C1868 A dispute over a pot

The exchange of gifts at such diplomatic ceremonies was more of a symbol, such as the carving of crucifixion and biblical tales of the crucifix in the rosewood from the Governor Philip. On one hand, the gifts were valuable, and on the other, they were meant for missionary purposes.

And the porcelain bottle that Xiao Letian returned to them was even more of a standard and proper national gift. In any case, no one would say that it was a gift from the Chinese people that was worthy of its name.

On the other hand, Tongzhi also gave a small white jade table screen, which belonged to the study of scholars. It was very elegant and refined, and the rare white jade as a gift could also reflect Chinese elements.

But just as Da Sixi was about to get someone to take out the table, Governor Philip's eyes were tightly staring at the purple clay pot in Er Mao's hand.

It was not accurate to say that they were staring at it, but it could be said that they had noticed it with their nose and eyes. This was because not only did the purple clay pot have a simple style, it was also emitting a strong fragrance.

"Your Majesty, I wonder if I can take a look at the … This is a pot, right? What's the material? "

Any one could see the greed in Governor Philip's eyes, and Zai Chun hesitated as he looked at Hairy Two. "About that …" "Please show the purple clay pot to the Governor …"

Governor Philip was already captivated by the purple clay pot and could not hear anything weird about it. On the other hand, the Dutch Governor's heart was in turmoil.

"Why does the Chinese emperor have a feeling of dread toward this young man who is obviously a eunuch? It was actually a tone of discussion, and the young eunuch was a little unwilling to do so? "There's a ghost, there's a ghost here …"

Er Mao really did not want it, because this pot was the leader's treasure and was also one that Xiao Letian liked.

He took a probing glance at Xiao Letian and realised that his foster father's expression was very calm, he had no choice but to take out the teapot, and spoke in fluent English: "Please be careful, this is the purple clay pot from the Ming Dynasty."

purple clay pot originated from the Ming Dynasty, and there were many historical pot makers such as Big Bin, Xu Youquan and other masters of the Ming Dynasty, and in the Qing Dynasty, there were also Chen Hongshou, Yang Pengniang, and so on.

But the pot in Er Mao's hands was very special, his name was not a specific person's name, but a place with only four words: 'Monk of the Golden Sand'. This purple clay pot could be considered a kind of purple clay pot, it had an ancient design and its literary value was extremely high.

Speaking of this pot, it was a gift from the Jiangnan God Hu Xueyan, to the Chief, it was very memorable.

Although the Governor Philip didn't play with purple clay pot, he was still an antique collector. Even if he didn't know who the good stuff was, he could smell the vicissitudes of history on it.

"Ming Dynasty!" So powerful … "Why is it so fragrant? What kind of good tea have you made?" The Governor Philip asked.

Hairy # 2 smiled and said, "There's no tea leaves inside. It's just a pot of boiling water …"

"Boiling water? Pure boiled water? "Impossible, there's clearly a fragrance here …"

"You don't understand, this is the purple clay pot's secret …"

The truly good purple clay pot required a pot to be raised. For the new pot to be held on hand for two years and not touched by others, one had to make a plate with their own hands and slowly and delicately play with the pot handle.

After that, it would be time to make the tea. As time passed, the fragrance of the tea would seep into the purple clay pot, and if no tea leaves were to be poured into the water, the fragrance of the tea could be released for hundreds of years. This is the pot.

"This method of raising pots is not the most particular. It is said that since the day of its birth, this pot has never changed tea leaves and has always been a top-grade Longjing green tea. For hundreds of years, there has only been one kind of aroma, and it is precisely because there is no miscellaneous flavor that the current fragrance is pure …"

Although he was playing with antiques, he had never heard of such a meticulous way of playing. The key was that since the time of creation till now, it had been 400 years, so how could the Chinese use 400 years to play with something that never changed and was never broken. If it was real, then it would be a miracle.

Governor Philip looked at Tongzhi Emperor excitedly. "Oh … Your majesty, please give me this pot as a gift … "No, no, no. Please give it to me. Please fulfill my humble wish. I don't want anything …"

Alright, now Zai Chun and the others were stunned, the servant holding onto the jade table screen was also stunned, and did not know whether to go forward or retreat.

Zai Chun clearly knew that that thing was not his, but he could not lose any face now. He did not even dare to look at his Master and only laughed awkwardly, "It's just a pot, I'll reward you! Hairy # 2, you can leave now … "

Hairy # 2 didn't move at all. He just stared at the pot quietly.

Zai Chun was a little embarrassed. "Step down, I shall bestow this pot to the Governor …"

Hairy # 2 was still unmoved, causing the British to be stunned. They did not expect this young eunuch to be so tough. At this moment, Hairy # 2 spoke up, "Respected Governor, do you know how expensive this pot is? "Perhaps the Queen of Buckingham Palace has no collection that can surpass his..."

At that time, Governor Philip's face had turned white, Hairy # 2's subtext was very obvious, this pot was too expensive, only monarchs would have the fortune to enjoy it, it seems like you do not have the qualifications to do so.

Being mocked and ridiculed by a Eastern Eunuch like that, Governor of England felt that he had lost a lot of face. He did not pay attention to Er Mao and only bowed towards Zai Chun with a smile, "Thank you, your majesty, for your bestowment. I wish your majesty smooth sailing here …"

Before he could finish his sentence, Hairy # 2 suddenly interrupted his flattery. "Hur Hur …" This pot is actually not the best, do you know where the best purple clay pot of Temple of Golden Sand is? "

"Where?" Governor Philip asked subconsciously.

"It's in Yuan Ming Yuan! "Only that place would be suitable for such a treasure …" Hairy # 2 said faintly.

The moment the words left his mouth, the atmosphere immediately became tense. He was clearly cursing at someone, how could he not bring it up! They all knew that British and French combined forces burned Yuan Ming Yuan to death, but the words Yuan Ming Yuan was taboo in such diplomatic occasions. It only made both sides more embarrassed.

The military officers following the Governor subconsciously gripped their swords tightly, while the Chinese military officers subconsciously took half a step forward. Just like that, the atmosphere froze.

When Zai Chun saw that Hairy # 2 was not giving him face at all, his face turned livid with anger. Why aren't you leaving... Do you have the right to speak here? "Step back …"

But Hairy Two did not retreat!

"Give me back my pot …" Looking at the Governor Philip, Hairy # 2 only had these words.

But how could the Governor Philip be willing to give up on such a treasure? How could the greedy bandits give up on such a fat meat? I really don't know who's in charge here … Could it be that this gentleman has a higher status than you? "

"Enough!" Just then, Xiao Letian, who had been observing from the sidelines for a long time, suddenly spoke out. "Enough, I think we have wasted a bit more time, His Excellency the Governor, please prepare to let the convoy set off!"

"Hairy # 2, step down …" Xiao Letian said. Hairy # 2 nodded and quietly went back to his own cabin.