Enter the Room

Song Jiyun blinked at him and said, "What do you think?"

Yuan Yunzhong laughed.

A young boy came in and said, "Master Hong, please see me."

Hong Xi? How did he know she was leaving the palace so quickly?

Song Jiyun brought a few snacks with tea to Yuan Yunzhong and said, "I'll go take a look and come back."

Yuan Yunzhong nodded.

Song Jiyun went to the small flower hall where he received guests.

Hong Xi was waiting anxiously. Seeing her come in, he looked her up and down, as if relieved, and then said: "With Mr. Yuan's protection, I know you will be fine."

That voice sounded a bit bitter.

Song Jiyun looked at his face suspiciously.

He looked as usual, gentle and polite.

Maybe she heard wrong.

Song Jiyun thought that Hong Xi had already started asking her about things in the palace, and this thought flashed by and quickly disappeared from her mind.

It was not convenient for her to talk about the flaws in the palace, nor should she talk about them. She just briefly talked about what she had experienced when she entered the palace.

Hong Xi listened with great interest and said: "I feel relieved when you say that." He also comforted her, "Old people often say that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have good luck in the future. You have turned bad luck into good luck, and everything will go smoothly in the future." Profitable."

"Thank you for your kind words." Song Jiyun was polite to him. He talked about some progress in opening the shop, then stood up and left, "You just came back, and the people from the Third Division just left. You must be very tired, so I won't Sorry to bother you. I’ll come see you again when you’re free in a few days.”

Song Jiyun was indeed a little tired, so he didn't keep him and sent him out personally.

Back in the study, Yuan Yunzhong fell asleep.

The book in his hand fell to the ground and he leaned slantedly on the big pillow of the Luohan bed. His closed eyes were peaceful and quiet. Only the wind quietly passed through the window and the gardenia petals inserted in the azure plum vase trembled slightly.

Infinite tenderness surged in Song Jiyun's heart.

He must be very tired.

He rushed back from Mount Tai day and night, immediately went to the palace to plead with the emperor for her, and went to Hongluo Temple overnight to ask for a peace charm for her, and kept waiting for the people from the Third Division to leave.

She leaned over and left a gentle kiss on his forehead, and gently tucked the blanket around him.

*

I don’t know how the Third Division discussed it, but they decided to let Song Jiyun prove his innocence at the glass factory three days later.

When the time comes, she will have to build a kiln and fire porcelain.

Song Jiyun sent away the people from the Third Division who came to deliver official documents and asked Wang Hua: "Do you know what happened to the person who falsely accused me?"

Yuan Yunzhong has been busy these days writing various inscriptions and inscriptions on Mount Tai to offer sacrifices to heaven for the emperor. Sometimes these inscriptions and inscriptions will be transferred to the Ministry of Rites or Guanglu Temple, and people from the Ministry of Rites and Guanglu Temple will ask, As soon as he went to the Yamen, he couldn't escape. Wang Hua was still left by Song Jiyun's side.

Song Jiyun sent Wang Hua to deal with matters outside.

Fortunately, Zheng Quan has been following him these days, and he is open-minded and can help a little bit gradually, so that he will not be too busy to keep his feet on the ground.

"I told her to make a kiln when the time comes." Wang Hua gloated, "Use the recipe she said. Mr. Fu from the Metropolitan Procuratorate even sent someone to ask Miss Song if she should use human bones or cattle. Bones? Sansi can prepare bones for her when the time comes."

This is quite an absolute statement.

As for Mr. Fu that Wang Hua was talking about, he was the eighth-grade official wearing an oriole patchwork who came together with the three departments.

Song Jiyun couldn't help laughing and said, "The people at Dali Temple said that day that he was fawning over the Yuan family?"

Wang Hua shook his head with certainty and said: "I went back to ask Mr. Shao. Master Fu really has nothing to do with our family. He should have some issues with the current Shaoqing of Dali Temple. It is said that Mr. Fu's mentor is During Tianshun's fourth year of worshiping wine, the young minister of Dali Temple and this wine worshiper were once good friends. Later, this wine minister was impeached because of the dormitory collapse incident. There are rumors that it was the young minister of Dali Temple who testified. In addition, this time you The young minister of Dali Temple is in charge of this matter, and because he is targeting Dali Temple, people will think that he is on our side."

He also took the opportunity to tell her about several public cases in Dali Temple, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate. They were all disputes and feuds caused by officials over trivial matters. They were no different from the quarrels between the ladies at the market.

Song Jiyun didn't know what to say.

Afterwards, she discussed with Wang Hua: "The reason why I want to burn porcelain in public is to prove my innocence, and secondly, I want more people in the capital to know about our Song family kiln factory and Song's porcelain. Let’s put our name out there. Naturally, the more people know about this, the better. Can you think of a way to make this known to everyone in the capital and come to watch the excitement.”

Wang Hua's eyes lit up when he heard that, but then he hesitated and said, "I'm afraid I'll have to be prepared."

If this kiln can only produce three or five bowls if it continues to be fired, then it will not be famous but a slap in the face.

Song Jiyun smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm still good at making porcelain."

Wang Hua had never seen it with his own eyes. Even if she said this, she was still a little worried, but he would not pour cold water on her when she was full of confidence. He smiled and said: "Those little beggars in the city all have leaders. Our old man has been dressing up all year round, and I know several of the leading beggars. When the time comes, I will ask them to help publicize it, so that everyone in the capital will know about it."

Song Jiyun went to the workshop in Ertiao Hutong, Xiejie, and gathered all the masters in the workshop to tell them who was responsible for bringing them to Changjiang to help build the kiln, who was responsible for transporting mud, and who was responsible for controlling the kiln workers who came to Beijing. Responsibilities were assigned to each person one by one and arrangements were made. Especially Master Xiao Guo, who is responsible for supervising the kiln workers who come to Beijing: "I am most afraid that someone will plot against us in the past few days so that we will not be able to burn the kiln by then. You have to pay special attention and don't go out if you can. After these few days, I will give you a few days off to go out and have a good time. Then I will pay you three times your wages."

The crowd cheered, and one kiln worker even said: "Don't worry, boss, I will smell the water carefully to see if it tastes good, and I won't let anyone take advantage of it."

Everyone laughed again after hearing this.

Some people even joked about the kiln worker: "Have you ever taken sweat medicine or laxatives? You don't know whether they taste or not."

After hearing this, the kiln worker rubbed his head and chuckled, saying, "Anyway, I listen to Master Xiao Guo, and I will do whatever he asks me to do."

Master Xiao Guo laughed and scolded: "You should listen to your boss. Do whatever your boss asks you to do!"

Everyone laughed again.

Song Jiuyun was also infected by the joyful atmosphere and went to Eunuch Qin's residence with a smile on his lips.

After she left the palace, she had not yet gone to thank Immortal Baoguang.

Immortal Lord Baoguang was very happy to see her. He first scolded Prince Ning and the people of Sansi, and then said: "If you don't leave the palace, you won't be able to see me. I'm going back to Longhu Mountain soon." .I’ll come and play with you when I get back to Beijing.”

Song Jiyun felt that he was very reliable in doing things, and said: "Don't worry, the accounts of the Beijing store are absolutely clean. Next time you come back to Beijing, just wait and collect the money."

Immortal Lord Baoguang beamed with joy and wanted to introduce Eunuch Miao to her: "Eunuch Miao said that you are a righteous person, and the money you promised to him is not less than a penny, so you can pay it!"

"Thank you for watching!" Song Jiyun said with a smile, and told him about firing porcelain in the glass factory in three days. If he had time, he could also come and support him.

Immortal Lord Baoguang knew this best. He patted his chest and said, "Don't worry! Not only will I go there by myself, but I will also bring several of my brothers there. I will definitely make that Dali Temple lose face."

"That's not the case." Song Jiyun laughed and said, "Just go and show your support. This is a small matter, and it's not your turn and your brothers' turn to take action yet."

Immortal Baoguang was very happy to be praised by her and sent her out with a smile on her face.

But as soon as Song Jiyun returned home, he saw Zhou Zheng with an anxious face.

"My boss, something happened!" He said anxiously, "The white clay used for making jade porcelain is no longer available on the market."