Enter the Room

Song Jiyun was in the small tea room next to the mourning hall, listening to Wu Guanshi, who was in charge of the funeral, report: "...over the grave, the steward has been arranged to bring twenty young men to guard the door and manage the sacrifice. The drummer and Xiyue are also arranged. I specially invited someone from Nanchang Mansion to sprinkle money, and said that with a raised arm, the paper money can be three feet high and can fall from the sky like snowflakes."

"Have the people carrying the banners and paper bundles settled down?" Song Jiyun asked.

Steward Wu hurriedly said: "Everything has been arranged. Forty people will carry the flags and pavilions, and forty people will carry the paper bundles."

After speaking, he also handed the roster to Song Jiyun: "The one who knocked the castanets invited Chen Yu to be the one who raised the coffin, and the one who lifted the coffin invited Master Jiyuan of Baoen Temple."

Song Jiyun took a look at the roster, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Tomorrow my mother will definitely go to the funeral too. Her body can't stand the pain. You arrange a sedan chair to serve her, the bearer and the person who will accompany the sedan chair, I will wait a while Let the incense hairpin be given to you. You should keep an eye on it yourself, and don’t make any mistakes when the time comes.”

Steward Wu answered "yes" repeatedly, hesitated for a moment, and said, "We haven't got the eulogy from Grandpa Song Jiu..."

Grandpa Song Jiu is a scholar of the Song family, and he is invited to come forward for matters that require literary talent.

And the eulogy should have been written days earlier.

It can be seen that everyone's thoughts are not on the funeral at all.

Song Jiyun suppressed his anger, and said: "You can go to the Jiu Taiye's mansion to ask in the afternoon. If you haven't, you can pay a scholar to help write an article. With a heavy reward, there must be a brave man."

Steward Wu was originally the steward of their family, and he knew how the Second Household behaved, so he didn't ask how much money was appropriate.

Song Jiyun returned the roster to Wu Guanshi, and said, "Have you not found the elder yet?"

Steward Wu smiled wryly.

What Song Daliang was talking about was helping with the funeral, but this specific matter depended on the supervision of their second wife, and Song Jiyun made the decision.

Rather than saying that Song Daliang was helping with the funeral, it would be better to say that Song Jiyun was doing the funeral himself.

However, seeing that Song Jiyun is so capable, the stewards of the second room couldn't help feeling a little more hopeful in their hearts.

If the second wife is a boy in her womb, and the eldest lady takes care of her, the second room will not be separated, and those who are in charge can still eat a bowl of rice from the boss.

Song Jiyun simply said: "Is there anything else that needs to be resolved urgently? I have finalized the regulations here. If the old man comes, you can give him a look. If he doesn't come, it's okay, just do as I said. If Someone is chirping, tell him to come to me."

Manager Wu showed joy, and asked about tomorrow's luncheon: "My lord said he sent his servants over there, but I figured out that there are more than forty tables. The servants at home have never seen such a big battle." , I’m afraid I can’t afford it. I think it’s better to leave it to the restaurants outside. They can also bring tables, chairs and dishes.”

Song Jiyun said: "Just do as you say!"

The two discussed it for a while, and it was not until lunch time that everything was arranged properly.

Manager Wu was busy arranging the funeral arrangements tomorrow, while Song Jiyun had lunch with Song Jiyu who stayed in the mourning hall, and then went to Qian's place.

Just halfway, Madam Zheng caught up with her.

"Early this morning, the Eldest Master, Third Master, and Ninth Grand Master all went to my uncle's place." She reported to Song Jiyun in a low voice, "It is said that they are all for tomorrow's throwing pot, and I want my uncle to stand by them."

Song Jiyun was silent for a while.

She thought Mr. Song Jiu would not go.

"What did Mr. Yuan say?" she asked.

Madam Zheng smiled wryly: "Mr. Yuan agreed to all of them, and they all said the same thing."

"Oh!" Song Jiyun was a little surprised, but also felt that it was something he could do, so he couldn't help laughing, "Let's go, let's go to Yinyu Hall to have a look!"

*

In the Yin Yu Hall, Yuan Yunzhong was sitting on the grand teacher's chair behind the book case, listening to Shao Qing's report: "The owner of the silver house in Liang County and the owner of the bank behind the bank are all master masters. This seal has been used by Song Youliang for the past three years. I have already stamped the seal this time.”

As he spoke, he handed several pieces of rice paper to Yuan Yunzhong.

"No need." Yuan Yunzhong felt that these things were useless, so he didn't take them, and said, "Send someone to Hangzhou, and get the seal that Song Youliang left in the silver building or bank in Hangzhou ten years ago. I'm useful. "

Didn't she say that their marriage was arranged in Suzhou ten years ago? Naturally, I had to find the seal Song Youliang used in Suzhou ten years ago.

Shao Qing agreed and waited for any other orders from him.

Yuan Yunzhong hesitated to speak.

Shao Qing's heart was shaken.

He has served his master since he was ten years old, and he has never seen him like this.

What happened when he was not with his master?

He hurriedly lowered his head slightly, afraid that Yuan Yunzhong would see something from his expression.

Yuan Yunzhong didn't pay attention to him at all, his mind was racing.

With Song Jiyun's temperament as a witch, she must have known what happened on his side.

What's more, he didn't hide it from his six sons at all.

I just don't know when she will come to question him?

Yuan Yunzhong gently tapped the desktop with his fingertips.

Besieging Wei to save Zhao, shaking the mountain to shake the tiger, escaping the golden cicada's shell, killing people with the help of a knife, attracting jade by throwing bricks... She has used them all, and it's just a beauty trick.

wrong!

Yuan Yunzhong's ears were red.

She also used the beauty trick.

But he wasn't fooled.

He could not help coughing lightly.

This time the three join forces, I don't know what she will do?

Yuan Yunzhong told Shao Qing: "Keep an eye on Miss Song's family."

Before Shao Qing had time to agree, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside.

Yuan Yunzhong listened carefully and knew that Song Jiyun was coming, so he gestured towards Shao Qing.

When Song Jiyun came in, Yuan Yunzhong was already lying in the drunkard's chair in the hall, flipping through a new book of travel notes.

"Here we come!" He pointed to the chair next to him without sincerity, "Sit!"

Song Jiyun smiled at him, sat on the teacher's chair he pointed to, and said, "I heard that Mr. Yuan is very busy today?"

"That's it!" Yuan Yun said, "Thanks to you, I'm still the eldest son-in-law of the second room now. I can't get over this matter of throwing a basin, both emotionally and rationally. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop!"

Song Jiyun wanted to "pooh" him.

Also "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop", he just huddles in the shade and acts as a quail, and no one will dislike him for making noise.

She said: "Those families will definitely invite you to the funeral tomorrow, just don't capsize when the time comes."

Is this telling him not to talk nonsense?

Yuan Yunzhong said seriously: "Didn't you say that no matter what I do, you can help me get back? I think nothing will happen."

Song Jiyun smiled coldly: "That depends on whether I am in the mood and free."

"That's troublesome." Yuan Yunzhong said distressedly, "The three of them are all staring at me, so it's not easy for me to offend anyone?"

Song Jiyun warned him with a smile: "Sometimes, offending everyone is equivalent to offending no one! Being pleasing to all is tantamount to pleasing no one!"

Yuan Yunzhong suddenly fell silent.

Very familiar words!

He seems to have said that many years ago.

Madam Zheng walked in and said, "Miss Tao is here!"