to serve Your Majesty for the rest of my life. I do not ask for anything else!"

"I wonder if Your Majesty can give me this opportunity?"

When Mr. Hu heard this, he suddenly looked up and looked at Yanhong as if she was a fool.

"What good things are you thinking of?"

"How can we just let anyone in?"

"Do you really think I've never seen a woman?"