Enter the Room

Yuan Yunzhong walked calmly to Song Youliang's altar without squinting his eyes. He laid three sticks of incense on the altar with a solemn expression. Then he turned around, cupped his hands towards Magistrate Jiang, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for your love! Mr. Jiang's calligraphy and painting" Shuangjue is famous all over Jiangnan, I have also heard about it, and now I feel deeply honored to be able to make friends with Mr. Jiang."

After speaking, he smiled politely at County Magistrate Jiang and said, "Master Jiang, please serve tea here!"

He had handsome eyebrows and slender eyes, and his smile was as gentle and warm as the spring breeze blowing on his face, as if it was blowing slowly into the heart of people's hearts, making everyone present feel good about him. Some people even couldn't help but laugh along with him.

Magistrate Jiang was stunned for a moment and felt an inexplicable chill on his back.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Mr. Song Eleven, who was next to him, jumped over from the side in three steps and two steps at a time. "I didn't know that Mr. Jiang and Mr. Wang were coming. They only prepared the usual Biluochun and West Lake Longjing."

He diligently led Magistrate Jiang and Princess Bo to sit down on the Grand Master's chair next to them: "Fortunately, the snacks are good, they are from Pinxiangzhai."

During this period, he also winked at Song Jiyun, signaling her to urge the little maids to serve refreshments.

Song Jiyun thought for a while and simply asked the little maids to put the fruit on the plate and bring it in.

People watching the excitement outside Baoxia were already talking about it.

"How does Mr. Yuan know that Mr. Jiang is a master of calligraphy and painting? Looking at Mr. Yuan's appearance, he must be a famous person from the south of the Yangtze River, right?"

"It should be. I heard people say that many celebrities follow the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, wearing coarse linen clothes and eating whole grains!"

"I just said that Young Master Yuan is not simple. How could an ordinary family raise such a handsome young master!"

Song Jiyun shook his head as he listened.

But suddenly Hong Xi's voice came to his ears: "Miss Song!"

Song Jiyun looked up, and Hong Xi was standing only two or three steps away from her. When the wind blew, she could faintly smell the residual lotus fragrance on his body.

He stood too close to her.

Song Jiyun calmly took two steps back, keeping a distance from him, and then smiled and said: "Master Hong is here! There are many guests at home, so I didn't see you for a while. Please forgive me if I have been neglectful!"

"Where!" Hong Xi smiled, twirling the white marble ring between his fingers, and said jokingly, "But Miss Song is really busy. I came here with Mr. Jiang, and Miss Song only focused on looking for Mr. Yuan. Didn’t see me.”

Why does this sound so inappropriate?

Song Jiyun raised his eyebrows secretly and said with a smile: "I still neglect Mr. Hong."

Then, regardless of what he meant, he took him to offer incense to Song Youliang.

But for some reason, when she walked in, the people sitting in Baoxia didn't speak, and their eyes fell on her and Hong Xi.

Yuan Yunzhong's eyes were like broken ice rushing toward them.

Song Jiyun was stunned.

Magistrate Jiang turned to Yuan Yunzhong, who was sitting side by side with him, and said with a "hehe" smile: "Young Master Yuan, maybe you don't know yet? Young Master Hong actually once studied at Heshan Academy like me."

Yuan Yunzhong tensed his jaw and nodded: "I heard something!"

County Magistrate Jiang smiled at Mr. Song Shiyi and said, "Didn't you just say that we should hire two teachers who can teach young children? No, God followed people's wishes and another one from Heshan Academy came. You also Can you please ask Mr. Hong to come forward and invite the two of you!"

"Ah?!" Mr. Song Eleven seemed to be stunned by the changes in front of him. He paused and said, "That's what you said, Mr. County Master. Mr. Hong is a young and talented man. If the Song family's private school is to be run well, we must trouble you all." "

After saying that, he bowed to everyone together.

Hong Xi said a few words of humility and stepped forward to salute Magistrate Jiang.

However, County Magistrate Jiang waved his hand, as if reminding but also dissatisfied: "Young Master Hong, you should go and burn incense for Mr. Song first!"

Hong Xi's ears were burning, he bowed and said "yes", glanced at Song Jiyun, and quickly went to offer incense to Song Youliang.

Magistrate Jiang started talking to Song Jiuyun: "Now that the imperial kiln factory is using new porcelain, how are the porcelain sacrifices used to be handled according to the regulations?"

Song Jiyun said respectfully: "The imperial kiln factory will report it to the manufacturing office. After the emperor agrees to replace the old porcelain with new porcelain, it can be returned to the Song family for disposal at their own discretion."

"Then we need Eunuch Wan to help us speak, right?"

"Yes!" Song Jiyun said respectfully, "I have told Mr. Wan before, and Mr. Wan has agreed to report to the manufacturing office. If everything goes well, there should be an accurate letter from the imperial kiln factory in the next two or three days. We and Once the imperial kiln factory writes the deed, you can use the original white porcelain used to burn sacrificial porcelain to burn other utensils."

Magistrate Jiang muttered: "Just in time, I'm going to visit Eunuch Wan in a few days. If Miss Song is free, you can go with me."

Song Jiuyun was overjoyed.

Although Wan Gonggong and Jiang County Magistrate were subordinate to the twenty yamen of the inner court and the other to the Ministry of Personnel. But the imperial kiln factory is located in Liang County, and they are closely related to each other. No one is willing to oppose each other if they can cooperate. And the Song family has the protection of County Magistrate Jiang, so even if Eunuch Wan doesn't take care of them, it won't be too difficult.

Especially the officials who are working in the imperial kiln factory, if they don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, it will definitely be much smoother when they go to the Songjia kiln factory to do things.

She is blessed again and again.

Magistrate Jiang stood up with a smile and asked her in vain: "Miss Song, there is no need to be so polite! The Song family is the largest kiln factory in the county, and the county's taxes are still counting on you!"

"I will definitely live up to your expectations." Song Jiyun never thought about reducing taxes. It would be better if he didn't pay more.

Everyone who was listening to the movement of Baoxia saw that one of them had a gentle smile and friendly words, and the other had a clear voice and a cheerful expression. You looked at me, I looked at you, and they began to gather together in twos and threes to whisper.

"I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to take such good care of the Song family!"

"Don't you look at the person who answered that question?" The person who spoke quietly pointed at Song Jiuyun, "Looking at Liang County, is there any girl more beautiful than the eldest lady of the Song family?"

"Yes!" Someone lowered his voice and agreed, "I just don't know if Mr. Jiang is married? I'm afraid I will suffer a loss!"

"Why are you suffering?!" Someone winked, "Look at the appearance of the county magistrate, if it were me, I would be willing to suffer the disadvantages!"

There was a burst of low laughter outside Baoxia.

Yuan Yunzhong's face turned blue.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he has sharp eyes and ears. People outside Baoxia think their voices are very small, but he hears them clearly.

His eyes darkened and he said solemnly: "It's getting late, are we going to go to the grave?"

According to the etiquette, after those who came to participate in the Qiqi sacrifices gathered at the funeral director's house, they would go to the cemetery to set off a few firecrackers for the funeral director, ask the monks and Taoist priests to read a few scriptures, and then the funeral director's house would entertain the guests for a meal. After a while, relatives and friends can leave. The elders in charge of the clan and the brothers, wives and children of the bereaved need to stay. Once the filial piety matters have been discussed, the seventh-day sacrifice will be over.

As for those who are just acquaintances with the bereaved family and come to burn incense to the bereaved family out of etiquette, they can say goodbye when the bereaved family leaves for the cemetery.

Especially people like County Magistrate Jiang and Master Wang, whose status was much higher than Song Youliang's. Being able to come and offer incense to Song Youliang was already a sign of praise for the Song family. They usually left after offering incense to Song Youliang.

I feel like it's not very well written, I will revise it...