Enter the Room

It's easy to talk to smart people.

Song Jiyun smiled and said, "Your Master, can you ask for any conditions?"

The man looked at the piece of paper, slowly tapped two words on it, and said, "My name is Li Si now?!"

Song Jiyun blinked and smiled, "But my current fiancé is called Li Si!"

The man spread his hands, and Song Jiyun imitated the marriage letter written by her father and landed lightly on the travel notes: "This name is too ugly!"

Song Jiyun's smile remained unchanged, and he said: "Then I have to change my son's place to live. After all, I already have a fiancé, so it's not convenient for you to live here."

The man said: "It's really inconvenient."

Song Jiyun nodded with a smile, and walked straight out of the gauze cabinet, but with her hands on the door of the gauze cabinet, she turned around and walked back as if she suddenly remembered something, and said while walking: "It's been a few days I'm so confused. The incense of this censer needs to be changed. The six sons who serve the son will serve my fiancé in the future, so I can only put the son in the Xikua courtyard."

She said, and began to lightly change the spices for the censer.

"The people living there are all servants. I don't know if you will meet those blind people who treat treasures as gravels and tiles as jade. It will be troublesome if you accidentally hurt people by picking up high and stepping down."

The man said softly and solemnly: "It makes sense. After all, it is a family that can force its granddaughter to marry in Hot Xiao, and there are also servants who bully new servants with high eyesight and low power."

Song Jiyun turned his head.

The man raised his eyebrows.

Their eyes met in the air.

One looked smiling.

One looks serious.

But there are calculations that can only be understood by each other in their eyes.

The air seemed to condense.

The eyes of the two were glued together, and neither of them was willing to back down.

Xiangzan knocked on the door outside and said, "Miss, brother Ah Quan is back."

Song Jiyun smiled slightly, turned and walked out.

When the man put her hand on the door again, he suddenly said: "The name on this marriage certificate is not good!"

Song Jiyun lowered his head and smiled silently, and when he turned around again, he looked serious and said, "Young Master, you can think of a nice name for it."

The man looked pensive, as if he was really thinking about his name.

Song Jiyun had already opened the door of the gauze cupboard, and said: "Since the marriage letter needs to be redrawn, it's not too late for us to talk about it later."

With a "snap", she closed the gauze cabinet again.

*

Zheng Quan rushed back within the time expected by Song Jiyun, and brought back 800,000 taels of silver notes.

"The big shopkeeper said that he was afraid that the money would be too eye-catching, so he scattered it into fifty taels and one hundred taels and deposited it in various banks." He said, "The big shopkeeper also left an address for the young lady, saying that the If the young lady has any errands in the future, just leave him a letter, and he will die."

Song Jiyun looked at it, and found that it was a incense and candle shop next to the Xiangji Temple in Hangzhou City.

Although it is a bit far away, it may be useful someday.

She was very happy that the shopkeeper had lived up to her father's trust.

She handed the note to Zheng Quan again, and said, "You memorized the address, and then burned the note."

Zheng Quan promised.

Song Jiyun asked him about the journey again, knowing that his journey was smooth, he even brought a letter back to Longhushan, and asked him to help find some martial arts martial arts brothers: "I'm afraid I won't reply so soon, we have to wait a few days .”

This is also something that cannot be rushed.

She nodded and said softly: "It's been hard these days, go and see Mother Zheng! After you left, she has been worried about you!"

Zheng Quan patted his head foolishly, and said, "Didn't Missy say that she wants me to go to Nanchang Mansion and Shangrao Mansion?"

"That's not in a hurry." Song Jiyun stroked the red lacquer and gold-painted broken branch flower box containing the silver bills, and said, "With this as confidence, we can talk about the rest after father's funeral."

She originally thought about keeping some money for her eldest uncle, third uncle, etc., but now it seems that there is no need to keep a penny.

She has to make another plan for Nanchang and Shangrao.

Zheng Quan let out a "hmm", and was led by Xiangzan to Madam Zheng.

*

Song Jiyun went back to the gauze cabinet.

The man's eyelids are lowered, his face is calm, as if he is deep in thought.

Song Jiyun smiled and said, "My lord, what do you think my fiancé's name is?"

The man looked at her seriously with his dark eyes, and said, "Chengsi."

Think beautifully!

Chengsi means to inherit, pretending to be her fiancé, and wanting to divide her family's things, is there such a good thing?

"I think it's better to be called Jizu." Song Jiyun said coldly.

Whoever owns it is whoever owns it, and you can leave after the performance is over.

"That's fine!" the man pondered, "Let the sixth son clean up for me, it's really inconvenient for me to live here."

Do you still want to call your servants and servants and pretend to be a rich man?

That's not necessary!

Song Jiyun said with a smile: "My fiancé came from a long way, and he is also a petite guest of our family, so he naturally wants to live in our guest house. It's just that this marriage was decided by my father and my fiancé's family early on, so they should have come to get married a long time ago. , but my fiancé's family is in trouble, and I managed to save enough money this year, so I came here to perform the contract."

In case anyone associates him with that rich young man from the capital.

And keep him under your nose.

She continued; "In this way, when my fiancé leaves Liang County, he can give my family an explanation."

The implication is that this matter is over, and I will let you go.

The man frowned and said, "Isn't that good?"

Song Jiyun said seriously: "What's wrong. My fiancé wants to marry a wife. If he doesn't sell goods from north to south, how can he have money to start a family and start a business? Besides, since my fiancé has become my uncle, we can't watch him decline! This is a business The money is borrowed no matter what."

As she spoke, she leaned over and asked him, "Look, how about one hundred thousand taels?"

The magistrate did not earn much in three years.

The man thought to himself: "People are poor and their aspirations are endless. How can you do business with money from your wife's family?"

Song Jiyun couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Don't think that if Zhang Butcher died, he would eat that bastard pig.

I chose you because I wanted to deal with two things together.

If you don't do it, more people do it?

She said awe-inspiringly: "It's me who saved the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain! You see, I have done what I have to do. How about I send someone to escort you to the capital? You are a foreigner, and you don't know about Poyang Lake. How deep is the water. Not only the water rises every year, but there are also water bandits. Without an escort, it is really difficult to go north safely."

From Liang County to the north, it is the fastest and best to take the waterway, and the waterway must be diverted from Poyang Lake.

The man said distressedly: "It seems that we must do business."

Song Jiyun said: "That's not necessarily the case. If you have a lot of money on your body, it's not safe! It's better to let the local people lead the way."

The man heard the words and handed the marriage letter to Song Jiyun: "Change your name!"

Song Jiyun didn't say anything, and made a new marriage certificate for the man.

The man looked left and right while holding it, as if he had never seen a marriage certificate.

Song Jiyun was already so sleepy that he fell asleep standing up, but now that he had accomplished this important event, his heartstrings relaxed and his sleepiness became even stronger, so he asked his six sons to accompany the man to catch up on sleep.

*

At noon, the yard is full of green shade, and cicadas are singing.

The guard opened the window and came in, seeing his master holding a piece of paper and muttering: "How did she let the Hu family's pine smoke ink fall on the paper like old traces?"

Regarding keeping filial piety, the Zeng family is a mother, so she does not need to keep filial piety for her son. Moreover, in ancient ethics, it is also a kind of unfilial piety if the parents are alive and the children are dead. Therefore, one cannot keep the spirit of seventy-seven forty-nine days.