Literati Sanctification

Chapter 35 Mind

When Ping Jianyi completed the dispatch and returned to Fuzhong, it was already nightfall. He had just returned to the mansion when he received the news that many officials from the imperial court had sent gifts.

Seeing this, Ping Jianyi immediately shook his head, ordered his servants to prepare a gift in return, and then added today's song Happy Rain on a Spring Night to it, and put it on top.

Although the behavior of those colleagues today really made him feel chilled, but he couldn't just ignore it, because this is an officialdom, and it would be difficult to survive if he was alone.

Ping Jianyi, who has been immersed in the officialdom for so long, naturally knows this well, so he asked his servants to send gifts to these people one by one.

Not long after Ping Jianyi's order, these gifts were delivered to these officials' residences one after another. After hearing the news, these officials breathed a sigh of relief.

Ping Jianyi returned a gift, which means that Ping Jianyi has accepted this friendship, rather than saying that he will sever the relationship in the future.

In the family of the minister of the Ministry of Industry, Hong Yuanhua was the one who breathed a sigh of relief. As the deputy of Shangshu, if Ping Jianyi was dismissed, then he was the most likely person who could climb to this position.

When the emperor reprimanded Ping Jianyi, he didn't make a sound. One was because his official position was Ping Jianyi's deputy, and the other was because he was under the Ministry of Industry. Even their heads were reprimanded. As a subordinate, he is qualified to speak out.

So this is the reason why he didn't speak, but because of this reason, he couldn't open his mouth to intercede, but it doesn't mean that Ping Jianyi would think so. He was afraid that Ping Jianyi would think that he was Hong Kong who wanted to replace him Far away, my heart is naturally uneasy.

Currently working under Ping Jianyi, if he is dissatisfied, it will be difficult for him to be an official. If he makes some small moves, he may not be far away from leaving the court.

But fortunately, right now Ping Jianyi gave a gift in return, thinking about this time, it just passed away, Hong Yuanhua thought in his heart.

"Father, why are you so happy."

Hong Ningmeng, Hong Yuanhua's daughter, looked at her father and asked curiously when she saw that the sadness on his face disappeared immediately after seeing these gifts.

After seeing her father come down to the court today, she saw his face full of sorrow, Hong Ningmeng just thought that something happened in the court, and didn't talk too much. Seeing her father relax, she was full again. The face is joyful, just because seeing these gifts, the heart is naturally extremely curious.

My father, at any rate, is also a minister of the Ministry of Industry, so he wouldn't be so happy to see these gifts.

"It's nothing, but a big thing has been solved today."

Hearing this, Hong Yuanhua took a kindly look at his beloved daughter, then waved his hand and said that he didn't want to know that his daughter knew too much about the twists and turns of some matters in the court.

"Oh."

Hong Ningmeng nodded obediently when she heard the words. She has been sensible and obedient since she was a child, so she never asked her father what he didn't want to tell her.

"This is."

Hong Ningmeng turned her head and moved lightly with lotus steps to go back to the boudoir, but when she saw the white paper above the gift, she felt a little curious.

The literary spirit is soaring, so it means that what is written on it is some poems and articles, not some letters. Seeing this, Hong Ningmeng is a little curious, and officials, in order to avoid suspicion, send some poems and other things, is very common.

But for some common poems, you can buy them casually on the street, and they seem a bit unfashionable, so the poems that can be used as gifts are somewhat unusual.

Thinking of this, she stretched out her slender hand, took the letter lightly with her fingers, and took the letter paper into her hand, and looked at it carefully.

"Happy rain on a spring night?"

Seeing the title of the poem above, Hong Ningmeng's beautiful brows frowned slightly, as if she hadn't read this poem before, her beautiful eyes moved slightly to look at the poem below.

"Good rain knows the season, when spring is here."

Seeing this first line of poetry, Hong Ningmeng's eyes immediately brightened. As a lady, she loves poetry, so she naturally has a good appreciation of poetry. When she saw this line of poetry, she felt it. The mood in it.

A good spring rain always falls when it is most needed, and when everything recovers in spring, the spring rain is needed most, so it falls, Hong Ningmeng looks at the poems in her hands, and seems to be able to feel the spring rain drizzle.

When Hong Ningmeng saw the last line of the poem, her beautiful eyes exuded an astonishing splendor, staring at the poem in front of her infatuatedly.

"Father, who wrote this poem, does father know who it is?"

Hong Ningmeng woke up, looked at the poem in her hand, and then asked her father with a slightly red cheek.

"This poem? Oh, it should have been written by a young man in Heshui City. This poem came out of Zhenguo and directly solved the drought situation in Heshui City. It seems that this poem can indeed solve it, Jiang Drought conditions in other parts of the country."

After Hong Yuanhua looked at the poem in Hong Ningmeng's hand, something sounded, and then he said directly, but if it wasn't for this poem, he might have done the position of Minister of Industry, right?Hong Yuanhua thought in his heart.

However, he was just thinking about it, because if this poem hadn't come out, then he still couldn't solve the dry problem, so seeing the poem now, he felt more joy in his heart.

"juvenile?"

When Hong Ningmeng heard the words, her eyes became even more startled. Finally, she bit her lips lightly and asked her father.

"Does father know the boy's name?"

"Name? Your Majesty didn't mention it." Hearing this, Hong Yuanhua frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, seeing his daughter's disappointed expression, his heart moved immediately, his face There was a flash of a smile that was not a smile.

"Father will help you find out tomorrow."

Hearing this, Hong Ningmeng was stunned for a moment. When she raised her head, she saw her father's smile, as if her mind had been exposed. Then she quickly stomped her jade feet and walked away quickly.

"Master, what do you want to inquire about?"

Wu Shi who happened to walk in from the side also asked curiously after hearing the words.

"Oh, a talented young man appeared in Heshui, and he wrote poems about the country at a young age."

When Hongyuanhua heard the words, he directly opened his mouth to explain.

"Wrote the poems of the country at a young age? How can there be such a talented person?"

Mrs. Wu was also taken aback when she heard the words, and then asked with a surprised face, although she is a woman, she came from a big family anyway, so she has a lot of experience with this talent who can write poems about the country. deep understanding.

But all such talents will be reused by the court, just like the current situation, the court has also sent many literati to solve the dry problem, but the gains are minimal.

This time Heng Xiulin was able to solve it, it was simply filling in his merits. As long as he entered the court, he would be reused. Under normal circumstances, as long as this kind of literati did not commit suicide by themselves, they would basically go all the way. worry free.

Because you never know when you need to use him.

"Our daughter has grown up too, so it's time to find a good match."

All of a sudden, Hongyuanhua said a word without thinking, and Wu Shi was stunned when he heard the words, but suddenly thought of the young man mentioned just now, and Dang even nodded.

"It's time."

If this young man has good character and talent, he will definitely have a good future in the future. Thinking of this, Wu Shi also became curious about this young man. With this talent, he is already worthy of It's his own daughter.

Hong Ningmeng didn't go far away. She with sharp ears heard what her father said, and immediately her crystal clear ears were stained with a blush, her chest started beating uncontrollably, and then she walked away quickly.

(End of this chapter)