Enter the Room

It's not over yet!

Song Jiyun laughed so angrily, she simply lit the incense burner again and brought him a cup of tea.

He picked up the teacup and sniffed it, and said rather disgustingly: "What else is there for tea?"

She has been here for more than ten years and still can't taste the taste of tea, he has a tricky mouth.

Song Jiyun said: "In addition to this Longjing, there are also Xinyang Maojian, Junshan Yinzhen, and Wuyi rock tea."

He said: "Mao Jian!"

A condescending tone.

Song Jiyun suppressed a bunch of complaints in his heart, and went to make him a cup of Xinyang Maojian.

It's just that when she handed the teacup to his hand, he couldn't lift his hand.

Song Jiyun was very satisfied with the result, and said: "I will let the six sons serve the young master!"

The man gave her a fixed look, and slowly picked up the teacup.

Pale golden tea soup is rippling in the teacup.

Song Jiyun was very worried that he would spill tea on his body.

He was wearing Zheng Quan's new clothes, which he didn't have his upper body on yet. If it got dirty, he had to find a way to find a change for him.

Xiangzan ran in with a "da da da" and said loudly: "Miss, the second wife and the third master are here!"

Song Jiyun was startled, he quickly called Liu Zi, ordered him to serve in the gauze cupboard, and went out with a fragrant hairpin.

It's just that as soon as she came out of the hall, she bumped into her mother Qian Shi and third uncle Song Sanliang.

Before Song Jiyun had time to salute them, Qian, with red and swollen eyes, took a few steps forward, grabbed her arm, and said with a sob, "Yun Duo, quickly give your father's seal to your third uncle."

Song Jiyun immediately looked towards Song Sanliang.

In the still dark sky, her uncle Su Yixiao took her with him, his eyes full of anxiety and eagerness.

Song Jiyun stared at Song Sanliang and asked her mother, "What happened?"

Sensing her gaze, Song Sanliang subconsciously smiled at her.

It's just that the smile bursting out from the bottom of his eyes was too bright, making people feel that his previous anxiety was superficial and not sincere enough.

Song Jiyun sneered in his heart.

Qian shi cried: "Master Wang extorted ten thousand taels of silver from our family, otherwise we will seal the door of our family. Then your father's funeral will not be possible!"

Song Jiyun took out a handkerchief to wipe Qian's tears, and said softly, "Don't worry, let's talk slowly if we have anything to do!"

With that said, she took advantage of the situation to support Qian Shi and was about to go into the hall.

Instead, Mrs. Qian held her back, and said anxiously: "Yun Duo, we can't wait for this matter. People from the county government are about to seal the gate of our house."

Song Jiyun simply stood under the eaves and talked to her mother.

"You said that people from the county government are coming to seal the gate of our house?" She said calmly, "Who told you that? Has the county government ever sent someone here?"

Qian's face was blank, and she looked at Song Sanliang.

Song Sanliang coughed twice, and said to Song Jiyun: "My niece, the matter of closing the gate was told by a friend of mine who works in the county government office. It's absolutely true. Didn't Master Wang bring people to search the house during the day? It is said that the nobleman from the capital disappeared in your father's former study. He has not been found until now.

"Master Wang has no way to do business, so let this matter be blamed on your family."

After hearing what he said, Song Jiyun said, "Third Uncle, this is a very important matter, this is not the place to talk."

"Look at me," Song Sanliang hurriedly said, "I can't take care of anything when I'm in a hurry!"

Song Jiyun supported Qian Shi and Song Sanliang to sit down on the grand master's chair in the hall.

Xiangzan had the inspiration to serve refreshments.

Song Jiyun asked Song Sanliang: "Master Wang blackmailed our family for 10,000 taels of silver. Did he tell you directly? Or did someone close to him tell you? Or did your friend tell you?"

Song Sanliang was stunned for a moment, and said: "Of course Master Wang told me personally. How can such a big matter pass other people's ears?"

Song Jiyun said: "How did you answer him then?"

Song Sanliang sighed: "Don't look at what your father is said to be the richest man, but the status of a farmer, a businessman, and a businessman is the lowest. If something happens, anyone can step on it..."

He is a child.

Thirty-six-year-old Tongsheng still calls himself a scholar.

Song Jiyun waved his hand at him, interrupted him politely and without being rude, and said, "Did you personally agree to Master Wang?"

Song Sanliang frowned, but still sighed: "I dare not agree."

Song Jiyun said: "At this hour, the silver building has long been closed. Even if I hand over the seal to you, I still can't take out the silver. Besides, according to the regulations of the silver building, if more than 10,000 taels of silver, they have to be notified two days in advance. How about We all rest early today, and we will talk about it tomorrow when we have enough energy."

"You can't say that." Song Sanliang said displeasedly, "My second brother has saved so much silver in the silver building, he must be different from ordinary merchants. If you inform them earlier, you can get the silver sooner. If they don't even have this It's not convenient, and I won't store the money in their bank in the future."

Talked like it was his silver.

Song Jiyun said: "Then they must have money in their treasury!"

Song Sanliang said: "How could Kaiyin Building not even have ten thousand taels of silver in stock!"

The two were talking, one person's voice was higher than the other's.

"You guys, stop talking!" Mrs. Qian looked at her daughter, then at Song Sanliang, and said weakly, "I still have some gold and silver jewelry, antique calligraphy and paintings, it's really not good, first use my things to top it."

"No!" Before Song Sanliang could speak, Song Jiyun objected loudly, "Aniang, don't say such things in the future. Dad never touched your dowry when he was alive, but now that he is gone, it will cost you money." I'm afraid my father's spirit in heaven will not be at peace."

Thinking of her husband's kindness, Qian's heart was full of grief, and she couldn't help crying.

Song Jiyun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If it weren't for Song Sanliangzhi's seal, with her mother's temperament, she could be deceived as much as she could.

She comforted her mother, and took the opportunity to brainwash her: "Father is gone, you have to take care of his dignity. Your dowry is for your children. Don't let people think that we don't have a father. There are no rules anymore."

When her little sister was ten, her mother became pregnant again.

It was originally a great event.

It's a pity that her father can no longer share this joy with them.

Song Jiyun was sad.

Qian could not stop nodding.

Song Sanliang gasped.

His big niece, he had missed it before.

I didn't expect her to be so greedy that she wouldn't even let go of her mother's dowry.

Regarding the matter of the second bedroom, he had to make a careful calculation.

Song Jiyun asked Xiangzan to accompany his mother to her living room in the west room to wash her face, and talked to Song Sanliang in the hall: "Master Wang has a pawn shop at home, so he should know the rules of this silver building. Before it's time, he will send someone to It’s too disrespectful to come to seal the door of our house. I think I still have to go to the Yamen tomorrow.”

Song Sanliang was terrified, his voice changed, and he said, "What are you going to do?"

"I want Master Wang to give us a few days." Song Jiyun pondered, "Just now you also said that this kind of thing should not go unnoticed, I can only go in person."

Song Sanliang's face was uncertain. After thinking for a while, he stood up and walked to the door of the living room in the west room, and said loudly: "Second sister-in-law, look at my eldest niece, why is she so ignorant! What should the girl do? If this gets out, how can she get married?"

Song Jiyun is seventeen years old this year, and her marriage has become a heart problem for Qian.

She rushed out immediately after hearing the words, and said anxiously to Song Jiyun: "Yun Duo, what your third uncle said makes sense. Just leave this matter alone and leave it to your third uncle. The reputation of a girl's family is important."

Song Jiyun, who could not escape being urged to marry at any time, fell silent.

At that time, there was a sudden sound of something falling to the ground in the gauze closet...

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