Enter the Room

  Chapter 94

   Perhaps Hong Xi's eyes were too hot, Song Jiyun felt it immediately.

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

  Hong Xi was so shocked that he couldn't even control his expression for a while, showing surprise.

  He sent someone to inquire about Yuan Yunzhong.

  Break down and settle down, relying on the marriage contract with the Song family in the early years to fight the autumn wind, it happened that the Song family's struggle for property was recognized. And because of his good looks, he was quite liked by the Song family.

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

   Or is this why the Song family can recognize him?

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

  Yuan Yunzhong bowed his hands politely towards him with a calm expression, and his demeanor was very generous and free and easy.

  Hong Xi was in a delicate mood.

  With such a close contact, he can feel the nobility of Yuan Yunzhong even more from his bones.

Although the scene in front of him was beyond his expectation, he quickly calmed down and exchanged pleasantries with Song Jiyun: "I originally wanted to visit Miss Song, but I thought Miss Song must be very busy these days, so I am going to wait for you to finish your work." Let’s talk about it a while ago, I didn’t expect Miss Song to come here first, she’s really flourishing.”

  Song Jiyun noticed his little trick, but he didn't take it seriously.

  To be honest, anyone who knows that there is such a person as Yuan Yunzhong will feel a little curious. Anyone who sees Yuan Yunzhong will look at him more.

  She smiled and socialized with Mr. Hong: "Mr. Hong is too polite, I haven't had time to thank you for your timely help!"

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

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

   Along the way, the flowers are in full bloom like a brocade. The flower hall is even surrounded by colored glazed fans painted with flowers of various colors. When you push the fan away, you can see a scene every step of the way. It can be seen that it took a lot of effort to arrange it.

  Song Cuiyun naturally kept praising: "I think the gardens in Suzhou and Hangzhou are nothing more than this."

   "You're too flattering!" Hong Xi humbly smiled, but secretly watched Yuan Yunzhong from the corner of his eyes.

  Yuan Yunzhong didn't seem to be touched by the surrounding scenery, but the servant girl brought the tea. He picked up the teacup, but his eyes fell on the pair of black lacquered and gilded couplets hanging on the floor-to-ceiling pillars.

  Hong Xi laughed and said, "Does Mr. Yuan also like cursive script? This is Zhang Zhifatie copied by my grandfather. Although it is not suitable to put here, my grandfather likes it. We who are juniors have to let it go."

   "It's okay." Yuan Yunzhong said in an ordinary tone, "Sanzhitang is just a couplet written in cursive."

Sanzhitang is the Zangshu Pavilion of Heshan Academy in Suzhou. It was built by Qiu Zhongren, a former scholar of the Hall of Valor, Minister of Rites, and some Suzhou borrowed officials, and donated by Hongru. It is one of the sacred places in the minds of Jiangnan scholars. It is proud of "everyone who talks and laughs is a Confucian, and there is no white man in communication". Not to mention idlers, even ordinary scholars cannot enter.

Hong Xi was surprised, and then thought that Yuan Yunzhong was from Suzhou, so he must have had a better chance to go to Sanzhitang than others, so he was relieved quickly and said with a smile: "My grandfather was lucky enough to go to Sanzhitang once, so that's why Followed Sanzhitang and wrote this couplet."

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

   Master Zhao was one of the officials from Suzhou who donated together with Qiu Zhongshi and donated to Sanzhitang. He is famous for his calligraphy. Although he donated books and contributed the most capital, he was only a fifth-rank Yuanwailang when he became an official. When engraving the stele, he was right behind Mr. Qiu.

  Hong Xi was secretly startled.

  Many people know Sanzhitang, but not many people know the anecdotes of Sanzhitang in such detail.

   Either he is not a direct disciple of Heshan Academy, or he is not a child of a family in Suzhou.

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

  He felt that he had neglected Yuan Yunzhong.

   Song Jiyun, who only knows simplified regular script... looked at the couplet several times.

  The pen is a dragon and a snake.

  She doesn't know a word.

  Hearing what Hong Xi and Yuan Yunzhong said, she couldn't help laughing and said: "If I had known this, I should have given Mr. Hong Zhang Zhi's post—my grandfather once kept a copy of Zhang Zhi's post by Mr. Qiu Zhongren Qiu."

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

  Song Jiyun smiled and said: "My grandfather once studied in Heshan Academy. Master Qiu's post was given to him by a classmate of my grandfather at that time."

   Hong Xi was pleasantly surprised: "I didn't expect our two families to have such a fate. I also studied in Heshan Academy."

   Now it was Song Jiyun's turn to be surprised.

  Suzhou's Heshan Academy is one of the three major academies in the south of the Yangtze River.

  For more than a hundred years, not only have many Juren and Jinshi been selected, but also several great Confucian scholars have been produced.

  Her grandfather used to be proud of having studied in Heshan Academy all his life, and often talked about it.

  Song Jiyun laughed and said, "I'll find it in the warehouse when I go back, and send someone to bring it over."

  Hong Xi waved his hands again and again, and said: "A gentleman doesn't take what others like. How dare you be such a generous gift to Miss Song." He also said with emotion: "It's no wonder that Miss Song's calligraphy and painting are all outstanding. It turns out that the family has a long history."

   Song Cuiyun was puzzled.

  She is not bad at drawing, but her calligraphy is very average.

  Why did Mr. Hong say this?

Hong Xi laughed and said: "A few days ago, my grandfather got a pair of red alum offering plates that were more than a year old. My grandfather was full of praise when he saw it. After inquiring about it, he said that the pattern on the offering plate was drawn by Miss Song herself. We both Surprised."

  Song Jiyun was quite surprised, and said, "Is that the set of goldfish's annual surplus pattern?"

  Nowadays people like to use carp when designing patterns that are more than a year old. Because of her knowledge, she jokingly drew a set of pictures of goldfish and aquatic plants with surplus every year. Her father liked it very much and made a pattern 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 the set of goldfish and aquatic plants with more than every year."

  Song Jiyun just stood on the shoulders of future generations and looked back. He never thought of taking the credit for himself, and said "I don't dare to take it", "It's just that I didn't mean to see it in a lonely book, and I picked up the wisdom of others."

  Hong Xi couldn't stop praising: "Miss Song is too modest. You must not be the only one who has seen that unique copy, and Miss Song may be the only one who thought of designing such a pattern."

  The two of you talked to each other very lively.

  Yuan Yunzhong on the side glanced at Hong Xi, then looked at Song Jiyun, picked up the teacup, smelled Longjing, whose bean aroma was not mellow because it was not cooked enough, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he put down the teacup again.

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

  He said: "To be honest, Ms. Song won't be here today. I also want to visit Ms. Song in a few days."

   Song Jiyun listened carefully.

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

  (end of this chapter)