Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 230 Murder Incident (2)

The years in the Fang Tea Hall are quiet and elegant.

The previous curator Han Ziwen never appeared again, and was replaced by Han Yun, an official in his fifties who spoke softly and always smiled when he met everyone.

Han Yun's name is unknown, and no one has ever known that there is such a number one person as him.

Xiaotang inquired about his background, and told Zhong Weiwei who was studying painting with Nan Xiaoqiao:

"I heard that in the past, he was the guard of the tea storehouse, and after finishing his errands every day, he only cared about sleeping.

One day, His Majesty went to inspect the tea storehouse, met him, called him over and said a few words, told him to work hard, and would give him a suitable position in the future.

Everyone thought His Majesty was just talking casually, but it turned out to be true. As soon as Han Ziwen was dismissed, he soared into the sky. "

"Your Majesty is really eclectic in employing people."

While pointing out Zhong Weiwei's painting skills, Nan Xiaoqiao asked Chen Shaoming with a chuckle, "What do you think, Brother Chen?"

The swelling and pain in Chen Shaoming's hands hadn't dissipated yet, but he refused to stop. Instead, he led his people to repeatedly study the method of turning waste into treasure.

Hearing Nan Xiaoqiao's question, she said calmly: "Your Majesty is a Mingjun."

Zhong Weiwei asked him suddenly: "A man chooses an enlightened ruler to be his minister, and a bird chooses a good tree to live in. Does Mr. Chen really think that His Majesty is wise?"

Chen Shaoming shook his hand, and the tea in his hand fell to the ground. It turned out that Zhong Weiwei knew everything.

Her generosity is undefended, she is upright and does not hide her secrets, she is not stupid.

It's just for the prosperity of Li country, hoping to leave more talents for Li country.

In this way, it became more and more embarrassing for his petty thoughts, and Chen Shaoming was ashamed and ashamed, very embarrassed.

He was silent for a long time, looked up at Zhong Weiwei and said in a low voice, "It's true, I am willing to die for Li Guo, and die without regret."

Zhong Weiwei nodded: "That's good. Otherwise, with Mr. Chen's talent, it would be a pity."

Nan Xiaoqiao saw the turbulent undercurrent between the two, and stepped aside with a light smile:
"The education I have received since I was a child is to be loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and we will not interfere with other things.

Now that Sister Zhong is the boss of Fang Tea House, it's up to you to arrange what we should do. "

Zhong Weiwei put down his paintbrush: "I have a few ideas, let's organize a few games first, and divide into several teams according to their abilities.

Intensify training based on everyone's strengths and weaknesses to ensure that everyone's skills can be effectively improved during this period. "

In addition, she still needs to select a few reliable people to prepare for the training of tea ceremony talents in the future.

Nan Xiaoqiao immediately said: "I'll go to Mr. Mo and the others to discuss it, and you should report to Curator Han."

Han Yun is in charge of the affairs of the entire Fang Tea Hall, and these matters must be supported by him in order to be convenient.

Zhong Weiwei asked Chen Shaoming: "Let's go together."

Chen Shaoming shook his head: "You go, I will study how to make this tea to achieve that effect."

Zhong Weiwei was not reluctant, and took Xiaotang to visit Han Yun.

Han Yun was receiving Chen Junqing, and when he heard that Zhong Weiwei had arrived, he greeted him with a smile: "A rare visitor, a rare visitor, this old man is planning to visit Zhong Tongshi later."

So polite that Zhong Weiwei was very embarrassed.

Zhong Weiwei saluted him: "Where, I should have come to see you."

"I've heard of Tong Shi's name for a long time, and I wanted to visit him, but I didn't have the chance. When I saw him today, I really liked it."

Han Yun looked Zhong Weiwei up and down, and when he saw her face, his pupils shrank, and he was stunned for a moment.

Chen Junqing came out, saw Han Yun's expression, and smiled: "Are you dumbfounded?"

Han Yun hurriedly lowered his head to salute Zhong Weiwei: "Sorry, I didn't expect Zhong Tongshi to be so young."

Chen Junqing smiled and invited Zhong Weiwei to enter: "Old Han was just promoted, and he doesn't know much about these things, Xiao Zhong, please don't blame him."

Zhong Weiwei was used to being surrounded by people recently, so he didn't take it seriously, and finished his business with a smile.

Chen Junqing said: "Good idea, the Li country's tea ceremony was a mess before. If we can take this opportunity to unite, the Li country's tea ceremony will definitely achieve great development."

Han Yun pondered for a while, then smiled and said: "Although it is a good idea, but this old man wants to remind Zhong Tongshi that this matter may not be so easy.

Every faction has its own untold secrets, your thinking is too naive. "

Chen Junqing changed his face and shouted: "Old Han!"

Han Yun remained motionless, looking at Zhong Weiwei intently.

Zhong Weiwei looked at him and said, "I know it's difficult, so I came to discuss with the two adults."

Chen Junqing said a few words without any pain, but none of the key points.

Zhong Weiwei let it go, and only focused on Han Yun.

She believed that from Zhonghua's perspective, the person who was specially promoted must not be a poor man, let alone this person, it seemed a bit difficult.

But Han Yun refused to say anything, and sat quietly in his seat, seemingly lost in thought.

Chen Junqing's entourage came in and whispered a few words in his ear.

Chen Junqing's expression changed drastically, she stood up suddenly, then sat down again, and then stood up again: "Xiao Zhong, I have to leave for a while in a hurry."

After speaking, he hurried away.

It seemed that something had happened, Zhong Weiwei gave Xiaotang a few words in a low voice, and Xiaotang took the order and left.

Only Han Yun and Zhong Weiwei were left in the room.

Han Yun stared straight at Zhong Weiwei, Zhong Weiwei looked a little creepy, and said with a smile, "What is Master Han looking at?"

Han Yun said in a low voice: "Looking at Zhong Tongshi is a bit like an old friend."

Zhong Weiwei withdrew his smile, expressionless: "Really? That's such a coincidence. Dare I ask Mr. Han who is that old friend?"

Han Yun said wistfully, "His head has been removed and turned into mud. His bones have been buried in a mass grave in the suburbs of Beijing, and they are nowhere to be found."

Zhong Weiwei said sympathetically: "That's really tragic. What crime did he commit?"

Han Yun shook his head: "It's been many years, so don't mention it."

He said to himself: "I was just a beggar who didn't know anything back then. He saved me, taught me how to know and argue about tea, and helped me settle down and make a living. It's like reborn parents."

When my father was alive, he really liked to take care of this kind of nosy and help others.

But Zhong Weiwei didn't remember that he had helped Han Yun, and she didn't feel that she was much like her parents, she was more like a grandmother, otherwise she would have been targeted and killed.

So he echoed Han Yun's words, and left.

When she left, Han Yun sat quietly on the seat for a long time, and murmured: "Grandfather, if your eldest daughter is still alive, she should be this old.

She is really like you, with her demeanor, heart and tone, maybe, she was sent by heaven to save Li country, and I will do my best to help her. "

Zhong Weiwei didn't know what happened behind the scenes.

Not long after she returned, Xiaotang brought in the latest news: "Wei Shi's eldest son, Wei Yunting, died in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice."

(End of this chapter)