Enter the Room

Perhaps Hong Xi's gaze was too hot, but Song Jiyun felt it immediately.

She walked over with a smile and introduced Yuan Yunzhong to Hong Xi: "My fiancé, Mr. Yuan."

Hong Xi was so shocked that he couldn't control his expression for a moment and showed surprise.

He sent someone to inquire about Yuan Yunzhong.

After settling down, he relied on his early marriage contract with the Song family to fight against the autumn wind, which coincided with the Song family's dispute over property and was recognized. And because he is good-looking, he is quite popular with everyone in the Song family.

But he didn't expect that Mr. Yuan would have such a good temperament and look so handsome.

Or is this why the Song family can recognize him?

"Master Yuan, I have long admired you!" Hong Xi greeted Yuan Yunzhong with a smile and looked at Yuan Yunzhong calmly.

Yuan Yunzhong looked calm and bowed his hands politely towards him, acting very generous and free.

Hong Xi's mood was a little subtle.

With such close contact, he could feel even more the dignity that radiated from the bones of Yuan Yunzhong.

Although the scene in front of him was beyond his expectation, he quickly calmed down and started chatting with Song Jiyun: "I originally wanted to visit Miss Song, thinking that Miss Song must be very busy these days, so I am going to wait until you are finished. Let’s talk about it now, I didn’t expect Miss Song to come over first, it’s really brilliant.”

Song Jiyun noticed his little move, but didn't take it to heart.

To be honest, anyone who knows that there is a person like Yuan Yunzhong will be a little curious. Anyone who sees Yuan Yunzhong will look at him twice.

She smiled and socialized with Mr. Hong: "Young Master Hong is so polite. I haven't had time to thank you for your help in such a timely manner!"

"That's why Miss Song drew her sword to help first!"

The two complimented each other and went to the flower hall where the Hong family entertained guests.

The road was colorful and the flowers were in full swing. The flower hall is even surrounded by glazed glazed fans painted with various flowers. When you open the glazed fans, you can see one scene at a time, which shows that a lot of effort has been put into the decoration.

Naturally, Song Jiyun kept praising them: "I think the gardens in Suzhou and Hangzhou are just like this."

"You're so complimentary!" Hong Xi smiled modestly, but secretly watched Yuan Yunzhong from the corner of his eye.

Yuan Yunzhong didn't seem to be touched by the scenery around him, but the maid brought tea and refreshments. He picked up the tea cup, but his eyes fell on the black lacquer and gilt couplets hanging on the floor pillars.

Hong Xi smiled and said: "Does Mr. Yuan also like cursive writing? This is Zhang Zhi's calligraphy copied by my grandfather. Although it is not suitable to be placed here, my grandfather likes it, so we juniors have no choice but to let it go."

"It's not bad." Yuan Yunzhong said in an ordinary tone, "Sanzhitang is just a couplet written in cursive."

Sanzhitang is the library of Heshan Academy in Suzhou. It was built by Qiu Zhongren, a former bachelor of the Yingwu Palace and the Minister of Rites, and some Suzhou officials and scholars. The plaque and couplets in front of the library were written by Qiu Zhongren himself. It is one of the holy places in the minds of scholars in the south of the Yangtze River. It is always proud of the fact that "all the scholars talk and laugh, and there are no white people coming and going". Not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary scholars cannot enter.

Hong Xi was surprised, and then thought that Yuan Yunzhong was from Suzhou, so he must have more opportunities to go to Sanzhitang than others, so he quickly felt relieved and said with a smile: "My grandfather was lucky enough to go to Sanzhitang once. I imitated Sanzhitang and wrote this couplet."

Yuan Yunzhong nodded and said nonchalantly: "Master Qiu's writing is first-rate, but his writing is not as good as Master Zhao's."

Mr. Zhao was one of the Suzhou officials who donated money to Sanzhitang together with Qiu Zhongshi. He was famous for his calligraphy. Although he donated books and contributed the most money, he was only a member of the fifth rank when he became an official. When the monument was carved, he was ranked behind Mr. Qiu.

Hong Xi was secretly shocked.

There are many people who know about Samchido, but not many people know the anecdotes about Samchido in such detail.

Either he was a direct disciple of Heshan Academy or a descendant of a noble family in Suzhou.

Is Yuan Yunzhong... really just a down-and-out kid who came to the Song family to fight in the autumn wind?

He felt that he had neglected Yuan Yunzhong.

And Song Jiyun, who only knew simplified regular script... glanced at the couplet several times.

The pen moves the dragon and the snake.

She didn't know a word of it.

Hearing what Hong Xi and Yuan Yunzhong said, she couldn't help but smile: "If I had known this, I should have given Mr. Hong Zhang Zhi's Dharma calligraphy - my grandfather once collected a copy of Zhang Zhi's Dharma calligraphy by Master Qiu Zhongrenqiu."

Not only Hong Xi, but also Yuan Yunzhong was quite surprised.

Song Jiyun said with a smile: "My grandfather once studied at Heshan Academy. Master Qiu's dharma post was given to him by one of my grandfather's classmates at that time."

Hong Xi said in surprise: "I didn't expect our two families to have such a fate. I also studied at Heshan Academy."

This time it was Song Jiyun's turn to be surprised.

Heshan Academy in Suzhou is one of the three major academies in Jiangnan.

Over the past hundred years, it has not only produced many successful candidates and Jinshi, but also produced several great Confucian scholars.

Her maternal grandfather had been proud of having studied at Heshan Academy throughout his life and often mentioned it.

Song Jiyun smiled and said: "When I go back, I will find it in the warehouse and send someone to deliver it."

Hong Xi waved his hands repeatedly and said: "A gentleman does not take what others like. How dare you treat Miss Song as such a generous gift." He also said with emotion: "No wonder Miss Song's calligraphy and painting are excellent, it turns out that her family studies origin."

Song Jiuyun was puzzled.

Her painting is okay, but her calligraphy is average.

Why did Mr. Hong say this?

Hong Xi smiled and said: "A few days ago, my grandfather got a pair of red vitriol offering plates that have a surplus every year. My grandfather was full of praise when he saw it. Later, when I asked about it, he said that the patterns on the offering plates were drawn by Miss Song herself. We all Big surprise.”

Song Jiyun was quite surprised and said: "Is it the pattern of the goldfish that will always be abundant?"

Nowadays, people like to use carp when designing patterns that will bring them plenty every year. Because she had a lot of experience, she jokingly drew a set of pictures of goldfish and water plants that would be abundant every year. Her father liked it very much and made patterns out of it. It has become one of the best-selling patterns of Song porcelain.

Hong Xi nodded with a smile and said, "It's exactly the pattern of goldfish and water plants that will be abundant every year."

Song Jiyun just stood on the shoulders of future generations and looked back. He never thought of taking the credit for himself. He said, "I don't dare to take it."

However, Hong Xi couldn't help praising: "Miss Song is so humble. I believe you are not the only one who has seen that unique copy. Maybe you are the only one who thought of designing such a pattern."

The two of them were talking to each other in a lively manner.

Yuan Yunzhong glanced at Hong Xi and then at Song Jiuyun. He picked up the tea cup and smelled Longjing, which had not been cooked hot enough and the bean aroma was not mellow enough. A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes and he put down the tea cup again.

And Hong Xi's words have come to an end.

He said: "To be honest, Miss Song is not coming today. I also want to visit Miss Song in a few days."

Song Jiyun listened carefully.

Hong Xi said: "Isn't my brother going to get his crown soon? My grandfather wants to bake a batch of custom-made porcelain as a gift for my brother to get his crown."