Enter the Room

Outside Yinyu Hall, there is a clear and shining street.

Song Jiyun said goodbye to Shao Qing who sent her out.

Shao Qing greeted her warmly: "Miss Song, come and sit here more often when she has nothing to do. Our... Mr. Yuan is very interested in the patterns on those porcelains."

"Okay!" Song Jiyun and Shao Qing exchanged pleasantries for several times before turning and leaving.

On the roadside are camphor trees with lush branches and leaves, and in the corners are clusters of purple jasmine, which are gorgeous and colorful under the bright moonlight.

Song Jiyun walked back slowly, thinking about what he had to do in the past few days.

The Hong family has given their family such a great favor. I wonder if Mr. Hong is just providing help in times of need? Or is there another plan?

If it is a timely help, no amount of gifts may be enough to repay Mr. Hong!

If there is another plan, I wonder what Mr. Hong wants?

Then there is the kiln factory.

The cost of burning coal is too high. It's okay once in a while for orders, but not in the long run. It is necessary to find out how much firewood is needed to burn a kiln of sweet white porcelain as soon as possible.

There are also orders from the Royal Kiln Factory for next year. Do you still want to bid?

The evening breeze blew on her face, and it was no longer as hot as before, but she still felt that the corners of her lips were a little tight as if something was pressed against them.

Song Jiyun returned to the room, washed his face with cold water, and looked at himself with a target scope.

The red lips are still plump, coated with colorless lipstick for maintenance, and they are shiny like petals soaked in dew.

She placed the target scope on the table with her backhand and stood quietly for a while before going to rest.

*

When I woke up the next morning, it was a sunny day.

As soon as the sun came out, the dewdrops on the flower trees were illuminated by the sunlight and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Song Jiyun had breakfast and called Mr. Wu to come over and talk: "The third uncle's house has been used as a private school for the Song family. My eldest uncle will soon separate from the Song family. The old lady will definitely feel uncomfortable if she finds out." I need you to be more considerate of my wife. If you have something to do, go there more often, so that the old lady won't cause trouble to her."

Manager Wu was overjoyed when he heard this and looked at Song Jiyun with admiration in his eyes.

For many years, the eldest master and the third master have taken it for granted that the second master has favored them, and they feel that the favor given to them is not gratifying enough. The second master took care of the old lady and endured it again and again. As soon as the second master left, the eldest master and the third master showed their desperation and even wanted to rob the family.

Now finally rid of these two scoundrels.

What the second master failed to do, the eldest lady did it quietly.

There is an eldest daughter in the second wife of the Song family. No matter whether the second wife gives birth to a son or a girl, why worry about not safeguarding the family fortune?

He understood Song Jiyun's words and hurriedly promised: "Don't worry, there are people watching over the old lady, and they will never cause trouble to the second wife and the eldest lady. In addition to the mother-in-law who is usually on duty, I also specially sent a few The nursing home is on guard. No one can come in without you and my wife speaking."

Song Jiyun nodded with satisfaction, went to the Qian family to tell him, and then went to the sedan hall accompanied by Zheng Quan.

The sedan chair is ready.

In addition to several sedan bearers with round waists and strong bodies, Manager Wu and several servants with large and small bags were also waiting for her in the sedan hall.

Seeing Song Jiyun coming, he sent a confidant to load the gifts for the Hong family into the car. He took the red and gold gift list and asked Song Jiyun to show it: "Do you think there is anything else to give?"

Song Jiyun looked at it and found that the courtesy was 30% more than that of the general family.

"Very good!" she said, feeling more and more that Manager Wu was a good person in managing internal affairs.

Suddenly there was a voice saying hello outside.

Song Jiyun raised his head and saw Yuan Yunzhong walking over with his six sons, wearing a moon-white silk skirt with calamus pattern and dark pattern.

Under the sun, the slender leaves intertwined with light and dark on the Zhihe shone brightly, making the originally elegant Zhihe reveal a kind of casual luxury, which set off his handsome eyebrows as dazzling as pearls.

This was the first time she saw him dressed like this.

Don’t tell me, it’s pretty good-looking!

Song Jiuyun couldn't help but blinked.

Yuan Yunzhong has entered the sedan hall.

In the cool open hall, his jade face was as bright as the bright moon.

Song Jiuyun felt a slight heat at the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Yunzhong casually glanced at the big red gift in her hand and said, "From the Hong family?"

Song Jiyun hurriedly suppressed the slightly different feelings and said, "Why are you here? But what's the matter?"

Yuan Yunzhong looked at her steadily, the corners of his mouth tightened into a straight line, and his posture seemed straighter.

In an instant, the sedan hall was filled with an atmosphere of tense tension.

Song Jiyun could feel his anger, but couldn't understand why he was angry.

She looked at Yuan Yunzhong carefully, but when she looked up, she saw the emerald green bamboo hairpin stuck in his black hair.

She suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He was dressed so formally. Was he going to visit Mr. Hong with her?

But she didn't invite him!

Did Yuan Yunzhong mistakenly think that she was inviting him when she said she was going to Hong's house yesterday?

Song Jiyun was embarrassed, not knowing what to say.

Afraid of hurting Yuan Yunzhong's self-esteem, she organized her words.

But before she could speak, Yuan Yunzhong had already turned around and got on the sedan next to him, and said calmly: "If the Hong family asks, you will be blamed for everything!"

He... was he explaining to her?

Song Jiuyun was very surprised.

Although she "forced" Yuan Yunzhong to become the son-in-law of the Song family, after all, it was acting, and Yuan Yunzhong had no obligation or responsibility to accompany her every moment.

Song Jiuyun's fingertips were slightly numb.

But Yuan Yunzhong had already told Zheng Quan: "Get up the sedan! Go to Hong's house early so that you can come back early."

Zheng Quan looked at Song Jiyun.

Song Jiyun nodded hurriedly.

If Yuan Yunzhong can do this, she is not ignorant of good and evil.

Zheng Quan immediately arranged for another sedan.

Everyone went to the Hong Mansion at the end of the street.

The Hong family had received the notice yesterday and had sent someone to wait at the door early this morning. The Song family's sedan chair had just settled at the Hong family's gate, and the Hong family's general manager had already left with seven or eight entourages and servants. At the gate, Mr. Hong was waiting in the yard.

The chief steward of the Hong family personally stepped forward to help the sedan chair.

Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong entered the gate of Hong Mansion side by side.

Mr. Hong's eyes moved slightly.

Because he was coming to the Hong family, Song Jiyun, who was still in his mourning period, could not wear mourning clothes to visit Mr. Hong, so he changed into a moon-white plain Hangzhou silk quilt with aqua dark patterns on the edges of folded branches and flowers, and two black blue silk threads. An aqua-green hydrangea silk flower, with a face like a hibiscus, eyes like autumn water, like spring flowers, a bit of elegance in its beauty, and like the exuberant spring spirit, the surrounding scenery is all colorless.

However, the man next to her was handsome in appearance but noble in temperament, and his movements were noble and elegant, like a child of an aristocratic family who had been deeply influenced by his family's heritage.

The two of them stood together. Song Jiyun not only failed to suppress the dazzling man, but complemented each other like pearls in the morning dew, complementing each other and shining even more.

Who is this guy?

Hong Xi's eyes narrowed slightly and stayed on Yuan Yunzhong.

Sisters, I have low energy during this period, so I will write slower. In addition, I have a minor surgery on the 21st and have to go to the hospital two days early. The update in October will not be stable... everyone save up, Check back in November!