Enter the Room

Yuan Yunzhong walked back and forth in the study.

What do you mean, no reply for fourteen days?

What does it mean that the crime does not go so far?

Does he want to fine Shao Qing his allowance?

With Shao Qing's small salary, how could he not subsidize him with a large amount of money every month!

He was annoyed that Shao Qing didn't send the news about Song Jiyun back in time.

Yuan Yunzhong stopped and his eyes fell on the plum blossoms again.

I wonder what Song Jiyun is doing now?

He had arranged everything that could be foreseen along the way. Even the house he lived in in Nanjing was carefully selected.

She should be fine.

But there are no absolutes.

What if she really encounters something difficult?

Just thinking about it made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, like a ray of light on his back.

Yuan Yunzhong couldn't help but gently touch the red petals dyed with ocher with his fingertips.

He should have stopped her from going to Nanjing in the first place!

Wait, why was he so nervous about her? He knew she was going to Nanjing and prepared everything for her.

Could it be that... he fell in love with Song Jiyun? !

Yuan Yunzhong's whole body went stiff, his mind went blank, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

impossible! !

he said to himself.

But Song Jiuyun's bright smile, his cuteness when he was angry, and his beauty when he was angry, all seemed to be engraved in his heart and appeared in his mind one by one.

Yuan Yunzhong stood quietly in front of the screen.

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When Zheng Quan measured the dimensions of each place and ran into the study room excitedly, he found that Yuan Yunzhong had already cut out several one-foot-square pieces of white wax paper and was standing in front of the large desk, bowing his head and sprinkling ink. , with the word "福" written on it.

Didn't you tell him to cut the paper?

Zheng Quan didn't understand.

He came closer to take a look.

Yuan Yunzhong wrote Han Li.

The font is square and round, with different postures but strong and strong, majestic and free-spirited, and extremely beautiful.

He couldn't help but praise dryly: "The word "Master" is really well written!"

Yuan Yunzhong raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

It seems to be saying: Isn’t it the right thing to write well?

Zheng Quan smiled sarcastically.

Yuan Yunzhong pointed to the white wax paper piled next to him.

Zheng Quan hurriedly ran over and began to cut the paper hummingly.

The gate is five feet long, the hanging flower gate is three feet long; the courtyard gate of the inner house is three feet long, and the water pavilion in the back garden is four feet long...

He finally cut out all the necessary paper, but Yuan Yunzhong stood in front of the screen with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the plum blossoms on the water map. It looked like he was not looking at a map to relieve the cold, but more like It's like looking at a picture of mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.

Is Mr. Yuan worried about the eldest lady?

Zheng Quan thought in hindsight.

He couldn't help comforting Yuan Yunzhong: "Don't worry, since our eldest lady has decided to go to Nanjing, she must have already made up her mind. Besides, there is brother Shao Qing following her, so she will be fine!"

Yuan Yunzhong said nothing and turned back to look at him deeply.

Zheng Quan touched his head sheepishly.

Ever since Yuan Yunzhong took Song Jiyun's place to attend the grand ceremony at the Feng Temple, there has been constant talk about Song Jiyun going to Nanjing to sell porcelain.

Some said she was brave and resourceful, some said she was not afraid of tigers as a newborn, and some said she was arrogant.

Especially after Wan Xiaoquan recovered from his illness and began to appear in charge of the imperial kiln factory, many rumors spread from nowhere, saying that Song Jiyun did not know whether to live or die, and that he wanted to go to Nanjing to dock after offending Eunuch Wan. Not to mention anything else, it was not that easy for the Xiaguan Inspection Department, not to mention that the eunuchs were all in the same group. Eunuch Wan also had connections in Nanjing, so Song Jiyun was careful not to return.

In addition, Yuan Yunzhong had not heard from Song Jiyun for some days, and Zheng Quan was inevitably worried. The day before yesterday, he and Liu Zi got together to talk about this matter, but Yuan Yunzhong, who walked quietly, heard the whole thing.

Yuan Yunzhong rarely said a word to him at that time: "That's because someone deliberately spread the news and wanted to take advantage of your eldest daughter's absence to purchase kilns and workshops."

Later it was proved that Yuan Yunzhong was right.

At this time, old things were brought up again, and Zheng Quan was greatly embarrassed.

However, Yuan Yunzhong did not embarrass him.

Yuan Yunzhong walked back to the big bookcase, took out a piece of white wax paper, and began to write the Spring Festival couplets.

Zheng Quan came over to help him fold the paper in half again, and said, "I'm not worried about others laughing at the eldest lady. The eldest lady has been different from others since she was a child. No matter what you say, she will do whatever she wants." It has to be done. If she doesn't want to do it, no matter what you say, she won't be moved.

“Exceptionally opinionated.

"It was the eldest lady's own idea to go to Nanjing. I was afraid that something would happen to her and she would be unhappy. The master has gone and I am not with her. She doesn't even have anyone to talk to. I can't think of anything in my heart. It doesn’t feel right.”

Zheng Quan is not a talkative person, but Yuan Yunzhong is even less talkative. Although he was a little afraid of Yuan Yunzhong before, he somehow found him trustworthy.

Yuan Yunzhong lowered his head, opened the folded white wax paper one by one, laid it out on the big desk, and said, "Does she have something to say, except for the second master and you, not even the wife?"

Zheng Quan was busy hanging up the couplets and blessing words written by Yuan Yunzhong. He didn't even notice his raised eyebrows, which were as sharp as a sword. Instead, he sighed and said in a vague tone: "Once upon a time The wife thinks that the eldest lady will get married sooner or later. She only needs to be literate and able to calculate accounts. Making porcelain is too hard."

The implication is that Qian did not agree with Song Jiyun learning to make porcelain from Song Youliang, so Song Jiyun and Song Youliang were closer.

After hearing this, Yuan Yunzhong was stunned for a long time.

Zheng Quan said in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

Yuan Yunzhong said after a long while: "I thought your eldest lady was forced to do so!"

It took Zheng Quan a while to understand what he was talking about.

He couldn't help laughing and said: "Are you talking about the eldest lady in our family being in charge of the family? If the master had not left, the eldest lady might not be in charge of the family. But if you say that the eldest lady was forced, that may not be entirely correct. If our eldest daughter doesn’t want to do anything, no one can force her to do it!”

"Is that so?" Yuan Yunzhong murmured.

In a room, Zheng Quan didn't hear clearly what he said, but his tone made him feel a little sad no matter how he heard it.

But what is there to be sad about Yuan Yunzhong?

He is usually more vicious than their eldest daughter!

Zheng Quan wondered if he had heard wrongly. Aunt Zheng brought a few boys to give Yuan Yunzhong spring clothes.

Seven or eight camphor wood-wrapped boxes with copper corners were so full of clothes that you couldn't even put your hands in them. But Grandma Zheng still said: "I'm sorry, sir. It's too late this year to send people to Suzhou and Hangzhou to buy new materials. You need to get dressed first, and then make some pieces of Hu silk and Hangzhou silk when spring comes."

When he was done, he took out a smoke-blue mink fur cloak with brocade of Baoxiang flowers and said, "I just brought it out early this morning. Sir, try to see if it fits you. I might as well get it altered and wear it during the Chinese New Year."

Zheng Quan's eyes almost popped out.

This is called grievance.

All of his clothes combined don't have as much as Yun Yunzhong's this season.

But before Yuan Yunzhong put on the big cloak, a little maid serving Qian ran in panting and said in panic: "Mother Zheng, Mother Zheng, go quickly, madam, madam is about to give birth." !”