This kind of gift exchange at diplomatic rituals is more of a symbolic nature, such as the rosewood carving of the Cross of the Passion and the Great Clam Bible story carving, which is the most valuable gift, and on the other hand, it also has the intention of preaching.

The porcelain bottles that Xiao Letian returned were even more legitimate national gifts. Anyway, no one can say anything wrong with the Chinese giving precious porcelain bottles.

The gift from Emperor Tongzhi Zai Chunhuan was a small white jade table screen, which belonged to the study ornaments of a literati. It was very elegant and white jade was rarely used as a gift and could reflect Chinese elements.

But just before the big four was about to take out the table screen, Governor Philip's eyes stared at the purple clay teapot in Ermao's hand.

It is not accurate to say that you have stared at it. It should be said that your nose and eyes have noticed it, because which purple clay teapot is not only simple in style but also exudes a rich fragrance, which is very strange.

"My dear Majesty, I wonder if I can see if this gentleman is in his hand, right? What material is it?"

Anyone can see the greed in Governor Philip's eyes, and Zaichun hesitated and looked at Ermao, "Then you give the purple clay pot to the Governor."

Governor Fili was already fascinated by the purple clay teapot and could not hear any weirdness at all. However, the Dutch Governor who was watching the ceremony next to him was in a state of uproar.

"Why did the Chinese emperor feel fearful of this young man who was obviously a eunuch? It was a tone of discussion, and the young eunuch was a little reluctant? There was a ghost, there was a ghost here."

Ermao really didn't want to, because this pot was treasured by the head of state and was also a handful that Xiao Letian liked very much.

After looking at Xiao Letian tentatively, he found that his godfather's face was very calm. He had no choice but to hand over the pot and said fluently in English, "Please be careful, this is a purple clay pot from the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty."

Purple clay teapots originated in the Ming Dynasty. There are many famous pot makers in history, such as Shi Dabin, Xu Youquan, who were all masters of the Ming Dynasty, and Chen Hongshou, Yang Pengnian, etc. in the Qing Dynasty.

However, the pot in Ermao's hand is very unique. His style is not a specific person's name, but the place name is only four words: "Jinsha Temple Monk". This purple clay teapot can be regarded as the originator of the purple clay teapot. It has a long history and a simple shape and is of great literary value.

It is said that this pot is a gift given to the head of state by Jiangnan God of Wealth Hu Xueyan, which is very memorable.

Although Governor Fili does not play with purple clay teapots, he is also an antique collector. Even if he doesn't know good things, he can still smell the historical vicissitudes of things.

"Ming Dynasty! It's so amazing, why is it so fragrant? What kind of good tea did you make?" Governor Philip asked.

Ermao smiled faintly, "There is no tea, it's just a pot of boiling water."

"Boiled water? Pure boiled water? Impossible, it obviously has a fragrance"

"You don't understand this, this is the secret of the purple clay teapot."

A truly good purple clay pot is a pot. If you don’t have to touch the new pot for two years, you have to slowly play with the pot with your own hands and slowly play with it.

Then you have to use good tea to make the purple clay pot have the charm of tea. Then, it will be brewed for many years. As time goes by, the tea fragrance will soak into the purple clay pot. If the tea leaves are not poured in boiling water, you can force out the tea fragrance for hundreds of years. This is the raising pot.

"This method of raising pots is not the most particular. It is said that this pot has never been replaced since its birth. It has always been brewing top-quality Longjing green tea. There is only one kind of tea fragrance for hundreds of years. It is precisely because there is no odor that the fragrance is pure now."

Governor Philip was stunned when he heard this. Although he played with antiques, he had never heard of such a particular way of playing. The key is that it has been four hundred years since the Chenghua period. How could the Chinese use four hundred years to play something, and never change or interrupt. If it is true, then this perseverance is simply a miracle.

Governor Philip looked at Emperor Tongzhi excitedly, "Oh, your great majesty, please give me this pot as a gift, please give it to me, please satisfy my humble wish, I don't want anything."

Come on, Chu Chun and the others were stunned. The attendant holding the white jade table screen was also stunned, not knowing whether to move forward or backward.

This kind of diplomatic occasion is about face. Zaichun knew that the thing was not his, but now he couldn't stand it anymore. He didn't dare to look at the master and just smiled awkwardly, "It's just a pot, I'll reward you! Ermao retreats."

But Ermao didn't move at all, just quietly staring at the governor and looking at the pot.

Zaichun was a little embarrassed and couldn't bear it. "Ermao retreated, I will reward this pot to the governor."

Ermao was still unmoved, and the British side was stunned. None of them expected that this little eunuch would be so tough. At this moment, Ermao said, "Dear Governor, do you know how expensive this pot is? Maybe there is no one in the collections of the Queen of Buckingham Palace that can surpass him."

This was a bit thorny. Governor Philip's face turned pale at the time. Ermao's subtext was very obvious. This pot was too expensive and only the king could enjoy it. You seem to be ineligible.

The British Governor was a little embarrassed to make an eunuch so sarcastic. He ignored Ermao and just smiled and bowed to Zaichun. "Thank you for your reward, I wish your Majesty a smooth sailing here."

Before he finished speaking, Ermao suddenly interrupted his flattery, "Hehe, this pot is not the best. Do you know where the best purple clay pot in Jinsha Temple monk style is?"

"Where?" Governor Philip asked subconsciously.

"It's in the Old Summer Palace! Only there is such a treasure that can be worthy of it," Ermao said quietly.

The atmosphere immediately became tense as soon as this sentence was expressed. This was just a swearing. It was not open to any pot! Everyone knows that the British and French forces burned the Old Summer Palace. The three words "The Old Summer Palace" were taboos in such diplomatic occasions, which could only make both sides more embarrassed.

The officers who followed the governor subconsciously held the hilt of the sword tightly, and the Chinese officers also subconsciously took a step forward, and the atmosphere froze.

Zai Chun saw that Ermao was so shameless and had a little face that was so slight. "Dog slave! Is there any part you can talk about here? Leave it?"

But Ermao still refused to retreat!

"Give me my pot back." Looking at Governor Philip, Ermao only said this.

But how could Governor Philip be willing to give up such a treasure? How could a greedy robber give up the fat meat in his mouth? He looked at Zai Chun with mocking sarcastic words, "His great Emperor of the Qing Dynasty? I really don't know who said it here. Is this gentleman's status higher than you?"

"Enough!" At this moment, Xiao Letian, who had been watching for a long time, suddenly spoke, "Enough, I think we have been wasting more time. Governor, please prepare to let the escort fleet set off!"

"Ermao retreated" Xiao Letian said, Ermao smiled, nodded, and quietly retreated, returning to his cabin.

Note: Today is the third update, so I will give you more updates in the next few days.
Chapter completed!