Enter the Room

"Yes!" Song Jiyun suppressed the surprise in his heart and said humbly, "It's just thanks to the favor of the elders in the family that I am temporarily in charge of the property left by my father."

"That's right, that's right!" The Lord County Lord high-fived him, "I've long heard that you are a woman who is not inferior to men. When I see you today, you are indeed worthy of your reputation."

Although Song Jiyun had already had a plan in mind to make the new county magistrate look at her differently, the plan could not match the changes. The information provided by Yuan Yunzhong might not be used anymore, and she had to adapt to the situation, but the county magistrate was like this Praise her exaggeratedly and leave her confused.

"Your Excellency, you are so complimentary!" She looked as usual, lowered her head and bowed her knees to express her gratitude.

"Miss Song, please get up!" The county magistrate was unexpectedly close to her. He motioned to the maids around him to help her up. Without saying anything, he glanced at everyone present and said with emotion: "You may not know that I am from southern Anhui. , I lost my father when I was young. I relied on my mother to support the family business, raise me stitch by stitch, and provide me with education, so that I can have the future I have today. I didn’t expect that on the first day I came to Liang County, I would meet someone like Miss Song. This woman is an unexpected encounter!"

After hearing the words, everyone immediately echoed: "The county magistrate is right!"

"Old man, justice!"

"This is also the fate between the County Lord and our Liang County."

Everyone was laughing and chatting in harmony.

Song Jiyun frowned secretly.

It’s neither a relative nor a reason why he was lifted up so high.

What on earth is this county magistrate going to do?

And she had a feeling that although the county magistrate kept praising her, he didn't take her seriously.

Just like when she used to inspect subsidiaries and praise certain executives, it was just a matter of face.

"How dare you compare yourself to a child." She said humbly, but her words were carefully considered, "It's just a weak mother and a young sister, so she had no choice but to do it."

"You don't have to be humble," the county magistrate waved his hand and said with a smile, "After taking charge of the family business, you can still burn new porcelain for the imperial kiln factory. This is not something ordinary people can do."

Even if the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them.

She had just taken over the kiln factory, and while she was not strong enough, it was better to keep a low profile.

I don't know if the county magistrate is "praising" her or "killing" her?

"That's because I'm lucky." Song Jiyun clasped his hands together and said with a glimmer of water in the corner of his eyes, "I also found the new formula from the notes left by my father. This is probably because my father is worried and secretly protecting our mother and daughter. !”

People at this time believed in the theory of gods and ghosts. They hoped to scare those who had evil intentions towards their family.

The county official smiled slightly and asked her about the kiln: "How many kilns are there now? In addition to firing porcelain for the imperial kiln, what other porcelain is fired? Where are they sold?"

"My father left twenty-one kiln mouths. After the new porcelain was produced, two more kiln mouths were opened." Song Jiyun answered, feeling that someone's eyes fell on her from the side of the county magistrate. She remained calm and said, He continued, "Eight of the kilns fired royal porcelain, five kilns fired high-end porcelain, and ten kilns fired everyday porcelain."

Out of the corner of her eye, she quickly glanced at the county magistrate.

But just this glance made her stunned, and she paused in her reply: "High-end porcelain mainly comes from the capital, while daily porcelain is mainly sold to Suzhou and Hangzhou."

At some point, Young Master Hong stood behind the County Lord. Seeing her looking over, he pointed at the County Lord and gave her a look - "You can speak with confidence and boldness."

Could it be that Mr. Hong was the one who recommended her to the county magistrate?

She didn't see him just now.

Those who can go to meet the County Lord in advance have some connections.

I just don’t know whose path he took?

These thoughts flashed through Song Jiyun's mind. She nodded quietly towards Mr. Hong. She didn't even notice that Yuan Yunzhong's face suddenly turned cold and he narrowed his eyes dangerously. Instead, she quickly focused on the county magistrate. On adults.

"I wonder if the Song family has the honor to ask you to visit the kiln factory?" She took the opportunity to invite the county magistrate: "Just go to the clan school in your house and give advice to the clan clan students?"

One of the duties of the county magistrate is to educate and govern the common people.

The Song family's newly opened clan school can be a very eye-catching political achievement for the newly appointed county magistrate.

"Oh!" The county magistrate's eyebrows moved slightly, obviously very surprised, and said, "Does the Song family still have a family tradition?"

Song Jiyun immediately said: "It was started after my father passed away." He also explained, "The elders in the clan have taken great care of our family, and our family has nothing to repay to the clan, so we found a way to set up this clan school, which can be regarded as repayment." One or two in the clan."

"Not bad, not bad!" The same praise came out of the county magistrate's mouth again, but it was like tearing apart the gauze between them, and it was a little more sincere.

Song Jiyun felt slightly relieved.

This was the weapon she originally planned to use to conquer the new county magistrate.

Although it is not the county magistrate Yuan Yunzhong mentioned, the effect is just as effective.

That's it!

The county magistrate turned around and said to the king: "You have to go and have a look!"

"I will definitely accompany you!" Chief Wang replied with a smile. Seeing Song Jiuyun's expression, he was very relieved. "I haven't been to the Song family's family history, so I just want to borrow your Dongfeng to go and have a look."

He wanted to help Song Jiyun, but that would require Song Jiyun to be a good person.

The county magistrate was slightly stunned and said, "Have you never been there?"

Song Jiyun said hurriedly: "The clan school has just been established, and we haven't had time to hold the opening ceremony yet. How could it be such a coincidence? I was just about to discuss the opening ceremony with Master Wang, and you happened to be back from Nanchang. I also want to invite Can you give us a word about our clan?"

"Okay, okay, okay." The county magistrate was very happy, "I definitely can't miss this."

Master Wang was so happy that he wanted to pinch his goatee.

Seeing this, the astute person stepped forward and said, "With such a good thing, we must join in the fun. I wonder if the Song Family School will accept students with foreign surnames?"

Song Jiyun took a look and saw that it was actually Li Zixiu.

This person is quite thick-skinned. It’s not her fault that her father hasn’t put this person down for so many years.

She looked at the county magistrate, as if it was all up to you.

The county magistrate was even more satisfied and smiled happily.

Everyone gathered around the county magistrate and asked Ying to accompany him when the time came.

Song Jiyun did not forget Yuan Yunzhong, and turned around to pull Yuan Yunzhong away. Unexpectedly, Yuan Yunzhong stood far outside the crowd, looking at them distantly, as if he was standing by and watching.

She thought about the origins of Yuan Yunzhong that had left her confused until now.

With a rank of 5, he should be considered an official, right?

After a moment of hesitation, she introduced Yuan Yunzhong to the county magistrate: "The Song Family School can be run thanks to my fiancé."

Yuan Yunzhong's expression became even colder, as if there was a thin layer of frost on his face. He cupped his hands rather casually and said respectfully: "Your Majesty the County."

"My fiancée?" The county magistrate was startled for a moment, then showed a rather playful smile, "Mr. Yuan, it's a pleasure to meet you! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

I thought of a fun joke and changed it to 109...