He had heard how unkind his son-in-law was. Even the prime minister's uncle, who was the Third Young Master Gu, couldn't get a copy of the Third Young Master Gu's calligraphy. What ability did Liu Ruofeng have to convince the Third Young Master Gu?
Did he get this thing in his hand? Looking at Master Hu, Feng Wenhai raised his hand and waved it.
"Master Hu, please go down first. Mr. Liu and I have important matters to discuss."
"Yes." When Master Hu heard Feng Wenhai's words, he immediately nodded in agreement. In the past, the master would never let him avoid him, but now it seems that Liu Ruofeng is really quite capable. Maybe in a few days, he will be able to do it.
, he and he are colleagues.
"Mr. Liu, come and sit down." Feng Wenhai said, looking at the seat opposite him.
Liu Meizhuang glanced at the seat opposite Feng Wenhai, then looked at the furnishings on the table, and understood immediately. She reached out and took off the package from her shoulders, walked over and sat down, and placed the package on her shoulders.
On his lap. Feng Wenhai was a little surprised when he saw her informality and arrogance. He didn't realize that Liu Ruofeng was also an informal person.
Liu Meizhuang didn't think there was anything wrong with this move. She just reached out and opened the lid of the pot filled with boiling water. It seemed that she came just in time, just in time for Feng Wenhai to drink tea. Her eyes fell to the side again.
On a small pile of tea leaves, she reached for it, poured some boiling water into the empty teapot and washed it, along with two teacups. She could still make tea, especially since she had read some books about tea ceremony. Of course
In fact, she is also very good at tasting tea. She puts the tea leaves between her nose and smells it, and she has a good understanding of it.
"What? Mr. Liu looks like he has guessed what kind of tea this is?" Feng Wenhai saw the confidence in her eyes, looked at her movements, and asked.
"This is the freshly picked Taihu Biluochun. Master Feng, are you right?" Liu Meizhuang put the tea leaves into the teapot and slowly added boiling water. If she had known that Feng Wenhai had this preference, she would have asked Butler Li to get some. Dad
I like collecting tea leaves the most, especially tasting them. I definitely have a lot of tea leaves in my collection.
"Young Master Liu is a good tea drinker." Feng Wenhai's eyes flashed with admiration. This is indeed Biluochun, and it has just come out, and it is still tender. He is busy with official duties on weekdays, so he drinks a cup of Biluochun when he has free time.
, just treat it as a way to relieve fatigue.
After brewing the tea, they repeatedly poured it back and forth with another teapot, and then a burst of tea fragrance overflowed. When Liu Meizhuang smelled that the smell should be strong, she filled the cup in front of her and handed it to Feng Wenhai.
Then she poured herself another cup. Although her method of making tea was a bit time-consuming, the taste was very good. After pouring the tea, Liu Meizhuang did not forget about business. She opened the package and took out the imperial pine flower stone dragon horse inside.
He took out the inkstone. When he looked up, he saw Feng Wenhai tasting it with a look of satisfaction on his face.
"I only know that Mr. Feng is a man who knows how to inkstone. I never thought that Mr. Feng would like to drink tea. If I had known this, I have a lot of tea leaves in my home. I will bring some to you next time."
Feng Wenhai took a few sips of Biluochun. When he saw the object in Liu Meizhuang's hand, he became a little interested. He reached out to take it and opened it.
"Young Master Liu guessed wrong. Although this inkstone is good, I am not a person who understands the art of inkstone. I want this Songhua Stone Dragon Horse Inkstone, which has its own magical uses." He is indeed a tea lover, but he is not familiar with the art of inkstones.
It's completely ignorant.
Liu Meizhuang was stunned. Since Feng Wenhai didn't like the inkstone, why did he still need it? Seeing Feng Wenhai carefully looking at the inkstone, Liu Meizhuang kept smiling. She didn't know how to appreciate it, but she still wanted to get it. What was this?
Reason? And even if he got it now, it could only be displayed in the house as a decoration, and it was of no use at all. At first, she thought that Feng Wenhai was a person who loved inkstones very much, so she wanted to get this thing.
However, looking at Feng Wenhai's expression, there was not much joy, which proved that what Feng Wenhai said was true, and he really had no interest in this inkstone.
"How dare you, sir? Why do you still want to get this thing if you don't like it?"
Feng Wenhai smiled, closed the box again and put it away. "On the Dragon Boat Festival next month, there is a noble person who is celebrating his birthday, and he needs this thing to cheer him up."
Nobleman, Liu Meizhuang was suddenly startled. It turned out that Feng Wenhai wanted this thing just because he wanted to please this nobleman. The nobleman Feng Wenhai mentioned was probably not a simple person. He was someone who could make Feng Wenhai flatter him.
His official rank is definitely far above that of Feng Wenhai. No wonder everyone talks about the word "official". If you feed the people above, the people below can have enough food and clothing. No wonder, Feng Wenhai is just a small sixth-grade official.
But he could go to Shuchuan to commit crimes, killing hundreds of people in Liu Ruofeng's family, and it was like this. She wanted to see who the person behind Feng Wenhai was!
"By the way, I heard that this thing was taken by Mr. Gu for 10 million taels last night. How did you get it?"
Feng Wenhai couldn't help but feel a little helpless when he mentioned Third Young Master Gu. He really felt a bit embarrassed when he said it. If he went to Third Young Master Gu to ask for this thing, he would definitely be in trouble. Third Young Master Gu's calligraphy is famous in
The whole of Jiangnan must be very particular about paper, ink, pens and inkstones. Since he is willing to pay such a high price to win this thing, it is not easy to let him pass it on to others. What's more, everyone in Jiangnan knows this banished immortal.
Mr. Gu San, whose name is called Mr. Gu, doesn’t even give him the face of the Prime Minister. Prime Minister, that is Mr. Gu’s uncle. He doesn’t even take the Prime Minister as an uncle in his eyes, let alone a local official.
As a father-in-law, even if he goes to ask for it shamelessly, he will only become a laughing stock in Jiangnan.
"If I say that this was given to me by Mr. Gu San, would you believe it, my lord?" Moreover, there is no need for her to ask her husband for it. Liu Meizhuang secretly smiled in her heart. This was her first time in front of Feng Wenhai.
Being so sincere, she really didn't lie. Third Young Master Gu did give it to her, of course, to let her deal with Feng Wenhai.
Feng Wenhai raised his thick eyebrows, a little surprised. Didn't he just swear in public in Jiangnan Gongyuan that he and Mr. Gu are just good friends? Now Mr. Gu personally gave this thing to him. Could it be that
It's really as rumored.
"Oh? This is strange. Haven't Mr. Liu heard that my son-in-law doesn't even pay attention to the prime minister?"
"Really? I came to Jiangnan not long ago, so I don't know about this." Liu Meizhuang's smile was a bit stiff, and she casually found an excuse to excuse her.