Enter the Room

Yuan Yunzhong kept his word and said he wouldn't interfere.

The Xiong family chose two auspicious days for the Song family to choose from, one on the second day of February when the dragon raises its head, and the other on the third day of March for the Shangsi Festival. These two days are both good times for outings. At this time of year, there are crowds of people outside and inside the city. It is very convenient to "occasionally bump into" acquaintances, say hello, say a few words, or even go to burn incense together. Ordinary things.

However, Song Jiuyun had previously promised Yuan Yunzhong to fly a kite together on the second day of February, so the best day to see each other would be March 3rd.

Song Jiyun discussed with Qian, but Qian wanted to set it on the second day of February.

She felt that in this way, she could justifiably reject the agreement with Yuan Yunzhong. After Yuan Yunzhong left, the Song family and Song Jiyun would have less gossip.

Song Jiyun understood his mother's mood very well.

She went to discuss with Wu Yunzhong to see if she could change the date.

Yuan Yunzhong is painting in the study.

On the large maroon book desk, a few tender yellow winter jasmine flowers are inserted slantly in a pea green jade vase with cicada-wing patterns, as if bringing in the bright spring day.

Yuan Yunzhong asked his six sons to make tea for Song Jiuyun, and he insisted on finishing the last few strokes before taking the hot handkerchief handed over by the boy and asking her: "But the date for the two girls to meet each other has been set?"

Second girl, is that the name from the north?

Song Jiyun didn't understand much beyond the boundaries of Liang County.

She smiled and nodded, standing next to the desk.

Yuan Yunzhong painted a picture of a civet cat. He has a black back and white belly, and fluffy hair. He is lying on his side under the peony bushes. His round, fat face is tense and he looks very majestic. If it were not for the wrong size, he would look like a mountain king.

"This cat is beautiful!" Song Jiyun praised, "What's its name?"

It is impossible to draw such a lifelike cat without the real thing.

"Pan Xue!" Yuan Yunzhong looked at her with soft eyes, "It's a cat I raised."

"It's very beautiful!" Song Jiuyun looked at it carefully and praised again, "The name is also good. When you turn over, the snow is as white as snow. It really seems like you have turned the snow over."

Yuan Yunzhong raised the corners of his mouth and said, "You are right to say that. Just like it!"

"What?" His last sentence was too soft, and Song Jiyun didn't understand it.

"Nothing!" Yuan Yunzhong and Song Jiyun sat down at the round table in the hall, and Shao Qing came in with a plate of golden oranges.

In the past, this was nothing. But today, when even eating a lychee would kill dozens of horses, having such well-preserved oranges in the spring is not something you can do just by having money.

She couldn't help but wonder: "Where did the oranges come from?"

Shao Qing smiled and said: "This is a gift from Deng Chen!"

"Deng Chen!" Song Jiyun muttered, "Liang County Inspection Chief?"

"Well!" Shao Qing didn't notice anything at all, and told her everything, "He is a relative of the British government. The smuggling case of Prince Ning, everyone held their breath and wanted to tear off a piece of flesh from him, and Liang Liang Don’t the people in the County Inspection Department all have problems? The young master took care of them all, and the British father immediately sent Deng Chen over, hoping to use this case to make a contribution and make his career smoother in the future."

Song Jiyun thought of the commander of Xudu.

She smiled and said: "Same as Mr. Xu?"

Yuan Yunzhong glanced at her.

Shao Qing had already taken an orange and handed it to Song Jiyun, and said with a smile: "It's not the same. Xu Guangzeng committed a crime in the capital and couldn't stay any longer. It happened that the original commander of the Jiangxi capital had to stop King Ning from occupying the people's ancestral tombs. The hunting ground was broken into by King Ning Qingtian in broad daylight. The commander of the capital took off his official uniform and fought ten battles with his staff. He resigned in anger and quit. The emperor transferred Xu Guangzeng over. First, to give the British company face, and secondly, I also heard that he is known as the 'little bully' in the capital, and I thought he could restrain Prince Ning."

At this point, he curled his lips and said: "However, I think Xu Guangzeng should not just restrain Prince Ning, it would be good if he doesn't collude with him."

Song Jiyun thought about Xu Guangzeng's words and deeds at the Feng Temple, and felt that what Shao Qing said was quite reasonable.

Yuan Yunzhong, on the other hand, softly shouted "Okay" and sent Shao Qing to pack some oranges and bring some to Qian for Song Jiyun to taste, and then brought the topic to Song Jiyu again: "When is the date set? Where can we meet?"

Song Jiyun said with a smile: "The Xiong family chose two days, one is the second day of February and the other is the third day of March. My mother thinks the second day of February is good. Let's see what the Xiong family's child looks like early. If it doesn't work, she can I wish I could have pushed it earlier, so that others would not have their wishes frustrated and become resentful.”

"Madam, you are right." Yuan Yunzhong showed no resistance or displeasure.

I didn't expect that things would be resolved so satisfactorily.

Song Jiuyun's smile became a little more cheerful: "The place is temporarily set at Wuming Temple."

She said: "Every year on the second day of February, Bao'en Temple organizes Taoist priests to provide free medical consultations to nearby people. At this time, there are so many people that it's hard to squeeze in. The porcelain Guanyin Bodhisattva in Baxian Temple is still there, and many people in the market towns below People gather in groups and go to the Eight Immortals Temple to watch it, and there are probably a lot of people there. It’s better to go to the Wuming Temple.”

"I can do it!" Yuan Yunzhong looked at her and said with great interest, "The second girl's marriage is more important. There are few people in Wuming Temple, and there is just enough space for us to fly kites. If the third girl doesn't want to fly kites, they will , you can also dig bamboo shoots like you said, and maybe you can bring them back to make a dish."

Immediately arranged everything for that day.

Only then did Song Jiyun realize that not only was he not ready to give up this spring outing, but he had also become one of the people who helped Song Jiyu look at her.

She was silent for a moment and said: "Mr. Yuan, isn't it too boring? We originally wanted to invite Mr. Song Eleven to go to Wuming Temple for an outing, but he thought it was a woman's business, so Aunt Eleven went with us. That’s it.”

Yuan Yunzhong sneered: "This is a lifelong event, how can you not go just because it's boring? I can understand why several princesses can't get married."

Seeing Yuan Yunzhong, who was rarely full of enthusiasm, Song Jiuyun could not help but pour a ladle of cold water on his head, telling him that her mother had no intention of letting him go.

She could only apologize to Mr. Song Shiyi in her heart, who didn't say "boring" so she didn't want to go with him. She said to Yuan Yunzhong with a smile: "Okay! I'll go back to Xiong's house and meet at Wuming Temple on the second day of February. .”

Yuan Sezhong nodded.

Song Jiyun went to his mother's house carrying the oranges that he couldn't push away.

Mrs. Qian didn't want Yuan Yunzhong's things, but Song Jiuxue cheered and called the maids close to her, saying, "Let's make little orange lanterns."

Ever since Yuan Yunzhong told her to make a kite, she wanted to do whatever she saw.

The day before yesterday, I saw Xiang Yang bringing his proud closed disciple to Song Jiyun to talk about something. She also asked Xiang Yang's disciple to tell her to pull the billet, and even said in a nice way: "Dad gave us a bowl when we were born. Give it to us, except Xiaosi doesn’t have one, I’ll pull one for her.”

She didn't want to make a bowl for Xiaosi, she just thought it was fun.

But Song Jiyun came from a previous life and felt that this was much better than rigidly suppressing Song Jiuxue's studies.

She gave strong support and even kept Xiang Yang's apprentice.

Song Jiuxue took a few oranges and ran away with the maid who was serving her.

Qian couldn't even call her back.

She also said loudly: "Brother-in-law said that you can't accept things given by others. The things he gave to me are mine."