The reason why the governor made the impromptu decision to come to Prince Dan's house was because he heard Secretary Tong calling him earlier to tell him that Fang Xiaoyu had come to Fang's house to attend Prince Dan's birthday party, so he decided to bring his daughter to visit Fang Xiaoyu in person.
Unexpectedly, when they came here, they saw the miserable scene of Prince Dan's family. He couldn't help but frown, and he was a little worried that he wouldn't be able to see Fang Xiaoyu.
"Divine Doctor Fang..." Secretary Tong sighed helplessly: "He has been picked up by Leng Jianglong, the grandson of Mr. Leng from Southern Xinjiang."
"Picked up?" Governor Ji's face suddenly darkened, and he said seriously: "No, I have to go to Southern Xinjiang in person. Secretary Tong, please make preparations for me first. I have decided to go to Southern Xinjiang now.
Visit Mr. Leng."
"Go now?" Secretary Tong was very suspicious, but when he saw the serious expression on the governor's face, he had no choice but to nod and answer: "Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."
After saying that, he arranged for an off-road vehicle and prepared to rush to southern Xinjiang.
The governor was so anxious that he asked Secretary Tong to change to an off-road vehicle, and took his daughter, an assistant and driver with him, and headed straight to southern Xinjiang.
At this time, there was a peaceful and festive atmosphere in the hall of the Leng family.
Mr. Leng was sitting on a piece of huanghuali wood, holding a purple sand tea cup and sipping tea carefully. He made an invitation gesture to Fang Xiaoyu with a smile: "Xiaoyu, drink tea."
This is the third time that Mr. Leng has invited Fang Xiaoyu to tea.
This old man who looks like he is only in his early sixties is actually already eighty years old. He has a cheerful face, but when he speaks, he has a loud voice and is full of energy.
Fang Xiaoyu actually doesn't have much interest in tea. But seeing Mr. Leng's enthusiasm, he felt a little embarrassed.
He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. A faint scent of tea rushed into his throat, making him feel indescribably comfortable.
"How is it? How do you like the taste of this tea?" Mr. Leng asked Fang Xiaoyu with a smile.
"Yes! Not bad. The taste of this tea is very beautiful. Savoring it carefully brings you an inexplicable feeling of comfort. It's like entering the mountains and forests in the morning and smelling the first ray of fresh air. It makes you feel happy.
"Fang Xiaoyu replied truthfully.
"It seems that Doctor Fang's pursuit of the realm of tea ceremony is not very high!" Mr. Leng smiled and shook his head: "This tea can only be regarded as ordinary tea, and only a stupid old man like me who has never learned tea ceremony can know it.
Brewing such poor taste of tea."
Having said this, Mr. Leng put down the tea cup in his hand.
His hawk-like eyes fell on Fang Xiaoyu's face without saying a word, which made Fang Xiaoyu's heart feel cold.
This was a feeling he had never felt before.
Faintly, Fang Xiaoyu was startled by the coldness emitted by the old man in front of him.
"Is this old guy really a Nascent Soul master?" Fang Xiaoyu felt suspicious in his heart.
Just then, Mr. Leng laughed loudly: "Miracle Doctor Fang, do you want to taste the finest tea from southern Xinjiang?"
"Hehe! General Leng, you'd better take me to see how your grandson's condition is going first! I'm here to see a doctor, not to drink tea." Fang Xiaoyu replied with some embarrassment.
He felt that he was always being stared at by this strange old man, and he felt a little uneasy.
"Now that you're here, don't miss the fun of tea tasting."
General Leng smiled and explained to Fang Xiaoyu: "My way of hospitality, Leng Qingtian, is to treat my best friends with the best tea. You are the first one who deserves my best Wangyou tea."
Distinguished guest, only after drinking this Wangyou tea can you be qualified to see my grandson's strange disease. Otherwise, you can't even touch the edge of the disease. I'm doing this for your own good. Come on! I'll invite a tea ceremony master.
, I’ll make you Wangyou tea.”
After saying that, he clapped his hands and called to the housekeeper beside him: "I'd like to invite Miss Himiko, a master of tea ceremony, to come to the hall and make some tea for Mr. Fang."
"Yes!" the housekeeper responded, then turned and walked out of the hall.
After a while, the housekeeper came to General Leng with a young woman wearing a pink Tang suit.
"Old man, what kind of tea would your guest like to drink?" the young woman asked him very politely and performed a tea ceremony.
"Give Divine Doctor Fang a cup of Wangyou Tea!" General Leng nodded lightly to Miss Jimiko, a master of tea ceremony, and then smiled and made a gesture of invitation towards Fang Xiaoyu.
Jimiko walked in front of Fang Xiaoyu with light steps, like an ancient singer dancing gracefully.
She first gave him a very respectful tea ceremony, and then nodded to him with a smile: "Doctor Fang, please sit down. This tea has a strong smell. When you smell it, sit back a little."
"Okay!" Fang Xiaoyu nodded, but couldn't help but want to laugh. He couldn't understand why this old man Leng had to let him drink tea first before going to see a doctor for his grandson. And he also invited him
A Japanese woman comes to make tea. What kind of medicine is this old man selling in his gourd?
Fang Xiaoyu watched quietly, seeing Miss Jimiko in front of him. This girl was pretty, with fair skin, and her slender fingers were as tender as bamboo shoots.
It has the charm of a classical oriental beauty.
Her steps were light and her movements of making tea were skillful and graceful.
While the tea was being poured, this beauty would turn to Fang Xiaoyu from time to time and give her a sweet smile.
"Does Doctor Fang's tea smell good?" Suddenly seeing Miss Himiko, she flicked her sleeves and inadvertently exposed her snow-white arms.
Fang Xiaoyu was greatly surprised by this sudden action.
Looking at the snow-white arms of the girl in ancient costume in front of him, he couldn't figure out her intentions for a moment. He was secretly wondering what the hell this woman was up to.
But at this moment, there was a sudden gurgling sound. It turned out that while Fang Xiaoyu was looking at her arm, Jimiko had already made a pot of tea, poured tea into the teacup, and was washing the cup with the first tea!
A faint scent of tea penetrated into Fang Xiaoyu's nose, refreshing her heart and mind.
Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but praise it from the bottom of his heart: "It smells so good."
"Really? As long as you like it, I will make the tea more fragrant." Jimiko smiled at Fang Xiaoyu, holding the small teacup, squeezing the teacup lightly with her slender fingers, shaking it gently, and using
The first tea water washed the cup.
The top of the tea cup was filled with thick steam.
Looking at the delicate little hands, gently squeezing the cup, it made people's hearts beat loudly. Fang Xiaoyu was really worried that the tea would burn the girl, and the cup would fall if she was not careful.
Just when Fang Xiaoyu was worried about the beauty in front of him, he saw Miss Jimiko, with a quick movement, she sat down on Fang Xiaoyu's lap and gently lifted her skirt with her hand, revealing her beautiful white legs. (To be continued)