Literati Sanctification

Chapter 51
A few days later, in the imperial study room of the palace, the emperor was reviewing the memorial. A guard hurried to the imperial study room with a superstitious letter. Seeing this, the eunuch at the side hurried forward to take it, and then handed it to the emperor.

The emperor glanced at the man, and then opened the envelope.

After reading the whole letter, the emperor's face suddenly became pleasantly surprised, "Heng Xiulin, does this name seem familiar?"

The emperor looked at the letter in his hand, and then read the manuscript of the poem carefully, then suddenly said.

"The Hengxiu forest that the emperor is talking about is the Hengxiu forest who wrote the poem of township and solved the problem of Jiang country's drying up?"

Hearing this, the old eunuch on the side quickly stepped forward, and then asked in a puzzled tone.

"That's right, it's him. Your memory is getting better and better, but my memory is not as good as before." Hearing the reminder, the emperor nodded quickly, and then sighed and said .

"The emperor is very healthy, but he has to deal with a lot of things, so it is inevitable that he can't remember clearly."

Hearing the words, the eunuch immediately bowed his head and said, his tone was extremely respectful.

"You don't need to comfort me, I know my own body," the emperor waved his hands and said with a sigh of relief, while speaking, his eyes shone with joy as he looked at the letter paper in his hand.

"You said, there is really a talented person at the age of a weak crown who can write a poem of township, and can write poems that are better than Qimingwen, so as to increase the chances of opening Wengong. A brilliant talent?"

The emperor suddenly opened his mouth to the eunuch beside him and asked, just at the age of a weak crown, he has such a talent, such a young man is simply amazing.

"Returning to the emperor, if there is such a talented person, and he is also a talented person from our country Jiang, isn't this a blessing for our country Jiang?"

When the eunuch heard the words, he didn't answer, but said yes to the emperor.

"That's right, if a young man like this really has such a talent, it will be a blessing for my Jiang country. If the order is passed on, the matter of rewards will be suppressed first, and then I will send people to Heshui City to tell that Hengxiu Lin will enter the city. I think You have to meet such a young man in person, and then personally reward him, by the way, let’s not publicize this matter first.”

After a little thought in the emperor's mind, he quickly made a decision, and then directly directed to the eunuch beside him, and said.

The eunuch nodded immediately when he heard the words, and then ordered the matter to continue. He needs to stay by the emperor's side. If it wasn't for some important events, he would not leave easily.

Seeing that the matter was properly arranged, the emperor nodded his head, then bowed his head and began to review the memorial. Before talking about it, he just thought that Heng Xiulin was lucky enough to write a poem of township.

But now, he doesn't think so. How can one person write two legendary poems in a row, and they are all of great help to Jiang Guo, so no matter what, he wants to meet Heng Xiulin. If this The young man really has amazing talent, so let him stay in the palace and serve Jiang Guo.

And even if the talent is not as profound as he thought, it should be rewarded heavily. Anyway, this young man has made a lot of contributions to Jiang Guo.

Heng Xiulin, who was far away in Heshui City, didn't know that Jiang Guo's emperor had already set his sights on him and was about to let him enter the palace, but Heng Xiulin right now was suffering.

A period of time has passed since the opening of the Wen Palace, and the people who successfully opened the Wen Palace have also accepted the canonization and become literati.

And after that, Heng Xiulin's house was about to be broken down. Countless matchmakers flocked to Heng Xiulin's house, wanting to marry him.

During these days, Yuan's was so happy that he was crazy. Seeing his son so upbeat, he successfully opened the Palace of Literature, and let so many women fall in love with him. This made Heng Xiulin's mother very happy. He breathed a sigh of relief, and felt elated.

And the constant stream of Heng's family at the door has done a good deed. At least so many matchmakers have talked about marriage for Heng Xiulin, and then introduced which Gu Niang is good. Yuanshi didn't know how to choose for a while.

I wanted to choose that one, but I heard that it was good, and then I kept repeating myself, not knowing which one to choose.

Seeing this, Heng Xiulin was naturally relieved, at least it didn't have to be so fast, he was urged to say goodbye, and then get married. To be honest, Heng Xiulin is still somewhat resistant to this right now.

Heng Xiulin, who didn't want to be nagged by his mother and let him make a choice, also left Heshui City early in the morning. He originally wanted to take Yang Yunxiao with him as a cover for himself, but Yang Yunxiao It seems that he himself is in danger, and it is much more serious than Heng Xiulin, so Heng Xiulin directly gave up this idea.

Heng Xiulin took Xiaoyu all the way to the edge of the East Lake. Looking at the scenery of green mountains and green waters, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

"My lord, what are we doing here? If you don't go back soon, the old lady will reprimand you again."

Xiaoyu followed Heng Xiulin, feeling a little puzzled by Heng Xiulin's actions, so she simply brought out the old lady and used this to frighten Heng Xiulin.

When Heng Xiulin heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes. This heartless girl is usually followed by himself and takes good care of her. Why is she acting like a spy right now.

"Your son, I am here to cultivate my sentiments, where are you thinking!"

Heng Xiulin tapped Xiaoyu's forehead directly, and said something harshly to her, Xiaoyu whimpered in pain, then covered his forehead, and looked at Heng Xiulin pitifully.

"Then what about that, is it also used to cultivate sentiment?"

Heng Xiulin looked along Xiaoyu's finger, and when he saw that long fishing rod, his face flushed slightly.

"Fishing is actually a way of cultivating sentiment. When fishing, you need to be calm, otherwise you won't be able to catch fish."

Heng Xiulin waved his hand, and then said to Xiaoyu confidently, otherwise he said this is not wrong, and he is not afraid that Xiaoyu will expose it, although the essence is that he is just idle and bored, so he ran out to fish.

Xiaoyu curled her lips when she heard the words, but she has never seen a talented person who would do such a thing as fishing. Isn't that a disgrace to the gentlemen? After staying with his son for a long time, sometimes the son will often If she did something, she would be a little dumbfounded.

However, after a long time of experience, she gradually became somewhat immune.

Seeing that Xiaoyu didn't speak, Heng Xiulin immediately smiled. Although Xiaoyu mentioned Yuan's name from time to time, in fact, she never talked to Yuan about what Heng Xiulin did.

Knowing that Xiaoyu has always been duplicity, Heng Xiulin naturally justified it casually. After hooking the bait, Heng Xiulin threw the fishhook directly into the lake, and the fluctuations immediately swayed slightly. It is to submerge the trace of bait.

After a while, the bait suddenly shook, and then he felt the fishing rod sink slightly. Seeing this, Heng Xiulin quickly swung the fishing rod. After wrestling with the fish for a while, he directly pulled the fish to the shore.

"Wow, caught a fish!"

Seeing this, Xiaoyu also let out a cry of joy, she had never seen fishing before, and seeing her young master catch the fish, she was very pleasantly surprised.

Heng Xiulin looked at the big fish he had caught, and frowned slightly. What he caught was a grass carp, which can be said to be extremely huge. Seeing the good harvest, Heng Xiulin was also very happy, and put the fish in the small After Yu brought it into the bucket, he threw the pole and started fishing again.

While Heng Xiulin was leisurely fishing by the lake, a carriage hurried past on the side road, heading towards Heshui City, Heng Xiulin didn't care, he was still fishing for himself.

(End of this chapter)