Chapter 2242: I Want Meng Yunzheng’s Personal Inscription

After the portrait was finished, Meng Yuncheng put the big image aside and painted several of Wei's portraits in succession.

In this way, when we get to Huajiang Mansion, we can find someone to look for the person with the portrait.

After finishing the last stroke, Meng Yuncheng was about to put away the pen and paper, but Yu suddenly said, "Well, his uncle, can you draw another one?"

Meng Yuncheng turned his head and looked at her, "What are you drawing?"

"You can draw whatever you want. I'll have it framed and hang it in the main room. You are the number one scholar, or the number one scholar who passed six yuan. When the neighbors come over, I can tell everyone that this is happiness." Lele’s cousin, that Lele is so beautiful.”

Aunt Hong scolded her, "Is it your happiness or your vanity?"

Mrs. Yu smiled dryly, "Didn't some people always come to us in recent years to ask us if Lele was lost by us? If we have this painting, the credibility will be higher, right? Those people won't make random guesses. , I thought something happened to Lele."

Meng Yuncheng thought for a moment, "Forget it about drawing pictures, I can write a word."

He is Mr. Shanju, although they would not know it without a stamp. But there is no guarantee that no one will doubt his identity due to his habit of painting. He doesn't want to take off his vest yet.

Yu didn't care about anything, as long as she could hang it on the wall.

Does the word seem more appropriate?

Ms. Yu nodded quickly, "Okay, I'll hang it right in front of the hall."

Seeing that Meng Yuncheng had no objection, Aunt Hong said nothing more and just glared at Mrs. Yu again and again.

Meng Yuncheng thought for a moment and then began to write.

His handwriting has always been free and easy, like flowing clouds and flowing water. Even though Yu didn't know how to write, he still found it very pleasing to the eye.

"Filial piety comes first among all actions."

As soon as he finished writing the five words, Meng Yunzheng asked Yu, "Are these words feasible?"

The corner of Yu's mouth stiffened. Is this not a mockery of them?

She felt a little uncomfortable, but she still gritted her teeth and just be sarcastic, since the words are valuable anyway. Moreover, not many of the neighbors are literate, so even if she hangs it on the wall, people may not be able to understand what it is.

As long as her purpose of showing off is achieved, the rest is irrelevant.

Mrs. Yu immediately smiled and clasped her hands, "Okay, this word is really beautiful. The number one scholar is the number one scholar."

Meng Yuncheng took out his private seal and stamped it. Mrs. Yu was even more happy. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to touch the paper. This was the autograph of the number one scholar who passed six yuan. It looked extraordinary.

Later, she had to ask her son to come over and touch the word, maybe he could gain some literary talent.

Meng Yuncheng packed up his things. No matter what Yu was thinking, now that the matter was done, they had to go back.

Aunt Hong didn't leave him alone, knowing that they would set off tomorrow and there would definitely be a lot of things to pack today.

She also had to prepare herself.

The two of them escorted Meng Yunzheng and the others out of the courtyard. After getting on the carriage, Mrs. Yu suddenly said in front of the neighbors who were watching the excitement outside, "Master Zhuangyuan, Lord Lu, please walk slowly."

Shu Yu and others: "..."

When the carriage turned a corner and disappeared completely, the neighbors hurriedly asked, "Ah Mao, who did you just call? Who is Zhuangyuanye Road County Lord?"

Mrs. Yu was so proud that she was just about to show off when she was dragged in by Aunt Hong and closed the door directly.

Aunt Hong patted her and said, "Are you finished?"

Mrs. Yu curled her lips and said, "Don't scold me, mother. I have something to ask you."