Enter the Room

When Hong Xi heard this, he was slightly startled, with a look of disappointment evident on his face, and then he chuckled and sighed: "Young Master Yuan is so lucky!"

Song Jiyun's hand holding the tea cup paused.

Hong Xi already smiled and said: "Then let's meet at the banquet!"

Before Song Jiyun could speak, a man's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "What kind of banquet?"

The two of them looked at the sound together.

I saw Yuan Yunzhong walking in leisurely wearing a bamboo-green pure-faced silk jacket.

He is tall and straight, with dark eyebrows and dark skin, and his skin is as good as snow. His slightly upward apricot eyes are cold and cold, but his dignified and solemn expression is like a pile of ice and snow, showing a deep chill.

Hong Xi and Song Jiyun both stood up involuntarily, and Hong Xi bowed to him respectfully and said "Master Yuan".

Yuan Yunzhong nodded slightly.

Hong Xi's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

How could he subconsciously salute Yuan Yunzhong? Still acting so respectful?

Hong Xi hurriedly straightened his back, put the ringed hand behind his back, and said with a smile, "It's a flower viewing party hosted by Wen Si Lou Wen's boss."

He introduced Wen Silou and Boss Wen to Yuan Yunzhong, and specifically emphasized that Jiang Chun, the newly appointed parent official of Liang County, would also go.

Yuan Yunzhong listened carefully.

Song Jiyun took the tea tray from the little maid's hand and served Yuan Yunzhong a cup of tea himself.

Yuan Yunzhong thanked Song Jiyun, pointed to the chair behind Hong Xi, and said, "Sit down and talk."

The condescending tone made Hong Xi take a deep breath. The hand behind his back could not help but rub the jade ring between his index fingers with his thumb a few times. Then he refused with a smile: "No! It's getting late. It’s time for me to go back. We’ll see you on the day of the flower viewing party.”

The last words he said were to Song Jiyun.

Song Jiyun had no intention of getting close to Hong Xi, so he naturally responded with a polite "yes" and sent Hong Xi off with a smile.

Hong Xi noticed that Yuan Yunzhong did not follow him. When he stepped out of the flower hall, he couldn't help but look back.

Yuan Yunzhong was sitting on the imperial chair, drinking tea with his head down.

On the autumn morning, the sunshine was warm. He lowered his eyes, and his profile was sharp and cold.

Hong Xi felt cold in his heart for no reason.

He hurriedly turned around and strode away from the Song family. It wasn't until Xu, the chief steward of the Hong family, helped him get on the sedan chair that he felt his heart slowly warm up and told the chief steward: "Go and help me check on that Yuan Yun." middle."

He always felt that Yuan Yunzhong was too powerful.

The head manager of the Hong family was a little surprised, but he still agreed. He held the sedan curtain with his hand and whispered hesitantly: "You made an appointment with Miss Song to go to the flower viewing party. But Mr. Wen's invitation..."

Jiang Chun, the new parent official from Liang County, was only seen by some officials of the Liang County government when the official seal was handed over. Immediately afterwards, there was a third-rank official in the official city to inspect Jiangxi. He and his previous parents in Liangxian County rushed to Nanchang Mansion overnight, and they didn't even have time to hold the wind and dust banquet.

The flower-viewing banquet at Wensilou was not only Mr. Jiang’s first appearance in Liang County, but also the first time that a prominent student and squire in Liang County had visited him. In order to be on the safe side, Mr. Wen did not entertain a grand banquet, but considered it over and over again. The number of people invited to the banquet was controlled within a certain range, and the list of participants was carefully considered.

The Song family, because a woman is the head of the family, was not on the banquet list.

Hong Xi leaned comfortably on the back of the sedan chair, slowly turned the ring on his finger, and said with a smile, "With me here, are you still afraid that Miss Song won't be able to get in?"

The Hong family received three invitations because of Heshan Academy.

His grandfather has not returned from visiting friends, and his younger brother has not returned from Suzhou.

The chief manager of the Hong family hesitated to speak.

What if Miss Song arrives before their young master? Or maybe I was temporarily delayed because of something?

Hong Xi turned cold and said, "Go back!"

Manager Hong bowed and lowered the sedan curtain.

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Song Jiyun turned back to the flower hall, where Yuan Yunzhong was wandering among the piles of gift boxes.

Seeing her looking at her, he looked up at her, picked up the gift list placed on the red lacquered square table under the nave, opened it casually, and read: "Cao's green sandalwood rice paper with ten knives; Ermatang's Zihaohu pen Two boxes; two boxes of green paste from Suzhou Sixutang, two boxes of ocher plaster, two boxes of cinnabar; two boxes of incense from Dinghui Temple; a pair of gold and silver carved three-turn exquisite balls, and twelve ivory plain gauze fans."

If it was paper, pen and paint before, it was related to painting, but later it was all boudoir stuff.

Song Jiyun frowned secretly after hearing this.

Yuan Yunzhong snorted coldly and opened one of the brocade boxes.

The brocade box contains a pair of carved three-turn exquisite balls, one gold and one silver.

An art collector once gave Song Jiyun an exquisite ivory ball made of gold and silver. This was the first time she had seen it.

She picked it up and looked at it carefully.

The exquisite balls are about the size of walnuts and have two layers. The outermost layer is carved with broken branches of peonies, the second layer is carved with a pattern of endless ten thousand characters, and the innermost layer is a small hollow.

Although the exquisite ivory ball in her hand, which had nine layers of carvings and was filled with different flowers, was incomparable in terms of material and craftsmanship, the broker once told her that the exquisite ivory ball in her hand was pure For appreciation, if you want to put spices, it is better to have gold or silver gilt.

I don’t know whether these two exquisite balls are made of gold and silver or gilded silver.

She turned it over and over curiously.

Yuan Yunzhong sneered: "That's it!"

Song Jiyun froze and said, "Is there something wrong?"

Yuan Yunzhong said: "Is this for fun or for incense?"

Song Jiuyun didn't understand.

Yuan Yunzhong said disdainfully: "Playing with them hurts your hands, and incense burns you."

Think about it carefully, this is really the case!

He casually opened a brocade box next to him.

It's a Hehu pen.

There are flat heads, round heads, and pointed heads. They are special brushes for Gongbi paintings. The green bamboo pen barrel is also carved with auspicious clouds and green bamboo patterns.

Song Jiyun was delighted to see the hunting spirit, so he picked up a pointed purple-hair pen and looked at it carefully.

When Yuan Yunzhong saw it, he also took a pen and weighed it in his hand.

"He bought this specifically for giving as gifts, right?" He said calmly, "The pen barrel is carved with patterns, and he's not afraid of getting the hands of those who use it!"

Song Jiyun looked up and saw him throwing the pen back into the brocade box in disgust.

She said casually: "Maybe I think the carvings on the pen barrel look good!"

Of course, Ermatang's pens are also famous.

"Really?" Yuan Yunzhong said expressionlessly, leaning in front of the square table, looking at her intently, with a cold and arrogant expression, and his posture was as small as a green bamboo leaning against a jade stone, exuding waves of coldness.

Song Jiyun could feel his displeasure.

She was confused.

It's just a box of pens, so you shouldn't be so angry, right?

But the cold air that kept coming out of Yuan Yunzhong's body couldn't fool anyone.

Song Jiyun sighed helplessly in his heart, and calmly said: "Fortunately, this piece does not have a special pattern. It can be used as a gift when the time comes."

In the exchange of favors between large families, sometimes the gifts are similar, and they are often rearranged and presented as gifts.

"Oh!" Yuan Yunzhong responded noncommittally, but he could feel the coldness on his body fading away little by little.

Song Jiuyun opened his eyes wide.

So, he was really angry just now!

She simply changed the subject and took the initiative to talk about Mr. Wen's flower viewing party, and invited him: "Master Hong has an appointment, and I said I would go with you then. Are you free?"