"Meet Mr. Zhang!"

Although Ning Fu was a little unkind to Zhang Dun, he and Liu Zheng still saluted him together.

"I dare not take it for granted. You Ning, a great talent, became famous in the capital overnight. Your New Year's Eve poems are sung everywhere on both sides of the Bianhe River. No wonder you looked down on Taixue in the first place!"

Zhang Dun put his hands behind his back without looking at Ning Fu, and said in a rather cold tone.

Ning Fu secretly lamented that it was terrible. Zhang Dun recommended him to go to Taixue, but he refused because he "didn't like studying".

There are only two explanations for a person who doesn't like reading, but he can write the eternal masterpiece "The Sapphire Case".

First, Ning Fu lied to Zhang Dun before.

Second, the Qingyu case was not written by Ning Fou at all, but he copied someone else's work.

Faced with Zhang Dun's doubts, Ning Fu quickly made a choice and immediately saluted Zhang Dun again: "To be fair to Mr. Zhang, I copied the Qingyu Case!"

"What!"

Liu Zheng next to him screamed in surprise.

"Who did you copy?"

Zhang Dun asked with a more gloomy expression.

"The Sapphire Case was actually the work of my wife. Although she is a woman, she has a reputation for talent. If you don't believe me, you can ask my father-in-law!"

Ning Fu stretched out his hand and pointed at Liu Zhengdao.

Liu Zheng's face turned pale, but he still nodded and said, "My little girl is indeed quite talented!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dun looked deeply at Ning Fu and Liu Zheng, the husband-in-law.

He didn't believe a word of this nonsense. Ning Fu had deceived him once before, and he would never be deceived a second time.

However, Zhang Dun had other things to do today, so he didn't bother to worry about this kind of thing.

"That's all, I'm going to treat a guest tomorrow. How about you being the chef?"

Zhang Dun waved his hands one last time and said.

"Okay, I wonder how many people Zhang Gong wants to invite?"

Ning Fu asked in relief.

"one!"

When Zhang Dun said this, his mood suddenly became a little depressed.

"That's easy. I'll prepare a meal for two tomorrow, and Mr. Zhang can just bring them over!"

Ning Fu immediately smiled and said.

"No, the person I invited likes good food, so prepare more of your specialty dishes, and the place to eat is not at your place!"

Zhang Dun suddenly shook his head and said.

"Like delicious food? Could it be..."

Ning Fu suddenly thought of someone.

"Yes, the person I want to invite you also met yesterday, it is Su Zizhan!"

Zhang Dun didn't hide it either.

"I understand. Mr. Zhang had better send someone to pick me up early tomorrow. Many dishes need to be prepared in advance!"

Ning Fu said solemnly immediately.

He had originally wanted to invite Su Shi to taste the delicacies from later generations, not to mention that this time it was Zhang Dun who was also treating him. The meeting between these two friends who had a long history of grievances made people look forward to it just thinking about it.

Zhang Dun nodded, then turned and left.

Watching Zhang Dun leave, Liu Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked Ning Fu: "Is your poem really from the heart?"

"It's fake, I lied to him!"

Ning Fu shook his head very calmly.

"You...you dare to lie to Zhang Dun?"

Liu Zheng was going crazy. Zhang Dun now had all the power, and all the officials in the court were afraid of him. Who dared to tell a lie in front of him?

"I've already been deceived once last time, and it's no different this time."

Ning Fu smiled easily again.

Zhang Dun must have known that he was lying to him, but the other party did not blame him, which meant that Zhang Dun was not angry, so Ning Fu was so relaxed.

The next morning, Ning Fu was awakened by the sound of rain outside the window.

He opened the door, only to see that it was drizzling outside.

"This weather is really weird. It stopped snowing and started raining in the first month?"

Ning Fu looked at the drizzle outside and whispered to himself.

"It's okay. Last winter wasn't too cold. After the New Year, the weather quickly warmed up again. Raining is normal."

At this time, Liu Qingxin's door opened and she responded to Ning Fu with a smile.

"When will eldest brother and sister-in-law come?"

Ning Fu asked with a smile.

Yesterday, Liu Zheng told Ning Fu that the owner of the house who was selling the house was leaving today, and they would need to inspect and accept the house. But Ning Fu wanted to go to Zhang Dun, so he could only ask Liu Qingxin's eldest brother and sister-in-law to accompany Liu Qingxin.

"It should be a little later. After all, it rained today and it will take some time for people to leave."

"Then I'll make some breakfast. The carriage to pick me up should be here soon!"

As he spoke, Ning Fu came to the kitchen and simply steamed a few bowls of egg custard.

When the egg custard was ready, Ning Fu left two bowls behind and took the rest to Aunt Wang and Hu Tou next door.

One of Aunt Wang's ribs was broken, but fortunately her internal organs were not injured.

Although the bones are now connected, he can't do heavy work for the time being. Ning Fu asked Hu Tou not to go to the workshop during this period and just stay at home to take care of Aunt Wang.

Just after breakfast, the carriage sent by Zhang Dun stopped in front of the store in the light rain.

Ning Fu said goodbye to Liu Qingxin and then stepped onto the carriage.

The Lantern Festival has just passed.

The two days and two nights of carnival seemed to have plunged the entire capital into a state of fatigue, with almost no pedestrians seen on the streets.

The carriage passed through half of the capital city, and finally left the city through Lijing Gate and walked several hundred meters south along the moat.

Finally the carriage entered a house near the river.

I saw that there are many pavilions and pavilions here, shrouded in fine and continuous rain and mist, and it feels a bit like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

An old servant led Ning Fu to a tall building in the house.

The tall building is built next to the river. Standing on the building, you can see the boats on the Bian River at a glance.

There is an ancient temple hidden in the woods on the other side of the river, with several cornices looming in the drizzle, like an ink painting.

“What a beautiful view!”

Ning Fu stood upstairs and admired it for a while.

No wonder Zhang Dun chose this place to entertain Su Shi.

There is a kitchen downstairs, and the servants have already prepared various ingredients.

Ning Fu himself also brought a box containing commonly used condiments.

Ning Fu had thought up the recipe last night, so he picked out the ingredients and prepared some time-consuming dishes in advance.

However, while Ning Fu was cooking, he secretly thought that it was a pity, because without chili peppers, many dishes of later generations would not be able to be cooked.

Although there were spicy seasonings in ancient times, such as mustard, dogwood, etc., they cannot replace chili peppers.

Just after noon, Zhang Dun was the first to arrive here.

I saw Zhang Dun climbing up the tall building and standing in front of the window looking at the scenery on both sides of the Bianhe River, not knowing what he was thinking.

About half an hour later, Su Shi's carriage also arrived.

After getting off the carriage, Su Shi turned around and looked at the surrounding environment. He seemed to be touched by something. Finally, he sighed softly and stepped up to the tall building.

The rain was still falling. Su Shi came upstairs with a wet look on his face and saw Zhang Dun standing in front of the window.

Looking at this familiar figure, Su Shi also showed a hesitant look, and finally raised his hands and said: "Brother Zihou, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you?"

Zhang Dun did not look back, but said in a low voice: "Do you still remember this place?"

"of course I remember!"

Su Shi stepped forward and stood side by side with Zhang Dun in front of the window.

"In the second year of Yuanfeng, I was imprisoned for one hundred and three days for the Wutai Poetry Case, and was later demoted to Huangzhou. You held a banquet here to see me off!"
To be continued...