Enter the Room

Song Jiyun was furious when he heard Grandpa Song Jiu's words, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He has been dealing with Song Li for more than ten years, no matter how cautious he is, he may fall into Song Li's hands.

And the most important thing is Song Jiyun.

She is not that ignorant woman and child.

She had a heart to plot against him, so it was impossible for him to get away easily.

After all, he underestimated Song Jiyun too much.

But it was too late to regret at this time.

He has a family business, a wife and children, and prestige, so he cannot be ruined.

He looked at Song Jiyun's face in the morning light like a budding stamen on a branch in March, covered his chest, and took a deep breath.

A man can stretch and bend.

Han Xin was also humiliated in the crotch.

Song Li was deceived, he had no evidence to convince Song Li, Song Li would not believe him.

In such a short period of time, it was difficult for him to come up with evidence to convince Song Li of him.

Now only slowly map it.

Grandpa Song Jiu took a deep breath again, and then he showed a smile that even he himself must have been very stiff, and said: "My daughter Youliang, I can't write two characters of 'Song' in one stroke. After all, we are a family. Why do you have to tear your face apart! Don't you just want me to give you an explanation? Tell me what I should do, so that you can relieve your anger. "

Song Jiyun smiled and said: "Jiu Tai Ye said that, it really hurts me. I want you to give me an explanation, and it's not an angry statement. It's just that Song Li's actions are too bad. He didn't give the kiln's big shopkeeper, Let the masters explain, as the owner, what prestige do I have in front of them?"

Grandpa Song Jiu was speechless.

But in his heart, he felt that Song Jiyun was really strong. He obviously felt ashamed and wanted to relieve his anger, but he didn't suffer at all, and even wanted to say a word back.

He also didn't want to argue with her about these trivial matters, and said, "Then what do you mean?"

"In front of everyone in the kiln factory, you should make amends to me!" Song Jiyun said.

Wouldn't that be an admission that he instructed Song Li to destroy the firing of porcelain!

"Impossible!" Grandpa Song Jiu categorically refused.

Song Jiyun said: "Then what do you think we should do? We can't just make big things into small things like this, let's just let it go!"

The two refused to give in to each other, a little maid ran in and said, "Miss, the clansmen are old."

Song Jiyun hurriedly stood up and went out to welcome him.

Grandpa Song Jiu originally planned to sit there and wait for everyone to come in as usual, but thinking about Song Li, he hesitated for a while, and then walked out.

Unexpectedly, Song Jiyun had already said to everyone in this short period of time: "Song Li said that he was ordered by the Ninth Master. I didn't believe it before, because I was afraid that he would wrong the Ninth Master. As a result, early this morning, he suddenly had abdominal pain like Hanging, yelling that the Ninth Grand Master wanted to kill people to silence him. I was in trouble, but fortunately several elders came."

After she finished speaking, she let out a long breath of relief.

Grandpa Song Jiu was so angry that he almost fell backwards.

The elders of the Song family were all stunned, and said, "That's impossible! My Ninth Master is not that kind of person! Could there be some misunderstanding? Ninth Master is the same as us, and came here only after receiving the letter yesterday. How could it be possible to arrange for people to be poisoned?"

Hearing the words, Grandpa Song Jiu felt that his heart was finally smoothed out a little.

He hurried over.

Song Jiyun shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "How dare I believe it! But Song Li spoke clearly and presented evidence."

As she spoke, she also took out a letter from her sleeve, handed it to everyone, and said, "Look! This is what Song Li asked his eldest apprentice to give to me. It is said that the Ninth Master ordered him to do something, and wrote to A secret letter from him. Here is also a bank note from the bank, which was also given by the Ninth Master, saying that it is possible to find out who kept the bank's silver."

Grandpa Song Jiu rushed forward to snatch the letter: "You were talking with me just now, where did you get the letter?"

Of course Song Jiyun would not let him take the letter away.

She took the letter back quickly without looking at Mr. Song Jiu, and said to everyone: "I just invited a doctor for Song Li, and Song Li is no longer in danger of life. If you feel confused, you can send Song Li Call, and speak clearly face to face."

The Song family always felt that this was good, and Grandpa Song Jiu also wanted to meet Song Li, and everyone agreed.

Song Jiyun asked someone to use the door panel to lift Song Li, who had been stretching non-stop and his legs were weak.

Song Li lowered his head, didn't dare to look at anyone present, and talked about this matter in a dull tone: "The Ninth Master has always wanted to intervene in the business of the Song Family Kiln Factory, but the owner has never liked to use people from the same clan. He put his mind on me. He said he didn’t understand porcelain. If I could help him win the kiln, he would not only let go of my contract, but also give me the management of the kiln.”

"You have to be responsible for what you say!" Grandpa Song Jiu's face was flushed red, and he didn't know whether he was angry or anxious, and he was quite earnest, "Don't be used by others!"

Song Li paused, but said in a low voice: "He saw that the eldest lady is powerful, and he was afraid that the eldest lady would take charge of the family business left by the master, so he asked me to find a way to prevent the kiln from firing white porcelain. I am making clay for offering white porcelain. Kaolin was added to the material, and an empty kiln was fired."

"Nonsense!" Grandpa Song Jiu's voice was stern, but was stopped by several clan elders, and he said to Song Li, "Go on."

Song Li lowered his head, and said: "Afterwards, the eldest lady rushed over, instructed her well, and quickly arranged things again. It's like a second boss.

"I was afraid that if the young lady fired white porcelain for sacrifices, my calculations and that of the ninth master would be in vain, so I slipped into the drying room in the dark, thinking that if the clay bricks were broken, the young lady would have to wait for Zhou Zheng's clay to come out." Most likely, there is no way to deliver on time.

"The Ninth Master is a scholar, and has friendship with King Ning and King Huai. When the time comes, please allow a few days for the Royal Kiln Factory to deliver the goods, and then take over the kiln factory..."

Seeing Song Li's appearance, Grandpa Song Jiu wished he could slap him to death.

Song Jiyun asked: "Where are those people chasing me? Is it related to you? And that thief, is it someone you invited?"

"No," Song Li raised his head hastily, and hurriedly said, "These two things really have nothing to do with me! I just destroyed the clay for sacrificial white porcelain, I can swear it! The thieves have nothing to do with me, the Ninth Master asked someone to do it!"

"You villain!" Song Jiu was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly.

The people who chased Song Jiyun were arranged by him, but the people who stole the mud were arranged by Song Li.

He took the opportunity to throw the blame on him!

Song Jiyun said coldly: "Report to the officials! This not only involves the life of Song Li, but also involves the lives of Mr. Yuan and me!"

"You must not report to the officials!" The elders of the clan said in unison, "Our Song family is a man whose ancestors did not break the law. If the Ninth Grand Master is locked up, in the future, the children of the clan will study, and their weddings and funerals will be affected."

Song Jiyun said irritably, "Then what should you say?"

The clan elders were discussing in whispers.

Grandpa Song Jiu was so angry that his chest was throbbing and hurting, he said: "Song Li is a kiln worker of the third rank, how can what he said be used as evidence?"

Song Jiyun jumped up when he heard this, and asked several clan elders: "If you hurt the clansman, you will be pushed away afterward. If such a person is not sent to the government, should he be allowed to continue to harm others?"

After thinking and thinking, I finally felt that I couldn't tolerate Master Song Jiu, so I rewrote and rewritten chapters 69 and 70... This book moves a lot, and I want to try not to leave any regrets. Feel sorry!