Enter the Room

  Chapter 96

  Hong Xi didn't understand Song Jiyun's meaning for a while, but he still said: "For my younger brother's crowning ceremony, apart from inviting a few friends of my grandfather, the two distant relatives in the family are his classmates and teachers in Heshan Academy."

   Song Jiyun was taken aback.

  She did not expect that the Hong family could invite people from Heshan Academy to watch the ceremony.

   You know, Heshan Academy is in Suzhou!

   It is more than five hundred miles from Suzhou to Liang County, and it takes half a month to walk. After getting off the boat, we have to change mule carts. It's not ordinary hard work.

  On the contrary, the news that the second young master of the Hong family was also studying at Heshan Academy was passed by Song Jiyun in a flash.

  She couldn't help asking: "Are you coming from Suzhou?"

Hong Xi nodded and smiled subtly: "My younger brother is quite talented in reading, and he was accepted as a closed disciple by the Head of Heshan Academy. The ceremony should have been held for my younger brother in Suzhou, but the foundation of our family is in Liang The county has a small population, and after discussing with the head of the mountain, my grandfather finally decided to hold the coronation ceremony in his hometown."

  Song Jiyun immediately understood.

  Grandpa Hong wanted to make a name for himself in his hometown. He wanted to frighten villains so that people wouldn't covet the Hong family's property.

   "That is to order a batch of porcelain as a gift specially for the second son's crown ceremony." Song Jiyun understood, "Then when the crown ceremony is held, more scholars will come, right?"

  Hong Xidao: "There are probably less than two tables of relatives and friends at home."

  Song Jiyun mused: "If there are more scholars coming, then draw a clump at a slant. If there are more blank spaces, it will look grand and elegant. If there are more acquaintances from aristocratic families, then fill the vase with colorful flowers and make it more lively."

  When Hong Xi heard this, he gave Yuan Yunzhong a meaningful look.

  Yuan Yunzhong leaned leisurely by the window, his expression was very happy, and there seemed to be a slight smile in his eyes.

  Hong Xi smiled, twirled the Hetian jade ring on his ring finger, sat on the grand master's chair behind the desk, and said pointedly: "I didn't expect Mr. Yuan to know how to make porcelain!"

   Song Jiyun sighed in his heart.

  Yuan Yunzhong's words left a mark on Hong Xi's heart after all.

  She smiled and said: "The Song family can re-burn the sacrificial white porcelain, and it is thanks to Mr. Yuan."

  She didn't want Yuan Yunzhong to be underestimated by Hong Xi, not to mention Yuan Yunzhong's painting skills are very high, and people with high painting skills usually have good appreciation. Yuan Yunzhong's proposal to paint a bunch of cornel may not be unreasonable.

   "However, Mr. Yuan is better at painting, especially fine brushwork." Song Jiyun continued, "I am ashamed of myself. If I have the opportunity, I can communicate with Mr. Hong."

"Really?" Hong Xi's eyes were a bit stern, and he obviously didn't believe it. He turned his head and looked at Yuan Yunzhong, "I don't know who Mr. Yuan's painting teacher is? I grew up in Suzhou since I was a child, maybe I know him." people!"

  Yuan Yunzhong, who was originally looking at Song Jiyun, looked at Hong Xi.

   There seemed to be a flash of light in his innocent eyes.

  Hong Xi was taken aback, his eyes widened involuntarily, staring at Yuan Yunzhong.

  But Yuan Yunzhong was already lazily leaning in front of the window, his brows were as clear as a curling moon.

  The splendor in his eyes was as if he had lost his sight.

  Hong Xi paused.

  Yuan Yunzhong no longer took it seriously and said: "I can't talk about being good at it. It's just that when I was young, I was forced to learn by the elders in my family for a few years. Mr. Hong probably doesn't know him."

  Can painting be learned after a few years of forced study?

  Is he saying he has talent?

  Hong Xi laughed, and the Hetian jade ring on his ring finger turned faster: "What do you call the elders in the family?"

  Yuan Yunzhong raised his eyebrows and said, "The elder in my family is surnamed 'Lian'."

  Hong Xi was taken aback.

   The surname "Lian" is very rare.

  In his impression, Suzhou Prefecture has no aristocratic family surnamed Lian, let alone famous Confucian scholars.

  But Yuan Yunzhong was too calm, he was not like a person from an ordinary family at all, so he couldn't help thinking carefully and carefully.

   Still no one with the surname "Lian".

"It's because I'm ignorant!" Hong Xi smiled, and left the Hetian jade ring on his left ring finger with his right hand. "The inspectors of Heshan Academy think that if you want to improve your career, you must be physically strong. During the years when I was studying in Heshan Academy, I always Being urged to learn archery, even if there are famous masters in rites, music, calligraphy and painting, they only learned superficially. To be honest, the masters of calligraphy and painting in Suzhou don’t know much.”

   Song Jiyun frowned.

   Those who can teach in Heshan Academy are not ordinary people, and some are even officials who have become officials.

  Hong Xi compared the elders of Yuan Yunzhong with the professors of Heshan Academy, and even the masters of calligraphy and painting in Suzhou...

   She was a little upset.

   Coughed lightly and was ready to speak.

  Who knew that Yuan Yunzhong nodded solemnly and said: "It seems that you are not familiar with it. That elder once taught calligraphy and painting in your Heshan Academy, and also taught "Book of Songs" for a few days."

   Hong Xi was stunned.

   Great Confucianists, while being able to speak "Four Books" and "Five Classics", they are also proficient in the Six Arts.

   But he can be sure that Heshan Academy does not have a professor surnamed "Lian".

   Could it be that Yuan Yunzhong is lying in front of Song Jiyun?

The thought flashed by, and he heard Yuan Yunzhong sneered, and said: "Your Heshan Academy wants you to keep fit, not because in the first year of Tianshun, when your students from Heshan Academy participated in Qiu Wei, there were more than forty people there. , more than a dozen fainted in the examination room, and that year, Heshan Academy, not to mention the other two major academies in Jiangnan, even the second-rate academies in Suzhou failed to pass the exam, did they get the lowest grades?"

  The corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes were bright, as if he thought of something funny, and there was a bit of joy in his lightness.

   But in Hong Xi's eyes, no matter how you look at it, you feel a bit gloating.

  He was full of doubts in his heart, not only did not show it on the face, but also complained with a smile: "It's hard for those of us who entered the academy later. Six Arts has changed from an elective subject to a compulsory subject."

  He seemed to be joking, but his heart kept turning.

  Heshan Academy did reshoot for this reason.

   But the academy is ashamed of this matter, except for its own students who are taught face-to-face by the professors, they are unwilling to mention it to the outside world.

  How did Yuan Yunzhong know?

  Before, Yuan Yunzhong talked about the anecdote of Qiu Zhongren...

  He looked at Yuan Yunzhong more cautiously.

  Yuan Yunzhong waved his hand casually as if he didn't feel Hong Xi's change, and said to Song Jiyun, "Then draw two shapes on the biscuit-burned Fulu gourd bottle and let Mr. Hong choose one."

this is a good idea!

  Song Jiyun immediately said to Hong Xi: "How does Mr. Hong feel?"

  Hong Xi felt awe-inspiring.

   With just a few words, Yuan Yunzhong had the right to speak.

  He couldn't help feeling fighting, ready to refute a few words, but the words came to his lips, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Song Jiyun's smiling face as bright as a spring peach.

  He couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart, and he couldn't say those words anymore.

  But Song Jiyun looked at him with star-like eyes, with indescribable sincerity.

  Hong Xi smiled wryly in the dark and sighed: "I'm going to trouble Ms. Song a lot with this matter. It's not easy to understand on paper. It would be the best if you can burn a few samples and see for yourself."

  (end of this chapter)