MTL - Enter the Room-Chapter 222
Chapter 222
"Open the ancestral hall?!" In Yinyu Hall, Yuan Yunzhong looked at Zheng Quan in surprise.
Zheng Quan let out a "hmm" and instructed the boys to lift the heavy boxes one by one to a corner of the hall, and said, "These are all presents brought back by our eldest lady from Nanjing."
He said, and took out a gift list to Yuan Yunzhong: "Everything is here."
Yuan Yunzhong looked at the red and golden list, feeling a little dazzling.
He thought Song Jiyun would come in person.
Besides, gift slips are used for gift giving, who in the family cares about these?
He was too lazy to accept the gift list.
When Shao Qing saw it, he rushed out from the side, not only took the gift list, but also patted Zheng Quan on the shoulder happily, and said, "Ouch, Old Zheng, after you go back, thank Boss Song for our young master, just say we My son will treat her to dinner another day."
After finishing speaking, he realized that he was used to following Song Jiyun these days without restraint, and forgot how picky his young master was. He made a random promise like this without the consent of their young master. If his young master didn't say anything publicly, he would definitely punish him afterwards.
But he can't blame him, who made him recognize one of the boxes?
The box can hold a bamboo dragonfly.
And it is not an ordinary bamboo dragonfly.
The bamboo dragonfly is two feet long and half a foot wide. I don't know what it is made of. Use two wooden sticks to tie their special cowhide rope around the teak, throw the bamboo dragonfly into the air vigorously, and the bamboo dragonfly can hover in the air, buzzing and flying around without falling for a quarter of an hour .
The onlookers in Nanjing blocked the Qinhuai River, making it impossible to walk.
It sells for two thousand taels of silver each!
Boss Song thought it was very interesting and bought two. He thought he bought it for her two younger sisters, but he didn't expect to give one to the young master.
He wants to play too!
When Shao Qing thought of this, he stiffened his neck and glanced at Yuan Yunzhong.
Their young master is not angry!
also personally sent Zheng Quan out!
Zheng Quan was also taken aback.
How proud Yuan Yunzhong is, he can see it these days.
As soon as he stepped out of the moon gate of the yard, he stopped in his tracks and said in a stuttering voice, "Master, please stay!"
Yuan Yunzhong had no intention of continuing to send him off, but he did not turn back. Instead, he ordered him one thing: "You let the Song clan know that your young lady has made a lot of money in Nanjing overnight."
Zheng Quan was puzzled, and said: "My master once said that we should make a fortune in silence."
The implication is that he can't do this, he has to listen to Song Jiyun.
Yuan Yunzhong felt tightness in his chest.
If it wasn't for making the news more credible, why would he use Zheng Quan?
"If you want your young lady to get what she wants tomorrow, just say what I say." Yuan Yunzhong said forcefully.
The more Zheng Quan gets in touch with Yuan Yunzhong, the more he fears him.
He didn't dare to refute Yuan Yunzhong, but he could tell Song Jiyun and let Song Jiyun decide what to do!
"Okay!" Zheng Quanshun nodded obediently, and went straight to Song Jiyun from Yinyu Hall. Knowing that Song Jiyun hadn't returned from Qian's place, he turned to Qian's again.
Far away, he heard laughter in Qian's yard.
It was Song Jiyun who was telling Song Jiyu and Song Jixue how to play bamboo dragonfly.
The eaves of the main house were full of maids and women watching the fun.
Song Jiyun stood in the yard with a hand stove in his arms, which was rare, and shouted loudly to Song Jixue with a blushing jade face: "Over there, over there!"
Song Jixue has been playing like crazy for a long time. She kept chasing the bamboo dragonfly, and shouted loudly at Song Jiyun: "It's fun! Sister, I want to take it with me tomorrow for my brother-in-law to play with!"
Song Jiyun waited for Song Jixue to hold the fallen bamboo dragonfly in his arms and ran over, then he took the handkerchief from the old woman's hand and wiped her sweat, saying: "It's too late today, be careful of the bamboo dragonfly flying If you go out and fly, you won’t be able to come back. Let’s play tomorrow.”
Song Jixue nodded obediently, and was led by Song Jiyu to wash up.
Song Jiyun and Zheng Quan went to the nearby tea room.
"Why are you here so late?" She conveniently made a cup of tea for Zheng Quan, and stretched out her hand to warm the fire on the smoker cage.
The winter in Jiangbei is also cold and wet. No matter how many years have passed, she still misses the winter with heating.
Zheng Quan told Song Jiyun what Yuan Yunzhong said.
Song Jiyun was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.
"Do as he says!" She said softly, "He is doing it for my own good too!"
Zheng Quan was even more confused.
But Song Jiyun didn't explain, and he didn't ask any more questions, and went to arrange the matter.
Song Jiyun leaned on the smoker cage, and after a while, he burst out laughing.
Song Jixue, who was cleaned up by the maid, poked her head out from the door: "Sister, what are you laughing at?"
In her memory, her sister has never smiled like this.
Like a peach blossom blooming at the tip of March, it has the tenderness and beauty of spring flowers, as well as the brightness and sunshine of spring.
When her father went out, her mother used to laugh like this.
She asked her mother why she was smiling, and her mother told her that she was thinking of her father.
"Sister, are you thinking about your brother-in-law too?" She ran in and grabbed Song Jiyun's hand.
Song Jiyun gently touched her head.
Winter nights are very long, and the orange peels placed next to the smoker exude a fresh fragrance, and the longan is roasted until it explodes with a bang, revealing the crystal clear flesh inside.
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Before dawn, the news that the Song family was going to open the ancestral hall spread all over the streets and alleys of Jingdezhen.
By the time the Song clan opened the gate of the auditorium, cleaned the yard, wiped the tables and chairs, and prepared refreshments, the walls and trees outside the ancestral hall were already full of people.
Everyone is waiting to see the excitement of the Song family.
And all the qualified people from the Song family came.
Three open halls, two courtyards, full of crows, all of them are people.
They were talking about the opening of the ancestral hall in twos and threes, their voices were not loud, but you and I said one sentence to another, the noise was like a vegetable market.
Song Jiyun was quite surprised to see such a scene when he entered.
She thought that the Song family would only invite those clan elders and respected elders over.
Accompanying her in was Song Shiyi's son, Song Jiyun wanted to call him "Uncle Xi", he whispered: "Everyone knows, come here!"
In other words, it couldn't be stopped.
I wonder if it has anything to do with what Yuan Yunzhong asked Zheng Quan to pass on yesterday?
She walked calmly across the courtyard and into the lobby.
The place she passed was quiet.
Where she left behind, there will be more enthusiastic voices than before.
The thin winter sun shines on the bluestone slabs through the patio.
When the clan elders saw her, several of them stood up involuntarily. When they saw someone sitting still, some of them showed embarrassment and hurriedly sat down again, while others took the initiative to say hello to Song Jiyun: " Boss Song is here, sit down quickly! Sit down quickly!"
Song Sanliang's mother and son, who were standing by and waiting for Song Jiyun to come, suddenly turned dark.
These people all received heavy gifts from them.
Song Jiyun smiled slightly, pretending not to see it, and exchanged greetings with everyone in the hall.
Babies, I don’t know if we can add an update tonight due to emergencies. Don’t wait...
(end of this chapter)
