Enter the Room

It was Shao Qing who came to open the door for Song Jiyun.

"Miss, why are you here?" He said, blinking at her repeatedly, without asking her to come in and sit down.

Song Jiyun thought he had an eye problem and wanted to ask him if he had asked a doctor to take a look. He already stretched out his finger and pointed quietly behind him.

Song Jiuyun was puzzled.

Shao Qing smiled bitterly and said loudly: "Our young master...is not at home!"

When he said this, he turned to look at the yard, winked at Song Jiuyun, and said, "The eldest lady has been missing for the past few days, but is she busy firing porcelain?"

So, Yuan Yunzhong is angry? Don't want to see her?

Song Jiyun was stunned and pointed at himself.

Shao Qing nodded repeatedly.

Song Jiyun felt like laughing inexplicably, and in his mind came a little Yuan Yunzhong of equal height and height, wearing a moon-white fine preaching robe, with a cold and arrogant face, and hummed at her.

Her eyes were crooked, and she said loudly: "Didn't Mr. Yuan accompany me to the kiln that time? He told me that Arhats are no longer popular outside, but Guanyin statues are popular outside. I just thought about it. Things in this world will change. , I couldn’t just sit and watch others walk ahead. So I tried to burn some other porcelain at home.”

Shao Qing breathed a sigh of relief visibly. He clasped his hands towards Song Jiuyun and bowed his hands gratefully. However, his tone of voice did not change much and said, "That's it! I just said, why haven't you come here these days!"

Song Jiuyun sang a double act with him: "What have Mr. Yuan been busy these two days? I haven't seen him for several days!"

Shao Qing gave Song Jiyun a thumbs up and said: "So you don't know! Didn't our young master have a meal with the clan elders a few days ago? Mr. Song Shiyi made an appointment with our young master Together, we will help hire a teacher for the Song clan. Our young master doesn’t dare to say anything else, but he knows the most among scholars.

"The young master wrote a letter to Suzhou and asked an old acquaintance of the family to help find two teachers. They will arrive tomorrow! One will teach enlightenment and the other will teach explanation."

Song Jiuyun was very surprised.

She really didn't expect it.

Shao Qing winked at her hurriedly.

She came back to her senses and said hurriedly: "This is really... I don't know how to thank him! To build a monument for the clan, you have to write the name of your young master."

Shao Qing smiled and said: "Thank you for nothing! Our young master is doing this because he and the young lady are friends in times of need."

"Anyway, he has helped me a lot. Just because he does everything lightly, we cannot deny this great favor." Song Jiyun praised Yuan Yunzhong.

Shao Qing nodded happily towards Song Jiuyun.

Until Song Jiyun felt that she had finished saying everything, and seeing that he had no intention of getting out of the way, and thinking that there were still a lot of things at home waiting for her to decide, she did not force herself, and handed over the sweet white porcelain cup in her hand. He looked at Shao Qing and said with a smile: "I fired this. This is the only one found in the whole kiln. Please help me pass it on to Mr. Yuan."

Shao Qing took the cup with a smile.

But as soon as he got the cup, his expression changed drastically, and he lost his voice: "What, what is this?"

White as jade, as thin as paper.

"This is my newly fired sweet white porcelain." Song Jiyun explained warmly, "I only got this one, specially given to Mr. Yuan."

"Oh oh oh!" Shao Qing responded, holding the cup, his eyes seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't take it back.

Song Jiyun pursed his lips and smiled, and exchanged a few words with him. Seeing that he was not at ease, he simply urged him: "Go back and serve Mr. Yuan. Wait until I come back from the kiln factory and come visit him again."

Shao Qing was stunned and lowered his voice: "Why don't you go in and take a look?"

"No!" Song Jiyun also lowered his voice and said with a smile, "When I finish the things in front of me, I will come back to apologize to your young master."

Although it may not be her fault, she can feel Yuan Yunzhong's kindness, and she is willing to take the first step.

Shao Qing felt it was not appropriate.

But Song Jiyun had turned around and left, so he could only turn back.

Yuan Yunzhong stood on the steps under the eaves of the hall with his hands behind his back, holding a small Si Nan in his hand.

Seeing Shao Qing coming back alone, his jaw was tense and his handsome eyebrows were sharper, like a sword hidden in a box, which made people shudder.

Shao Qing immediately shuddered, instinctively handed over the cup in his hand as if to survive, and pretended to be surprised and said loudly: "Sir, look! The new porcelain fired by Miss Song! Does it look like jade carving?"

Yuan Yunzhong looked at the cup in his hand.

In the sunlight, the fingers holding the cup can be seen through the wall.

Yuan Yunzhong couldn't hide his surprise and picked up the cup.

It is as clean and crystal clear as snow.

"This is," he mused, "the new porcelain fired by Miss Song!"

"Yeah!" Shao Qing said happily, "Isn't Miss Song awesome? She actually made new porcelain. I have never seen such a beautiful color. This must be a tribute, right?"

Yuan Yunzhong frowned.

Shao Qing immediately said: "Miss Song sent it here specially. It was said to be for you. It has just been fired. It is the first one in the first kiln. It is unique in the world. The second one has not been fired yet."

Yuan Yunzhong didn't speak, but his brows softened a bit.

Shao Qing secretly sighed.

Something didn't feel right when the young master came back from Miss Song's place the night before yesterday.

Yesterday I finally couldn't help it anymore and politely asked Miss Song what she was doing.

He knew that Miss Song had never come to see him. His appearance was like the twelfth lunar month in winter, which could freeze someone to death.

Today, he seemed to be about to explode when something happened, and even told him that if Miss Song came over, just say that he was not at home.

Fortunately, Miss Song came today and brought a cup. She also gave the cup to the young master and said that it was unique.

He said stubbornly: "Sir, let me go and wash this cup for you? If you want to drink tea, just use this cup."

Yuan Yunzhong ignored him, took the cup to the nearby study, and placed the cup next to the crooked off-white hand cup in Duobao.

One is like mud, the other is like jade.

Shao Qing didn't look at it.

However, Yuan Yunzhong took a few steps back and watched for a moment, then stood beside the large bookcase in the center of the room and spread out the rice paper.

Shao Qing went to the ground to polish the ink.

Yuan Yunzhong ordered him calmly: "Send the Si Nan that was sent from Nanchang Mansion a few days ago to Miss Song."

"Yes!" Shao Qing responded, and then said cautiously, "Aren't we going back to Nanchang Mansion?"

Yuan Yunzhong glanced at him gently.

He immediately pressed his lips together.

Yuan Yunzhong dipped his brush in ink and began to write.

The more Shao Qing looked at it, the more he felt that Yuan Yunzhong wrote this word absentmindedly today.

I don’t know what Miss Song wants Simon to do?

He helped to search for it all night.

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Song Jiyun came out of Yinyu Hall, told Mr. Qian, and took Zheng Quan to the kiln factory.

But as soon as she left the city gate in a mule cart, she met Zhou Zheng coming from the dock.

"Miss!" He was so anxious that the corners of his mouth were wet, "I couldn't buy the clay for burning white porcelain - the owner of the shop said that someone came to him a few days ago and bought all the clay. If we want to buy it, it will take half a month at the earliest to have it in stock.”