Enter the Room

Song Jiuyun will not take the blame!

"Mr. Wen's words are wrong!" She pursed her lips and said, "Our Song family is considered a well-known family in Liang County. If there were no candidates, how could our Song family and my uncle agree to be in charge of me? Kiln factory?"

Having said this, she looked at Mr. Song Jiu: "Mr. Jiu is also here. If you don't believe it, you can just ask him."

Mr. Song Jiu felt beads of sweat break out on his forehead.

Song Jiuyun's attempt to divert trouble to the east was really powerful!

It was because of Song Jiyun's control that he withdrew from his position as clan leader.

If he didn't answer as she expected, given her character, she would definitely turn her back on him.

But if he testifies for her duplicitously, he really can't swallow it!

Mr. Song Jiu hesitated for a moment.

Song Jiyun looked at him sharply: "Speaking of which, I would also like to thank Lord Ninth!"

What's the meaning?

Mr. Song Jiu was surprised.

Everyone looked at her with their ears pricked up.

I saw Song Jiyun let out a long sigh and said with emotion: "My father passed away suddenly. Some people saw that our family was orphaned and widowed, and they had evil thoughts. If the Ninth Master hadn't made a decisive decision and dealt with Song Li, a son of the Song family who was causing trouble in the kiln factory, he would have killed the chicken to scare the monkeys. , How can I control those master masters and big shopkeepers in the kiln factory!"

Despite his suspicions, when he heard her threatening him with his own ears, Mr. Song Jiu was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Song Jiuyun refused to let him go, and continued: "Master Ninth, you, the old man, must be fair to me!"

Now that things have come to this, how can he refuse to agree?

Mr. Song Jiu could only grit his teeth and nodded reluctantly.

But I secretly regretted it in my heart. If I had known this, I shouldn't have come to this flower viewing party.

In the future, wherever there is Song Jiyun, it would be better for him to stay away.

Everyone present was a human being, and everyone saw his reluctance.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, thinking that in the past, Master Song Jiu was also a strong and domineering person in the Song family, but they never thought that he would become like this now. I don’t know what clue he had that fell into Song Jiyun’s hands?

Everyone looked at Song Jiuyun a little differently.

Some people even felt a little fear in their hearts.

Only Mr. Wen wanted to slap Mr. Song Jiu in the face.

He specially sent an invitation to Song Jiu for a flower-viewing banquet, but he passed Song Jiyun. He just wanted to use this incident to give Song Jiyun a boost and ask her to be an honest person and leave the kiln factory affairs to the men of the Song family. Unexpectedly, Mr. Song Jiu was so useless that he was so bullied by Song Jiuyun that he didn't even dare to say a word, and even nodded and agreed to be her witness.

What a loser!

He couldn't help but curse Mr. Song Jiu bitterly in his heart, and then scolded Song Jiuyun with a sullen face: "Am I still wronging you? A woman should be virtuous, quiet, humble and submissive. You should listen to what your elders say. Look at you now, the elders haven't said a word, but you have said a lot, how can you show the gentleness of a lady?"

Who doesn't know how to talk?

Song Jiyun sneered in his heart, but did not show it on his face. Instead, he showed a very sad look and said: "Mr. Wen, my father also invited us sisters to have a teacher before his death. He read the "Book of Filial Piety" and "The Story of the Martyr Woman". ", I just want to be protected by my elders, why can't I be respectful?"

As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her tears-free eyes: "I can't be misunderstood anymore. I can't even say a word of defense. Someone hit me on the left side of my face, and I have to wipe the right side of my face." Reach out and hit others?"

But as soon as she finished speaking, there was a slight "plop" sound in her ears, like a broken breath.

Who is laughing at her secretly?

She couldn't help but glance around quickly.

Everyone else was normal, except Yuan Yunzhong, who lowered his head and put his fist to his mouth, wondering if his throat was uncomfortable.

It's just that she is confronting Mr. Wen at the moment. If she asks out loud, it will inevitably ruin the atmosphere... It's better to leave him alone and talk about it later.

Song Jiyun took the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes again.

When everyone saw it, their expressions were subtle.

This Miss Song is also quite interesting. Her words sound soft and soft, but in fact they can knock people's teeth off.

This is also a master who does not suffer any losses!

Mr. Wen's veins were twitching.

There has never been a woman who dared to speak so sharply in front of him.

Song Youliang's eldest daughter is indeed not simple.

It was the first time since Song Jiyun appeared until now that he looked at her squarely.

Dressed in plain clothes, the red corners of her eyes are like peach blossoms falling on rice paper, but her posture is unexpectedly graceful, elegant and calm.

No matter how beautiful or powerful she is, so what?

As a woman, you have to stay at home peacefully, look after your husband and raise your children, and honor your parents-in-law.

Mr. Wen smiled disdainfully and said sternly: "It's useless no matter how much you quibble. After all, you just want to find ways to stay here and want to see the county magistrate. As long as I am here, I will not allow a woman to break the rules." .”

Such stubborn people, like the two sides of a river, cannot possibly stand together.

In this case, it doesn't matter whether you fall out or not.

Song Jiuyun's posture became even lower.

She slumped her shoulders and said in a low mood: "Is this to support the county magistrate? But why do I look like I am supporting Mr. Wen? The county magistrate didn't know where he was, but Mr. Wen was scolding him. , let whoever you want to attend the Fengfeng Banquet come..."

Although Mr. Wen has a brother who is an official in the court, if word of the broken county official is spread, even if the new county official is an open-minded person, the Wen family will be rumored to be arrogant, which will affect the family's reputation. Very influential.

Everyone looked at Mr. Wen in a very subtle way.

He was so angry that the blood rushed to the top of his head. When his brain became hot, he pointed at Song Jiyun and cursed: "I think you are the one harboring evil intentions! A big girl who is someone else's daughter-in-law after she gets married, stares at her mother's family's ancestral property every day. Don’t let go, you are trying to occupy your mother’s family’s property..."

How could Song Jiyun let him throw dirty water on her?

The corner of her mouth curled up slightly as she was about to speak.

"Mr. Wen!" Yuan Yunzhong, who had been standing silently beside her, suddenly interrupted Mr. Wen's words, "Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. If you have free time, you should take the time to go with the boat on the Changjiang River. Look outside.”

He took a few steps forward and stood in front of Song Jiyun with a free and easy step: "Southern Anhui has a tradition of women taking charge of family business. Women who are doing business are common in Suzhou and Hangzhou. You always wander around this three-acre land in Liang County. See The things you see are limited, so it’s no wonder you can’t stand Miss Song!”

Is he mocking him for sitting in a well and looking at the sky?

He failed to apply for Heshan Academy three times, and finally had to stay in Liang County on the pretext of preserving his ancestral business. This was a lifelong pain for Mr. Wen.

Mr. Wen had a heavy breath in his chest and was speechless for a long time.

Seeing this, Song Jiyun rolled his eyes and hurriedly covered his face with a handkerchief. His voice choked with sobs and he said: "A child without a father is like a grass. If my father is still here, how can I show up in public and be criticized by others?"

Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

"You guys..." His extended hand trembled wildly. He didn't know whether he was referring to Yuan Yunzhong or Song Jiyun. He felt that his eyes were going dark and he was about to fall down.

"Mr. Wen!" Everyone was busy helping him.

There was a call from the door, "The county magistrate has arrived."

From now on, everyone should get up in the morning and watch...