Enter the Room

"What the hell are you talking about?!" Shao Qing yelled angrily, breaking the calm of the cave.

He stood up and was about to jump down, but Deng Chen held him back.

"Calm down!" He advised Shao Qing, "What if... something happens to Mr. Yuan, I need your help! You can't be messy at this time!"

Xu Guangzeng also advised Shao Qing: "A little impatience will ruin the big plan. Get the people up first."

"Yes, yes!" Those people from the government offices, inspection department, and health center who came to rescue people also advised, "No one wants this to happen. It's better to bury the person in peace and get the person up first. Bar!"

Someone else said there: "Should we quickly find Taoist priests and monks to come over and do the spiritual salvation in the Taoist temple before the people are far away?"

Only those who have died in vain need to be saved, because they are afraid that their souls will not be separated from the world.

Shao Qing immediately became angry and punched the person who was speaking: "What nonsense are you talking about?! There is no need to find a Taoist monk, I will save you first!"

"Master Shao!"

"Master Shao!"

The small cave was in chaos.

Song Jiuyun's head was buzzing, as if he was covered in a glass cover. All the chaotic images were isolated one by one outside the glass cover, making it difficult to hear and see clearly.

She sat there, motionless, as if frozen by the cold wind in the cave.

Until County Magistrate Jiang came over with a sad look and softly called "Miss Song."

Song Jiuyun raised his head and looked at County Magistrate Jiang blankly.

The eyes that were originally as clear and lively as gurgling spring water in the mountains were now like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.

Magistrate Jiang sighed secretly, hesitated for a long time, and said, "I'm sorry."

Others didn't know it, but Magistrate Jiang knew in his heart that no matter what the so-called marriage between Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong contained, the Yuan family definitely didn't know about it.

Yuan Yunzhong was so unclear now that he left without even leaving a word. When the Yuan family came to deal with Yuan Yunzhong's funeral, Song Jiyun even wanted to burn incense and cry as a confidante. It is impossible that the field is not justified.

He couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "No one expected that things would turn out like this... Don't be too sad. People who are alive will have to live this life."

Song Jiyun nodded silently.

Magistrate Jiang smiled bitterly, but had to hand her the belt in his hand to look at, and said, "Look, is this what Yunzhong is wearing?"

During this period, Yuan Yunzhong's food and clothing expenses were all taken care of by the Song family.

Only then did Song Jiyun's eyes move a little, and slowly moved to Magistrate Jiang's hand.

It was a navy blue belt, embroidered with a pattern of Baoxiang flowers, and the corners of the pattern were outlined with gold and silver threads. Compared with the ordinary Baoxiang flower patterns, the heavy pattern was more three-dimensional and gorgeous.

Before her father passed away, she and her father discussed together and decided on the painting style for the custom-made porcelain of Prince Huai's Mansion.

Later, because the craftsmanship was too complicated, the gold and silver hooks were removed. At some point, her mother found them and used them on Yuan Yunzhong's belt.

She is forever lost.

First it was his father, then Yuan Yunzhong.

"Yes!" She said hoarsely, "My mother bought it for Mr. Yuan."

Magistrate Jiang's eyes dimmed instantly: "I picked this up from below."

He looked down at the hole.

Shao Qing sat on the ground blankly, while Deng Chen and Xu Guangzeng were discussing how to get the person up.

Magistrate Jiang turned around sadly.

But he saw Song Jiuyun's eyes also falling on the entrance of the cave below, with water shining in the corners of his eyes.

He shook his head slightly.

If I had known today, why bother in the beginning.

If Song Jiyun had not rejected Yuan Yunzhong...

Magistrate Jiang couldn't help but handed the belt to Song Jiyun and said, "Miss Song, do you want to stay and think about it?"

When the Yuan family arrived, it would be difficult for her to take another look at it, let alone the belt.

Song Jiyun lowered his eyes, stared at the belt for a long time, and finally said hoarsely: "No need."

Those who remember will always remember, but those who don’t remember, these things are just faded embroidery in the end.

Magistrate Jiang was surprised.

He didn't expect Song Jiyun to be so hard-hearted.

He immediately felt bad for Yuan Yunzhong and couldn't help but said: "Miss Song, do you know that before Yunzhong's accident, he had already been transferred to Liang County Magistrate?"

Song Jiuyun was shocked.

"Before he visited Jiangxi, he served in the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He was already a third-rank official. But the magistrate of Liang County was only a fifth-rank official." Magistrate Jiang thought of Yuan Yunzhong's efforts for this purpose, and his voice became three points lower. , "Such an appointment is unheard of. If Yunzhong wants to achieve his goal, there are only two ways to go. One is to resign, re-select, and demote himself. The other is to accept the emperor's consent and join the post as a stipend official."

Song Jiyun was stunned.

County magistrate Jiang said: "Miss Song may not know much about the affairs of the court. Yunzhong was born in a serious two-ranked Jinshi, and he was from the Hanlin Academy. The imperial court has a saying that 'non-Jinshi will not enter the Hanlin, and non-Hanlin will not join the cabinet' Yunzhong is the only son, and his family has high hopes for him. Being an official is a sacred order of the emperor. Without selection by the staff and recommendation by the cabinet, it is not a serious background. No matter how great the future official is , will also be criticized. What's more, he may also resign.

“He even entrusted someone with the house he bought in the capital when he was an official, and planned to buy a family property in Liang County.

"Miss Song, Yunzhong treats you with a cold heart. Please remember Miss Song someday when you were young and don't forget that there once was such a person."

After he finished speaking, he walked away.

Song Jiyun stood there blankly.

she does not know.

She thought they just met by chance when they were young.

Even if there is friendship, it will gradually turn yellow over time.

When Yuan Yunzhong wrote the book under the lamp, was he filled with joy?

When he decided to live in Liang County, was he full of longing?

Song Jiyun felt as if he had a piece of broken gall in his mouth.

Someone once held a sincere heart in front of her, but she turned a blind eye because of the stereotype.

She was born in two lives in vain.

In fact, she still lives in the original world, and has never truly looked at the people around her who are full of kindness to her with a sincere heart.

Song Jiuyun covered his face.

"Miss Song!" Magistrate Jiang came back at some point, "I'm sorry."

He said apologetically: "Please forgive me for my rude words. You have nothing wrong with Yunzhong. I am too narrow-minded and think that death is like a lamp going out. Such a good Yunzhong, who was smart, chivalrous and courageous, is gone like this, no more In a few years, no one except his relatives may remember him, and I just, my heart aches for him..."

"I know!" Song Jiyun wiped his tears and choked, "It's just that missing someone doesn't necessarily mean leaving a thought."

Magistrate Jiang nodded: "I am the one who fell behind!"

Seeing Song Jiyun's tears falling uncontrollably, he took out a square handkerchief and gave it to her.

Song Jiyun took the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly a hesitant voice came from my ears: "You, what are you doing?"