Enter the Room

  Chapter 337

  Song Jiyun blinked at him and said, "Guess?"

  Yuan Yunzhong laughed out loud.

  A servant came in and said, "Young Master Hong, please see me."

  Is it Hong Xi? How did he know she was out of the palace so quickly?

  Song Jiyun brought Yuan Yunzhong a few small snacks with tea, and said, "I'll go and have a look and come back."

  Yuan Yunzhong nodded.

  Song Jiyun went to the small flower hall where he received guests.

   Hong Xi was waiting anxiously. Seeing her coming in, he looked her up and down, as if he was relieved, then he said: "Master Yuan is protecting you, I know you will be fine."

  That voice sounded a bit bitter.

  Song Jiyun looked suspiciously at his face.

  He looked as usual, gentle and polite.

  Maybe she misheard.

  Song Jiyun thought, Hong Xi had already started to ask her about the affairs in the palace, this thought flashed by, and quickly disappeared in her mind.

   It is not convenient for her to talk about those gaps in the palace, nor should she. She just briefly talked about what she saw and heard about entering the palace.

Hong Xi listened with gusto, and said, "I'm relieved to hear you say that." He also comforted her, "Old people often say that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a future blessing. You are counting a disaster as a blessing, and everything will be smooth in the future." profitable."

"Accept your good words." Song Jiyun greeted him politely, he talked about some progress in opening the shop, and then got up to leave, "You just came back, and the third division just left, you must be very tired, I won't I'm sorry to bother you. I'll come to see you again when you are free in a few days."

  Song Jiyun was indeed a little tired, so he didn't keep him, and sent him out of the house himself.

   Back in the study, Yuan Yunzhong fell asleep.

  The book in his hand fell on the ground, and he leaned on the big pillow of the Luohan bed, his closed eyes were peaceful and quiet, only the wind quietly passed through the window, and the gardenia petals in the blue plum vase trembled slightly.

  Infinite tenderness surged in Song Jiyun's heart.

   He should be tired.

  He rushed back from Mount Tai day and night, went to the palace immediately to intercede with the emperor for her, went to Hongluo Temple overnight to ask her for a peace talisman, and waited for the people from Sansi to leave.

  She leaned over to leave a light kiss on his forehead, and tenderly tucked him in the velvet blanket.

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  Third Division didn’t know how to discuss it, and it was decided that Song Jiyun would prove his innocence in the glass factory three days later.

   At that time, she will have to build a kiln to burn porcelain.

  Song Jiyun sent away the person from the third department who came to deliver the official documents, and asked Wang Hua, "Do you know what happened to the person who falsely accused me?"

Yuan Yunzhong has been busy writing various inscriptions and postings for the emperor these days, sometimes these inscriptions and postings will be transferred to the Ministry of Rites or Guanglu Temple, and people from the Ministry of Rites and Guanglu Temple will ask questions. Don't even think about getting away when you go to the Yamen, Wang Hua is still left by Song Jiyun's side.

  Song Jiyun sent Wang Hua to run outside.

   Fortunately, Zheng Quan has been with him these days, and he is also open-minded, and can gradually help a little bit, so that he will not be so busy.

"It's time to ask her to burn a kiln." Wang Hua said gloatingly, "Use the formula she said. Mr. Fu from the Metropolitan Procuratorate also specially sent someone to ask Miss Song whether to use human bones or cow bones." Bones? When the time comes, Sansi will prepare bones for her."

  This is absolutely enough.

  As for Mr. Fu that Wang Hua said, he was the eighth-rank official who came together with the three divisions and wore the oriole patch.

  Song Jiyun couldn't help laughing, and said: "The people in Dali Temple said that he was flattering the Yuan family?"

Wang Hua shook his head affirmatively, and said: "I made a special trip to go back and ask Manager Shao, that Mr. Fu really has nothing to do with our family. He should have some problems with the current Shaoqing of Dali Temple. It is said that Mr. Fu's mentor is In the fourth year of Tianshun's sacrificial wine, Shaoqing of Dali Temple and this Jijiu used to be friends. Later, this Jijiu was impeached because of the collapse of the dormitory supervisor. There are rumors that it was the witness of Dali Temple Shaoqing. In addition, this time you The Shaoqing of the Dali Temple is in charge of the matter, and it is because he targets the Dali Temple that people think he is on our side."

  He also took the opportunity to tell her about several public cases in Dali Temple, the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate. They were all disputes and feuds between officials caused by some trivial matters, and they were no different from quarrels with aunts in the vegetable market.

  Song Jiyun didn't know what to say after hearing it.

Afterwards, she discussed with Wang Hua: "The reason why I want to burn porcelain in full view is firstly to prove my innocence, and secondly, to let more people in the capital know about our Songjia Kiln Factory, Song's Porcelain. Of course, the more people know about this matter, the better. Can you find a way to make this matter known to everyone in the capital, and they all come to watch the excitement."

  Wang Hua's eyes lit up when he heard it, but then he said scrupulously: "I'm afraid I have to prepare well."

  If this kiln burns down and can only be made into three or five bowls, it will not be famous but face slapped.

  Song Jiyun smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm still good at firing porcelain."

Wang Hua has never seen it with his own eyes. Even if she said so, he was still a little worried, but he would not pour cold water on her when she was full of confidence, so he said with a smile: "The little beggars in the city have leaders. Our old man donates clothes all the time, and I know several leading beggars like this, and I will ask them to help publicize it, so that everyone in the capital will know about it."

Song Jiyun went to the workshop in Ertiao Hutong, Xiejie Street, and gathered all the masters of the workshop together, who was responsible for building the kiln in Changjiang, who was in charge of bringing the kiln to the capital, who was in charge of transporting the mud, and who was in charge of controlling the kiln workers who came to Beijing. Everyone was responsible and arranged. Especially Master Xiao Guo, who is in charge of controlling kiln workers entering Beijing: "I am most afraid that someone will plot against us in the past few days, so that we will not be able to complete the kiln by then. I will take a few days off specially so that you can go out and have a good time. Then I will pay you three times your wages."

  The crowd cheered for a while, and a kiln worker even said: "My boss, don't worry, I even smell the water carefully to see if there is any smell, and I will never let anyone take advantage of it."

  Everyone laughed again after hearing this.

  Someone even teased the kiln worker: "Have you ever taken Mongolian sweat medicine or laxative? You don't know if it smells like it or not."

  The kiln worker rubbed his head with a smirk, and said: "Anyway, I listen to Master Xiao Guo, and he can do whatever he asks."

  Master Xiao Guo scolded with a smile: "You should listen to the boss. Do whatever the boss asks you to do!"

  Everyone laughed again.

  Song Jiyun was also infected by the joyful atmosphere, and went to Eunuch Qin's mansion with a smile on his lips.

  After leaving the palace, she still hasn't thanked Xianjun Baoguang.

Immortal Baoguang was very happy to see her, first he scolded King Ning and the people from Sansi severely, and then said: "If you don't leave the palace, you won't be able to see me. I'm going back to Longhu Mountain soon I will come to play with you when I return to Beijing."

  Song Jiyun felt that he was still very reliable in his work, and said: "Don't worry, the accounts of the shop in the capital are absolutely clean. Next time you return to Beijing, just wait for the money to be collected."

  Bao Guangxian Jun smiled happily, and wanted to introduce Eunuch Miao to her: "Eunuch Miao said that you are a righteous person, and the money you promised to give him is not less, you can pay it!"

   "Thank you for being considerate!" Song Jiyun smiled, and talked about firing porcelain in the glass factory in three days. If he is free, let him go to support the show.

  Baoguang Xianjun knew this best. He patted his chest and said: "Don't worry! I will not only go by myself, but also bring my brothers there. It will definitely embarrass the Dali Temple."

   "That's not the case." Song Jiyun laughed, and said, "Just go and support the show. This is a trivial matter, and it's not your turn to take action with your brothers."

  Baoguang Xianjun was very happy to be praised by her, and he sent her out of the house with a happy smile.

   It's just that Song Jiyun saw Zhou Zheng with an anxious face as soon as he returned home.

   "Boss, something has happened!" He said anxiously, "There is no white clay Qitu for firing jade porcelain in the market."

  (end of this chapter)