Enter the room 2

Chapter 104

Yuan Yunzhong raised his jaw slightly, and said coldly and arrogantly: "Let's talk about it when the time comes!"

He said, and took the brocade box containing the exquisite ball: "It's just right, I'm missing a curtain foot."

When encountering strong winds, the door curtains are easily blown and fluttered. People who are more particular will decorate some heavy objects on the corners of the curtains, which can not only press the corners of the curtains to prevent them from being blown by the wind, but also serve as decorations.

But gold and silver are relatively soft, not to mention that they will be deformed after a few bumps, not to mention that they are both hollow.

Song Jiyun couldn't help asking: "Is it too light?"

Yuan Yunzhong stared at her with scorching eyes, and said, "You can't be reluctant, are you?"

Song Jiyun thought of the 10 taels of silver he had promised him... Compared to the gold and silver exquisite balls, it was nothing.

She simply spread her hands and said, "Just do what you think suits you!"

Yuan Yunzhong cast a sideways glance at her, turned around and walked out.

Song Jiyun politely sent him out of the flower hall, and stood under the eaves, ready to watch him leave.

Who knew that he also stopped in his tracks, and said abruptly, "Then what are the regulations for the flower viewing feast?"

Song Jiyun was overjoyed.

Did he agree?

"I just heard about it." She told him the news from Hong Xi, and added, "I don't know the exact time, nor have I received an invitation. I'm about to send someone to inquire."

Yuan Yunzhong gave an ambiguous "hmm" and walked away leisurely.

Song Jiyun watched the warm autumn sun leaking from the shadows of flowers and trees, and landed on his spotless shoulders. He smiled with his lips pursed, stood under the eaves, and watched him leave.After a while, I called Zheng Quan and asked him to inquire about the flower feast.

Zheng Quan soon found out the news.

"The time is set for tomorrow." His complexion was a little unhappy, "It is said that only a dozen or so people have been invited. Only those who have received invitations can go to the banquet. Those who do not have invitations will not be received even if they come to the door."

He finally paused, and added: "Only the Ninth Master of the Song family received the invitation."

Song Jiyun suddenly felt heavy in his heart.

For banquets like this, posts are usually posted several days in advance, and the person who sends the post will also inform the people attending the banquet of the itinerary for the day, and the people attending the banquet should also prepare clothing and gifts in advance.

She hadn't received the invitation at this time, obviously the host didn't intend to invite her this time.

The point is, she didn't hear the slightest sign of trouble.

Song Jiyun was silent for a long time, and invited Madam Zheng to come over, told her about it, and said: "You immediately prepare a generous gift and go to Master Wang's house, saying that I want to visit Master Wang and see Mrs. Wang How to say?"

There is a saying in Liang County that "the chief book of iron, the county magistrate of flowing water".

For this matter, I am afraid that I have to turn to Master Wang for help.

Mother Zheng knew that the matter was of great importance, so she answered "yes" repeatedly, and immediately went to Wang's house in a sedan chair, and came back an hour later.

"Miss," she said excitedly, "Mrs. Wang said, Master Wang is free to see you after dinner."

Song Jiyun heaved a sigh of relief, counting the time and went to Master Wang's house.

Master Wang's family lives in the back street of the county government office, only one shot away from Wensi Building.

When Song Jiyun passed by, he saw the bustle of people in Wensi Building. Seven or eight young men were hanging red lanterns on ladders, and some old women were washing the green bricks in front of the door with water. It seemed that they were preparing for tomorrow's banquet.

She lowered the car curtain and quietly entered Wang's house.

Mrs. Wang is a woman in her forties, of medium build, plump and with a friendly smile.

When Song Youliang was alive, Song Jiyun had met her several times when he accompanied Qian to attend weddings and weddings.

Seeing Song Jiyun, Mrs. Wang didn't wait for her to salute, she took her hand with tears in her eyes: "Good boy, I'm so sorry for you!"

Qian Shi is not good at communication. Although Master Wang has a good relationship with Song Youliang, Mrs. Wang and Qian Shi do not have a close friendship.

When she said this, Song Jiyun's eyes turned red no matter whether it was sincere or social, and he insisted on giving Mrs. Wang a blessing, and said, "What's wrong with me? Our family can have what it is today, it all depends on you and Mr. Wang giving us Make the decision. My mother and I didn't say anything, but we knew it in our hearts! No, I came to you with a straight face when I encountered something."

Mrs. Wang was secretly surprised, and her eyes fell on her face.

Her eyes are sad, but her tight jaw reveals firmness, like a camellia flower that is still blooming after frost and snow. It is beautiful and compelling, but it also makes people feel at ease and secure.

This kid is a person who can accomplish great things!

The thought immediately popped up in her mind.

Looking at Song Jiyun again, her attitude became subconsciously solemn: "I watched you grow up, who will we help if we don't help you?"

The two talked affectionately and drank two cups of tea before Master Wang came back.

Mrs. Wang introduced Song Jiyun to Mr. Wang, and found an excuse to retreat.

Master Wang is thin and thin, wearing a green official uniform embroidered with quail patches, with deep Sichuan lines between his eyebrows, a goatee, and a serious face.

Song Jiyun saluted, tactfully expressing his intention to come.

Master Wang squeezed his goatee, and said awkwardly: "The Song family is also a respectable family in Liang County, but you are a generation of women after all, and it is the first time Master Jiang has shown himself in Liang County. We don't know his nature, I'm afraid Something went wrong, Mr. Wen didn't invite you."

"That's it!" Song Jiyun said disappointedly, without too much entanglement, instead he took out a brocade box and said, "Besides this, I have one more thing, please give me your advice."

She said, and opened the brocade box.

There are two identical white porcelain plum vases with thin necks side by side in the brocade box, but one is like ivory, simple and dignified; the other is like jade, crystal clear and moist.

Master Wang's heart skipped a beat.

He had heard of the new porcelain fired by the Songjia Kiln Factory, which was named "Sweet White Porcelain" because its luster was like white sugar.

He couldn't help but stepped forward, took the glazed plum vase with a thin neck, and said in disbelief, "This, is this the 'sweet white porcelain'?"

"My lord has good eyesight." Song Jiyun smiled, "I brought one here specially, how about you take a look?"

Master Wang couldn't help looking at the light.

Thin carcass, you can see his finger shadow.

Song Jiyun said beside him: "Since there are new porcelains, the old porcelains from the past will definitely not be used anymore. I wondered if I could discuss with Mr. Wan to use the old porcelains to burn folk sacrificial offerings." porcelain."

Master Wang paused for a moment with the hand holding the plum vase.

Song Jiyun continued: "But you also know that Duke Wan is a high-ranking official, and not everyone can speak in front of him."

Master Wang put down the plum vase in his hand.

"Looking at the entire Liang County, you are the only one who can be the middleman. I would like to trouble you to help our family speak in front of Eunuch Wan." Song Jiyun paused, and congratulated the king, "But it is just as you said just now After all, I am a girl, and I am good at managing kilns, but for social activities like the flower appreciation party hosted by Mr. Wen, I can only ask a senior uncle like you to help and take care of me."

Master Wang put his hands behind his back, watching her eyes gradually become sharper.

Under his gaze, Song Jiyun smiled calmly and took out another plum vase, and placed it beside the sweet white porcelain plum vase.

Master Wang looked at the two plum vases, remained silent for a long time, called his personal attendant, and said, "Bring Miss Song an invitation card from Wensilou."

(End of this chapter)