Unaware of Spring (1)

  I seize every opportunity that won't seem abrupt to get close to Mu Gongzi. For example, checking what's missing, collecting and washing clothes, passing on messages to Nie Qiuyuan and the others.

  In fact, this is just my ideal, Nie Qiuyuan didn't even give me a chance to pass on the message.

  But I still grasped several opportunities to get in touch with Mu Gongzi.

  I tried every means to get him to talk.

  A former FBI consultant in the US wrote a book called "How to Think Like a Spy", which teaches some methods for federal agents to approach target personnel. The key is that you must find such a "hook" to hang yourself with the target. This "hook" can be a common acquaintance, or a certain event, but this "hook" must allow you to enter his heart and make him feel necessary to get close to you.

  For spies, the target may be easy to find, but the hook is hard to come by. I've seen cases where a female spy's target was identified months in advance, but this person was impossible to get close to. He lived a reclusive life, didn't go out or socialize, and never approached strangers. The female spy tried every trick in the book and finally got an important piece of information: the target's young son was applying to study in the United States.

  So she started with this information and arranged to meet the target object under the name of a private foundation, promising to provide scholarships for international students, which aroused the interest of the target. Once you're born, twice you're familiar, slowly but surely, the purpose is achieved.

  Moreover, I have also studied interrogation techniques. When you want to know something from someone, relying on round after round of bombardment-style questioning may not be effective, and sometimes it is necessary to strategically induce the target.

  Strategic elicitation requires asking questions in a friendly and non-threatening way that won't arouse the other person's suspicions, so they unwittingly reveal information that direct questioning would never get. We gather bits of information piecemeal while the other person remains unaware, eventually piecing together the truth about what happened.

  So when you're talking to someone who's being mysterious, you should be on your guard. Because under clever induction, a lot of seemingly innocuous information that comes out in conversation, once analyzed as a whole, can reveal content that far exceeds your expectations. You might not even realize you've been had.

  But in actual combat, I found that my level basically belongs to nonsense.

  "Is the wound of the wooden boy healed?"; "My appearance is like a weak willow in the wind, charming and moving (practiced in front of the mirror), gently putting down the clean clothes,"; "Recently, our siblings have encountered changes at home, and Liuxing has been ill for a long time, only now do I understand the importance of physical health."

  My goal is mainly to see if I'm lucky enough to have grabbed onto a big leg. I decided to start from the low air pressure of Mu Gongzi's mood when we first met.

  Mugongzi seemed like a gentle and steady person, he rarely spoke more than half a sentence, only saying: "Thank you for your trouble, Miss. It wasn't a big deal to begin with, it's all better now."

  "Liuyong has experienced the pain of losing loved ones, fortunately still having an older brother to prevent her from going mad. If there is any inconvenience, I hope the young master will forgive me. Does the young master have brothers in his family?" I chatted casually.

  I think if this person were a member of the royal family, when mentioning the loss of relatives and brothers, his facial expression should have changed somewhat. After all, the Xuanwu Gate Incident has just passed, and the emotions of the Tang Dynasty royal family should be submerged in the cruel bloodshed of fratricide.

  But Mu Gongzi didn't react at all, and only faintly replied "Of course brothers have them", then calmly changed the subject.

  Somehow, I always feel that he has a better control over the situation than me, those gentle and smiling eyes seem to tear open my flesh, seeing through my inner soul. Mu Gongzi gives people a feeling of being slightly terrifying and unpredictable.

  "Firefly girl," said Mu Gongzi lightly, "Today is quite hot, I brought some excellent tea when I went out, why don't you invite your brother and others to come over and have a taste?"

  If Mu Gongzi was a member of the Li royal family, he should be from Longxi, but what he took out of his luggage was actually rock tea produced in Fujian.

  Lu Da Chunping was a romantic and had several sets of tea utensils. This time, according to Mu Gongzi's suggestion, he chose a set of simple and rough ceramic ones. Mu Gongzi's hands were skilled, boiling water, washing the tea, and brewing it directly.

  Isn't he just a tea shop owner? I was somewhat disappointed in my heart and felt that the plot development wasn't exciting enough. Generally, the female lead of a time-traveling story always gets entangled with royalty, but if Mu Gongzi is indeed from the royal family, how could he have such a good temperament? It's really admirable! It seems I need to restrain this occupational disease of mine, otherwise, I'll always be suspicious and prone to neurosis.

  Mugongzi handed the teacups to everyone in turn. He only invited Nie Qiuyuan and Luo Dachun, because I was already in the house and it wouldn't be good to drive me away. He didn't invite Han Meilan, which made me very happy.

  I took a sip as elegantly as possible, the tea soup smelled of faint floral scent, and tasted slightly sweet. By the second infusion, the flavor became more intense, with a bright feeling. In short, it's quite good to drink.

  I don't understand tea, I can only tell if it's good or not. Lu Da Chun let out a soft sigh and said: "What a unique flavor! The first steep is like the fragrance of orchids, refreshing and sweet. The second steep is like longan honey, fragrant and richly beautiful. This is really good tea, it seems to have been carefully crafted with skill!"

  Mu Gongzi applauded and praised: "Luo Tangzhu has a good taste. This tea is called 'Unknowing Spring', it's the top grade of rock tea, with extremely limited production, and not many people understand it. Today I met someone who appreciates it, it's the luck of this tea."

  "This 'unknowing spring' name, but where did it come from? I still hope Brother Zi Long will enlighten me." Lu Da Chun said politely. It can be seen that he is really interested.

  "This tea," Mu Gongzi said lightly, taking a sip, as if in thought, "sprouts extremely late. Other teas seize the opportunity before the Qingming rain and have already achieved fame and fortune. But this one, when it sprouts, the good season of Qingming valley rain has already passed, just like it forgot the existence of spring. However, because of this 'awkwardness', it has a more mellow flavor than other teas."

  "This tea is suitable for leisurely sipping slowly and calmly, after ten infusions, the fragrance still lingers." As he spoke, Mu Gongzi didn't stop his hands from brewing tea. His fingers were slender and white, but his joints were thick and strong, a pair of powerful hands that didn't resemble those of a lazy young master.

  Luo Da Chun was moved by this tea

  Infected, sourly said: "No wonder big brother wants to use this rough tea set, just this uncompetitive and foolish intention makes people's hearts break."

  "Is it not a dispute?" Mu Gongzi slightly lowered his eyelids, and his calm and handsome profile was even more similar to Nie Qiuyuan sitting quietly beside him. Whether it's a dispute or not is really unclear, but the patience is full. Its spring may be different from others. No need to cater, don't forget the original heart, do you know what spring is? Spring is in my heart.

  I wasn't a cultured youth to begin with, and listening to them made me increasingly impatient. I just noticed that Mu Gongzi's eyes would occasionally glance over at Nie Qiuyuan, while Nie Qiuyuan sat quietly, not saying a word, with a polite smile on his face as he slowly savored his tea.

  Nie Qiuyuan's long hair fell along the black shirt, following the arc of his shoulders, and his image was deep and powerful due to its quietness and taciturnity. Looking at him like this, I couldn't help but imagine what the taste of the tea in your hand is like in your heart? Is it the same as the taste I've experienced?

  Looking at him makes one feel so common and unrefined.

  The peaceful and pleasant afternoon didn't last long. Before the fourth bubble of spring had arrived, someone suddenly rushed in, not even knocking on the door, but shouting frantically:

  "It's terrible! Someone has been killed!"

  Killed! Someone!

  The author's thoughts

  Yeah, someone said today that I still have 8 slots left, can fill them up! I thought, yeah! Although as a newcomer like me, filling those slots probably doesn't mean much, but I'll still fill them up anyway! But thinking about it, there are too many books I want to fill in, 8 slots aren't enough! So, the author used her small brain capacity to think for a bit and firmly filled in the sisters' Wenwen.

  Ladies and gentlemen, prioritizing lust over friendship is human nature. I'm the same way, so I'm sure you handsome guys can totally understand, hehehehe!