Beigong Chun said: "My father didn't understand. He asked repeatedly. After several times, the woman could not help but tell him that she was the daughter of Prime Minister Zhuge and was married. Her husband died in Mianzhu. She was still pregnant. Although she admired her father's character, she could not marry him. She gave the Wuhou military letter to her father, and as her father saved her in the chaos, she saved nearly 10,000 civilians in Shu Han. She asked her father to let her leave and go back to Chengdu to find the children who were separated in the war. Her father had already deeply rooted in love with her, so how could he let her go? She refused to say anything. In the end, her father saw that she had decided to leave, so he had no choice but to let her go."

Li Rui sighed regretfully: "Oh, it's such a pity."

Beigong Chun said: "It's a pity. However, before she left, she gave birth to a daughter. She was a woman and went out with a child who was still in her infancy. It was really inconvenient, so she entrusted the child to her father and returned to Chengdu alone."

Li Rui asked: "Have she not come back later?"

Beigong Chun said: "I have been back several times and even lived in my house for several years, but I have never been together with my father. My father feels deep regret. Fortunately, the girl grew up in my house and was childhood sweetheart. When she was seventeen years old, she formed a family with me, which can be considered as a small reparation for my father's regret."

Li Rui nodded repeatedly: "I can't eat it myself, so let the next generation help me find it back. Mr. Beigong is really a role model!"

At this time, Zhuge Hui had already burned the tea cakes to the fragrance of tea, and was rubbing it back and forth with a pair of smart and slender hands. As she rubbed her hands, the tea leaves turned into powder and fell from her fingers, falling into a bowl that had been prepared, and soon a layer was accumulated. When she heard Li Rui's speech, she couldn't help but look up at Li Rui, her face full of surprise, which obviously shocked him.

Beigong Chun kicked over: "Stupid brat, how did you speak?"

Li Rui didn't care if he was kicked, and said with a smile: "It's not right, but the reason is this... By the way, General, you haven't said that the lady is obviously your daughter, why is her surname Zhuge?"

Zhuge Hui lowered her head and rubbed the tea cakes, and whispered: "This is what my grandmother asked for."

Li Rui was stunned: "What?"

Beigong Chun said: "Prime Minister Zhuge's descendants are not rich, and after experiencing the tragedy of the country's destruction and family destruction, my mother-in-law made a request when I got married: the first child's surname is Beigong, but the second child's surname is Zhuge. My father and I admire Prime Minister Zhuge very much, and I couldn't bear to see that the hero has no descendants, so I agreed."

Li Rui could only admire. The old man Beigong was really a seed of infatuation. He was infatuated with Zhuge and could not love his son for the rest of his life. He could still understand her difficulties. It was really rare for the children of the Beigong family to follow her maiden name!

"The old man is so infatuated!" he said.

Beigong Chun said: "My Beigong family has always been like this! Besides, it's just a surname, it's not bad. It's not that if her surname is Zhuge, she will not be my daughter. If she changes her surname, she can fulfill her elders' wishes. Why not do it?"

Li Rui admired: "The general is really open-minded."

He is indeed open-minded. The ancients attached great importance to their own bloodlines. Not to mention letting their children take their mother-in-law's surname, even adopting children between brothers is extremely serious. In this era, adopting children from the past is the other person and no longer belongs to their own lineage. Unless their lineage is far behind, they will not be recognized. Why is Sima Zhao so embarrassed to take office after Sima Shi's death? You must know that Sima Shi's son Sima You adopted the past from him, and Sima You is also his son. It is natural for me to help my son watch the situation, so why is it so embarrassing?

The reason is very simple: Sima You was adopted, so he was Sima Shi's son and no longer belonged to Sima Zhao's lineage. For Sima Zhao, Sima You was just his nephew, and he was Sima You's uncle. Even if Sima You wanted to recognize him, he could not recognize him, nor would he admit it. For thousands of years, the matter has always been the successor of the father and the son. Sima Shi died, and his power should be inherited by his son Sima You. If you, an uncle, robbed his nephew's things, what's the matter?

There are very few examples of returning to the family after adoption. Zhuge Pan is the son of Zhuge Qiao, and Zhuge Qiao was adopted by Zhuge Liang from his brother Zhuge Jin. There was no way, and he had no descendants for a long time. He could only do this. Later, Zhuge Jin's son Zhuge Ke aroused the anger of the monarchs and ministers of the Eastern Wu because of his arbitrary power. The whole family was killed. Zhuge Jin's branch was considered an extinction. He adopted it again and continued the bloodline of Zhuge Jin's lineage.

You can see that the adoption of descendants between brothers is so serious, let alone let the child and his wife have a surname. In this era, this is a very excessive requirement, but Beigong Chun agreed immediately, which is really open-minded.

Beigong Chun said: "It's nothing but a surname. Besides, her surname is Zhuge and she can't be named Beigong. Zhuge Hui, Beigong Hui, just call her whatever she likes!"

Li Rui: "..."

General, you are such a clever ghost!

At this time, Zhuge Hui had already rolled the tea cake into powder. She blew off the remaining powder in her hand, poured the tea in the bowl into boiling boiling water, and then added a little sugar to Li Rui's curious eyes...

Then two small pieces of cheese were added...

Immediately I added a few handfuls of corn with the aroma of fried cereals...

Added a small bowl of red beans...

More than a dozen chopped red dates were added...

Added a small pinch of shredded ginger...

As she put more and more ingredients, Li Rui's expression changed again and again, and finally became dull: "Miss Zhuge, what are you doing?"

Zhuge Hui said: "I came from Liangzhou and brought several cakes of good tea. I also found a clear spring in the mountains. The water quality is excellent. Naturally, I have to cook a pot of good tea. Please ask Li Xiaowei and his father to taste it."

Beigong Chun said proudly: "Hui'er's tea-making skills are awesome in Guzang City. I wonder how many well-known figures are attracted to her. Are they proud to be able to taste her skills?"

Li Rui looked at him with an incredible look on his face.

You are quite proud, are you? You are so proud! Is she making tea? This is clearly a porridge!

It’s still a porridge cooked with a lot of messy things, it’s a perfect dark dish!

Seeing Zhuge Hui adding another handful of orange peel and wolfberry, Li Rui wanted to die... He could already imagine what the "tea" tasted like from this messy thing. Seeing Zhuge Hui concentrate and constantly adding things into it, he just wanted to shout: "Miss, tea is not cooked like this! You are wasting things!"

But it’s useless to call it. This is how I drank tea in this era. It was not until the Tang Dynasty that the Chinese people’s habit of drinking tea evolved from “cooking tea” to making tea. They no longer add a lot of ingredients or even pork and mutton to it, but only tea leaves and boiling boiling water. Tea Saint Lu Yu despised the traditional way of eating tea more than once, believing that this was a waste of things. The tea cooked is no different from the smelly water in the stinky ditch!

It seems that today he had to taste the smell of this smell of stinky water cooked with a lot of ingredients.

After stewing, the ingredients in the cooking utensils had turned into a sticky, unspeakable thing that exuded the tea aroma. Zhuge Hui first served Beigong Chun, and then served Li Rui with a bowl, saying, "I heard that Li Zhengwei has a lot of insights into the tea ceremony, so please give me some advice."

Li Rui looked at the steaming lump in front of him, and I don’t know how many good ingredients I used to make it, and squeezed out a smile that could barely be called a smile, and said, “Miss Zhuge is skillful and the things he makes are of course very delicious.”

Zhuge Hui looked expectant: "Then you try it!"

Li Rui could only pick up the bowl with tears in his eyes and start drinking tea...

Uh, have tea.

Then he felt the pain of Lu Yu drinking the stinky water in the gutter. This big piece of stuff, sweet, sour, spicy, bitter and salty, all of them were all together. The taste was really rich. After one bite, all life was all in it! What's even more terrible is that there was a little milky flavor here... After all, cheese was added!

I will definitely have diarrhea tonight!

Zhuge Hui asked expectantly: "Is it delicious?"

Li Rui said with tears in his eyes: "It's delicious, so delicious."

Zhuge Huiyan smiled: "Then you eat more. Now it's in chaos, and it's not easy to get some good tea. You won't have the chance to eat it in the future!"

This is the truth. The way to eat tea these days is really too tough. No matter how you blow it, the taste of this big piece of food will not be good, so there are not many people who like to eat tea. The market is small, and the yield is naturally not much higher. During the long 800 years of the Han, Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, the tea consumed by the Chinese was basically mainly wild tea. Of course, people also grow it, but the scale is very small. The varieties of wild tea trees are mixed and the quality is uneven. Buying tea is like opening a blind box, and I want to buy some good tea.

It really takes good luck. Until the middle of the Tang Dynasty, the tea saint Lu Yu changed the bad habit of using tea as a cooking rice in Chinese, and turned tea into a self-cultivation drink instead of a food. The tea drinking style really became popular. Not only high-ranking officials and nobles, but ordinary people also drink a few tea trees. It is not impossible to plant it! Rich people drink the best tea, the poor people drink the worst, and the worst sell it to foreigners. The tea that foreigners praise is placed in China, only for farmers to rinse their mouths, and they are angry!

Zhuge Hui spent a lot of time to buy these good tea cakes. I don’t know when I will find such good tea in the future. There are not many opportunities like this.

However, Li Rui did not cherish it at all and thought secretly: "I would rather give this opportunity to someone else!"

Seeing Beigong Chun eating in big mouthfuls, his eyes rolled and he ate slowly so that Beigong Chun could help him eliminate as much of this dark food that might cause him to diarrhea. He asked Zhuge Hui: "Miss Zhuge, why haven't I seen you on the mountain a few days ago? Have you just arrived in Luoyang?"
Chapter completed!