Enter the Room

  Chapter 314

Yuan Yunzhong frowned when he heard the words, and said: "I don't have any impression of this Wei Jie. It may be some in-laws of our family who have dealt with me when I was young. But don't worry, I have asked someone to investigate gone."

  Then what kind of presence did he feel when he ran in front of her?

  Song Jiyun guessed that Wei Jie should be dissatisfied with her marrying Yuan Yunzhong.

  She couldn't help snorting a few times.

  Yuan Yunzhong obviously realized it too. He apologized to her embarrassingly again: "I didn't handle this matter well. Don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen again."

  Song Jiyun nodded.

  Yuan Yunzhong asked her: "Are you still used to it when you come to the capital?"

   His eyes fell on her, lingering around her like spring water.

   Although Song Jiyun lived in the south in her previous life, she often came to the north to participate in various activities and celebrations. If time did not allow her, she would have planned to wander around her favorite streets and alleys in her previous life.

"Very good." She invited Yuan Yunzhong into the house, and the two sat down on the big kang by the window. She pushed the pine nuts in front of him and said, "Wang Hua said that there are all kinds of pine nuts in the main courtyard of this house. Dilong, I thought it would be nice if we came here in winter. The winter in Jiangxi is wet and cold, so we need to light a brazier, even if it is the best silver carbon, it is not as comfortable as Dilong."

  Yuan Yunzhong saw that in addition to pine nuts in her savings box, there were also nuts such as hazelnuts and almonds that northerners often eat, and she actually knew that burning earth dragon was more comfortable than burning a brazier, so he knew that she really understood life in the north.

  He couldn't help being excited and excited, and he pulled her away: "I'll take you somewhere. I heard you're coming to the capital, so I wanted to take you there, but unfortunately..."

   Before he met her, he was left in the palace by the emperor because of his father.

  The summer in the north is not like the south. Even if you stand in the shade of a tree, it is still hot when it should be hot. It is cool when it is shaded.

  It just so happens that the weather today is exceptionally sunny again. The trees outside the house are shady, and the cicadas are singing, revealing the unique longness and tranquility of summer.

   Song Jiyun was infected by Yuan Yunzhong's emotions, and said, "Where are we going? I don't want to bask in the sun."

  Yuan Yunzhong laughed out loud, his eyebrows revealing a rare smoothness and a heroic spirit.

  He glanced at her jade-like white and translucent skin, and called Wang Hua loudly to come in, and told him to get a tung oil umbrella: "Go and get a Xiang Yunsha gauze."

  Song Jiyun wondered: "Where can I sell Xiangyun yarn in the capital?"

   Xiangyun yarn is especially refreshing and soft to wear in summer because of its special craftsmanship.

   It's just that she asked someone to go to Suzhou, Hangzhou and Nanjing to find Xiangyunsha several times, but she was disappointed and returned. She didn't expect to hear it from Yuan Yunzhong suddenly.

Yuan Yunzhong also felt strange: "Do you know Xiangyun yarn? It is a tribute. Last year the emperor rewarded several horses, and I gave them to my grandfather, grandfather and parents respectively. Didn't I plan to go to Jingdezhen before? I was thinking that you are afraid of heat and In summer, I don’t use bluegrass for bamboo mats, so I went to ask my grandfather’s embroiderer, and found that he still had two pieces of fragrant cloud gauze, so I asked my grandfather to make some summer clothes for you. It just came in handy."

   As he spoke, Wang Hua ran over out of breath, took an umbrella, and hugged the paper box with the zipper.

  Yuan Yunzhong held up a tung oil umbrella, and said: "I'll hold an umbrella for you, and you'll be covered with a fragrant cloud gauze, so you won't be exposed to the sun."

   Song Jiyun saw that the fragrant cloud gauze was black and shiny, with fold-like dark lines, soft and firm in the hand, with muscles and bones, and more breathable and cool when worn on the body, he couldn't put it down immediately, and looked around.

  Yuan Yunzhong looked at his eyebrows and smiled a little.

  He took her by the hand and pulled her into the carriage.

  The carriage was hung with linen curtains, and the wind came in, making it very cool.

Yuan Yunzhong raised the curtain of the car and pointed to the scenery outside: "There is Baimi Xie Street. You must think that this place sells white rice from the name of the place. It is not. There is a temple here called Baimi Temple, and its street is oblique. That’s right, everyone calls this place Baimixie Street... Next to it is Shichahai. Many people who do ice kiln business store ice here, but here are the most merchants selling ice. In winter and summer, the people here There are a lot of them. Look there, there is a large lake, which is Shichahai. Many places in the capital called the sea are actually lakes... When it freezes in winter, many people come here to skate. Sometimes the palace will hold events here A large-scale ice play. People from the Guards and the Wucheng Bingmasi will participate..."

  The carriage went all the way west, and finally stopped by a lake full of lotus flowers.

  Yuan Yunzhong helped Song Jiyun get out of the carriage, held an umbrella, and walked into an alley with twists and turns, and stopped in front of a black lacquered wishful door.

  The door is half open, and inside the door is a bamboo forest.

  Yuan Yunzhong led her in.

  The pavilions inside turned out to be a restaurant.

   "It's Sichuan cuisine." Yuan Yunzhong sat down with her in a private room.

  There were only the two of them in the private room, a small round table was set, the window was pasted with red gauze, the small bridge was flowing water outside the window, and the winding path led to secluded places. At first glance, one thought they were in the south of the Yangtze River.

   Along the way, except for the attendant who led the way, they didn't meet another person.

  Yuan Yunzhong handed over a menu written in flower notes: "Take a look, what do you like to eat?"

   Song Jiyun saw that there were both boiled cabbage and spicy tofu on the menu, so he knew he had met a top Sichuan chef.

She asked the attendant which dishes are the master's specialties, and asked about the portion size. After ordering a few dishes, she handed the menu to Yuan Yunzhong, saying: "You can order a few more dishes that you like. It's almost the same. "

  Yuan Yunzhong also followed the recommendation of the attendant, and ordered some of his favorite food.

  The attendants served them refreshments, and then quietly retreated out.

  Yuan Yunzhong put a piece of candied fruit in her saucer, and said, "Next time we go to the Qianfo Temple. There is a restaurant over there that cooks Anhui cuisine. You must like it too."

  Anhui cuisine is also spicy and light.

   It is the most comfortable way to neither wrong each other nor make room for each other when dating.

  Song Jiyun smiled and replied "Yes".

   After dinner, Yuan Yunzhong took her to an alley that sold pens, ink, paper and inkstones: "It was the place I visited most often when I was a child. I even bought a piece of She inkstone with caviar pattern once, and it only cost more than ten yuan."

   Song Jiyun thought he wanted her to see his favorite places.

Who knows that he turned around and led her into a Wenxuan selling calligraphy and painting, and told her in a low voice: "The boss here is a failed candidate, but his family is in the tea business and has a lot of money. Relief for those literati who have failed, and buy their paintings and calligraphy at high prices. Therefore, it is very famous among literati in the capital.

   “Several of my grandfather’s classmates once secretly sold calligraphy and paintings here.

  “Here, you can often find good paintings and calligraphy.

   "Isn't there a shortage of painters in Jingdezhen? Let's do some shopping, and when the time comes, we'll buy a batch and put them together in a booklet. Maybe we can make a porcelain book and pass it on to future generations!"

  Calligraphy and paintings at this time will be signed, and whoever buys them belongs to that family, and other houses cannot use them.

  Yuan Yunzhong, is this setting fire to arrange for them to live in Jingdezhen?

   Sisters, it took a lot of work to check the information, and the update is late. Sorry ^O^

  (end of this chapter)