Enter the Room

Song Jiyun looked back.

The man standing in front of her carriage looked about twenty-five or six years old, of medium height, with fair skin and delicate eyebrows. He was wearing a purple-red Ruyi Yuntuanhuayi, and a belt inlaid with gold and jade around his waist shone in the sun. Dazzling light.

Song Jiyun nodded to him calmly.

Yuan Yunzhong never mentioned Wei Jie to her.

Is it because Wei Jie is not his childhood friend in his heart or because the time they spent together was too short and he didn't have time to mention it?

"Young Master Wei!" she said politely.

Wei Jie didn't say anything for a long while, looking at her with unconcealable amazement.

But after the surprise, he frowned, looking a little irritated, and said, "Miss Song, long time to see you!"

Then he raised his chin, as if she were some poor relative who was fighting against the autumn wind, and pointed to the teahouse at the entrance of the alley in a condescending tone: "I have something to say to Miss Song. Please move over."

Song Jiyun laughed angrily.

Even if he is Yuan Yunzhong's childhood friend, why should she listen to him if he disrespects her like this?

"Sorry!" She pushed him back secretly, "I still have urgent things to do, and I'm afraid I can't go to the teahouse with Young Master Wei to waste time. If Young Master Wei is really anxious, you can write a letter and send someone to my house. I looked at the place and felt it was necessary, so I naturally returned to Mr. Wei."

The implication is that she won't talk nonsense to him if it's not necessary.

Wei Jie was furious.

Song Jiyun was too lazy to pay attention to him and left with Zheng Quan.

But halfway through, she became more and more angry. When he returned to Pocket Alley, he sent someone to deliver a letter to Yuan Yunzhong, telling him about his encounter with Wei Jie.

Yuan Yunzhong rushed over quickly.

The hairpin that came from Tongzong carefully looked at Song Jiuyun's expression and said hesitantly: "Eldest, eldest lady, do you want me to open the door?"

Song Jiyun was annoying him and said, "No need. Go and tell Mr. Yuan that if you have anything to do, just explain it clearly in the letter."

Xianghan replied carefully, and then entered the room quietly: "Miss, Mr. Yuan is unwilling to leave at the Chuihua Gate. If you have something to say, you can tell it more clearly in person."

Song Jiyun thought for a while, then went to the hanging flower door, and said through the black lacquered copper ring door: "Tell me! If there is anything that was unclear in the letter, it has been made clear now."

Outside the door, Yuan Yunzhong was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Yunduo, what happened with Jianxi was my fault. I have always wanted to apologize to you in person."

He talked about what happened: "After Dancing the Spoon, my family started discussing a marriage for me. When my uncle was alive, I once discussed a marriage. Later, when my uncle passed away, my grandfather recognized my uncle's fiancée as his goddaughter. I personally acted as a matchmaker for her and got married with great success. When they heard that I was planning to marry, she and her family members wanted to renew their relationship with our family. My father had also discussed marriage with others back then. In order to marry my mother, he It was a matter of life and death, and I had offended several families who had been with the Yuan family for generations. My grandfather wanted to ease the relationship with those families, and wanted me to pick one of them to get engaged to.

"Secretly, neither my grandfather nor my grandfather wanted to give in. My father didn't want to offend my grandfather, nor did he want to embarrass my grandfather. So he suddenly found a book on clan law from somewhere and offered to let me take the father's seat at the same time.

"My grandpa and grandpa didn't agree at first. But those families didn't know what they thought. After hearing the news, they all agreed. They even advised my grandpa and grandpa that this was the best way."

Song Jiyun was curious after hearing this, and he suppressed himself from asking Yuan Yunzhong why he was not engaged.

Fortunately, Yuan Yunzhong seemed to have finally found the opportunity to talk about this matter, and continued without pausing: "In order to get married with our family, they sent all the girls of the right age to our house under various excuses. On the surface, they said they wanted my mother to meet her and get to know her better, but privately, one person would give me a snack, the other would ask me for advice, and occasionally they would ask me to play chess or repair musical instruments."

The flowers are in luxuriant colors, and I will appear on stage after you sing.

Song Jiyun almost laughed out loud.

Yuan Yunzhong's voice suddenly became very low: "Then another thing happened. One girl made another girl lose her footing and fall into the water, and she almost drowned."

"Ah!" Song Jiyun was stunned.

"Afterwards, I asked the girl, why did you do this? She said, because she wanted to marry me. I asked her, why did you want to marry me. She said, I am good-looking. I asked her again, what about you? Do you know what I like? What I hate? She said, I don’t know. I said, you don’t know me at all, but just because I am good-looking, you want to marry me. She said, good-looking is enough. I asked another question Several girls, they all said that I am good-looking." Yuan Yunzhong's voice was full of confusion, "They don't care who I am or what kind of person I am. They can like me just by seeing my appearance. I can hurt others just for my own liking. What does this kind of liking mean to me? What do I mean to them?"

In Song Jiyun's mind, a lonely little man appeared, wandering alone and helpless among thousands of people.

"I persuaded my grandfather and grandpa to give up the idea of ​​having a double family, and visited each family one after another to explain the disadvantages of doing so. I finally appeased those families, but I didn't want to just find someone to spend the rest of my life with. I even I persuaded my grandfather and grandfather to agree that I would choose my own wife. At that time, my father also agreed." His voice became even deeper. "I thought this was the end of the matter, but I didn't expect...he never gave up the idea."

It’s not that I didn’t give up the idea.

Song Jiuyun guessed.

Probably his father didn't expect Yuan Yunzhong to fall in love with her.

Her father was just dissatisfied with a wife like her and decided to find another marriage for Yuan Yunzhong that would satisfy him.

Song Jiyun said: "Then you can be sure that I am not doing it because you are good-looking?"

"I know you are not," he said. "Every time you see me, you are full of calculations. You don't like to look at my face at all."

As he spoke, he said with some embarrassment: "You changed your clothes in front of me. You didn't treat me as a man at all."

Song Jiyun laughed and opened the door.

Yuan Yunzhong heard laughter and was looking at the door in surprise, but the moment he heard the movement, he saw her bright face.

"Yunduo!" He said in surprise, his eyes suddenly shone with brilliance, and even his face became a little brighter, "You, you are willing to see me!"

Song Jiyun snorted coldly and said, "I just asked you to come in for a drink of water because you said you were thirsty. If you don't straighten out the messy things in your house, I still won't see you."

"Okay!" Yuan Yunzhong nodded with a smile, his handsome eyebrows particularly eye-catching, "You said that you don't want to be wronged. I remember it all."

Song Jiyun asked him: "What happened to Wei Jie?"