Seeing the Emperor's gloomy expression, Zhang Xiaofan remembered how he'd once been troubled by the same thing. "You could pair it with Clear Tea. Its fragrance blends with the scent of Nineteen Immortals' flowers to create a fresh, crisp aroma. It's perfect for men!"
When Zhang Xiaofan had made Nineteen Immortals, he'd asked Luo Yunji about this very problem. The Little Fatty had told him about Clear Tea's effects.
"That sounds wonderful! Where can I get this Clear Tea you mentioned, Little Immortal Master?" The Emperor was delighted.
"I'll make some when I get back. Once it's ready, I'll give it to the Prince to present to you!"
"Then I'll look forward to your good news, Little Immortal Master!" The Emperor smiled happily.
With Li Xu and the young woman under arrest, the Emperor, who had been worried sick, could finally breathe a sigh of relief. His spirits were high!
"Drinking Clear Tea by itself will refresh your mind and help you stay alert," Zhang Xiaofan reminded him.
"Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Little Immortal Master!" The Emperor was pleased by Zhang Xiaofan's reminder.
Drinking tea to refresh the mind was much better than taking medicine or burning incense. Leaving aside the saying that every medicine carried some poison, even incense could make one's eyes ache and mouth dry if one breathed in too much of it. Surely that couldn't be good for the body.
Some tribute teas did have a refreshing effect, but the Emperor was still eager to try this Clear Tea! Surely anything the Little Immortal Master offered would be good.
The Prince said his farewells to the Emperor, then left the Imperial Palace with He Dazhi and the others. As he turned to go, he saw his son still agonizing over the pastries on the ground.