Zhao Xu asked about tea as soon as he came up.

This made all the civil and military officials a little confused, and for a while no one came forward to answer.

Finally, Zhang Dun stood up and said: "Your Majesty, Futian tea is bitter at first and then sweet, which is quite memorable!"

"Haha, Mr. Zhang is indeed able to taste the true flavor of this tea just like me!"

Zhao Xu clapped his hands and smiled.

After he brought back Futian tea, he also invited the nobles in the palace to taste it, but most of them could only taste bitter.

"Your Majesty, this tea is named after Futian, but what does it have to do with Futian Yuan?"

Zhang Dun asked again.

"That's right, I went to Futian Hospital some time ago and found that the old, weak, sick and disabled people treated there were living in poverty. Even with funding from the court and Futian's income, these people could barely survive starvation."

When Zhao Xu said this, he couldn't help but think of those people with Scarface, and immediately sighed secretly.

"But then I went to Futian Yuan again and found that the old, weak, sick and disabled people there started to save themselves. They opened tea-making workshops, and this Futian tea was made by them!"

Where is Futianyuan?

The civil and military officials in the court know better than anyone else.

It is no exaggeration to say that almost all the people sent there have no hope and can only wait to die.

Now I heard that people in Futian Yuan actually opened a tea-making workshop and even produced this kind of Futian tea.

This made all the officials in the court look surprised, including Zhang Dun, Zeng Bu and other big shots.

"I have decided to list Futian tea as tribute tea, and the palace will pay for it!"

Zhao Xu waved his hand as he spoke, and a waiter immediately came forward with a tray on which were placed boxes of Futian tea.

"This is the tea I brought back from Futian Yuan. Today I will give it to you all to take home and taste it. If you like it, I hope you will buy some."

Zhao Xu suddenly thought of something when he said this, so he added again:

"Don't go to Futianyuan. All this tea has been bought by a righteous merchant. My tea was also given by Futianyuan."

Zhang Dun and others took the tea leaves, but looked at each other in confusion.

Zhao Xu asked them to buy Futian tea, but did not let them go to Futian Courtyard. So where should they go to buy it?

After the morning session.

Zhang Dun took out the Futian tea from Zhao Xu from his sleeve.

When I opened the box, there were not many tea leaves inside, but the tea smelled pure and strong.

At this moment, a middle-aged official came over, bowed his hand to Zhang Dun and said:

"Mr. Zhang, you said that His Majesty suddenly mentioned Futian Courtyard and sent Futian Tea to us. What do you mean?"

I saw this middle-aged man in his early forties, with a medium build, a rectangular face, regular facial features, and three long beards under his chin. He looked extremely gentle, just like an ordinary teacher.

"Yuandu, sometimes you shouldn't think too much. Maybe it was just a whim when Your Majesty went to Futian Courtyard. There was no other intention."

Zhang Dun smiled and said to the middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is Cai Bian.

He is the younger brother of Cai Jing and the son-in-law of Wang Anshi. Together with Zhang Dun and Zeng Bu, he is a core figure of the New Party and currently serves as the Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China.

"Nothing else?"

Cai Bian frowned, and then he still said uneasily: "But why is your Majesty going to Futian Courtyard in such a good way?"

"You have time to think about this, why not think about where to buy Futian tea?"

Zhang Dun helplessly patted Cai Bian on the shoulder, then turned around and went to the political hall.

He always felt that Cai Bian was too thoughtful, and he could complicate even simple things!

"Am I really thinking too much?"

Cai Bian looked at Zhang Dun and whispered to himself in a low voice, then shook his head slightly, feeling that something was wrong with this matter.

In just one morning, the name of Futian Tea has spread throughout the official circles.

Those who are qualified to participate in the morning court are the chief officials of each yamen.

The first thing they did after going to court was to send someone to inquire about Futian Tea.

As the saying goes, if something is good at the top, it will be worse at the bottom.

Even the emperor Zhao Xu took it as his own responsibility to designate Futian tea as tribute tea. Of course, all civil and military officials must also set an example.

However, news about Futian Tea is not easy to find.

Zhao Xu did not allow officials to go to Futian Courtyard, and even if he went to Futian Courtyard to inquire, Futian Courtyard did not know where Futian Tea was sold.

When Ning Fu got Futian tea, he did not promote it and only sold it in Huameizhai.

There are almost all female customers in Huameizhai, and few of these female guests are interested in Futian tea.

Even if some female customers were introduced to it by a female waiter, they would forget about it. In the huge city of Tokyo, not many people know the name of Futian Tea.

So even though all the civil and military officials launched an all-out search and searched all the teahouses in the capital, no useful information was found.

I guess they never dreamed that Futian tea was sold in Huameizhai, which sells rouge and gouache.

Cai Bian returned home in a irritable mood. He had been thinking about Futian Tea all day.

What Cai Bian didn't expect was that he asked his brother Cai Jing to find out about Futian Tea.

Cai Jing is the prefect of Kaifeng, so this kind of trivial matter should be easy, but he didn't expect that Cai Jing sent people to inquire for a day, but still couldn't find where Futian tea was sold?

"Bring hot water and teacups!"

Cai Bian sat in the living room for a while and immediately gave instructions to his servants.

The servant agreed and immediately turned around and went out.

After a while, a girl came in carrying a tray.

"Father is having trouble again?"

The girl asked with concern.

This girl was exactly the girl surnamed Cai that Ning Fu and Liu Qingxin met on the Lantern Festival.

She is Cai Bian's only daughter, but she was born from a concubine.

"Um."

Cai Bian didn't even look at his daughter when he spoke.

His wife was born into a distinguished family and had a son with him. As for the daughter in front of her, she was the result of a drunken sexual act.

Although Cai Bian acknowledged this daughter, he never made false remarks about her.

"Pour this into a cup and add hot water to brew!"

Cai Bian reached out and put the tea leaves sent by Zhao Xu on the table, and then gave instructions to his daughter.

"yes!"

The girl was overjoyed when she heard her father's instructions, and immediately picked up the box and opened it.

When he saw the tea leaves inside, he was stunned.

"Father, do you also like Futian tea?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, then finally plucked up the courage to ask.

"Um?"

Hearing this, Cai Bian suddenly raised his head, finally looked at his daughter, and asked eagerly:

"How do you know Futian Tea?"

"Is this...is this tea important?"

The girl was also shocked. This was the first time her father asked her this question.

"Of course it's important. This is the tea that His Majesty rewards all officials. Please tell me how you know about it?"

Cai Bian stood up and stared at his daughter and asked again.

"I heard this from a little sister from the poetry club. She attended a party at the poetry club yesterday, and the person hosting the party gave her a box of Futian tea."

When the girl said the last words, her little face turned slightly red with excitement. For the first time, she felt her father's attention.

"At the poetry club gathering, did you also get a box of Futian tea?"

Cai Bian immediately asked excitedly, with this box of Futian tea, he could follow the clues and find the origin of Futian tea.

"No...no, I didn't feel well yesterday, so I didn't go."

The girl said softly.

Ever since the Lantern Festival that day, she had never wanted to see Liu Qingxin again, and for this reason she didn't even go to the poetry club's gathering.
To be continued...