Enter the Room

Song Jiyun looked at Song Daliang's back and curled his lips sarcastically.

Zheng Quan, who was beside her, said unwillingly: "Miss, can we just let this matter go?"

"Of course it's impossible to just let it go like this!" Song Jiyun sneered, "Since he wants to compete with me in the business world, then let's meet in the business world. As for the bet, Eunuch Wan is not involved. Is there still Mr. Eleven? Why are you anxious?"

Zheng Quan can understand Eunuch Wan as a witness, but Master Eleven?

Song Jiyun smiled at him and said, "After struggling for so long, it's time to see whose side the elders of the Song clan are on!"

Zheng Quan was still a little worried.

There was a burst of cheerful laughter from the kiln entrance.

Song Jiyun's smile was a little less cold and a little more cheerful.

"Let's go!" She asked Zheng Quan, "Let's go see them build a kiln. This time, in addition to offering porcelain sacrifices, I also burned some fine porcelain that can be used by the people. I will ask Zhou Zheng to take him to Suzhou and Hangzhou in a few days. There are also Wang Dahai, when he comes over later, you accompany him to the Royal Kiln Factory, meet Eunuch Wan, and get the storage slip back."

She also thought of Yuan Yunzhong.

I don’t know if I’m awake yet.

She burned two boxes of ink pads for him.

Song Jiyun walked briskly to the entrance of the white porcelain kiln where there was joy and laughter.

Her top priority was to deliver the porcelain from the kiln to the imperial kiln safely and smoothly; to make Wan Gonggong believe that he could be promoted and return to the capital based on his achievements in producing sweet white porcelain.

When Song Daliang returned home anxiously and tiredly, he had already played the drums for the fourth time.

The red lanterns under the eaves illuminate the mansion with joy.

Mrs. Wang was wearing a crested hairpin and a maroon embroidered gold-embroidered trousers. She came forward with a few maids and smiled: "Master, you are back! You have been busy all day today. Thank you for your hard work! Go back to the house quickly." Take a break! I've asked the kitchen to prepare a table of delicious food, and I'm just waiting for you to come back before serving it."

The ornaments on her head shone golden in the light.

Song Daliang's eyes straightened and he slowly looked at Wang.

Mrs. Wang didn't notice anything strange about him at all, her brows were filled with joy, and she motioned to the maid next to her to help Song Daliang.

"How did things go today?" she asked excitedly, "Eunuch Wan received five thousand taels of silver from us, so the order from the Royal Kiln Factory should be guaranteed, right?"

In order to "impress" Wan's father-in-law, she sold several of the shops she owned as a dowry.

Song Daliang suddenly showed a ferocious look on his face. He raised his foot and kicked the maid who came to help him to the ground: "Get out! Get out of here!"

Mrs. Wang's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly took a few maids to the side like quails.

Song Daliang was in a daze and staggered forward.

A young man ran in and said, "Sir, Mr. Eleven and several clan elders are here. They said they have something important to discuss with you."

Song Daliang paused for a moment, as if he had woken up, and then he and the boy went to the reception hall in the front yard.

Wang immediately sent someone to call Song Daliang's entourage and asked about today's events.

When she learned that Song Jiyun had produced a new porcelain called "Sweet White" and it was designated as an imperial product by Eunuch Wan, Song Daliang not only failed to wait for Eunuch Wan's support, but was also disliked by Eunuch Wan. When she saw Eunuch Wan again, her chest tightened and she almost fainted from the pain.

"Quickly, go and invite the third lady over!" She ordered hurriedly while being supported by the maids and leaning on the beauty's couch, "Just say something big happened in the kiln factory!"

The little maid trotted all the way and invited Song Tao.

"Mom!" She already knew what happened from the maid's mouth. When she saw her mother, although her face was sullen, she felt stable and reliable.

Wang, who was being served by a little maid and drinking ginseng tea, looked at her and tears fell immediately. He held her hand and choked up: "I said that the secret recipe was unreliable. But your father said that he was asked to cook it first. Porcelain, give me more money. Now, your second uncle has a new recipe, and the sacrificial white porcelain made with 'jade clay' has long been eliminated by them. Otherwise, it wouldn't have spread. !”

Song Tao gritted her teeth and comforted her mother in a deep voice: "Don't worry, if dad doesn't use the money to buy the secret recipe, he will also eat, drink, and gamble, all of which will be wasted. But Master Shiyi came over so late, and he didn't know how to find it. If there is something wrong with dad, I have to find out."

Mrs. Wang became anxious again and wanted to ask the maid next to her to inquire.

Song Tao said, "I've already asked Ding Xiang to go. We'll just wait for news here. But what happened to Eunuch Wan? Please let that entourage come in. I'll ask him carefully."

Wang had no idea and asked someone to call the attendant and let Song Tao interrogate him carefully.

But before he finished asking, Ding Xiang ran in eagerly.

"Third Miss, eldest madam," she said with a pale face, "It's not good, the Eleventh Master asked the eldest master to take the initiative to split the clan, saying that the eldest master and Miss Yun lost the bet, and he had to give an explanation to Eunuch Wan. "

Mrs. Wang felt her eyes go dark, and she held on to the table next to her tightly to prevent herself from falling.

"A bet? What bet?" She stared at Song Daliang's entourage, "What's going on?"

The attendant was about to cry. He told what happened, wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "We all thought that such a big thing as leaving the clan was just talk. Who knew we would take it seriously?"

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she slapped her thighs and howled: "What evil did I do in my previous life? Why did I marry such an unreliable man! I have never accomplished anything in my life..."

Song Tao cursed in her heart.

Only you know!

She persuaded Mrs. Wang slowly: "Mom, there is nothing wrong with dividing the clan. Our relationship with Cousin Yun's family is already like this. Dad still wants to open a kiln factory in the future. There is a conflict of interests. Even if we don't fall out today, We will still fall out in the future.”

"But your father is useless. Without the care of the clan, I'm afraid we wouldn't even be able to eat!" Wang cried.

Song Tao had no choice but to continue to persuade her mother: "I'll let Ding Xiang go and inquire. If the elders of the clan still consider their feelings and let dad take the initiative to split the clan instead of being expelled from the clan, he and the Song clan can still be relatives."

When she said this, her heart moved and she hesitated: "It's just that if the second wife wants to adopt an heir, in terms of closeness, our family is not even as good as the Eleventh Grandpa's family..."

Wang immediately grasped the key.

She held her daughter's hand and said, "Is this Song Jiyun's purpose?"

She couldn't help but look disgusted: "She is so cruel."

Then he was thankful: "Fortunately, I'm not planning to adopt your brother to anyone!"

But her father wanted her brother to have two houses on one shoulder.

Song Tao was thoughtful and urged Ding Xiang: "Go to the hall again and have a look. If anything happens, send us a message in time."

Lilac ran away in a flash.

Song Tao thought in her heart that in her previous life, Song Jiyun also left the clan.

Without the burden of the clan, Song Jiyun was free to show off his talents. After becoming famous, the clan begged Song Jiyun to return to the clan.

Everything is fake, only money and power are real.

She couldn't help but stretch her hands and feet and felt that her breathing became easier.