Enter the Room

  Chapter 125

  Yuan Yunzhong walked along the corridor for a while, then turned back to Yinyu Hall.

   The boy who followed him couldn't help being strange.

  Young Master Yuan doesn't look for the eldest lady, nor does he look at the scenery, so what are you doing when you go out?

  He touched 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, and as thin as light grass. Who knows that it tastes the same as that Zhouji's Yunpian cake."

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

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

  Shao Qing was leaning 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 boy, took a sip, and lay down comfortably on the drunkard's chair again, picking up the half-turned 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 worked so hard to line up to buy it. 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 next to his ear: "Where is Shao Qing?"

  The boy came back to his senses after a long while, and hurriedly said: "I'll invite Mr. Shao right now."

  Yuan Yunzhong did not say a word.

   When the boy saw him, he hurriedly 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 up, 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 backed away inexplicably, and gestured with the six sons guarding outside: Do you know why he is crazy?

  Six sons shook their heads, also looking bewildered.

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

  The warm sun is gradually setting in the west, and the people in the kitchen come to ask when dinner is served.

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

  The six sons waved their hands again and again.

  Shao Qing thought for a while, ordered the meal to be placed in the hall, then tiptoed into the study, and whispered: "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.

   Speaking of this, Shao Qing recalled the news he had just received, and said, "Wan Xiaoquan is going to release the contract with the jade porcelain from Miss Song's house, do you see?"

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

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

  Yuan Yunzhong let out a faint oh, and Shao Qingjing waited for a while, but there was no further words.

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

  Miss Song has always been quite interesting, why not be a favor?

  Shao Qing thought, the words came to his lips, but looking at Yuan Yunzhong's cold face, he swallowed the words again, thinking in his heart how to tell Song Jiyun about this.

  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 will face next. 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.

   Qian Shi smiled and helped her straighten her skirt, and said with a smile: "There is no need to be in such a hurry, as long as you feel 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 yard 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 get 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 serious, 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 that something was 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 will 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 grand master's chair, pondered: "You went to investigate, and found that it is related to Song Daliang's new kiln factory?"

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

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

  (end of this chapter)