Enter the Room

Yuan Yunzhong frowned when he heard this and said: "I have no impression of this Wei Jie at all. He might be some in-law in our family who had dealings with me when he was a child. But don't worry, I have asked someone to check it out. ”

Then what sense of presence could he have by running in front of her?

Song Jiyun guessed that Wei Jie was dissatisfied with her marrying Yuan Yunzhong.

She couldn't help but snorted a few times.

Yuan Yunzhong obviously realized it too. He apologized to her sheepishly again: "I didn't handle this well. Don't worry, this won't happen again."

Song Jiuyun nodded.

Yuan Yunzhong asked her: "Are you still used to coming to the capital?"

His eyes fell on her body, lingering around her like spring water.

Although Song Jiyun lived in the south in her previous life, she often came to the north to participate in various activities and celebrations. If time had not allowed, she would have been ready to wander around her favorite streets and alleys in her previous life.

"It's good." She invited Yuan Yunzhong into the house, and the two sat down on the big kang near the window. She pushed the pine nuts in front of him and said, "Wang Hua said that there are them in the main courtyard of this house. Earth Dragon, I think it would be better if we came here in winter. The winter in Jiangxi is wet and cold, and you have to light a brazier. Even the best silver charcoal is not as comfortable as Earth Dragon."

Yuan Yunzhong saw that in addition to pine nuts in her storage box, there were also nuts such as hazelnuts and almonds that were commonly eaten by northerners. She actually knew that burning earth dragons was more comfortable than burning a brazier. He knew that she really understood life in the north.

He couldn't help being interested and excited, and pulled her away: "I'll take you somewhere. I heard that you were coming to the capital, so I wanted to take you there, but it's a pity..."

Before he could see her, he was left in the palace by the emperor because of his father.

Summer in the north is not like that in the south. Even if you stand in the shade of a tree, it is still hot when it should be hot. It gets cool when there is shade.

It just so happens that the weather is exceptionally sunny today. The trees outside the house are shady and the cicadas are chirping, showing the long and quiet nature of summer.

Song Jiuyun was infected by Yuan Yunzhong's emotions and said, "Where are we going? I don't want to bask in the sun."

Yuan Yunzhong laughed heartily, his brows showing a rare cheerfulness and heroic spirit.

He glanced at her jade-like white and transparent skin, shouted to Wang Hua to come in, and told him to get a tung oil umbrella: "And get a Xiangyun gauze jacket."

Song Jiyun asked curiously: "Where can I buy Xiangyun gauze in the capital?"

Because of its special craftsmanship, Xiangyun yarn is especially refreshing and soft to wear in summer.

It's just that she asked people to go to Suzhou, Hangzhou and Nanjing several times to look for Xiang Yunsha, but they all came back disappointed. Unexpectedly, she suddenly heard about it from Yuan Yunzhong.

Yuan Yunzhong also felt strange: "You know Xiangyunsha? It is a tribute. Last year, the emperor rewarded a few horses, and I gave them to my grandfather, grandfather and parents respectively. Didn't I prepare to go to Jingdezhen before? I wonder if you are afraid of the heat and I was particular about not laying out bamboo mats with orchid grass in the summer, so I asked my grandfather’s embroiderer and found that he still had two pieces of fragrant cloud yarn there, so I asked my grandfather for it and made some summer clothes for you. Unexpectedly, It just came in handy.”

As he spoke, Wang Hua ran over panting, took an umbrella, and hugged the paper box containing the mat.

Yuan Yunzhong held up a tung oil umbrella and said, "I'll hold an umbrella for you. If you put a fragrant gauze over it, you won't be exposed to the sun."

Song Jiuyun saw that the Xiangyun gauze was black and shiny, with wrinkle-like dark lines. It was soft and hard when held in his hand. It had muscles and bones. It was more breathable and cool when worn on the body. He couldn't put it down and looked around.

Yuan Yunzhong also smiled a little as he looked at his eyebrows.

He took her hand and pulled her into the carriage.

The carriage was hung with linen curtains, and the wind came in, making it very cool.

Yuan Yunzhong lifted the car curtain and pointed to the scenery outside: "That's Baimi Xiejie. Listening to the name of the place, you must think that this is where white rice is sold. In fact, it's not the case. There is a temple here called Baimi Temple, and its street is Xiemi. Yes, everyone calls this place Baimi Xiejie... Next to it is Shichahai. Many people in the ice kiln business store ice here. On the contrary, there are the most businesses selling ice here. In winter and summer, here There are so many people. Look there, a large lake is the Shicha Sea. Many places in the capital called the sea are actually lakes... When it freezes in winter, many people come here to skate. Sometimes the palace will also A large-scale ice party is held here. People from the Guards and the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division will participate..."

The carriage headed west and finally stopped by a lake full of lotus flowers.

Yuan Yunzhong helped Song Jiyun out of the carriage, held an umbrella, and entered an alley through twists and turns, stopping in front of a black Ruyi Gate.

The door is half open, and inside is a bamboo forest.

Yuan Yunzhong took her inside.

The pavilions inside turned out to be a restaurant.

"It's Sichuan cuisine." Yuan Yunzhong sat down with her in a private room.

There were only two of them in the private room, with a small round table set up, a red gauze-paved window, a small bridge and flowing water outside the window, and winding paths leading to secluded areas. At a glance, one thought they were in the south of the Yangtze River.

Along the way, they didn't meet anyone except the attendant who led the way.

Yuan Yunzhong handed over a menu written on flower paper: "See what you like to eat?"

When Song Jiyun saw that the menu included both boiled cabbage and spicy tofu, he knew he had met a top Sichuan chef.

She asked the waiter which of the chef's special dishes were good, and how the portions were. After ordering a few dishes, she handed the menu to Yuan Yunzhong and said, "Just order a few more of what you like and that's it. "

Yuan Yunzhong also followed the attendant's recommendation and ordered a few of his favorite foods.

The attendant served them refreshments and quietly withdrew.

Yuan Yunzhong put a piece of sugar-oiled fruit on her plate and said, "Next time we go to Qianfo Temple. There is a restaurant over there that makes Anhui cuisine. You must also like it."

Anhui cuisine also ranges from spicy to mild.

When dating, neither wronging the other person nor giving in to each other is the most comfortable way.

Song Jiyun replied "Okay" with a smile.

After dinner, Yuan Yunzhong took her to an alley selling pens, inks, paper and inkstones: "It was the place I went to most often when I was a child. I even bought a caviar-patterned inkstone for only a dozen yuan."

Song Jiyun thought he wanted her to see what he liked.

Unexpectedly, he turned around and led her into a Wenxuan selling calligraphy and paintings, and told her in a low voice: "The boss here is a failed scholar, but his family is in the tea business and has a rich family fortune. In his early years, he worked for He helped the fallen literati and bought their paintings and calligraphy at high prices. Therefore, he was very famous among the literati in the capital.

“Several of my grandfather’s classmates secretly sold calligraphy and paintings here.

“Here, you can often find good paintings and calligraphy.

"Isn't there a shortage of painters in Jingdezhen? Let's search hard and buy a batch when the time comes. Then we can put them into a booklet. Maybe we can make a porcelain genealogy and pass it on to future generations!"

The calligraphy and paintings at this time will all be signed. Whoever buys them belongs to that family and cannot be used by others.

Yuan Yunzhong, are you trying to arrange life for them in Jingdezhen?

Sisters, it took a lot of time to check the information, and the update is late. Sorry^O^