Enter the Room

"What does it have to do with you?" Yuan Yunzhong said coldly, stood up and left.

Magistrate Jiang quickly stopped him and said: "Oh, don't get angry because of shame! Now that so many kilns and workshops in Jingdezhen are involved in the Ning Wang smuggling case, what will happen to these people? You are the governor, so you have to get a charter Come out!"

Yuan Yunzhong said impatiently: "Didn't Emperor Taizu say that anyone who alienates relatives will be killed? What does their own affairs have to do with us? Didn't the emperor already issue an edict to reprimand Prince Ning? Do we still want to overstep our bounds? The Emperor cannot convict Prince Ning! As long as they don't irritate the common people, they can play whatever they want."

Magistrate Jiang touched his chin and said pretendingly: "What a pity! Deng Chen and Xu Guangzeng came over but didn't even smell the soup."

Yuan Yunzhong ignored him and called Shao Qing, who was dozing off against the pillar outside the door because he had not been able to sleep for two nights, back to Song's house.

But when the carriage stopped at the gate of the Song family, it suddenly started to rain lightly.

Raindrops fell on the bluestone slabs, quickly making the ground wet.

"Uncle!"

"Uncle!"

The servants of the Song Mansion greeted Yuan Yunzhong respectfully and came over with a tung oil umbrella. In addition to their usual politeness, they looked at him with a little more awe.

It seems that everyone has heard about the Wind Temple.

Yuan Yunzhong said "Hmm" coldly and arrogantly as before, got off the carriage, and met Song Jiyun who was sending Master Yan and others out.

"Master Yuan!" Everyone saluted him respectfully, a little more reserved and uneasy than usual.

People like them would only have contact with the county magistrate at most, and those with better luck could meet the prefect. But being able to talk to a living governor at such a close distance... In the past, they would never have dared to think about it.

Yuan Yunzhong nodded and said politely: "Go back!"

But his eyes fell on Song Jiyun.

Song Jiuyun was a little surprised.

Although Yuan Yunzhong was arrogant, he was never rude in public. However, although he looked the same as usual, she felt that he was a little uneasy.

The thought flashed through her mind, Yuan Yunzhong was already standing side by side with her, and even said to Master Yan and others: "Come and play at home when you have time!"

He looked like a master.

Master Yan and others immediately became excited.

Although as long as they curry favor with Song Jiyun, they are currying favor with Yuan Yunzhong, but indirect contact with Yuan Yunzhong and direct contact with Yuan Yunzhong are two different things. Now that they have the opportunity to catch up with Yuan Yunzhong, of course they hope to talk to Yuan Yunzhong.

"Definitely, definitely!" Everyone nodded repeatedly, and someone boldly invited Yuan Yunzhong: "I didn't know that Lord Yuan was coming to Jingdezhen. Jingdezhen is so dazzling. We would like to prepare some wine and invite Lord Yuan to have a gathering at Taohuaju. I wonder if Mr. Yuan is free?"

Yuan Yunzhong glanced at Song Jiyun.

As if asking her, should I go?

In the past, Yuan Yunzhong never asked for her opinion, he just did whatever he wanted. Could it be that because his identity was exposed, he wanted to give her a bit of a thumbs-down, so he deliberately left all these matters to her to decide?

Song Jiuyun thought about it, thinking of his indifferent temperament, and took the initiative to decline for Yuan Yunzhong: "There is a chance! There are quite a lot of things during this period."

The man said hurriedly: "That's it, that's it! Mr. Yuan, you are busy, you are busy. The days are long."

Yuan Yunzhong nodded.

Several people took the umbrellas from the Song family servants and left happily.

From a distance, Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong could still hear them teasing each other intermittently: "You are so lucky! Mr. Yuan actually agreed!"

"You must be very brave! You dare to invite Lord Yuan to drink!"

"Promise, promise! Support the bold to death, and starve the timid to death."

"I think you're not brave, you just want to die!"

Song Jiyun couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, and asked Yuan Yunzhong: "Why are you back at this time? Have you finished all your things? Is everything going well?"

It's no different than usual.

Yuan Yunzhong was a little confused.

Isn't she going to tell him about concealing her identity?

Yuan Yunzhong felt a little panicked for no reason. He held a tung oil umbrella and Song Jiuyun and went to the inner house. He said coldly and arrogantly as usual: "It's nothing important! I said a few words to Magistrate Jiang."

The wind blew gently, wetting the hems of their clothes, and the smell of earth mixed with young herbs was felt, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Song Jiyun smiled and said, "You and County Magistrate Jiang have known each other before, right?"

coming! coming!

Yuan Yunzhong immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said in a lighter tone: "Well! His father once served as my father's master. Later, his father died young and he had some talent in reading, so my father took him in. In my family, he has been told to read and write since he was a child, and he is considered my senior brother."

No wonder he helped her.

Song Jiyun felt a little complicated and sighed in his heart.

Thinking that the two of them had not had a good conversation since the Feng Temple, she thought of a pavilion in the peach blossom forest around the corner, and simply invited him to sit in the pavilion: "Let's have a conversation!"

coming! coming!

Yuan Yunzhong's hand holding the umbrella handle tightened involuntarily, and he and Song Jiyun went to the pavilion.

It still feels cool when it rains in early spring.

The hairpins and others were carrying cushions and small clay stoves, boiling water, making tea, and filling tea snacks and fruits. After almost two cups of tea, the two of them sat down on the beauty's chair.

Song Jiyun sent the hairpin and others away, and then said to Yuan Yunzhong: "I have always been indebted to you for your care, and I haven't formally thanked you yet!"

With a smile, she put a piece of snow-white Dingsheng cake for him on a small blue and white porcelain plate and handed it to him: "Previously, Magistrate Jiang took great care of me because of you. If you hadn't arrived in time today, I wouldn't have had it." You know how to end it!"

Yuan Yunzhong looked at her catkins, which were more delicate and white than Dingsheng cake, and felt a little tight in his heart.

"You're welcome!" He hesitated for a moment, then took the small plate and said nonchalantly, "You can definitely think of a way without me!"

"Then you think too highly of me." Song Jiyun sighed, "Under power, everything will be destroyed, and it cannot be done by human power."

She shook her head, as if being blown around by the wind.

Yuan Yunzhong suddenly laughed.

Instantly lit up the somewhat gloomy pavilion.

"Master Wang is like a mountain torrent." He took a bite of the cake and felt completely relaxed.

Song Jiyun formally thanked him very solemnly and sincerely, and then discussed the next steps with him: "I know that everyone has misunderstood you because of me. Can you please remain silent when you are in Jingdezhen?" When this period of time has passed and you have returned to Beijing, I will explain it to everyone."

She had to keep her filial piety anyway.

I just felt a little sorry for Yuan Yunzhong. People were about to leave, so I had to continue to help her.

She clasped her hands together and bowed towards Yuan Yunzhong.