MTL - Enter the Room-Chapter 258

  In the study room in the backyard of the Liang County Government Office, County Magistrate Jiang was looking at the official documents from the capital under the lamp.

  Jiang Xiaosi came in with refreshments: "My lord, you have read the official documents all day today, let's take a rest!"

   As he spoke, he put the tea on the desk, turned around and opened the window.

  The sound of clattering rain came in with the humid air, bringing a fresh breath.

County magistrate Jiang couldn't help but took a few deep breaths, put down the official document in his hand, and his eyes fell on the blue and white porcelain high-foot plate with folded branches and flowers on the red lacquer and gold tray: "Taishi cake, jujube flower cake, pretzel... where are they?" Beijing-style dim sum?” He picked it up and took a sip, “It’s still from Qingmei mouth, and tastes like Da Shun Zhai’s.”

  Jiang Xiaosi pursed his lips and smiled, and said: "Master Xu from the Inspection Department sent it. He said that his family came to see him and brought some snacks, and he gave some to everyone he knew."

  Jiang county magistrate nodded and took a sip of tea.

  A young man ran in and said, "Young Master Shao is here."

  Magistrate Jiang was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Let him in quickly."

  The boy led Shao Qing in.

Shao Qing's body was completely wet, and Xiao Si hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe his face. The magistrate Jiang saw him and said, "Why don't you wear a rain gear? Fortunately, you are about the same size as me. Xiao Si, hurry up and let him I simmered a bowl of **** soup with old **** and brown sugar. You go to my room and change the clothes I didn’t wear for Shao Qing. The rain in this spring seems to be nothing, if it really rains on you, you will be seriously ill field."

  Primary Four made a "promise" and ran out.

  However, Shao Qing waved his hand towards County Magistrate Jiang, and asked eagerly, "Have you come, Master?"

  Jiang county magistrate was surprised and said, "What happened? I didn't see him."

  Shao Qing became anxious, and said: "I don't know what's wrong. I was talking to Boss Song well, but suddenly he changed his face and said he wanted to come to you, and I disappeared as soon as I took an umbrella."

  Jiang county magistrate also changed greatly.

  Yuan Yunzhong has a habit of getting lost, and those close to him all know it.

   Otherwise, Shao Qing would not have come to Liang County with Yuan Yunzhong to do business.

"You drink a bowl of **** soup first." County Magistrate Jiang said, "I'll order you to go find someone with you." He also comforted Shao Qing, "Liang County is so big, and he is very skilled, eight out of ten Ninth, I lost my way as before."

  Shao Qing didn't have the heart to drink **** soup. When County Magistrate Jiang ordered all the yamen servants, everyone left the county yamen together.

  The rain was getting heavier and heavier, hitting the lush trees, bluestone road boards, tung oil umbrellas and bamboo hats, making a crackling sound.

  Shao Qing, Jiang County Magistrate and others searched back and forth between the county government and the Song family several times but failed to find anyone, so they split up and looked around.

  There was a burst of thunder and lightning, the sky seemed to be torn open, and the rain poured down from the eaves and roofs, converging into streams.

  The coir raincoat has become a decoration.

  Jiang county magistrate wiped his face full of rainwater, and shouted at the yamen servant who could no longer see his face clearly: "Is there any news from Mr. Shao?"

  The yamen servant shook his head, and then realized that neither of them could see each other's expressions clearly, so he also shouted loudly: "I have already sent someone to look, but there is no reply yet."

  Jiang county magistrate stood on the archway with a sullen face for a while, and said to the people around him: "Let's go, let's look for it on the way back to the county government and the Song family."

  Everyone gathered around looking at each other, seeing magistrate Jiang going to Song's house without saying a word, they were reluctant to say anything, and followed magistrate Jiang silently.

   A group of people hurriedly turned the corner of the street, and suddenly saw a person walking staggeringly in the middle of the street flooded by rain.

  Everyone was startled, Jiang Xiaosi had already rushed over.

   "My lord! It's Mr. Yuan!" He shouted in surprise.

  Jiang county magistrate has already ran over in three steps at a time.

  Yuan Yunzhong's whole body was soaked, the rainwater flowed down his hair and clothes, and formed a puddle of water at his feet.

   And his bewildered look shocked Magistrate Jiang even more.

  Yuan Yunzhong was not an obedient child since he was a child. Even if he was questioned by Hongru like Mr. Jinghu when he was a child, he never doubted himself.

  Can now...

County magistrate Jiang panicked, hurriedly took off his soaked coir raincoat, put it on Yuan Yunzhong, and said anxiously: "What's wrong? Is there anything you can't discuss with me? Even if I can't, isn't Huang Is senior brother also in Jiangxi? If it’s not possible, hurry up and send a letter to the capital!”

   "Brother?" Yuan Yunzhong looked at magistrate Jiang in a daze, his eyes were empty and dull, like that clay bodhisattva, tall and handsome, but without energy.

   County magistrate Jiang felt a pain in his heart, and he immediately responded with "Hey", and reached out to help Yuan Yunzhong.

  Yuan Yunzhong tilted his body and fell down.

  *

  Song Cuiyun is lying on a black mother-of-pearl lacquered bed with hanging curtains, listening to the sound of wind and rain outside, as if hiding in a small house, no matter how busy the outside is, she also has her own corner.

  Usually, this is Song Jiyun's favorite moment.

But tonight, she closed her eyes and couldn't fall asleep. Until the sky gradually dawned, the wind and rain stopped, and the incense hairpin came to help her get up, she was still a little unhappy. Even after breakfast, she slept until the sunset in the afternoon under the pretext of spring sleepiness. West down, she didn't wake up until Madam Zheng touched her forehead worriedly.

   The rain stopped at some point, the little maids opened the window lattices, and the fresh air mixed with the fragrance of flowers poured in.

  Song Cumulus took a deep breath.

Mother Zheng said: "I was taken aback. I thought Miss went to the Wuming Temple to blow the wind yesterday, but she didn't dare to disturb my wife, so I sent someone to invite a doctor. When the doctor comes, I will give you a safe pulse. Don't worry."

  Song Jiyun leaned on the big pillow at the head of the bed and smiled, and asked about Song Jiyu's marriage: "Did someone over there send a letter?"

Speaking of this, Madam Zheng immediately beamed with joy: "Why didn't you send someone over?! Not only did you send someone over to discuss the second lady's marriage, but you also asked someone to bring a gift list for the matchmaker. Not to mention, there are three or four gift lists. Rare and generous."

   "Isn't that good?" Song Jiyun smiled, took a deep breath, pulled himself together, and hid those chaotic thoughts in his heart.

  Time heals everything.

  Nurse Zheng personally helped Song Jiyun put on her makeup, and the two went to Mrs. Qian's place together.

   Mrs. Qian was counting her dowry with a few maids close to her, and ordered Song Jixue to help reorganize the account books.

Seeing Song Jiyun coming in, Song Jixue immediately dropped the pen and complained to her with a pouted mouth: "I haven't finished the homework assigned by my brother-in-law, and my mother insisted on pulling me to help her organize the account books. This is not a particularly difficult thing." Manager Wu can do it easily. If Manager Wu is not free, he can go to the kiln factory accountant to transfer a manager. Let me help with the registration and bookkeeping.

   I'm afraid that this arithmetic class will be discontinued in the future.

  Song Jiyun patted Song Jixue's head affectionately, and asked Qian: "Mother, why did you suddenly clear up the dowry?"

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