Literati Sanctification

Chapter 130 Completion
"Let the father decide."

Hong Ningmeng was listening to Hongyuan Hua praising Heng Xiulin all the time, when she first heard her father praising Heng Xiulin, she immediately felt relieved, knowing that the other party had passed her father's level.

Then, listening to her father praising Heng Xiulin's various achievements made Hong Ningmeng extremely happy. The person she likes is not only extremely talented, but also extremely handsome. At the moment, Hongningmeng feels shy Incomparably, he was imagining what Heng Xiulin looked like.

At the end, when he suddenly heard his father say that he would arrange for him to meet Heng Xiulin, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and he replied in a low voice.

Seeing their daughter being so shy, Hong Yuanhua and his wife also laughed secretly, knowing that their daughter was really moved.

"The master came back so late, and I'm hungry even if I think about it. The kitchen has already prepared meals, so I'll order them to serve them up."

Wu Shi looked at the sky, it was getting dark now, not only she was hungry, but the servants were also hungry at this time, the rules in the mansion are extremely strict, if the master’s family didn’t eat, the servants would be hungry Can't eat.

Wu Shi has always been considerate of his servants, seeing that it was getting dark now, he naturally planned to let everyone have dinner together.

"Hey, madam, wait a minute, let the servants prepare it, get a pot, and prepare the dishes. I ate a fresh dish at Mr. Heng's place today, and you can try it out tonight. After eating the food at Heng Xiulin, I feel that what I ate before is simply not for human food."

Hearing his wife's words, Hong Yuanhua quickly stopped her, and then said to her, he just ate that delicious food at noon, and he was going to eat those things again at night. The bottom material of the food is directly decided to change what I eat at night.

"What are you talking about, what is it that is not for human consumption?"

Hearing what his master said, Wu Shi rolled his eyes at him angrily, and then ordered his servants to get it done. The affairs at home were basically listened to by Hongyuanhua, unless there were some things, otherwise she didn't intervene.

"By the way, Meng'er, this is for you."

Seeing that his wife ordered his servants to make hot pot, Hong Yuanhua felt the fluid in his mouth keep overflowing. After seeing the curious daughter beside him, Hong Yuanhua suddenly thought of something, and quickly took out a roll of white paper , and handed it to his daughter.

"What is this?"

After taking the things from her father, Hong Ningmeng said curiously, spreading out the roll of paper in her hand while talking.

"That's a poem written by Heng Xiulin. I specially asked him to write one for my father."

Hong Yuanhua took a sip of tea, and then said casually, Hong Ningmeng's body trembled when he heard the words, and then his eyes filled with joy, the poems written by Mr. Heng?She has wanted it for a long time, but in the past, she could only buy the poems copied by others. None of the poems written by Heng Xiulin have been handed down, so there is no place to buy them if she wants to.

And I heard that not only in the imperial city, but also in Heshui City, it is hard to find a copy of the poems written by Heng Xiulin, because some of them were used by him to pay homage to his dead wife. When Heng Xiulin's poems were circulated at that time, the poems he wrote himself were fired to the point of being worth a thousand dollars.

Hong Ningmeng endured her excitement, and slowly spread out the scroll in her hand. She didn't know whether the poems written on it were the poems written by Heng Xiulin before, or the poems she just wrote when she came in. Hong Ningmeng guessed in her heart. think.

When the lines of the poem were completely unfolded, Hong Ningmeng was stunned when she saw the first line of poetry written on it, this is not.
"The east wind blows flowers and thousands of trees at night. It blows even more, and the stars are like rain."

Isn't this the seven-inch poem written by no one at the Lantern Festival?How could it be on it, my father said, it was written by Heng Xiulin?Hong Ningmeng suddenly thought of something, quickly lowered her head, and looked down.

When he saw the last sentence, his eyes were full of incomparable brilliance, and he couldn't help but groan.

"I searched for her thousands of times in the crowd, and when I suddenly looked back, that person was in a dimly lit place."

Hong Ningmeng kept chanting this last sentence, and as she kept chanting, she became insane for a while.

"Father, is it really Mr. Heng who wrote this poem?"

Hong Ningmeng's eyes were full of splendor, and she couldn't help but raised her head and asked her father, the last line was really well written, it perfectly echoed the above line, but that's it, Hong Ningmeng was deeply afraid that it wasn't true , so he asked his father.

"Of course it's true. Haven't you read that poem before, why don't you think it's wrong?"

Hong Yuanhua listened to his daughter's words, looked at her with a smile on his face and said, Hong Ningmeng's face showed a look of joy, although he knew that Heng Xiulin's talent was extraordinary, but he didn't expect that the seven-inch Wenqi The poem was actually written by him, and Hong Ningmeng couldn't help the excitement in her heart at that moment, she wanted to take the blank paper back to the boudoir, and keep the poem written by Heng Xiulin himself.

"What are you doing, it's time to eat soon."

Seeing Hong Ningmeng's movements, Hong Yuanhua yelled directly and asked her.

"Father, it's enough for my daughter to have some pastries, so I won't stay here."

At this moment, Hong Ningmeng's mind is all tied up in poetry, how can she stay to eat, so she immediately said, Hong Yuanhua raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard the words, looked at her daughter helplessly, and then said .

"The food tonight is something that Heng Xiulin personally made. Are you sure you don't want to eat it? I guess you only have one meal tonight with that little condiment."

"Ah, Mr. Heng invented it himself?"

Hearing the words, Hong Ningmeng's figure trembled, and she stopped immediately. After hesitating for a while, she made a slender move and called the maid over, and then said to her, "Put this poem in the boudoir, and put it away properly." Well, if it gets wrinkled somewhere, I won't show mercy."

The servant girl nodded repeatedly when she heard it, and after carefully taking the poem, she walked towards the lady's boudoir. When the servant girl crossed the threshold and was about to enter the backyard, a woman who was about to leave the mansion happened to be Seeing the poem in the servant girl's hand, Dang even was surprised, and then walked over.

"Show me what's in your hand."

Hearing this, the servant girl raised her head to look at the woman, and she immediately frowned. This person is her young lady's friend, named Nie Pingxue. Normally, the servant girl would have no reason not to agree to what she said, but Right now, this is what my young lady has personally explained, so it should be preserved carefully.

"I'm just taking a look. If your lady does this again, she probably won't refuse."

Seeing the servant girl hesitated, Nie Pingxue was even more surprised. Originally, she came to visit her friend, but the friend left her behind and left in a hurry. With her friend's attitude before, she naturally wanted to investigate the situation.

"Miss Nie, you have to be careful, you will definitely blame me if you break it."

The servant girl hesitated for a moment, and handed out the poems in her hands. Both of them were good friends, and if she wanted my lady to come here again, she wanted her to take a look, so the maid finally handed out the poems.

But when I handed it over, I still reminded her that my miss had never spoken to her so harshly.

"rest assured."

Nie Pingxue gave the servant girl a funny look, feeling that she was making a big fuss. After receiving the poem, she looked carefully. When she saw the beginning, she frowned. What about the poem, just this poem, so what are you doing solemnly?
When Nie saw the opening verse, she immediately shook her head, and wanted to put it away and return it to the maid, but at this moment, the corner of her eye was caught in the latter verse, she was stunned for a moment, and then carefully look.

After a while, Nie Pingxue looked up in shock. Looking at the maid in front of her, feeling the poem in her hands, Nie Pingxue's face was full of reluctance. No wonder this maid would be so solemn. If it was her, it would be the same.

"You go back and talk to your lady, how about giving me this poem?"

Nie Pingxue blushed and said to the servant girl, she knew in her heart that if she asked, Hong Ningmeng would never agree, but she really didn't want to part with this poem, so she had to try it with this servant girl. .

"Miss has personally instructed you to keep this poem carefully. If it is lost, Miss will definitely be angry. Please ask Miss Nie to give the poem to my servant."

Hearing Nie Pingxue's words, the servant girl froze for a moment, then said in a panic, she knew very well how important this poem was to her little family, if Nie Pingxue just took it away, she would definitely I can't eat and walk around.

"Well, tell your lady, I will come to visit her tomorrow."

When Nie Pingxue heard this, she immediately sighed, and after calling the poems in her hand into the hands of the servant girl, she left with some reluctance. She fell down on the ground as a lady, and she still couldn't make a move to snatch it. But she decided to come over tomorrow and ask Hong Ningmeng, who is the person who wrote this poem, and ask for a copy of this poem at that time.

The servant girl didn't know what was going on in Nie Pingxue's mind, but when the poem was back in her hands, she breathed a sigh of relief, and after confirming that the poem was correct, she responded to Nie Pingxue. , indicating that she knew.

The servant girl felt nervous for a while, but she forgot what Hong Yuanhua said before, that she was going to take Wu Shi and Hong Ningmeng to the Guanyin Temple together.

But at this moment, Hong Ningmeng was looking at the raw vegetables and meat in front of her, and she didn't know how to use her chopsticks in astonishment. At this moment, she didn't know that her life-like poem almost changed hands.

"Master, how should I eat this?"

Looking at the boiling soup in front of her, Wu really didn't know what to do, so she asked Hong Yuanhua who was beside her, seeing that the two of them didn't know what to say, Hong Yuanhua immediately smiled, The lost face at noon was regained a little bit at this time.

Hongyuanhua did not pretend to be mysterious, and directly took out what they had learned at noon and sold it now. The extremely simple method made the two learn it quickly. Afterwards, when they tasted delicious food, the two finally realized that Hongyuanhua The meaning of the words before the distance.

I don't know what kind of person this Heng Xiulin is, how could a talented person research such a thing, Wu Shi and Hong Ningmeng, who were conquered by the hot pot, both had this thought in their minds at this moment.

(End of this chapter)