Chapter 93 Tea Party
When Wen Chengyun returned from fetching water, the atmosphere outside was quiet. A hint of confusion crossed his eyes. His wife had already started the fire before he left, so why wasn't it done yet? Could it be that she had run out of tinder?
"My husband has worked hard."
Cheng Weiyao was waiting for Wen Chengyun. As soon as she saw him, she went to greet him, but secretly stuffed a packet of Ma Fei San into his hand.
Ma Fei San is naturally exchanged from the gold coin exchange store in QQ Farm. It was originally used for anesthetic purposes, but it can also make people unconscious, achieving the anesthetic effect and is safe and effective without endangering life.
Wen Chengyun's eyebrows moved slightly, and he was quite confused about the Ma Fei San on Cheng Weiyao, but he could understand that the officials were really disgusting.
Both my younger brother and A-Yu are still injured and need care. The officials won't allow us to do this or that, which will only slow down our recovery...
"As expected of the Prince of Qingping, his martial arts are superb. He came and went quickly, and he's really sensible..."
The officers got the water bags and praised Wen Chengyun with narrow eyes, comparing him to an obedient dog in a sarcastic tone.
Wen Chengyun left the water bag and turned away. After all, there was no need to confront the officials who would soon become dead pigs.
Ten minutes later, the officers' team was completely silent, with only the sounds of breathing coming and going. Even the other exiles were snoring loudly while talking, which surprised everyone.
"Are they asleep? It's really unreliable to rely on these officers to keep watch. They sleep even deeper than I do. I think I'd better stay by my wife and children tonight..."
"Why do I feel something is wrong? No matter how relaxed we are, at least the chief officer wouldn't sleep like this. Could he have fallen victim to some shady trick?"
Listening to the chatter around her, Cheng Weiyao was already humming a little tune and in a good mood. It was a rare good time for her to have some peace and quiet, so she planned to use the supplies in the QQ Farm warehouse to have a small tea party to relax.
As soon as the tea leaves were put into the pot, the refreshing aroma attracted everyone's attention. Looking at Cheng Weiyao who was cutting the fruit plate with a knife, there was a hint of envy in their eyes.
"Tea is very popular, and all the nobles and officials drink it. The princess is indeed worthy of being from a noble family and a noble person. Even in such a cold and harsh situation, she still remembers to find joy in the hardship..."
Wen Zouzou's words of praise left Cheng Weiyao speechless. In ancient times, people were very particular about the tea-drinking environment, etiquette, operating methods and other tea-drinking rituals. Especially this time, most of the exiled prisoners were of noble birth, and they participated in many palace tea parties, temple tea parties, and literati tea parties.
If she really wanted to follow the ancient tea ceremony's interests and rules, she wouldn't know where to start. Cheng Weiyao smiled sheepishly, "Could this just be a simple tea party? It's basically the same feeling as drinking tea in a teahouse. Tea ceremony is too elegant, I can't learn it. Anyone who wants to participate can come and sit down and chat, just be casual..."
After hearing what Cheng Wei Yao said, everyone had different expressions, but most of them were filled with pity. After all, from the words they had heard a few times before, they could already tell that life in the Duke's Mansion was not easy. Food, clothing, housing and transportation were all difficult to come by, let alone such an elegant thing as tea ceremony that could cultivate one's sentiments?
"Officer, bandits are coming!"
Someone bravely shouted at the top of his lungs, and was relieved when he saw that the officers had no reaction. Then he thought, the officers had diarrhea during the day and looked exhausted, so it was natural that they slept soundly at night.
The exile had been full of fear and anxiety, and it was a rare opportunity for everyone to have such leisure time. After confirming that the officials had no chance to make noise in their ears, they all moved towards the bonfire. Some even built a few more bonfires because there was not enough space to sit.
With the dancing flames of the bonfire and the overflowing fragrance of tea, the dilapidated temple was suddenly filled with the sound of relaxed conversations, and the children were attracted by the cut fruit plates and gathered around. Cheng Weiyao's eyes were filled with a gentle and doting smile from beginning to end, and her humble words made everyone's good impression of her soar.
The tea party didn't end until the second half of the night. Everyone thanked everyone in the Prince of Qingping's Mansion before going to sleep. Out of gratitude, some female members of the family invited Wen Liyu, the Imperial Noble Consort and others to rest in the dilapidated temple.
"No, thank you all for your kindness. My mother and I have already made our beds on the floor. We don't know when the officers will wake up, so we won't take the risk..."
Because of the tea party, many of the exiles regained their original polite and courteous state, and their words and deeds were also elegant and refined. Wen Liyu was a little flattered and thanked them repeatedly.
As for Wen Chengming, he naturally also received an invitation from his friends. He glanced at Cheng Weiyao uncertainly, obviously unsure of the right course of action.
If he went into the dilapidated temple and squeezed in with his friends, he would be able to get a better bed on the ground in the outer room. However, he had never left his family before...
"Cheng Ming, just do whatever you want. Don't worry too much."
Cheng Weiyao smiled and rubbed Wen Chengming's little head. Independent thinking is also one of the core of education. She can provide assistance and advice, but she cannot make decisions for the little guy on everything.
Encouraged by the glances, Wen Chengming clenched his fist, said hello to the imperial concubine, and then went to sleep on the floor with his friends.
Cheng Weiyao smiled as she watched the little guy run away. She also rejected Wen Liyu and the Imperial Noble Consort's offer to help with the aftermath and began to clean up the mess of the tea party on her own.
Many of the plates for the fruit platters were brought back from the farm warehouse. With other people present, Cheng Weiyao couldn't possibly perform a magic trick of vanishing right in front of them...
"Madam, you have worked so hard. I will do my best to help you..."
Wen Chengyun came over to help on his own initiative. Cheng Weiyao was a little nervous, fearing that he would bring up something irrelevant. She didn't want to lie, but it was difficult for her to tell the truth.
However, until they cleaned up the mess, the two of them tacitly did not mention the source of Ma Fei San.
Whether in the outer room or the inner room, everyone had already rested. The sound of the campfire and the sound of breathing intertwined into the music of the night, and Cheng Wei Yao slowly sat down next to the campfire.
"I heard from the officials that if we cross one more city, we'll reach the land of exile. That place is not a place for humans to stay. If it weren't for the accidents today, I'm afraid we would have at least one foot in the gates of hell..."
Wen Chengyun heard the news when she went to fetch water. She pricked up her ears and listened for a long time and vaguely heard something about Wang Gang's plan.
We were all talking about the arrangements for the next trip. Because of the theft, we were delayed in the small town for several days, and because of a stomachache, we were unable to catch up with the schedule immediately, so the journey after daybreak would definitely be difficult...
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