Enter the Room

  Chapter 53

   Everyone followed the prestige, and saw Mrs. Li walking in carefully supporting Mrs. Zeng who looked haggard.

  Song Sanliang hurried over to help Zeng Shi: "Mother, why are you here?"

   Mrs. Zeng didn't answer him, but patted his hand, and said to everyone present: "You can't just go to the Yamen like this. If you want to go, you have to discuss it before you go."

  Wang Dahai has been found, and this case should be closed. But Wang Dahai kept saying that Song Sanliang was going to kill him, so if he went to the government like this, Song Sanliang would be sentenced to exile for three thousand miles, if not executed.

  Zeng can't let her precious son end up like this.

  Grandfather Song Jiu and Song Daliang also reacted at this time.

  If Song Sanliang was imprisoned, maybe the two of them would be implicated as well.

  Especially Grandpa Song Jiu thought more about it.

  He is a scholar, and he has an examination every year. If you are involved in such a case, you are likely to be judged by the chief examiner as the bottom class. If you are the bottom class for three consecutive years, you can be disqualified as a scholar.

  He hurriedly helped Zeng: "Yes, yes, we have discussed it first before going to the government, so as not to offend the people in the yamen."

   With the support of Mr. Song Jiu, Mrs. Zeng felt a lot lighter.

  She looked at Song Jiyun sharply, but her heart was pounding.

  Her granddaughter has a bad temper, has no respect for her elders, and has a vicious heart.

  She has seen Song Jiyun kicked several times in a row, and she is not sure whether Song Jiyun will give her face.

   But, it doesn't matter.

  If Song Jiyun doesn't give her face, just let everyone see how unfilial Song Jiyun is.

  Thinking about it this way, Zeng somewhat gained some confidence.

  Who knew that Song Jiyun seemed to have no gap with her, and asked them gently: "What do those elders mean?"

Originally, Mrs. Zeng wanted to wait for Grandpa Song Jiu to speak first, but Mrs. Li was so anxious that she kept shaking Mrs. Zeng's sleeves, and Mrs. Zeng felt heartbroken seeing her son's distressed expression, so she simply rushed over. Grandpa Song Jiu said before: "Wang Dahai was originally a clerk in the Songjia Kiln Factory. The second child is gone, and the third child asked him to do something. It is possible that he did not make it clear for a while. On the government side, just say it was a misunderstanding. .”

   Master Song Jiu listened and swallowed what he was going to say.

  The Zeng family wanted to stand up for Song Sanliang, as long as Song Sanliang was kept, he and Song Daliang would naturally be kept as well. Song Jiyun is not a vegetarian, he better not get involved.

  He is pinching his beard, as if everything is up to you.

When Song Jiyun saw it, he actually stayed out of the matter and said: "Grandmother, you are the elder. Since you have spoken, no matter how wronged I am as a junior, I will definitely not make the elders unhappy. It's just that I am not the one who suffers." , whether this method works or not, you have to discuss it with Shopkeeper Wang."

  Ms. Zeng felt a hanging heart drop to the ground.

  What kind of thing is Wang Dahai?

  It's just a pariah who begs for food in their house.

  She thought of the way Wang Dahai fawned on Song Youliang when Song Youliang was there, and she didn't even glance at him from the corner of her eyes.

  She just didn't expect Song Jiyun to be so eloquent.

  Zeng couldn't help but beam with joy, and said: "Then this matter is settled like this!"

   It's just that before her words fell, Wang Dahai wiped his tears with his sleeves and said, "It must be going to the government to close the case."

   Zeng seemed to have been slapped loudly in the face in an instant, his face was hot and he couldn't get off the stage.

  Her face darkened, half threatening and half warning: "Wang Dahai, don't be foolish!"

"Old lady, I don't want to!" Wang Dahai cried miserably, "The third master insisted that I colluded with the eldest lady to frame him. What a crime it is! I can't bear it! Don't take this opportunity today to make it clear Now, what should I do in the future!"

Before Zeng said anything, Song Sanliang couldn't help it. He glared at Wang Dahai and cursed: "Don't get cheap and act like a good boy. How did you climb onto the floor of our house? You don't have a clue? I don't." If you kill you, you should burn incense, and you still go to the yamen to sue me. Let me tell you, even if you go to the yamen, money can turn ghosts, it’s not what my Song family said..."

  Song Jiyun coughed heavily, interrupted his words, and said softly: "Third Uncle, be careful! We can't criticize the affairs of the government office, and our Song family is not that bandit and local tyrant."

Song Sanliang had long believed that Song Jiyun was the original culprit who framed him, and wished he could strangle her to death, how could he hear such words, but then he thought about the thirty big slaps he was beaten in the government, his chest heaved with anger, and in the end he could only It turned into a sentence, "This is not for you to speak."

  Wang Dahai seemed to have grasped the straw to save his life, and hurriedly said to Song Jiyun: "Miss, it's not that I'm stubborn and don't know how to adapt. You see, the third master is still yelling at me until now. I can't help it!"

  Song Sanliang looked at Wang Dahai like a bug, and now that the bug was crawling on top of his head and domineering, he couldn't bear it.

  He looked around, suddenly picked up a grand master chair and threw it at Wang Dahai: "You think I really can't deal with you!"

  Wang Dahai jumped out in fright: "Help! The third master wants to kill me!"

  Song Sanliang broke the can and threw it, chased and hit him: "I'm going to kill you, what can you do?"

  Don't talk about Zeng, even Grandpa Song Jiu can't stand it anymore. I feel that I have misjudged him in the past, and I think Song Sanliang is a good person. Now, even Song Jiyun is not as good as him.

   But he wasn't going to take care of it.

  Song Daliang hoped that Song Sanliang would be unlucky, watching the excitement from the side.

   The hall was full of chickens and dogs, everyone finally blocked the two of them, Song Sanliang was still like a cockfight.

   Mrs. Zeng didn't like to see Wang Dahai either, thinking that he was the source of the disaster, but the matter had come to this point, Song Sanliang was caught by someone, anger and unwillingness were useless.

  She persuaded Song Sanliang: "Calm down! Get rid of Wang Dahai first."

  Song Sanliang was going to die of grievance now, he said angrily: "Mother, do you also think that I did this?"

  Zeng felt that this was really something Song Sanliang could do, but at this time, she definitely couldn't say it out: "I know you were wronged, but at this time, we can't go head-to-head!"

   There was an evasion in her words that she didn't even notice.

  Song Sanliang was so angry that he vomited blood. He wanted to argue but was unable to argue. He was full of anger and could only lose his temper at the grand master chair beside him.

   "Crackling" overturned a large area.

  But Wang Dahai was still yelling from the side: "Miss, look, it's not that I don't want to reconcile with the third master, it's that the third master doesn't want to let me go!"

  He also said: "Miss, you have to make the decision for me! I am from the kiln! The third master lost the bet with you, and you will be the person in charge of the kiln in the future. You can't leave me alone!"

  When did Song Jiyun become the manager of the kiln factory? !

  Don't talk about Song Sanliang, even Mrs. Zeng and Mr. Ninth were dumbfounded.

However, the people in the kiln factory seemed to have found their backbone, they were still those young people who "rescued" Wang Dahai from the floor, and they were full of resentment towards Song Sanliang, so they immediately took the lead and shouted: "Yes! Miss, you have to decide for us!"

  Master Song Jiu hurriedly stood up, and said: "Wait! The matter of this kiln factory is the matter of the kiln factory, and the matter of Wang Dahai is the matter of Wang Dahai. Don't confuse them!"

   A young man said: "That's the same thing. The third master told us to come to the eldest lady because the white porcelain couldn't be fired. Now he doesn't admit it. We must have something to reason with, right?"

  Everyone's denunciation was louder than one.

  Master Song Jiu might get him involved if he knows what to say.

   He kept his mouth shut.

  Song Daliang thought of Song Tao's words, but also stood on the sidelines without saying a word.

   Mrs. Li was in a hurry, rushed forward, and screamed: "No! No! The kiln belongs to our master! Song Jiyun is a woman, why should she manage the kiln?"

  If she had yelled this sentence before Wang Dahai appeared, some people would think it made sense, but things have developed step by step to the current situation, and no one has paid any attention to her.

Compared with whether it is a man or a woman in charge of the kiln factory, survival is more important - like Song Sanliang, he looks down on them from the bottom of his heart, they drink at the same table when they need it, and they kill people when they don't need it, it's too cool Thin, they are very afraid.

  Everyone wanted to settle this matter quickly with the same hatred: "Miss, we listen to you about the kiln factory!"

   "Miss, you can't let it go!"

  Song Jiyun wondered: "It's not that I don't want to take care of it, it's because most of the people here are my elders, so it's not my turn to take care of it!"

   "But I only believe in you!" Wang Dahai knelt in front of her, begging bitterly, "If you don't help me, I'll have to go to the Yamen to make it clear."

   To file a lawsuit in vain, no matter whether it is justified or not, you must first hit 20 boards.

  Wang Dahai is determined to meet Song Sanliang in the yamen.

   Everyone also begged for him: "You have to make the decision for us!"

  Zeng saw it, and couldn't help closing his eyes.

  It was a hot day, but her heart was like a cold wind blowing, and the bones were cold, as if she had aged ten years in an instant.

She tightly grasped Song Sanliang's trembling hand, and kept persuading him in a low voice: "My son, keep the green hills here, so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. Let's bear with her this time. In the future, we will definitely avenge our grievances." , there is revenge. Then Han Xin has been humiliated by his crotch..."

  Song Sanliang felt his throat was fishy and sweet, and he didn't speak for a long time.

   Only then did Zeng feel relieved, gritted his teeth and said to Song Jiyun: "Then you will be a middleman, and see what conditions Wang Dahai has?"

  Li Shi was not convinced, and just said "Why?" Zeng swallowed it back with a cold look.

  She looked at Song Jiyun angrily.

Song Jiyun didn't even give her a glimpse from the corner of his eye, but thought for a while, and said bluntly but still modestly: "Since everyone thinks that it is suitable for me to manage the kiln factory, and shopkeeper Wang is also a member of the kiln factory. , then I will overestimate myself and help everyone be the middleman!"

  Everyone cheered.

  Song Jiyun instructed the servant girl of the third room to re-arrange the tables and chairs in the hall, and asked everyone to sit down. He asked Zeng and Song Sanliang in a warm voice: "Grandmother, third uncle, what do you mean?"

  Song Sanliang sat there dumbly, ignoring everyone.

   Zeng said: "I still mean what I said before, no need to go to the yamen, it's private."

  Song Jiyun persuaded Wang Dahai: "Since you hired me as a middleman, you should take a step back."

  Wang Dahai smiled wryly: "As long as the third master promises not to kill me, everything else is easy to discuss."

  Ms. Zeng patted the back of his son's hand lightly, fearing that Song Sanliang would be angry and do something irrational again, so as to comfort him.

  Song Sanliang remained silent.

   Zeng felt at ease, and said: "Yes! I promise that the third master will not pursue the past again!"

  Wang Hai said: "Then sign a contract just like the bet the third master made with the eldest lady before."

   Zeng was so blocked that he couldn't breathe.

  Written in black and white, wouldn’t it be possible to turn over the old account whenever you want to take it out in the future?

   "No!" Zeng refused without thinking.

  Wang Hai said: "Then I won't agree to be private anymore."

  Both sides just froze there.

  Song Jiyun asked Mr. Song Jiu for advice: "You have rich experience, do you think there is any other solution to this matter?"

  After finishing speaking, she also said: "My third uncle has such a temper. If he doesn't cut the mess quickly, he doesn't know what people and things will come out."

   There is something in the words!

  Master Song Jiu took a deep look at Song Jiyun.

  If she hadn’t reported Wang Dahai’s disappearance back then, it might not be so easy for Wang Dahai to sue the authorities at this time.

   Could it be that she planned all this long ago?

  He was combing his beard, and he was very jealous of Song Jiyun, afraid that if he would not agree, Song Jiyun would have another trick on his side, and he was even afraid that Song Jiyun had planned a long time ago and that he would not make a move and let him fall into her trap.

  Master Song Jiu pondered: "Why don't you sign a contract without specifying any reason, just promise that from now on, the third master will never trouble Wang Dahai again, what do you think?"

   Zeng reluctantly agreed.

  Wang Dahai had something to say: "Everyone lives in the same city, and we don't see each other when we look down. The third master and I met on the street and insisted that I make way for him. Does this count as asking for trouble?"

  Master Song Jiu said helplessly: "Then how do you write this deed?"

   "I think unless the third master promises never to set foot in Liang County in this life, there will always be a time to meet." Wang Hai said, "I dare not take this risk!"

   "Fart!" Li Shi said fiercely, "Why do you let us leave Liang County, if you want to leave, you will go!"

  Song Jiyun and others pretended not to hear, Song Jiyun murmured: "This is also a way."

She looked up at Mrs. Zeng: "I remember that our family still has an old house in the country, and the third uncle's farm is also there, why not let the third uncle move there, it is also very convenient to visit the third uncle when we are free. "

   Zeng almost fainted.

  The old house was built by Song Sanliang’s great-grandfather. No one lived in it for a long time, and only a few wall foundations remained. Living there takes more effort than rebuilding a house.

  Besides, the Song family has had a foothold in Liang County for several generations. After returning to their hometown, wouldn't it be that they returned to the past overnight.

   "No!" She said without thinking, "The old house has long been uninhabitable."

  Song Jiyun said: "It's fine to live in other places, but at the beginning you gave the ancestral land to the third uncle, so it may not be convenient for the third uncle to live in other places."

   These words reminded Song Daliang.

  The eldest son failed to inherit the ancestral land, which was the pain of his life.

  He immediately shouted: "That's right! If the third child doesn't want to go back to his hometown, he can go to his siblings' natal family in Shangrao. Sell the ancestral land to me, and you can go to Shangrao to buy another field."

   "Don't even think about it!" Mrs. Li didn't care too much, and argued with him, "It was left to us by our ancestors, why should we sell it to you! We will not sell our ancestors."

  The two quarreled.

Song Jiyun was still there to persuade Mrs. Zeng: "Third Uncle sold the house here and built a house bigger than this one over there. There is still money to spare. Pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and see Nanshan leisurely. That's someone else You can't even ask for it."

  Then why don't you go?

  Thinking about it, Mrs. Zeng suddenly realized.

  This is Song Jiyun's real purpose, right?

  Not only did she want to seize the management power of the kiln factory, but she also wanted to drive her son out of Liang County.

   "The heart of a snake and a scorpion!" She stared at Song Jiyun bitterly, "Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

  Song Jiyun smiled softly, but the words that came close to her ear were gloomy: "If you want retribution, it will come to you first. What am I afraid of?"

   "You!" Zeng pointed at her speechless.

  Song Jiyun continued to whisper to her: "Grandmother should think carefully about my words! Otherwise, if this entanglement continues, it will not only be as simple as driving out of Liang County!"

  Ms. Zeng was dizzy with anger, and after a while said: "Okay! Sanliang moved to the old house."

   As for whether she would "not set foot in Liang County in this life", she did not promise.

  Song Jiyun didn't pursue it either.

   If she can move them back after letting them move out, then she is too incompetent!

   Song Jiyun smiled slightly.

  Song Sanliang, who had been silent all this time, fell headfirst, and collapsed to the ground with bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

   "Sanliang!" Zeng and Li threw themselves on him sadly...

   Sisters, I’m sorry that I took a day off yesterday. Today, two-in-one, a long chapter.

  (end of this chapter)