Enter the Room

  Chapter 90

  Song Jiyun looked at Song Daliang's back, and twitched the corner of his mouth sarcastically.

   Zheng Quan beside her said unwillingly: "Miss, can we just settle this matter like this?"

"Of course it's impossible to let it go like this!" Song Jiyun sneered, "Since he wants to compete with me in the business field, then let's meet in the business field. As for the betting, there is no Eunuch Wan, Is there another Eleventh Master? What are you in a hurry for?"

  Eunuch Wan is a witness, Zheng Quan can understand, but Eleven Grandpa?

  Song Jiyun smiled at him, and said: "After tossing around for so long, I just want to see whose side the Song clan elders are on!"

   Zheng Quan was still a little worried.

   There was a burst of cheerful laughter from the kiln mouth.

  Song Jiyun's smile was also less cold and more cheerful.

"Let's go!" She asked Zheng Quan, "Let's go to see them set up a kiln. This time, in addition to sacrificial porcelain, I also fired some high-quality porcelain that can be used by the people. In a few days, Zhou Zheng will take it to Suzhou and Hangzhou. And Wang Dahai, when he comes over later, you accompany him to the Imperial Kiln Factory, meet Eunuch Wan, and bring back the warehouse receipt."

  She also thought of Yuan Yunzhong.

   I don't know if I woke up.

  She burned two inkpad boxes for him.

  Song Jiyun walked briskly to the entrance of the white porcelain kiln where there were laughter and laughter.

  Her top priority is to send the kiln porcelain to the Imperial Kiln Factory in a safe and smooth manner; to make Eunuch Wan believe that he can be promoted by virtue of his merits in firing sweet white porcelain and return to the capital.

   And when Song Daliang returned home anxiously and tiredly, the fourth watch drum had already passed.

  The red lanterns under the eaves illuminate the mansion beamingly.

Wearing a crested hairpin and a maroon woven gold tunic, Wang came forward with a few maids smiling: "Master, you are back! It's been a busy day today, and you've worked hard! Go back to the house." Take a break! I have prepared a table of good dishes in the kitchen, and the dishes can be served when you come back."

  The ornaments on her head shone golden in the light.

  Song Daliang stared straight at Mrs. Wang slowly.

  Wang Shi didn't notice anything strange about him at all, his brows were full of joy, and he even signaled the maid beside him to help Song Daliang.

   "How are things going today?" She said excitedly, "Eunuch Wan has accepted five thousand taels of silver from us, so the order from the Royal Kiln Factory should be secure, right?"

  In order to "impress" Eunuch Wan, she sold all the shops that she married as a dowry.

  Song Daliang suddenly showed a ferocious face, and kicked the maid who came forward to support him to the ground: "Get out! Get out!"

   Wang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly took a few maids to the side like quails.

   Song Daliang was in a trance, and staggered forward.

  A young man ran in and said: "My lord, Eleventh Master and some clan elders came over and said they have something important to discuss with you."

  Song Daliang paused, as if he had come to his senses, stopped for a while, and went to the reception hall in the front yard with the boy.

  Ms. Wang immediately sent someone to call Song Daliang's entourage, and asked about today's affairs.

When she learned that Song Jiyun had made a new kind of porcelain called "Sweet White" and was designated as an imperial product by Wan Gonggong, Song Daliang not only failed to get Wan Gonggong's support, but was also rejected by Wan Gonggong. Seeing Eunuch Wan again, her chest twisted and she almost passed out from the pain.

   "Hurry up, hurry up and invite the third lady over here!" She leaned on the beauty's couch supported by the maids, and hurriedly ordered, "Just say something big happened to the kiln factory!"

  The little maid ran all the way and invited Song Tao.

   "Mother!" She already knew from the mouth of the maid what happened. When she saw her mother, although her face was calm, she also made people feel stable and reliable.

Wang Shi, who was being served by a little maid and drinking ginseng tea, looked at her, tears fell immediately, and she took her hand and choked up, saying, "I said that the secret recipe is unreliable. But your father said that he was asked to burn it first. Porcelain, give me more money. It’s all right now, your second uncle has a new prescription, and the sacrificial white porcelain made of 'jade mud' has long been eliminated by them. Otherwise, it would not have been circulated. !"

Song Tao gritted her teeth, and comforted her mother in a deep voice: "Don't worry, if Dad doesn't use the money to buy the secret recipe, he will also be in vain for eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. But Eleventh Master came so late, I don't know where to find What's the matter with dad, you have to find out clearly."

   Mrs. Wang became anxious again, and wanted to ask the maid beside her to inquire.

  Song Tao said: "I have let Ding Xiang go, we are waiting for the news here. What happened to Eunuch Wan, you let that follower come in, I have to ask him carefully."

   Mrs. Wang had lost her mind, and asked someone to call the attendant, and asked Song Tao to question him carefully.

   It's just that before the question was finished, Ding Xiang hurried in.

"Third Miss, Eldest Wife," she said with a pale face, "It's not good, the Eleventh Master asked the Elder Master to take the initiative to divide the clan, saying that the Elder Master lost a bet with Miss Yun, and he has to give an explanation to Eunuch Wan. "

  Ms. Wang only felt that her eyes were dark, and she held on to the table beside her tightly, so she didn't fall down.

   "Bet? What bet?" She stared at Song Daliang's entourage, "What's going on here?"

  The entourage was about to cry. He told the story, wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "We all thought it was just talk about such a big thing, who knew it would be taken seriously?"

   Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wang patted her thigh and burst into tears: "What crime did I do in my previous life? Why did I marry such an unreliable man! I have never done anything in my life..."

  Song Tao slandered in her heart.

  You know it!

She calmly persuaded the Wang family: "Mother, there is nothing wrong with dividing the clan. Our relationship with Sister Yun's family is already like this. Father still wants to open a kiln factory in the future. There is a conflict of interest. Even if we don't turn our backs today, I will turn my face in the future."

   "But your father is useless, without the care of the clan, I'm afraid we wouldn't even be able to eat!" Wang cried.

  Song Tao had no choice but to continue persuading her mother: "I'll let Ding Xiang inquire about it again. The elders of the Ruo clan still cared about their feelings, and let my father propose to divide the clan instead of being expelled from the clan, so that he and the Song clan can still be relatives."

  When she said this, her heart moved, and she hesitated: "It's just that if the second wife wants to have a step-heir, in terms of closeness, our family is not even as good as the Eleventh Grandfather's family..."

  Wang grasped the key right away.

  She held her daughter's hand and said, "Could this be Song Jiyun's purpose?"

  She couldn't help showing disgust: "She is really vicious."

   Fortunately again: "Fortunately, I'm not planning to adopt your brother to anyone!"

  But her father wanted her younger brother to take care of both.

  Song Tao was thoughtful, and urged Ding Xiang: "Go to the hall to have a look, if there is anything wrong, send us a message in time."

  Lilac ran away quickly.

  Song Tao thought in her heart, Song Jiyun also left the clan in her previous life.

  Without the encumbrance of the clan, Song Jiyun didn't care about anything, and flexed his muscles. After becoming famous, the clan instead begged Song Jiyun to return to the clan.

  Everything is fake, only money and power are real.

  She couldn't help stretching her arms and legs, and felt that her breathing was a little easier.

  (end of this chapter)