Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Chen Yin is worthy of being an old fox. One sentence made Zheng Han speechless.

Okay, you say that Fanyang Lu's tea is the best in the world, that's fine. However, Li Shimin's tea, do you think it tastes good or not? If you feel that your Majesty's tea is not good to drink, then there is no place for you in the Tang Dynasty civil servant system with one radish and one hole?

If the person in front of him is not Chen Yin, the powerful minister of the world, but an ordinary person, maybe Zheng Han still has the courage to say something bad. But in this situation, no matter how inflated Zheng Han is, he can't confidently say that it's not good, after all, the other party can really affect his son's promotion. So, he forced a smile and said, "It's delicious to drink."

Seeing this, Li Xin couldn't help but wanted to laugh.

The old man is the old man, mighty.

Chen Yin chuckled and said no more. Be forgiving and forgiving. At his level, there is no need to be angry about such trivial matters.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Boyang suddenly looked at Li Dao: "His Royal Highness Chu doesn't seem to like this tea very much?"

Li Xin was stunned for a moment—why did this kid find fault again.

"It seems to me that His Highness has never drunk this tea." Zheng Boyang smiled brightly, like a child who has no intentions.

Indeed, from the moment the tea was served, Li Xin never drank a sip.

Li Xin did not argue, but also smiled brightly and said, "I really don't like this tea."

Zheng Boyang really said: "Why? Does His Royal Highness King Chu think this tea is not good?"

Li Xin nodded without hesitation.

Seeing this, Chen Yin frowned slightly, and secretly said in his heart: "What's wrong with this kid today? Why did he get into such a shallow trap? What about his usual thieves?"

However, without waiting for Zheng Boyang and Zheng Han to say anything, Li Xin began to say to himself: "The tea given by His Majesty is very good. But the method of making this tea is too bad. There are so many messy spices. It completely covers up the taste of His Majesty's tea, so I don't think it suits my taste."

As soon as this remark came out, Zheng Boyang, who was about to ask Li Xin if he had any objections to Li Shimin, was suddenly speechless—Li Xin changed the subject and separated "tea is not good" from "tea is not good"

Instead, Chen Yin showed a smile on his face, nodded, and said: "Indeed. The smell of spices is too strong, and it will also affect the original taste of the tea. It seems that the old man's tea ceremony is not good enough."

Li Xin hurriedly said humbly: "Don't dare to dare. The younger generation only understands the tea ceremony a little bit. I have also brought out a little bit of insight, and made the elders laugh."

"Tea is a gentleman's drink. I have been drinking tea for decades, and I have become more and more aware of the subtlety of the tea ceremony. You are a junior, and it is understandable that you don't have a deep understanding. Naturally, this old man will not laugh at you." Zheng Han directly followed Li Xin's words Self-effacement continued to speak.

Li Xin was speechless. The juniors are fighting against each other, and you, an old guy, are also involved in it. Are you really shameless? The atmosphere is too small.

"Mr. Zheng taught you the right thing." Li Xin bowed his head in response.

Chen Xinheng tilted his head and looked at the young man beside him in surprise: No! When did this kid become so honest? If you are pissed off by this old thing, you will be pissed off for nothing, and you won't fart? Did you take the wrong medicine?

Zheng Han was nodding his head slowly, putting on an expression of "children can be taught", but he heard Li Xin ask: "This junior is very interested in the tea ceremony. Since I happen to meet senior today, can I ask senior to give me some advice?"