There is a bright hall, a thin bamboo mat, a table, and one person sitting alone.
Yuan Wei had maintained this posture for a long time, until a figure stood in front of him.
"Meet Mr. Yuan!" Wang Yun bowed his hand.
Yuan Wei raised his eyelids and said in a neutral tone: "Wang Situ has free time today. Will he see me, a dying person?"
Wang Yun didn't say anything to him, but smiled, walked over slowly, and gently sat down next to the table.
The waiter who followed Wang Yun was kneeling beside the two of them. Then he arranged the red clay stove, charcoal, copper cauldron, water ladle and other items one by one, then bowed and retreated, leaving the space for Yuan Wei.
and Wang Yun.
Wang Yun rolled up his sleeves, added some charcoal himself, and then placed the copper cauldron on the red clay stove to heat it.
Yuan Wei lowered his eyes, as if he didn't care about anything around him or what Wang Yun was doing, just like a foreigner who completely forgot himself.
Wang Yun didn't say anything, he just looked after the small red clay stove and looked at the water in the copper cauldron. It started from calm and stirred up waves, and then the overlapping bubbles became denser. For a while, only the water in the bright hall was left.
The sound of water gurgling gradually began.
When the water was about to boil, Wang Yun took a carved lacquer box and put the tea powder that had been ground and selected with a radish sieve into the water. At the same time, he gently stirred the tea powder in the kettle with a long-handled copper spoon to let the tea powder mix with the water.
The water fully contacts and blends together.
The water temperature continued to rise, and some bubbles began to appear. The color of the entire copper cauldron slowly began to change as the tea leaves were added. Wang Yun took a small carved pot and poured it into the pot with a silver spoon.
I scooped out some green salt from the spoon and then sprinkled it into the copper cauldron.
This is the first boil.
After a while, some foam began to appear in the copper cauldron. Wang Yun slowly turned his wrist, scooped out the foam against the water, and placed it in a cooked bowl aside.
After almost all the foam was scooped out, Wang Yun added another spoonful of cold water to the copper cauldron, and then continued to stir slowly with a spoon.
This is a second boil.
Although there was a spoonful of cold water suppressing it, the water temperature had actually risen quite high. The aroma of tea slowly spread, and the water surface was like waves. Wang Yun took a spoonful of the foam cake that had just been poured out of the bowl.
He poured it into the copper cauldron to stop boiling, and then took out the copper cauldron with his hands covered with brocade cloth.
This is the third boil.
After three boils, the tea soup is ready.
Wang Yun poured out the tea soup and said: "Master Ge Tianshi's tea is clear, elegant and upright. It would be unsightly to add too many vulgar things, so only a little of the source of all flavors is enough... Master Yuan, please give me some tea."
The tea soup was neither too much nor too little, divided into two bowls. As Wang Yun spoke, he slowly pushed the tea bowl placed on the wooden support along the table to one side of Yuan Kai.
The wisp of burnt aroma after roasting the tea leaves just right, mixed with the fragrance of the boiled tea leaves, blended together and lingered on the tip of the nose, causing Yuan Wei's nostrils to involuntarily inflame twice: "Wang Situ, as expected,
It’s a good idea to move the capital to the west and still have the Heavenly Master’s tea..."
Wang Yun smiled, then picked up the small lacquer box containing the tea, opened it and gestured to Yuan Wei, saying: "It's all in this cauldron."
Yuan Wei twitched his eyebrows slightly, then picked up the tea bowl and began to sip slowly.
After drinking the tea, Yuan Wei put down the tea bowl, suddenly tapped the table gently, and chanted slowly: "The underworld is drinking, the body is broken, the soul is gone, the heaven and the earth are dead, the past is chasing me,
The time has come..." His tone sounded a little angry at first, then seemed confused, and finally revealed a trace of sadness, and his voice gradually weakened and became inaudible.
"Why did Mr. Yuan do this?" Wang Yun said with relief.
Yuan Wei was silent for a long time before he said: "When will the execution be carried out? Jiujiu, or Bai Ling?"
Wang Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "That's right! That's wrong, Grand Master! I have a heavy responsibility for you, why should I talk about life and death lightly?"
Yuan Wei was also stunned for a moment, rolled his eyes a few times, and said: "Situ Mo is going to make fun of you. How can you have such a mahogany earthen steps, mirage gray chalk walls, and a tiled house with a tile roof?"
Wang Yun laughed and said: "The bright hall is five feet tall, there are soft hairs for eating, and quilted mats for sleeping. How can it be biased?"
Yuan Wei paused, stroked his beard, and said with some expectation: "How is Shandong...now?"
"Luoyang has been burned, Shandong..." This matter is just that Yuan Wei is under house arrest and the information is not well-informed, but it is not a secret, and he will know it sooner or later, so Wang Yun did not hide it and said directly, "...Yisan
That’s it!”
Yuan Wei raised his head, and then his waist slowly slumped a little, and his head drooped, "In this way, the highway, the origin..."
"The highway originated in Henan, and its origin was in Hebei."
Yuan Wei let out a haha, shook his head with a wry smile, and muttered: "Hey little star, I am in the west and he is in the east, ha, ha, ha... you will never stop dying..."
"Why should Mr. Yuan be so humble..."
Wang Yun was still waiting for authority, but unexpectedly Yuan Wei said directly: "Why is the Prime Minister looking for me?"
Suddenly, Wang Yun paused, and then said: "Without him, I would like to ask the Taifu to concurrently serve as Dasi Nong'er..."
"Da Sinong?" Yuan Wei repeated, his triangular eyes suddenly widened, "Master, please tell the truth."
Wang Yun sighed and was silent for a while before saying: "The Prime Minister wants to re-establish the position of Captain of Shuiheng."
"Captain Shui Heng..." Yuan Wei murmured again, his face darkened, and he said, "Wang Situ, do you want me to sin against all the people? I will never accept it!"
What?
you are not willing?
If you are not willing, this position may fall on my head! Then I will have to do the things that offend the people!
So, fellow Taoist, please go on your way...
Wang Yun came after accepting this order, and he had already known about the current situation, so he slowly said: "In the past, King Wen was imprisoned and sat in the Book of Changes, Zhongni went on an ascetic journey and wrote the Analects, Lingjun was slandered and wrote a Li Sao.
It can be seen that everything in the world can't be fulfilled every time. How can you get white lotus roots if they are not covered with black mud? Or maybe Mr. Yuan wants to get three feet of white silk from Xiatai?"
They all want to do what they want, and they all only want to do things that feel good. How can there be such a bargain in the world?!
"One thought can lead to life, one thought can lead to death." Wang Yun lowered his voice and continued, "Only when you have the courage to take responsibility can you have a chance of survival. If you live here..."
Fellow Taoist, do you know that if you refuse, if I step forward, someone will bring you some gifts?
If Yuan Wei was really not afraid of death, why would he delay and endure the humiliation he is experiencing now?
Many people, including Wang Yun, understand this.
Wang Yun looked at Yuan Wei and signaled Yuan Wei to make a choice.
Yuan Wei closed his eyes, his beard moved without any wind, and after a long time he sighed and said: "In this case, I can just let you be driven..."
Wang Yun nodded and said: "Good! I will report back to the Prime Minister immediately... After a few days, I will meet Mr. Yuan to have a drink and have a good talk. Let me take my leave first..."
