After talking about business, Liang Wensheng invited He Zhiyuan and Wang Zhixue to the canteen for dinner. Liang Yuesong didn't go to the canteen to eat on the grounds that he stayed up late last night to study and was unwell, in fact, he was afraid that He Zhiyuan would see his flaws, and Liang Wensheng thought that he thought that the food in the canteen was not good, so he let him go.

The topic of the banquet was much more relaxed, and the topics that the literati talked about the most together were the wind and snow, the snow and the moon, and poetry and songs. He Zhiyuan's previous life was a high-achieving student who graduated from a famous Chinese university majoring in science, and he was not interested in the sour words of literati, and Wang Zhixue was even more wastewood. So the so-called chat is actually Liang Wensheng talking alone, and the two of them echo and listen at the same time.

Talking about the rise, Liang Wensheng remembered the poem Yongmei that his son gave him, but at this time, he didn't want the world to know that his son was so talented. Because he knew his son's character, he was afraid that he would be praised and get carried away, after all, Tang Yin's example was right in front of him.

So Liang Wensheng didn't mention that it was a poem made by his son, but just said that he occasionally got a quatrain yesterday and invited them to enjoy it. So he ordered someone to go to the study and get the manuscript of the poem he had written.

Opening the manuscript of the poem, He Zhiyuan read it in his mouth: "One or two lines of plum blossoms are planted in the small courtyard, and the paintings are empty and sparse and full of clothes." The ice blooms and the snow moon adds white, and the east wind is fragrant every day. ”

"Good poetry, good poetry! Lord Liang is a good writer. Everyone in the world says that the text must be Qin and Han, and the poetry must be prosperous in the Tang Dynasty, and my dynasty is popular with novels, and this quatrain of adults is comparable to Li Du of the Tang Dynasty. He Zhiyuan touted indiscriminately. Although he is not good at poetry, he still has a level of appreciation. To be honest, although this poem is not as good as Li Du, it is also a lot beyond the level of today's readers.

He Zhiyuan didn't read many poems in his previous life, and of course he didn't know that this was the poem of the Eight Monsters of Yangzhou in the Qing Dynasty.

Liang Wensheng heard He Zhiyuan's praise, and his face was a little embarrassed, but this embarrassment disappeared immediately, and he smiled happily, as if he was the author of the poem. But what is false is false, and after a long time, the world will naturally know the truth. So he didn't make it clear that he made it, but just said vaguely: "This is an accident obtained by this official, how can this poem be compared with Li Du, He Gongzi praised it falsely." ”

"Lord Liang is too modest, since Lord Liang took office, punish profiteers, provide relief to the victims, solve the food shortage, eliminate the cowards, so that the people in our state live and work in peace and contentment, the market is orderly, the society is safe and stable, and our state is thriving and thriving under the governance of adults. Isn't the 'ice bloom turning snow and moon white, one day east wind and one day fragrant' in this poem exactly the best portrayal of our state now? At the same time, Lord Liang has a great reputation and fame, and his career will be smooth in the future, and it is inevitable to go further. Isn't this exactly 'one day east wind and one day incense'? ”

After Liang Wensheng heard this, he was even more useful. He Zhiyuan's interpretation was deeper than his understanding, and he was more and more impressed with He Zhiyuan. Then he said to He Zhiyuan: "Since this official took office, I have been fortunate to get acquainted with virtuous people like He Gongzi, and I have been helped by good businessmen and sages like Boss Zhou and He Liangchang, so I have this political achievement. I also ask the son to continue to assist the official, and the official will repay the son and open the door to convenience. ”

Then Sheng Wensheng changed the topic and said: "It's a pity that the official is not good at Danqing, if someone who is good at Danqing makes a plum blossom painting for me, and it will be perfect with this poem." ”

"If you want to say that today's Danqing masters, the most prestigious is the four talents of Wuzhong. It is a good story for the adults to ask any of them to wave. He Zhiyuan said casually.

Liang Wensheng shook his head and said: "The reputation of the four talented people in Wuzhong is too great, and the official is a district governor, how can I invite them." As long as there is a spiritual Danqing painter who is good at painting plums, fame is not very important. ”

He Zhiyuan heard his voice, and he immediately thought of Zhou Fuliu. So he said: "Miss Fuliu of Zhou Shibo's family lives in my village now, and our two families are familiar with each other, if the adults don't like it, I can ask Miss Zhou to paint for the adults." ”

"That's very good, this official has thanked He Gongzi first!" Liang Wensheng arched.

At this time, Liang Wensheng saluted He Zhiyuan for the first time, and as a parent official, he did not need to thank a student under his rule, let alone bow his hand. But at this time, Liang Wensheng already regarded him as an important friend. He had a premonition that once this person won the imperial examination, with his current knowledge and merits, he would inevitably be in the emperor's heart, and he would soar in the future, and it would not be delusional to be a marquis and worship the prime minister. So if you have a good relationship with him now, you will definitely benefit in the future.

It's been four o'clock after lunch. After bidding farewell to Liang Wensheng, He Zhiyuan took Wang Zhixue to his mansion.

At this time, it is the tenth day of the eighth month, although it has passed the dog days, and it is the beginning of autumn, but it is still very hot. And the time between one and three o'clock at noon in the future is the hottest time of the day. He Zhiyuan sat in the car stuffy and hot, sweating profusely, and his clothes were already soaked when he got out of the car.

Yueji saw that He Zhiyuan was so hot that his clothes were soaked, and he was distressed. Hurriedly asked He Zhiyuan to go to the bedroom, Yueji brought the clean clothes that had been prepared a long time ago, and prepared to change He Zhiyuan with a red face. After the confusion in the carriage this morning, the relationship between the two has changed subtly.

He Zhiyuan saw that Yueji was going to change his clothes, and his heart was pounding, but then he thought of Zhou Fuliu, and a sense of guilt hit his heart. Although the girl's body fragrance made his heart move, this sense of guilt prompted him to quickly stop Yueji, he was afraid that if he continued like this, he would not be able to control it, and something indescribable would happen.

So, Yueji left the bedroom with a red face and went outside.

Not long after He Zhiyuan changed his clothes, Yueji came over with two servants. One of them was carrying a plate of cut watermelon, and the other was bringing a basin of ice cubes!

After Yueji instructed the two servants to put their things away, she let the two of them leave. Then he said to He Zhiyuan: "Young master, eat a piece of watermelon to cool off." "Then she became the mistress of this house.

He Zhiyuan picked up a piece of melon and asked Yueji while eating: "Where did this ice come from?" ”

Yueji replied, "Today, while cleaning up the house, someone found a cellar with a lot of ice in it, which may have been the presence of the previous owner. ”

This mansion is Qi Hongfu's outer residence where he secretly raised his concubine, and naturally this ice is Qi Hongfu's. It seems that this local tyrant will enjoy it. However, this time it was cheaper for He Zhiyuan, and Qi Hongfu, who was in prison, probably never imagined that this would be the result anyway.

In fact, many wealthy families in the Ming Dynasty built ice cellars, and in winter, ice cubes were chiseled and stored in them, and in summer, they could be used to cool down in the room. There were also refrigerators, but at that time they were called ice kettles, and the so-called ice kettles were square cast-iron boxes with ice cubes around the box and food to be preserved in the middle. In the summer, food can be stored for a long time without spoiling, and its function is equivalent to that of today's refrigerators.

He Zhiyuan thought to himself, since there is an ice cellar, there must also be a fire wall or a warm pavilion. He had planned to take a nap at noon, but now that he was sleepy, he went out and began to inspect the house, and sure enough, he found a coal-burning stove on the side of the house.

It seems that Qi Hongfu is very willing to spend money on this house, and the materials are exquisite, the facilities are complete, and even to the point of luxury. You must know that in this small place of Juzhou, not many people will build a house so luxuriously.

Although the mansion that the two families just built in Hejia Village is a big mansion with five entrances, it is not so luxurious, with ordinary materials and ordinary facilities. To put it bluntly, it is just the house of the rich man in the countryside. Although Qi Hongfu is also a local tyrant in the countryside, it is obvious that he was guided by his master to build the house so luxuriously and luxuriously.

He Zhiyuan looked at this mansion inside and out, back and forth, all over it. I think this yard is smaller, but a dozen rooms are enough, and I can't help but like this yard a little. I thought that I would build several workshops in the city in the future, and I would be busy with many things in the future, so it would be more convenient to live here.

Ahh If you like this house, you can just come to live in it, and find any reason! He Zhiyuan himself began to despise having such an idea just now.

Can't stay here today, though. He also rushed back to Hejia Village before dark, and if Zhou Fuliu knew that he was staying in the city with Yueji, he would definitely be jealous and suspicious.

So in the evening, the three of them returned to Hejia Village. Before arriving at the soap workshop, Wang Zhixue, who was driving outside, said: "Master, Miss Zhou has been standing on the side of the road and has been looking, probably waiting for you." ”

He Zhiyuan opened the curtain, and sure enough, he saw that it was Zhou Fuliu looking here. He hurriedly got out of the car and asked Wang Zhixue to drive Yueji home.

As soon as she walked to Zhou Fuliu, she heard her sourly: "The busy man is finally back, why don't you live in the city with that girl, the two of them must be beautiful in a carriage." ”

It's over, she knows everything, listening to this tone, the vinegar smell is not small!