Literati Sanctification

Chapter 224

"Patriarch, Mr. Heng has already arrived outside the door, and now he has entered the mansion."

The domestic servant hurried to Hongyuanhua in the hall, and said something directly to Hongyuanhua. Hearing the words, Hongyuanhua was shocked immediately, and put down the teacup in his hand, followed by He patted his clothes, then spoke.

"Understood, you go down!"

Hearing Hengxiu Lin's arrival, Hongyuanhua was also extremely happy. He smiled immediately, and then said to Wu Shi who was on the side, "This Hengxiu Lin is still not delayed. If it's after noon , the time is a bit bad."

Wu took a look at Hongyuanhua, saw that he was not speaking in a domineering tone, but immediately relaxed his brows slightly, and was quite satisfied in his heart, knowing that his husband knew his problem, so he also cooperated Open your mouth and say.

"Being the number one talented person after all, there is still some sense of propriety."

In fact, they misunderstood this point. Heng Xiulin didn't have any sense of propriety. He just thought that it would be better to do this kind of thing in the morning, and it would be wrong to come in the afternoon.

And if Heng Xiulin doesn't come at this time, Xiaoyu will remind him at that time. After all, Heng Xiulin doesn't understand these things, but it doesn't mean she doesn't understand either. She didn't say it before, but she saw that Heng Xiulin was already planning to do so. Now, so naturally there will be no more chaos.

After a while, Heng Xiulin came directly to the hall under the leadership of the servant. Seeing Hongyuanhua and the Wu family in the hall, Heng Xiulin ordered several people to put down the betrothal gift, and then It was Wei Wei who made a bow, and said respectfully.

"Heng Xiulin has seen two uncles and aunts."

"Oh, you're welcome, since you're here, sit down first!"

Wu was very happy to see Heng Xiulin. She had met him once before, and seeing him again now, she felt more satisfied with Heng Xiulin, but she didn't say anything.

Right now, as long as Hongyuanhua doesn't say anything wrong, everything is at Hongyuanhua's discretion. After all, she is just a woman, so it's better for Hongyuanhua to decide what's going on outside.

And the sentence just now was naturally said by Hong Yuanhua, and now his face is full of smiles.

Hearing this, Heng Xiulin cupped his hands directly, and then said to the two with a smile on his face, "Don't rush to sit down, Xiaosheng came here this time only because he has a great love for Miss Hong Ningmeng, so Right now, I came here specially to propose marriage, and I hope my uncle and aunt will agree."

Hearing the words, the two looked at each other, and they both smiled slightly, then nodded and said, "So, Mr. Heng is considered a good-looking talent, and there is no reason for the two of us not to agree, but this matter, or You need to ask the little girl."

Hong Yuanhua stroked his beard, and said to Heng Xiulin, although he knew in his heart that his daughter would definitely agree in every possible way, and there was absolutely no reason to refuse, but right now he still needs to follow the rules, such things cannot be discarded , said right now.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Heng, the old man will send someone to inquire."

After Hong Yuanhua finished speaking, he called a maid directly, and then asked him to pass the words to the young lady's ears and ask her what she thought.

Seeing this, Heng Xiulin quickly stopped the maid, then took out something from his bosom, handed it to the maid, and said softly.

"Please give this to your lady, and say it was Mr. Heng Xiulin, and wrote it to her."

The guard heard the words and took the blank paper directly. The maid was illiterate, but it didn't prevent her from seeing the rising literary spirit on it. It seemed to be something like poetry, so she nodded immediately, and then hurriedly moved towards Hong Ningmeng went to her boudoir.

Hongyuanhua and Wu Shi looked at each other, and they both saw a look of horror in each other's eyes. The one just now is definitely not wrong with the poem, and it looks like the quality of the poem is definitely not bad. to go.

It's just that the poem was given to his daughter after all, so although he was a little itchy and wanted to see what the poem was about, he still didn't open his mouth in the end.

After the maid left, Heng Xiulin responded to the words of the two, and sat on a chair beside them, chatting and laughing with the two.

As for Hong Ningmeng's residence in the backyard, Hong Ningmeng was sitting there quite anxiously, getting up from time to time and looking into the distance, seeming a little restless.

"Miss, don't be like this. I'm a little dizzy. Mr. Heng will definitely come. He already said that he will come to propose marriage today. Don't worry, miss."

The maid at the side looked at her lady so anxiously, looked at her amusedly at the moment, and then said.

When Hong Ningmeng heard this, her pretty face blushed slightly, and then she glared at the maid, and then said, "Who, who is worried, talking nonsense like this, I will tear your mouth!"

Hong Ningmeng, who was a bit thin-skinned after being poked at the center, immediately looked at her maid with a ruthless face in order to hide her guilty conscience.

The maid saw this, but there was no fear on her face. After following her lady for so long, how could she not know that her lady was very duplicity and also extremely kind, so how could she do such a thing.

At the moment, she just chuckled and didn't take the threat of her lady into her heart at all. Hong Ning felt ashamed when she dreamed of this, and was about to say something when a maid outside ran away in a hurry Come in, and then speak to Hong Ningmeng.

"Miss, young lady, Mr. Heng has come to propose marriage. The master asked me to come over and ask you what you think, whether you agree to Mr. Heng's marriage proposal."

"Aren't you talking nonsense! Miss waited for so long, didn't she just wait for Mr. Heng to come, of course I agreed to this matter!"

Hong Ningmeng hadn't spoken yet, but at this moment, the personal maid beside her spoke directly. After hearing what her maid said, Hong Ningmeng showed a shyness on her face, and then stretched out her slender hand. The maid scratched her face and said.

"Okay, you dead girl, you have already learned to answer for me, are you going to rebel next?"

The maid was pinched on her cheek, and immediately frowned in pain, and then hurriedly begged for mercy, "Miss, miss, I know I was wrong. I am not afraid that the lady will not say yes, so I help the lady to answer!"

Listening to her maid's words, Hong Ningmeng's face became even more rosy. How should she answer these words, say no?Isn't that against your will?This is what she was waiting for, but she promised?The daughter's family is thin-skinned, how can I say this.

Hong Ningmeng, who was blocked by these words, directly stretched out a hand, pinched both cheeks, and then spoke.

"Let you talk more, let you talk more!"

Hong Ningmeng pinched the maid's face until she repeatedly begged for mercy, then let go, leaving the maid with extremely rosy cheeks before giving up.

Hong Ningmeng turned around, looked at the maid in front of her, blushed slightly, and was about to agree to this matter, but the maid handed over a blank sheet of paper, and then spoke.

"Miss, this is what Mr. Heng told me just now, and asked me to hand it over to you."

"If you have this thing, why didn't you give it to me earlier?"

Hearing this, Hong Ningmeng was overjoyed, quickly snatched the white paper, glanced at the maid angrily and said, the maid bowed her head a little aggrieved upon hearing this, but she didn't argue.

Seeing Hong Ningmeng talking to her personal maid just now, she naturally couldn't find a chance, that is, now, she finally waited, so she just spoke directly.

At this time, Hong Ningmeng put her mind and heart into the poem in front of her, and she didn't have time to worry about the maid. Just looking at the poem, her eyes burst into bursts of splendor, and she couldn't help muttering I muttered to myself.

"The stars last night, the wind last night, the west side of the painting building and the east side of Guitang."

"The body has no colorful phoenix and two flying wings, but the heart has a tacit understanding."

After reading this poem, Hong Ningmeng's eyes were completely full of sparks, and her face was full of beauty. At this moment, she gently closed her eyes, as if she could see that Heng Xiulin was gently looking at him at this moment. Watching her reciting the poem.

Thinking of that scene, the tenderness in her eyes couldn't be concealed, it just overflowed.

This poem is actually very easy to understand. You don't need any knowledgeable people at all to understand the meaning of this poem. The meaning of this poem is clearly saying that Heng Xiulin's intentions are different from hers. Is it exactly the same?

But right now, Heng Xiulin wrote this poem to express his heart, and even came directly to the door to propose marriage, that has already made his heart vividly.

"Miss, miss?"

Seeing her young lady, the maid didn't reply for a long time, she just looked at the poetry in front of her tenderly, stretched out her slender hand, waved it in front of her young lady, and then shouted.

Hong Ningmeng came back to her senses, looked at the maid, and then at the poems in her hands, wishing she could run to the front hall now, spend some time with Heng Xiulin, and then tell about the lovesickness in her heart.

"You go back and report to my parents, just say that it's good to let my parents decide the matters of marriage."

Although she is very willing in her heart, but as a daughter's family, there are some things that cannot be said in this way. They can only be said in a tactful way. Anyway, her parents also know her mind, so they also Don't be too explicit.

The maid nodded immediately when she heard the words, and then went out to report to the Patriarch. After Hong Ningmeng finished speaking, she didn't care about the maid, she just lowered her head and looked at the poem, Can't transfer.

"Miss, this poem seems to be written very well, and it has a six-inch literary spirit."

Hong Ningmeng's personal maid looked at the poem and said directly that she was just a maid and didn't have much appreciation for poems, but at least she would be able to look at the style of the poems.

Looking at the literary spirit floating six inches at the moment, he said in shock.

When Hong Ningmeng heard the words, she gave her a blank look, but said nothing.

This poem was written by Heng Xiulin himself. Not to mention the six-inch literary style, not even a single inch literary style. In her eyes, other poems, even the seven-inch literary style poems, cannot compare with this one. first.

So right now, listening to my maid say, this poem has a high style, so it's good, naturally I don't want to talk, this poem is good, but the ability of this poem has nothing to do with the style!

(End of this chapter)