Enter the Room

  Chapter 67

   Such a coincidence? !

  Everyone was taken aback.

   Song Jiyun was very indifferent.

  When Song Sanliang brought people from the kiln factory to make trouble at home, she felt that the sacrificial white porcelain was not fired because of human factors.

  She kept Zheng Quan in the kiln factory to see if she could find anything.

  Now the workshop for offering sacrifices to white porcelain has been invaded by thieves, and the mud has been destroyed...

  She asked Zheng Quan: "Did the thief get caught?"

Zheng Quan lowered his head and said: "The thief was caught. But he said he went to the wrong place. He came to steal the white porcelain for sacrifice. In the end, he left the empty door. In a fit of anger, he destroyed the mud in the warehouse .”

   Speaking of this, he stomped his feet angrily, and said: "The kiln factory is heavily guarded, especially the place where imperial objects are made, and no thief has entered it for so many years. Why do you walk in front and have trouble in the back?

   "I thought that this matter was not simple, and wanted to interrogate him.

   "In the end, Liu Zi ran back and said that something happened on your side. I was so scared that I was in a cold sweat, and I didn't have the heart to interrogate him. I hurriedly gathered people and hurried over."

  Song Jiyun and Zheng Quan went to the post road, and said: "What about the thief? How to deal with it?"

Zheng Quandao: "I originally wanted to send the man to the government, but after thinking about it, if something happened to the thief on the way in the middle of the night, wouldn't it be unclear what happened to the mud. Besides, I also No one sent him away. I asked someone to hide the thief quietly, thinking about finding you."

  Song Jiyun said with satisfaction: "How many people know that all the clay used for worshiping white porcelain has been destroyed?"

  Zheng Quandao: "Several masters and the person on duty last night know."

   After he finished speaking, he said a little uneasy: "Should I block the news in time last night?"

  Song Jiyun shook his head with a smile, and said: "If you have mental calculations but if you don't care, you were in a hurry to find me yesterday, so naturally you can't take care of the future. You have done a good job."

   Zheng Quan still has some regrets.

  Song Jiyun comforted him: "It's okay! There are mistakes, and it's not necessarily bad."

  Zheng Quan didn't understand what it meant.

  Song Jiyun had already stopped, turned around and said to Yuan Yunzhong: "Young Master Yuan, I'm afraid I have to go to the kiln factory first, and I will let the sixth son accompany you back to the city first, what do you think?"

  In the past, she just wanted to send Yuan Yunzhong away safely, but now she just wants to entertain him safely.

  Who knew that Yuan Yunzhong gave a "hmm" and said, "Then go to the kiln factory first."

  Song Jiyun's refusal reached his lips, and he swallowed it again.

  With Yuan Yunzhong's ability, even if she wanted to hide something from him, she probably couldn't hide it.

   Simply don't bother.

  The two of them are together, maybe she can find out why he stayed in the Song family!

  He can follow if he wants to.

  She glanced at Shao Qing who had been following them.

  Shao Qing shrank behind Yuan Yunzhong like a quail, as if this way, everyone would not notice him.

  Song Jiyun couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.

   A group of people turned back to the kiln factory.

  When he entered the door, he saw Xiang Yang squatting under the shade of a tree with his head in his arms.

  Seeing Song Jiyun, his old face flushed, and he pleaded guilty to her and Yuan Yunzhong: "It's all my fault! I shouldn't have drunk so much wine last night. I slept so hard that I didn't take a look."

  Song Jiyun said warmly: "You were not on duty last night."

   "But I should also take a look." Xiang Yang still blamed himself, and he was more worried about the clay for sacrificial white porcelain, "Going to buy it now, at most we can only burn one more kiln."

   If this kiln is not successful, they will never have another chance.

  Song Jiyun smiled and said: "Master Luo and the others? Let's go, let's go to the warehouse to have a look."

  Xiang Yang hurriedly called an apprentice to call Luo Zixing, and he took Song Jiyun to the warehouse where the mud was placed.

  The warehouse was in a mess, turned upside down, and all the mud that was originally stored on the shelves was smashed, or thrown on the ground, or thrown outside in flower beds or in the woods.

  How much effort the thief had to make the warehouse look like this.

  Song Jiyun looked at it and said nothing.

When Luo Zixing and the others arrived, she did not wait for Luo Zixing and others to speak, and said: "The matter has come to an end, and it is useless to talk too much. Don't complain and blame each other, and think about how to deal with the matter in front of you first." valid reason."

  Everyone agreed with a somewhat dejected expression.

  Song Lihuan wanted to say something, but was stopped by Song Jiyun's gesture.

"Everyone put what you have on hand first." She said, "Master Zhou, hurry up and buy mud; Master Song is in charge of finding out how the kiln has been broken into by thieves. Master Luo is in charge of appeasing the people in the kiln. Rumors are spreading, and the more they are said, the more outrageous they are."

   All three should answer "Yes".

  Master Xiang thought that he was going to be dealt with, and his face was ashen, and he stood there without saying a word.

   Song Jiyun didn't think about it, but said: "Master Xiang, follow me to take an inventory of the mud warehouse to see how much mud is still available? I also need to see if the mud that was spilled on the ground can be saved?"

  Xiang Yang burst into tears immediately, and hurriedly said: "Miss, I'll just do this matter, and you can do it yourself if it's easy."

   "It's okay!" Song Jiyun sighed, "I'm also idle when I'm idle."

  Xiang Yang nodded repeatedly.

  Song Jiyun asked the six sons to accompany Yuan Yunzhong to the elegant room for tea.

  Yuan Yunzhong looked around and said: "No need! I'll just stay here."

  Song Jiyun didn't know what he was going to do, so he winked at Zheng Quan and asked the six sons to serve him tea, while she and Xiang Yang whispered beside him: "I suspect there is an inside thief."

  Xiang Yang probably also had doubts, he was shocked when he heard it, he glanced at Yuan Yunzhong who was walking around in the warehouse, and motioned for her to speak next to him.

   Song Jiyun knew Yuan Yun's middle ear strength, shook his head slightly towards Xiang Yang, and said: "It's okay."

  Although Xiang Yang felt that it was inappropriate, but thinking that such a big thing happened this time, he was not qualified to blame others, so he said: "Miss, who do you suspect?"

   "If you suspect anyone, you have to have evidence." Song Jiyun said casually, "I have an idea here, and I need your help."

  Xiang Yang was thinking of committing crimes and making meritorious service, so naturally he repeatedly claimed favor.

Song Jiyun pondered: "There is no one who knows better than you the matter of offering white porcelain clay. You try to secretly get a batch of kaolin to make the rough, and if someone asks, you say it is a few pieces of clay hidden in the past. Let's lure the snake out of its hole."

  Xiang Yang's eyes lit up, and he said, "They've done it once, and they might do it again."

  Song Jiyun nodded.

   Xiang Yang hesitated: "What if they don't come?"

   "Then wait until Zhou Zheng's mud comes back." Song Jiyun said.

  Xiang Yang's eyes darkened again, and he smiled wryly: "That's the only way!"

  He quietly called the apprentice to quietly bring some pieces of kaolin over.

  Yuan Yunzhong quietly stood beside Song Jiyun, and said, "Isn't the master of your family not very good? You can't do such a small thing well."

  This is getting wider and wider.

  Song Jiyun said: "How about, how many would you recommend? It would be even better if it was a painter."

  Yuan Yunzhong brushed off his sleeves, sat down, and said, "It's not impossible if you want me to draw for you, it depends on how you convince me."

  (end of this chapter)