Enter the Room

In the study in the backyard of the Liang County government office, Magistrate Jiang was reading official documents sent from the capital under the lamp.

Jiang Xiaosi came in with tea: "Sir, you have been reading official documents all day today, please take a break!"

He said, put the tea on the desk, turned around and opened the window.

The sound of pounding rain rushed in along with the moist air, bringing a fresh breath.

Magistrate Jiang couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, put down the official document in his hand, and his eyes fell on the blue and white porcelain high plate with broken branches on the red lacquer and gold tray: "Taishi cakes, jujube cakes, pretzels... which The Beijing-style dim sum here?" He picked it up and took a bite, "It's still from Qingmeikou, and it tastes like Dashunzhai's."

Jiang Xiaosi pursed his lips and smiled, and said: "It was sent by Mr. Xu from the Inspection Department. He said that his family came to see him and brought some snacks. He gave some to everyone he knew."

Magistrate Jiang nodded and took a sip of tea.

A boy ran in and said, "Master Shao is here."

Magistrate Jiang was stunned and said hurriedly: "Let him in quickly."

The boy led Shao Qing in.

Shao Qing was completely wet. Xiaosi quickly took a handkerchief and wiped his face. Magistrate Jiang saw him and said, "Why don't you wear a rain gear? Fortunately, your figure is about the same as mine. Xiaosi, hurry up and let him go." I simmered a bowl of ginger soup with old ginger and brown sugar. You go to my room and give Shao Qing some of the clothes I'm not wearing. The rain in spring doesn't seem like much, but if it really gets wet on you, you'll get seriously ill. Field."

Xiao Si said "Promise" and ran out.

Shao Qing waved his hand towards Magistrate Jiang and said eagerly: "Is the young master here yet?"

Magistrate Jiang was surprised and said, "What happened? I didn't see him."

Shao Qing became anxious and said: "I don't know what's wrong. I was talking to Boss Song nicely, but suddenly his face changed, and he said he was coming to find you. I disappeared while I was holding an umbrella."

Magistrate Jiang also changed his face.

Yuan Yunzhong had a habit of getting lost, and those close to him knew it.

Otherwise, Shao Qing would not have followed Yuan Yunzhong to Liang County for business.

"You drink a bowl of ginger soup first." County Magistrate Jiang said, "I will order you to go down and find someone with you." He also comforted Shao Qing, "Liang County is so big, and he has extraordinary skills. Nine out of ten , Ninth is as lost as before.”

How could Shao Qing think about drinking ginger soup? When County Magistrate Jiang ordered all the yamen servants, everyone left the county yamen together.

The rain fell harder and harder, hitting the lush trees, bluestone road slabs, tung oil umbrellas and bamboo hats, making a crackling sound.

Shao Qing, County Magistrate Jiang and others searched back and forth between the county government and the Song family for several times without finding anyone, so everyone split up and searched everywhere.

There was a burst of thunder and lightning, and a hole seemed to be torn in the sky. Rain poured down from the eaves and roofs, gathering into small streams.

The coir raincoat has become a decoration.

Magistrate Jiang wiped the rainwater from his face and shouted loudly to the government servant beside him who could no longer see his face clearly: "Is there any news from Mr. Shao?"

The yamen servant shook his head, and then thinking that neither of them could clearly see each other's expressions, he shouted loudly: "I've sent someone to check, but there's no reply yet."

Magistrate Jiang stood on the archway with a sullen face for a moment, and said to the people around him: "Let's go back to the county government and the Song family to look for them."

Everyone looked at each other and gathered around. Seeing Magistrate Jiang going to Song's house without saying a word, they couldn't say a word and followed Magistrate Jiang silently.

The group of people hurriedly turned the corner and suddenly saw a person walking staggeringly in the middle of the street flooded by rain.

Everyone was shocked, Jiang Xiaosi had already rushed over.

"Sir! It's Mr. Yuan!" He shouted in surprise.

Magistrate Jiang had already run over in three steps and two steps at a time.

Yuan Yunzhong was soaked all over. The rainwater flowed down his hair and clothes, and formed a small puddle at his feet.

And his bewildered look shocked Magistrate Jiang even more.

Yuan Yunzhong has not been an obedient child since he was a child. Even if he was questioned by scholars like Mr. Jinghu when he was a child, he never doubted himself.

But now...

Magistrate Jiang was panicking and hurriedly took off his soaked raincoat. While putting it on Yuan Yunzhong, he said anxiously: "What happened? Is there anything you can't discuss with me? Even if I can't do it, isn't there Huang?" Is Senior Brother also in Jiangxi? If that’s not possible, I can rush it 800 miles away and send a letter to the capital!”

"Senior brother?" Yuan Yunzhong looked at Magistrate Jiang with confusion, his eyes were empty and dull, like the clay statue of Bodhisattva. Although he was tall and handsome, he had no energy.

Magistrate Jiang felt a pain in his heart and immediately said "Hey" and reached out to help Yuan Yunzhong.

However, Yuan Yunzhong tilted his body and fell down.

*

Song Jiuyun was lying on the black mother-of-pearl painted bed with curtains, listening to the wind and rain outside, as if she was hiding in a small house. No matter how busy it was outside, she had her own corner.

Usually, this is Song Jiuyun's favorite moment.

But tonight, she couldn't sleep even if she closed her eyes. Until the sky gradually became brighter, the wind and rain stopped, and the hairpin came to help her wake up, she was still a little unhappy. Even after having breakfast, she excused herself from spring sleep and slept until the sunset in the afternoon. She didn't wake up until Grandma Zheng worriedly touched her forehead.

I don't know when the rain stopped. The little maids opened the window lattice, and the fresh air mixed with the fragrant fragrance of flowers poured in.

Song Jiyun took a deep breath.

Aunt Zheng said: "I was shocked. I thought the young lady went to the Wuming Temple to blow the wind yesterday, so she didn't dare to disturb the madam, so she sent someone to ask for a doctor. The doctor will come later and diagnose your Ping An pulse. I will also So relieved.”

Song Jiyun leaned on the big pillow beside the bed and smiled, and asked about Song Jiyu's marriage: "Has anyone been sent over there to deliver the letter?"

Speaking of this matter, Grandma Zheng suddenly became very excited: "Why didn't you send someone here?! Not only did they send someone to discuss the second lady's marriage, but they also brought a gift list to thank the matchmaker. Not to mention, there were three or four gift lists. A rare act of generosity.”

"Isn't that great?" Song Jiyun smiled, took a deep breath, cheered up, and hid those chaotic thoughts in his heart.

Time will heal everything.

Aunt Zheng personally served Song Jiyun to do her makeup, and they went to Qian's place together.

Qian was counting her dowry with several personal maids and women, and instructs Song Jiuxue to help rearrange the account book.

Seeing Song Jiyun come in, Song Jixue immediately dropped her pen and complained to her with a pouted mouth: "I haven't finished the homework assigned to me by my brother-in-law, and my mother insisted on asking me to help her organize the account books. This is not a particularly difficult task. . Manager Wu can do it easily. If Manager Wu is not available, he can just go to the accounting room of the kiln factory and transfer a steward. Asking me to help register and make the books is simply killing a chicken with a sledgehammer, overqualifying the talent for underutilizing it!"

I'm afraid that this arithmetic class will also be discontinued in the future.

Song Jiyun touched Song Jiuxue's head lovingly and asked Mrs. Qian, "Mother, why are you suddenly clearing out your dowry?"

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