Enter the Room

The house that Yuan Yunzhong arranged for Song Jiuyun was in Pocket Hutong near Xiangfu Temple. It only takes an hour to get there from Chaoyang Gate. But Li Yuanzhong lived in Xijiangmi Lane, but one was in the east and the other was in the south. It would take him two hours to cross most of the capital. The two alleys and Xiejie Street where the kiln is located are further away. But it was very close to the manufacturing office where she had to go to work, and she could get there in two-quarters of an hour by sedan chair.

Wang Hua pointed to the road and said: "Look, that's the Jiujiu Bureau. Next to the Jiujiang Bureau is the Zhiliang Bureau. Not to mention the Manufacturing Office, the twenty-four yamen are all here. There are even many big eunuchs. Most of the properties that are sold outside are also here.”

As he spoke, he lowered his voice, pointed to an inconspicuous small house next to him and said, "That's the private residence of Qin Fang, the eunuch who is responsible for the ceremony."

Song Jiyun was surprised and looked at it twice more.

After turning the corner, we arrived at the place where she settled.

The gray walls and the small black Ruyi door looked very inconspicuous. After entering, I found that the room was lined with nanmu furniture, blue floor tiles, red pillars, green windows and green gauze curtains, all neatly and elegantly tidied. There is a small garden next to the two-door courtyard. There is also a half-acre lake in the small garden. There are green willows on the lakeside. There are layers of lotus leaves in the lake. Red koi carps are leisurely playing under the green lotus leaves. Swaying, very comfortable.

It would be fine if she was just an ordinary Jingdezhen girl, but she had lived in the capital for more than ten years in her previous life and knew how rare it was to have a yard with running water like this.

She couldn't help but said to Manager Shao: "You are interested."

Manager Shao was surprised. He didn't expect Song Jiyun to have such insight.

He said hurriedly: "I am also following the Young Master's orders."

Song Jiyun was polite to him: "Even if it is the Young Master's order, it is very rare to find such a house."

She rewarded Manager Shao with two red seals.

When Manager Shao saw the red and fluttering seal, he was not sure what it was for a moment. But when he returned to his room and found two twenty-tael silver notes, he was still shocked and wondered if their young master had found a wealthy businessman.

This is all a story for later.

Song Jiyun had not seen Yuan Yunzhong, and was quite surprised. He asked Manager Shao, "Master, did you tell me when he would come over?"

Manager Shao seemed a little confused and said, "When I went to pick you up, the young master once told me that he would pick you up as soon as he left the palace."

But so far there is no trace.

He said: "I'm going to inquire about it right away."

Song Jiyun nodded, sent Manager Shao away, and settled down in the main courtyard.

She had just freshened up and wanted to take a nap when Wang Hua trotted in with a solemn expression and whispered: "Miss Song, someone from the manufacturing office is here and wants you to come over quickly."

Song Jiyun frowned, feeling something unusual.

But she had never dealt with anyone from the manufacturing office, so she could only ask Wang Hua: "Has something like this happened before?"

Wang Huadao: "The person who came to deliver the message was a clerk from the Manufacturing Office. I inquired about it clearly. He said that hundreds of pieces of sweet white porcelain are being fired there. They have been waiting for you to come. They have sent someone to keep an eye on it at Chaoyang Gate!"

But this is too hasty.

Wang Hua gave her an idea: "How about I take the old lady's name card and follow you there to have a look. Manager Shao, I will also send someone to report it."

That's all.

Song Jiyun changed his clothes and went to the manufacturing office with Wang Hua in a sedan chair.

There are two alleys between the manufacturing office and the wine and vinegar bureau they passed by. The place is not big and the front is also small. There is a white sign with black characters on it, which is very simple. If Wang Hua hadn't accompanied her here, she would have doubted whether she had gone to the wrong place.

When Wang Hua went to register his name, a man in his thirties hurriedly walked out of the wing over there, wearing a green seventh-grade official patch. He said loudly: "Is this Boss Song from Jingdezhen here? Come on, Come follow me quickly."

As a result, he looked towards Song Jiyun and was a little dumbfounded, saying, "It's a woman!"

Song Jiyun couldn't help laughing and said, "I am Song Jiyun."

The man's brows suddenly furrowed and he scolded the clerk who received Song Jiyun: "Who did this? Isn't it nonsense? You didn't say she was a woman in advance. How will you arrange it then?"

The clerk said with a bitter face: "The official will only know it when he sees it. If you want to blame it, you have to blame the imperial kiln factory. I didn't make it clear beforehand."

The official looked very embarrassed.

This scene is a bit like how something went wrong when she was an intern at the company in her previous life.

Song Jiyun's heart became calm.

She took the initiative and said, "I wonder what you asked me to do?"

The official thought for a while, then reluctantly said "Forget it" and told her: "Come with me!"

Wang Hua followed Song Jiyun calmly.

The three people crossed many courtyards and finally stopped in a small courtyard.

A young eunuch went to report it.

Wang Hua whispered: "Why is he a eunuch?"

The official glanced at him, as if to say, "You don't even know where this is." He lifted the curtain in the hall opposite and a eunuch walked out.

Wang Hua only saw it once and was stunned. It wasn't until the eunuch approached that he came back to his senses and said coldly: "Qin, Mr. Qin, why is it you?"

Song Jiyun was stunned.

Lord Qin glanced at Wang Hua and said hesitantly, "Who are you?"

Wang Hua hurriedly saluted Mr. Qin and said, "I am the servant of Mr. Jinghu's house."

Master Qin laughed when he heard this and said, "You are serving Miss Song!" After that, without waiting for Wang Hua's reply, he nodded to Song Jiyun and said, "Miss Song, please come with us. "

Song Jiuyun was confused.

Wang Huasheng was afraid that she would suffer a loss, so he hurriedly pulled her sleeves and said loudly: "Miss Song, this is Mr. Qin, the Supervisor of Ceremonies."

He was still afraid that she wouldn't know, so he silently said "wine and jealousy" to her.

Song Jiyun has already reacted.

This Lord Qin is now the most popular person in front of the Holy Emperor, Qin Fang, the eunuch Bingbi, the Superintendent of Ceremonies.

Yuan Yunzhong never showed up. The construction office sent someone to keep an eye on her at Chaoyang Gate, and Qin Fang personally led her into the palace.

Even if she couldn't figure out the situation, she knew it wasn't simple.

Just don't know what it is? Who wants to see her?

Song Jiyun vaguely felt that this matter might have something to do with Yuan Yunzhong.

Apart from him, she didn't know any prominent people.

She saluted Qin Fang with a smile, and said with a neither humble nor arrogant smile: "Thank you!"

Pretending not to know who Qin Fang is.

As for why things had come to this point, she could only hope to find out something on the way there.

Qin Fang obviously had a kind attitude towards her. He greeted her with a smile and took her to Shenwumen.

The officials from the Manufacturing Office and Wang Hua, who was scratching their heads, were left where they were.

Song Jiyun looked around and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the palace to look like this."

He looked as curious and excited as a little girl arriving at a treasured land for the first time.

Coupled with her gorgeous appearance, few people would dislike Song Jiyun like this.

Qin Fang doesn't hate it either.

He also asked Song Jiyun with a smile: "Then what does the palace in your imagination look like?"

Song Jiyun muttered: "I never thought about it! I never thought that I would enter the palace."

She opened her clear almond-shaped eyes and whispered, "Master Qin, where are we going?"