Hua Nongying

In the other courtyard, Song Ying lived in a room with two entrances.Although the furnishings in the main room are not magnificent, they are also interesting.On the right hand side of the door, there is a desk by the window. There are a few books neatly placed on the desk, and a few Langhao pens hanging on the pen holder.There is also a window on the left hand side of the entrance. There is a beauty couch for people to rest by the window. The small wooden table beside the couch can be used for people to put some fruits and vegetables.At this time, there were no fruits, so there was a set of earthen tea sets, and the cups were held in the palm of the hand, which was very in line with Song Ying's taste.

Standing in front of the window, you can take in most of the scenery of the courtyard, the large blue stone slabs that pave the ground, and the distant mountains with cotton on the opposite side of the stone-carved railings that are three feet away.

Below the stone railing is a cliff, Song Ying had looked down before, but the naked eye could not see the bottom.It was not how high they climbed from the gate of the other courtyard, but looking down from this position, Song Ying realized that the gate of the other courtyard itself was on the high place of the cliff.That is to say, where it is level with the ground, there is a very deep cave below.He himself is afraid of heights, so he entered the house early.When I passed the stone arch bridge connecting two cliffs together with Huajiang, my legs became weak from fright.The air and scenery in this place are excellent, but... If someone is pushed down the cliff by another person here, I am afraid that there will be no bones left.

Thinking so much, Song Ying couldn't help shivering when she thought of Huajiang.It seems that it is better to keep a low profile these days.He patted his chest and walked towards the big round wooden table in the middle of the room. There were a few plates of fresh snacks on it, but he couldn't calm down his wandering thoughts that morning, even if he had something, he didn't like it.It's not that he really suspects that Hua Jiang will harm him intentionally, but according to his proud nature, it's hard to imagine that he won't do that if he is upset.

Not far behind the big round table is a hollowed-out rare wood screen with a large peony pattern carved on it. Song Ying also knew that the innermost part must be the place where he slept at night.

The second line came in with a basket at this time, saying it was a tea-making utensil, and it would be for Song Ying to make tea tomorrow. The last time I ate tea made by Yan's in the old lady's yard, Song Ying felt very cumbersome .She first broke off a piece of tea cake and then crushed it. Put the powdered tea leaves into a tea bowl and pour boiling water to make a paste. Then pour boiling water and stir constantly with a tea whisk. Modern people who are used to making tea are used to drinking tea leaves separately from water, so they really don't like to drink tea powder together.

"Second line, you can find me a small stove later, and we will make tea in an earthen pot."

"Yes, young master, but it's almost night, is it really okay for you to drink tea?"

"For those who like this, it's not good if they don't drink it, so go!"

"Yes" the second line led the way and left.

Song Ying's cooking method is slightly different from Huajiang's cooking method.Because the tea cakes made by hand are too firm, they won't taste much when soaked in boiling water.He came up with the method of boiling in a pot, and finally filtered the tea and leaves, and then precipitated the dregs to drink.It can be cooked more than ten times by repeated touch like this.

"Don't tell me, it's a beautiful thing to be able to sit in this corridor and cook tea at this time when the setting sun is shining." Hearing the footsteps behind her, Song Ying subconsciously guessed that it was the second line.

The visitor licked his lips and approached slowly, and said with a slightly naughty tone: "Oh, it's a great pleasure for Madam to leave her husband."

Song Ying fell to the ground with a stool, and before he got up, a familiar scent of incense came over him, followed by a pair of big hands with distinct bones, and a dark purple and silver wide-brimmed sleeve robe.

"Master City Lord?" Song Ying was lifted up from the ground by him and said, "Are you busy?"

Hua Jiang smiled very gentlemanly and nodded, "My husband is afraid that my wife will be lonely, no, I can't delay to come and accompany my wife once the matter is over."

Song Ying smiled very naturally and gently broke away from Hua Jiang's hand, saluted him and said, "Then, please sit down, Lord City Lord!"

Hua Jiang looked at him with a deep smile on his face, then nodded and sat down with a hem of his clothes.The two chatted for a while on the topic of Wuzhifeng before Erxing finished setting up the small stove and other things.For Song Ying's new way of drinking, Hua Jiang gave a little praise, and asked Song Ying, "How is the environment here?"

"The scenery is picturesque, but the painting cannot end here!"

"Fortunately, Madam likes it."

Song Ying smiled, and poured a cup of tea for each of them, "The surroundings of the isolated city are surrounded by towering cliffs, and the terrain is dangerous. It must be a battleground for military strategists. It is much safer than Wushuang Fort."

"Hehe, madam also knows the art of war?"

"I don't understand!" After Song Ying drank a cup of tea slowly, she said, "To tell the truth, my lord, I've been very anxious recently!"

Hua Jiang was startled by Song Ying's words, his eyebrows were raised slightly, showing a puzzled expression.Song Ying said, "I don't know if my eldest brother has returned to Wushuang Castle safely, this is one of them."

Hua Jiang raised his chin lightly to show his understanding.Song Ying continued, "I didn't really understand the crisis of Wushuang Castle until I entered the lonely city and made two dangers. Before, I only listened to my mother's advice and warning. I thought she was annoying. Now I really regret not being able to help her. Share one or two."

Hua Jiang turned the tea cup in his hand but smiled silently, Song Ying could only sit aside and wait silently.He said he was anxious, but in fact he was asking Huajiang for information. Seeing that the other party was silent, Song Ying honestly put on a look that I really want to know.

I don't know how long it has passed, Hua Jiang smiled and raised his eyes to Song Ying.Putting out the empty cup in the palm of his hand, he said in a low tone, "My lieutenant will return to the lonely city tonight, and there will be a handwritten letter from Song Qi for you." Speaking of this, Hua Jiang looked at Song Ying with deep meaning. At a glance, Song Ying understood, and hurriedly carried the pot to refill him with a new cup of tea.

Hua Jiang brought the tea cup to his mouth and blew gently, took a slow sip and put it down before continuing. "As for the safety of the Peerless Fort, you can rest assured. Let's not talk about it for a long time. At least during the years that Song Qi has been here, there will be no crisis. So..."

so?Song Ying heard Hua Jiang's long silence, and it seemed that something was about to come out.Seeing his wide-eyed eyes, Hua Jiang made his handsome appearance a little funny and cute, so he stretched out his fingers and pinched his cheek unconsciously for a moment. "So, you must hope that your elder brother will live longer."

After waiting for a long time, but waiting for such a sentence, Song Ying was upset for a while.He patted Hua Jiang's hand away angrily and said, "What will happen if you treat me as me? Of course I hope that my elder brother is in good health." Fearing that Hua Jiang would not believe it, Song Ying puffed up her chest and patted it.With a smile on the corner of Hua Jiang's mouth, he glanced at his chest, which made Song Ying's hairs stand on end.

The dinner was sent to Song Ying by Anbu's servants, and they ate it with Hua Jiang.After the meal, the two stood in the courtyard and chatted for a while. Seeing that he had no sign of leaving, Song Ying thought about the cliff below, so she didn't ask the city lord when he was going to leave.But Hua Jiang suddenly said, "Madam, it's getting late, let's rest together!"

Let's have a rest, okay, let's go together... Song Ying tilted her mouth and looked at the cliff below. "Oh heh heh... the city lord can help himself!"