Enter the room 2

Chapter 125

Yuan Yunzhong walked along the veranda for a while, turned around and went back to Yinyu Hall.

The boy next to him couldn't help being strange.

Mr. Yuan doesn't look for the eldest lady, nor does he look at the scenery, so why go out?
He rubbed his head, and met Liu Zi and Shao Gongzi head-on.

Shao Qing raised the oiled paper bag in his hand, and said: "I heard that the dim sum is called lamp wick cake. I thought it was like Dengying beef shreds, thin as light grass, who knew that it would taste the same as that Zhou Ji's Yunpian cake."

He shook his head, very disappointed, as if he had been fooled.

Yuan Yunzhong didn't even roll his eyelids, he went straight into the room, and the servants helped him change his clothes.

Shao Qing leaned against the door, with a wick cake in his mouth, and said, "Where have you been? I haven't seen you for a while, you've already changed three clothes."

Yuan Yunzhong ignored him, took the tea handed over by the servant, took a sip, lay down comfortably on the drunkard's chair again, and picked up the half-read book.

Shao Qing grew up with him and understood his character, so he sat down on the teacher's chair next to him and told his six sons: "Put the dim sum on a plate and let you taste it. Anyway, I lined up to buy it so hard. Refreshments are good too."

Yuan Yunzhong looked down at the book in his hand and said, "Go back to your own room and eat, don't leave the scum to me."

"Oh!" Shao Qing jumped up in surprise, "You haven't lost your temper like this for many years."

Yuan Yunzhong raised his head and looked at him without saying a word.

He immediately bowed his head, waved his hands and said, "I'll go now, I'll go now."

Pulling Liu Zi out of the study.

Yuan Yunzhong looked at the book quietly, but the pages did not turn for a long time.

The servant next to him was thinking about whether to change a cup of tea for him, but he saw him suddenly close the pages of the book and put it on the small round table beside him with a "snap".

The boy was taken aback.

Yuan Yunzhong's voice came from my ear: "Where is Shao Qing?"

It took a while for the boy to come back to his senses, and he hurriedly said, "I'm going to invite Mr. Shao right now."

Yuan Yunzhong didn't say a word.

When the boy saw him, he quickly called Shao Qing over.

Yuan Yunzhong asked Shao Qing: "Did no one ask anything?"

"Ask what?" Shao Qing was puzzled, and then showed a look of sudden realization, and praised, "Don't tell me, the corner you chose at random, there are winks from up and down. When they see us coming back, they can see us." Pretend as if nothing happened, and don't care about it. Even if you get a conversation, you don't mention it at all, just talk about how the weather is today? Did you have dinner?"

Yuan Yunzhong looked at him coldly.

Shao Qing immediately shut his mouth, thought carefully for a long time, and said cautiously: "What do you want to ask?"

Yuan Yunzhong's temples were bulging with veins, he closed his eyes as if they were hurting, and said to him, "Go away!"

Shao Qing stepped back inexplicably, and gestured with the six sons who were guarding outside: Do you know why he is crazy?
The six sons shook their heads, also looking blank.

Shao Qing squatted there, thinking for a long time but didn't understand it, so he simply asked the six sons to get him a horse tie, sat on the horse tie and continued to wait.

As the warm sun gradually set in the west, people from the kitchen came to ask when dinner was served.

Shao Qing glanced at the person lying on the drunkard's chair through the hanging bamboo curtain of the concubine Xiang, and urged the six sons: "Go and ask?"

The six sons waved their hands again and again.

Shao Qing thought for a while, ordered the food to be placed in the hall, then tiptoed into the study, and said in a low voice, "My lord, it's time for dinner!"

Yuan Yunzhong opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and clear.

Shao Qing laughed twice.

Yuan Yunzhong got up and went to the hall.

Sitting at the table and looking at the dishes, as if thinking of something, he said casually: "What is Miss Song doing?"

"Oh!" Shao Qing said immediately, "I have been copying Buddhist scriptures with the two Miss Songs in Mrs. Song's room."

Yuan Yunzhong nodded and began to drink soup.

When Shao Qing said this, he remembered the news he had just received, and said, "Wan Xiaoquan is planning to release the deed of jade porcelain from Miss Song's house, do you see?"

Yuan Yunzhong nodded slightly, and said solemnly: "Does Miss Song know?"

"Miss Song probably doesn't know about it?" Shao Qing doubted, "We just got the news and are about to send someone to tell her."

Yuan Yunzhong gave a faint oh, and Shao Qingjing waited for a while, but had no further words.

The young master is not going to help, this is a difficult matter for Miss Song, but it is just a casual sentence for them.

Miss Song has always been quite interesting, why not be a favor?
Shao Qing thought about it, and the words came to his lips, but looking at Yuan Yunzhong's cold face, he swallowed the words again, thinking about how to tell Song Jiyun about this matter.

Song Jiyun didn't know about it yet.

She accompanied Qian and her two younger sisters cutting paper, grinding ink, talking about what happened at home these days, not thinking about the changes in Song Daliang's family, nor thinking about the difficulties that the kiln factory would face next, it was rare for her to practice peacefully. After half a day of writing, I copied seven or eight pages of Buddhist scriptures, and when I went back after dinner, I said: "Just leave the pen and ink here, I will copy a few pages when I have time, and see how much I can copy on the first day of October. "

They prepare to go to the temple when they prepare to sacrifice on the first day of October.

With a smile on her face, Qian helped her straighten her skirt, and said with a smile: "There's no need to be in such a hurry, it's fine when you feel like it."

Song Jiyu smiled and took Song Jixue's arm and said, "Sister is not free, we can copy for you."

The sisters talked for a long time at the gate of Qian's courtyard with smiles on their faces, and then they said goodbye.

But before she stepped into the courtyard where she lived, Xiangzan told her: "Guard Zheng is back, he said he has something important to go back to you, and he is waiting in the study in the outer courtyard!"

Song Jiyun turned around and went to the study in the outer courtyard.

Zheng Quan looked solemn, and said: "Miss, Mr. Song's kiln has been poached into our kiln."

"Tell me, what's going on?" Song Jiyun sat down with him separately, and the little maid served tea and retreated.

Zheng Quan said in a deep voice: "I've been looking into why the master masters of those workshops switched jobs to Mr. Song's Kiln Factory. Just now, Master Luo came to me and said that there were seven or eight An apprentice who has not yet graduated from the teacher but is quite aura came to resign. Some of them have signed long-term contracts, such as blank casting, glaze blowing, and stakes. He thought something was wrong, but he checked it and asked questions. Passed, just didn't find anything.

"He felt more and more wrong.

"Let me find a way to find out what's going on.

"If there is really no problem, our Songjiayao factory is not the kind of people who have to eat the skin and meat without the pig butcher. They leave as soon as they want. He will take the contract of understanding to sign and pledge for you. How much liquidated damages should be charged? No one will force you to keep as much liquidated damages as you want.”

Song Jiyun leaned back on the teacher's chair, pondered: "You went to investigate, and found that it is related to Song Daliang's new kiln factory?"

"Yes!" Zheng Quan said, "Not only that, but I also found out that the masters of those workshops quit jobs because they had a reason to be pinched by Mr. Song, but I haven't found out what the reason is."

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and said, "Mr. Han from the Royal Kiln Factory seems to have agreed to draw a design for Mr. Song's kiln factory."

(End of this chapter)