The Great Tang: World Martial God

Outside the gate of the Viscount Mansion, the dust settled on this farce.

Only the blood that was cleaned by the servant still declared that a **** battle just happened here.

Tang Hao said with a fist.

"Thank you, Lord Changsun, for your relief."

Before Changsun Wuji spoke, Changsun Chong took the lead.

"Do we still need to be so polite between us? Let's go to your mansion."

After that, he stood up and got off his horse and strode towards the Viscount Mansion.

There was a wry smile in Tang Hao's heart. The eldest grandson really recognized his relative, and entering the Viscount's mansion was like entering his own house.

After entering the North Yard, the three were seated separately.

According to the order of respect and inferiority, the elder, the elder, Wuji, naturally sat on the position of Zhengbei, and Tang Hao and Changsun Chong sat on the two sides separately.

The housekeeper walked in slowly, blessed her body, and greeted the two state fathers.

Tang Hao waved his hand and ordered to the housekeeper.

"Go and fetch my fried tea that day."

Since having this newly fried tea, Tang Hao has dismissed those traditional soups and teas, and will never drink those things again.

"Yes! Sir Sir!"

The housekeeper responded and turned to the side room.

The pots of tea a few days ago can be said to be cherished, they were all treated as treasures by Tang Hao and placed in his house.

It was not because of Tang Hao's stinginess, but because of the water and soil. In this part of the north, there is no good source of tea. Besides, there are really not many tea farmers near Chang'an City.

What's more, it takes time for the tea plant to grow. If you want to continue to fry tea, you must have a large supply of goods, or go to the south to pick it.

But for now, Tang Hao hadn't figured out who should go to the south to make tea gardens.

Chang Sun Chong glanced at Tang Hao, sighed, and said.

"Brother Tang, this person Li Ji has a small belly. You have offended him this time, so you should beware everywhere in the future."

"So what's the problem?"

Before Tang Hao spoke, Changsun Wuji replied domineeringly.

"If you want to gain a foothold in Chang'an City, especially to settle in this neighborhood where powerful families gather, your back must be firm!"

"This time, Li Ji has suffered here. In the future, if other families want to make a good nephew's idea, they will naturally weigh in their hearts whether they are worthy of Li Ji."

Tang Hao was deeply impressed by what Changsun Wuji had said.

This is why Tang Hao angered Li Ji.

He himself understood that if he first entered this block, if he was softened, he was afraid that more people would come and ride on his head in the future.

Changsun Wuji showed an arrogant face and said slowly.

"Although he is highly regarded by His Majesty Li Ji, he has great authority. He has a wide range of connections in the court, but you don't need to be afraid. With my eldest grandson supporting you, he can't help you."

"This time, I also personally come forward. Even if Li Ji does not have long eyes, he will be a little jealous and dare not let this matter out again."

Tang Hao arched his hands.

"Thank you, Lord Changsun."

While talking, the housekeeper came with a celadon urn and placed it on the table.

The maid at the door also carried a silver plate, three tea cups, and a kettle came to the table.

The housekeeper took some tea from the celadon urn, put it in the teapot, and used the kettle brought by the maid to make some boiling water for the tea in the teapot.

Changsun Wuji and Changsun Chong watched quietly. When they saw the housekeeper pour boiling water into the teapot, their brows frowned slightly, and they didn't understand what this meant.

The soup and tea of ​​the Tang Dynasty were boiled with boiling water. The housekeeper took a teapot and didn't even have a tool for making tea.

Besides, some boiling water was added, even those orange peels, Chinese pepper and the like were not added. What kind of tea is this?

Looking at the crumpled tea leaves and the perfunctory tea-making process, Changsun Wuji and Changsun Chong smiled awkwardly.

Changsun Wuji sighed and said slowly.

"My nephew, tomorrow the old man will send someone to bring a few baskets of freshly prepared tea leaves, as well as tea utensils, and the old man will also send a set of them. Now you are also a nobleman. This is indeed too much. Shame."

Chang Sun Chong also teased.

"Brother Tang, the maidservant in your mansion should really look for someone to teach her, she can't even make tea, she doesn't match your status."

Listening to the words of these two people, Tang Hao shook his head and couldn't help laughing.

Soon, the tea was ready.

Tang Hao didn't answer, took out three cups, poured a cup for each of them, and placed them in front of him.

The tea is crystal clear and completely different from traditional soup tea.

Suddenly, a long tea fragrance filled with the rising heat.

A faint fragrance drifted silently into the noses of the grandson, father and son, and then a gleam of light flashed in their eyes.

Embroidered with the silky scent of tea, the two felt an unprecedented sense of comfort in their hearts and spleen.

The father and son slowly picked up the tea cups and took a sip. The taste buds seemed to open the door to a new world. The fragrance lingered around the lips and teeth and slid across the throat, making it uncomfortable.

It is an incomparable and wonderful enjoyment.

It seemed that the cup of tea in their hands seemed to have infinite magic power, and the father and son sipped the tea into their abdomen while blowing.

After a cup of tea, the two still have endless aftertastes.

Changsun Wuji's eyes showed joy, and he smacked his tongue and said.

"After drinking this tea, I know that there is still such a way of drinking in the world. Now it seems that those soup teas are not worth mentioning in front of this tea."

Tang Hao continued for the two of them, and said slowly.

"Drinking tea, you should be in this light and refreshing, and feel the comfort, like walking through the forest and grass, feeling the nature."

Changsun Wuji took a sip of the teacup and raised his eyebrows at the Changsun.

Seeing his father's gesture, Chang Sun Chong immediately understood, pulled up a smiling face, held the celadon urn in his hand, and sniffed.

"Brother Tang, this should be your new masterpiece? Brothers, don't be stingy, let me carry a few cans when I leave?"

Hearing what Changsun Chong said, Tang Hao couldn't help but sweat.

Tang Hao smiled awkwardly.

"Um...my side... only these four or five small cans, not many..."

Changsun Wuji frowned and said with a serious face.

"As a military commander, if you don't drink alcohol or tea, young people should drink more to join the army."

"Drinking tea, this is what we old guys should do. Okay, I'm going to take three cans."