Enter the Room

  Chapter 104

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

   As he said, he took the brocade box containing the Linglong ball: "It's just right, I'm missing a curtain foot."

  When encountering strong winds, the door curtains are easy to be 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 they are all 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 one hundred thousand taels of silver he had promised to him...Compared to the gold and silver exquisite ball, 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 and said abruptly, "Then what is the rule 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 specific 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, falling on his spotless shoulders, smiled with his mouth 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 got the news soon.

   "The time is set for tomorrow." His face was a little unhappy, "It is said that only a dozen or so people were 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 Cuiyun felt heavy in his heart.

  For a banquet 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 of the day, and the people attending the banquet should also prepare clothing and accessories in advance, and reward money and other things.

  She hasn't got the invitation yet, 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 this, 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 master book is made of iron, and the magistrate of flowing water".

  I'm afraid I have to turn to the master Wang for help on this matter.

  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, Mr. 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.

   Wang Zhubo's family lives in the back street of the county government office, only a 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 washed 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 funerals.

  Seeing Song Jiyun, Mrs. Wang took her hand with tears in her eyes without waiting for her to salute: "Good boy, I'm so sorry for you!"

  Ms. Qian is not good at communication. Although Master Wang has a good relationship with Song Youliang, Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Qian are not close friends.

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 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 child is a person who can accomplish great things!

   This thought immediately came to 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 Master Wang, and found an excuse to retreat.

   Wang Zhubo 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 in embarrassment: "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."

   As she spoke, she opened the brocade box.

  In the brocade box, there are two identical white porcelain thin-necked plum vases side by side, but one is like ivory, simple and dignified; the other is like jade, crystal clear and moist.

   Master Wang's heart skipped a beat.

  Songjia Kiln Factory fired new porcelain, named "Sweet White Porcelain" because its luster is like white sugar, he has heard of it.

  He couldn't help but stepped forward, took the glazed plum bottle with a thin neck, and said in a voiceless voice: "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: "Now that 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 so powerful that not everyone can speak up 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 gatherings like the flower viewing party hosted by Mr. Wen, I can only ask a world uncle like you to help and take care of me."

  Master Wang folded 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 next to 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 Wensi Building."

  (end of this chapter)