Enter the Room

Yuan Yunzhong walked along the verandah for a short while, then turned and returned to Yinyu Hall.

The boy following him couldn't help but feel strange.

Mr. Yuan doesn't look for the eldest lady, nor does he watch the scenery, so why go out?

He touched his head and met Liu Zi and Mr. Shao head on.

Shao Qing raised the oil paper bag in his hand and said: "I heard that the snack is called wick cake. I thought it was like Deng Ying beef shreds and as thin as lamp grass. Who knew it tasted the same as the cloud cake in that Zhouji."

He shook his head, disappointed and looking like he had been fooled.

Yuan Yunzhong didn't even bother to flirt with him, he went straight into the room and was helped by the servant to change his clothes.

Shao Qing leaned against the door, holding a wick cake in his mouth, and said, "Where have you been? I haven't seen you for a while. You have already changed three pieces of clothes."

Yuan Yunzhong ignored him, took the tea handed over by the boy, took a sip, lay down comfortably on the drunkard's chair again, and picked up the half-opened book.

Shao Qing grew up with him and knew his character. He sat down on the Taishi chair next to him nonchalantly and told the six sons: "Put the snacks on a plate and give them to the young master to try. After all, I worked hard to queue up to buy them. Make a Refreshments would be nice too.”

Yuan Yunzhong lowered his eyes and turned over the book in his hand, saying: "Go back to your room and eat. Don't leave the dregs here."

"Ouch!" Shao Qing jumped up in surprise, "You haven't lost your temper like this in years."

Yuan Yunzhong raised his head and looked at him without saying a word.

He immediately lowered his head, waved his hand and said, "I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now."

He pulled Liu Zi out of the study.

Yuan Yunzhong looked at the book quietly, but the pages were not turned for a long time.

The servant next to him was thinking about whether to give him a cup of tea, but he saw him suddenly close the book page and put it on the small round table next to him with a "snap".

The boy was startled.

Yuan Yunzhong's voice came to my ears: "Where is Shao Qing?"

It took the boy a while to come to his senses and hurriedly said: "I'll go and invite Mr. Shao."

Yuan Yunzhong said nothing.

When the boy saw him, he quickly called Shao Qing over.

Yuan Yunzhong asked Shao Qing: "No one asked anything?"

"What are you asking?" Shao Qing was puzzled, and then he showed a look of realization and praised, "Don't tell me, the corner you chose at random is quite eye-catching. When they see us coming back, people will be able to Pretending like nothing happened, he didn't care. Even if he did strike up a conversation, he wouldn't mention it at all. He would only talk about how the weather was today? Did you eat? "

Yuan Yunzhong looked at him coldly.

Shao Qing immediately shut up, thought carefully for a long time, and said cautiously: "What do you want to ask?"

Yuan Yunzhong had blue veins popping out on his temples. He closed his eyes as if it hurt and said to him: "Get out of the way!"

Shao Qing retreated again inexplicably, and gestured to Liuzi who was standing outside: Do you know why he is crazy?

Liuzi shook his head, also looking confused.

Shao Qing squatted there, thinking for a while but still couldn't figure it out. He simply asked Liu Zi to get him a maza, sat on the maza and continued to wait.

The warm sun was gradually setting, and someone from the kitchen came to ask when dinner would be served.

Shao Qing glanced at the person lying on the drunkard's chair through the hanging bamboo curtain of Xiang Fei, and encouraged Liu Zi: "Go and ask?"

Liuzi waved his hands repeatedly.

Shao Qing thought for a while and asked the meal to be placed in the hall. Then he tiptoed into the study and whispered: "Master, it's time for dinner!"

Yuan Yunzhong opened his eyes, his eyes cold and clear.

Shao Qing laughed twice.

Yuan Yunzhong got up and went to the hall.

He sat at the table and looked at the dishes. As if he remembered something, he said casually: "What is Miss Song doing?"

"Oh!" Shao Qing said immediately, "I have been copying Buddhist scriptures with the two Miss Songs in Mrs. Song's room."

Yuan Yunzhong nodded and started to drink the soup.

When Shao Qing said this, he remembered the news he had just received and said, "Wan Xiaoquan is preparing to press the release deed of jade porcelain from Miss Song's house. Do you see it?"

Yuan Yunzhong nodded slightly and said sternly: "Does Miss Song know?"

"Miss Song doesn't know, right?" Shao Qing asked suspiciously, "We just got the news and are about to send someone to tell her."

Yuan Yunzhong said lightly, and Shao Qingjing waited for a moment without saying anything.

The young master was not prepared to help. This was a difficult matter for Miss Song, but to them it was just a casual remark.

Miss Song has always been quite interesting, why not be a favor?

Shao Qing was thinking about it as the words came to his lips, but looking at Yuan Yunzhong's cold face, he swallowed the words again and thought about how to tell Song Jiyun about this.

Song Jiyun didn't know about this yet.

She accompanied Qian and her two sisters to cut paper and polish ink, and talked about what happened at home these days. She did not think about the changes in Song Daliang's family, nor the difficulties that the kiln factory would face next. It was rare that she felt peaceful. After half a day of writing, I copied seven or eight pages of Buddhist scriptures. When I went back after dinner, I said: "Just leave all the pen and ink here. I will copy a few pages when I have time and see how many I can copy on the first day of October." "

They prepared to bring the offerings to the temple on the first day of October.

Qian helped her straighten her clothes with a smile, and said with a smile: "There's no need to be in such a hurry, as long as you get what you want."

Song Jiyu smiled and took Song Jixue's arm and said, "Sister, I'm not free, we can copy it for you."

The sisters smiled and talked for a long time at the gate of Qian's courtyard before saying goodbye.

But before she even stepped into the courtyard where she lived, Xiang Hairpin told her: "Manager Zheng is back. He said he has something important to come back to you and is waiting in the study in the outer courtyard!"

Song Jiyun turned around and went to the study in the outer courtyard.

Zheng Quan looked solemn and said: "Miss, Mr. Song's kiln factory has poached our kiln factory."

"Tell me, what's going on?" Song Jiyun and him sat down in order, and the little maid served tea and retreated.

Zheng Quan said in a deep voice: "I have been looking up why the masters in those workshops switched jobs to Mr. Song Kiln Factory. I just got some insights. Master Luo came to me and said that there were seven or eight people there in the past few days. A talented apprentice who had not yet started his apprenticeship came to resign. Some of them had signed long-term contracts, including drawing blanks, blowing glaze, and handling stakes. He thought that something was wrong, but he checked and asked. I passed it, but found nothing.

“He felt more and more that something was wrong.

“Just let me find out what’s going on.

"If there is really no problem, our Songjia Kiln Factory is not the one who has to eat the skin and meat without the pig butcher. If they want to leave, they can leave. He will give you the deed to sign and pledge. How much liquidated damages should be charged? Just charge any amount of liquidated damages and no one will force you to stay.”

Song Jiyun sat back on the Grand Master's chair and said thoughtfully: "You went to investigate and found that it was related to Song Daliang's new kiln factory?"

"Yes!" Zheng Quan said, "Not only that, I also discovered that the masters in those workshops had a reason to change jobs, and Mr. Song had a reason to do so, but I haven't found out what the reason was."

At this point, he paused slightly and said, "Mr. Han from the Royal Kiln Factory seems to have agreed to draw a pattern for Mr. Song's kiln factory."