In the past, it was very common for me to see Wei Rong talking in a lively manner. He really talked a lot, but I really liked listening to it. It ranged from the pastries of any restaurant in Gyeonggi to his taste, to the war at the border, he asked me to guess which general was sent to lead the army this time.
Later, Wei Rong stopped talking to me and the correspondence stopped. I don't understand why. I wanted to ask him several times, but finally decided not to. The first thing I liked to do was to think wildly. I guessed that the letters I exchanged with him were seen by his mother, and the relationship between his family and mine was really not harmonious in the previous dynasty.
I was fifteen years old when I made this conjecture. Besides thinking about this, what I loved most was to sit in the room next to the study room of the Hehu Hou Mansion and post papers. I sometimes studied the Shao calligraphy of Mr. Gushan, and sometimes the cursive script of the genius Xue Wenqi, so I developed a good hand in calligraphy. However, my original intention was not to practice calligraphy well and win the first place in the Jianwen Hall handwriting competition. It was because this room could not block sound. It would be very easy for me to eavesdrop on my father discussing the affairs of the previous dynasty with his subordinates in the study next door.
Therefore, I learned that in those years, there was a conflict between the Chengwang's party and the princes' faction, and Wei Rong was the eldest son of the Chengwang family.