Enter the Room

At this time, Song Jiyun had already come out of Master Wang's house, and was discussing cooperation with the Wang family in Song Youliang's study with Zheng Quan, who had returned from the kiln.

"I'm afraid you have to help keep an eye on this matter." Song Jiyun sat on the Taishi chair under the chief's desk in the middle hall and took a sip of the newly launched rock tea. "Although we fired new porcelain for the imperial kiln factory, we used the previous one as a tribute. If you want to take back the white porcelain and sell it to the outside world, you still have to go to the imperial kiln factory to say hello. Then you will take Wang Dahai to visit Eunuch Wan and get the relevant deed in hand. "

At the end of the sentence, she also warned: "Don't be stingy with money."

Zheng Quan respectfully responded "yes" and talked about something he heard when he went to the kiln factory this year: "I heard that the big master's kiln factory is going to open in two days, and he has hired the masters of several small kiln factories. past."

Song Jiyun was slightly stunned and said, "How did he do it?"

The smaller the kiln, the more it relies on the craftsmanship of the pile-laying master or the glaze-blowing master. Sometimes, they even only need to be very skilled in a certain process to survive in the fiercely competitive market of Jingdezhen. These big kilns of theirs The relationship between the masters and their owners is closer than that of larger kilns, making it more difficult to recruit people.

Zheng Quan was also confused: "I went to inquire about it, but no one could explain clearly. I only know that the heads of several small kilns were very angry, but when I asked them, everyone remained silent. , very strange.”

Song Jiyun couldn't keep an eye on Song Daliang every day. She told Zheng Quan: "Send someone to keep an eye on him. If there is anything inappropriate, come and tell me quickly."

Zheng Quan nodded.

Xianghan ran in and said, "Miss, Master Shiyi is here. He said he has something important to discuss. Madam asked you to come over quickly."

Tomorrow is Song Youliang Qiqi. Song Jiyun was afraid that there might be some emergency, so he hurried to the hall.

In the hall, not only Qian and Mr. Song Eleven were there, but also several elders and elders of the Song family.

They were excitedly discussing that the county magistrate was coming to visit Song's private school. When they saw her, they waved to her excitedly: "I heard that yesterday the county magistrate praised you for being 'a woman who is not inferior to men'. Okay! Song for us." The family has been brought to glory!”

It was actually for this matter.

It has nothing to do with Song Youliang's sacrifice.

Song Jiyun told them everything about the flower appreciation feast.

One of the clan elders said worriedly: "Your Majesty, the county magistrate, didn't say that in a polite way, did you?"

Someone heard this and said disapprovingly: "Even if it is just a polite word, we will find a way to turn it into reality when the time comes!"

Another person said: "This is the first time in our Liang County that the county magistrate has visited a private school. Does anyone know how to receive him?"

Everyone said something to each other, and it was lively.

Qian quietly took Song Jiuyun's hand, her brows and eyes filled with relief.

With the endorsement of the county magistrate, her daughter's future journey will be much smoother.

She was grateful to the county magistrate from the bottom of her heart. After seeing off everyone in the clan, she asked Song Jiyun: "I also have a pair of Jihong porcelain bell cups that your father accidentally made in the early years. Look, do you want them?" Send it to the county magistrate?"

"Let's talk about it then!" Song Jiyun always felt that the attitudes of Mr. Jiang and Yuan Yunzhong were a bit strange, so she changed the topic jokingly, "I didn't expect you to have such a good thing in your hands!"

"More than that!" Qian, who was in a good mood, deliberately lowered his voice and laughed, "I also have a pair of blue and white bamboo pens made by your father. When you leave the court, I will make a dowry for you."

"Okay!" Song Jiyun was willing to make his mother happy and agreed with a smile, "If you have any other good things, please tell me too!"

Qian stopped talking and asked Yuan Yunzhong: "Why haven't you seen him?"

Song Jiyun stroked his forehead: "Didn't I come to say hello to you in the morning? It's not even evening yet."

I really treat him like a son!

Mr. Qian said with a smile, "Didn't I see that the farm in the countryside has sent new wheat and I'm going to make some cakes for you to eat?"

"He is from Suzhou. Instead of making him blowing cakes, you might as well make him plum and vegetable sesame cakes."

The mother and daughter were talking, but Yuan Yunzhong didn't come to greet Qian at night. Qian was worried and sent someone to ask, saying that he had gone out with Shao Qing and no one knew where he went.

Song Jiyun murmured in his heart and asked someone to send a message to Liu Zi. If Yuan Yunzhong comes back, he should come and report to her immediately.

But Yuan Yunzhong didn't come back until dawn.

Did he leave quietly again?

But in another hour it would be her father's Qiqi sacrifice, and some people from the clan who came to help had already arrived. She and her mother were entertaining the guests, and had no intention of looking for Yuan Yunzhong's whereabouts.

However, Mrs. Qian was still thinking about him, and asked Song Jiyun anxiously: "Why hasn't Mr. Yuan arrived yet?"

"I've sent people to Yin Yu Tang." Song Jiyun had no choice but to divert his mother's attention and pointed at Mr. Song Shiyi's mother, "The old lady is here!"

Qian quickly went to say hello to her, and then temporarily forgot about Yuan Yunzhong.

The house gradually began to get bustling with people.

More people came than the previous worship services.

Even Mr. Jiang came accompanied by Mr. Wang.

Everyone was stunned.

Song Jiyun saw Hong Xi, who came with Mr. Jiang, smiling and nodding at her.

She was slightly surprised.

Is the relationship between Hong Xi and Mr. Jiang already so good?

She supported Qian and went forward to salute Mr. Jiang.

"Please get up quickly!" He smiled gently, motioned to Song Jiyun to help Qian, and said, "Madam, take care of yourself, there is no need to be polite."

Qian stood up in tears.

The elders of the Song clan rushed over after hearing the news, and they all stepped forward to salute Mr. Jiang and accompanied him to offer incense to Song Youliang.

Mr. Jiang looked around and said, "Why don't you see Mr. Yuan?"

Everyone was stunned again.

yes! I have never seen Mr. Yuan!

Is there anything more important than receiving the county magistrate?

Everyone looked at Song Jiuyun with confused eyes.

Song Jiyun frowned secretly, and just as he was trying to find an excuse to excuse himself, Yuan Yunzhong's lazy voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Master Jiang, do you have anything to do with me?"

Everyone looked towards the door.

I saw Yuan Yunzhong wearing a white muslin net-faced robe, spotless, standing at the door with a leisurely expression.

The bright morning light fell on his shoulders, as if giving him a layer of brilliance, clear and noble.

It makes many people feel ashamed.

There was silence inside and outside the house.

Mr. Jiang looked at it, laughed "haha" twice, and said: "Master Yuan has a jade tree facing the wind, and he is majestic. I didn't expect to meet such a hidden dragon and crouching tiger when I first came to Liang County. I fell in love with him at first sight, and I want to make friends with him." That’s all.”

Everyone immediately sighed with envy, feeling that if Yuan Yunzhong could be appreciated by the county magistrate, the Song family would not have to worry about continuing the family business in the future.

Yuan Yunzhong chuckled and walked in slowly.

Everyone immediately made way for him.