MTL - Enter the Room-Chapter 293

  Chapter 293

  Song Jiyun's first reaction when he heard the news was not to wonder why the imperial decree was given to her, but where the imperial decree came from.

  She couldn't help asking Wang Hua: "Does it make any difference where it comes from?"

"Of course there is a difference." Wang Hua said without even thinking about it, "The ones sent from the Tongzheng Envoy are the orders of the Six Departments of the Cabinet; the ones sent from the Supervisor of Rites are mostly the emperor's will. It may be the imperial edict."

   But what does it mean that he stopped in front of him?

  Song Jiyun thought for a while, but didn't ask, and said, "Don't be nervous, we'll find out after we go and have a look."

  Wang Hua said "Yes", and accompanied Song Jiyun back to the Song Mansion with Zheng Quan.

The imperial decree was issued by the supervisor of ceremonies, and the little **** who came to announce the decree knew Wang Hua unexpectedly, and when he saw Wang Hua, he exclaimed. Wang Hua even did not wait for him to read the imperial decree, so he hooked his shoulders and took him aside. Ask what's going on.

  Song Jiyun took the opportunity to stuff the little **** with a big red envelope.

The little **** smiled happily, knowing everything, and said endlessly: "It is the order invited by the Zao Office. Isn't it the Empress Dowager's birthday next year? The Zao Office not only recruited porcelain burners, but also recruited people who made enamel, carved red lacquer Yes, there are velvet flower makers, jewelry makers, Sichuan brocade weavers, food, clothing, housing, and transportation. There are a total of thirty or forty craftsmen who are going to give the empress dowager a good job.

   "It turned out that Boss Song wasn't the one who made the porcelain. Later, I don't know who said it in the manufacturing office, and it was decided that Boss Song would come to Beijing to perform on behalf of Jingdezhen."

  He said, looked at Song Jiyun curiously, and said, "It's just that I didn't expect Boss Song to be a woman."

  Wang Hua seemed to have a very good friendship with him, so he slapped him on the top of his head when he heard the words.

  The little **** grinned and said, "Brother, why are you here? Didn't Lord Yuan return to Beijing?"

  Wang Hua faltered and muddled the matter away, and asked him when he would return to Beijing: "I will clean up the dust for you then."

  The little **** smiled and said: "I will go back to Beijing with the people from the Imperial Kiln Factory, and there is a servant on the way. When will my brother return to Beijing? Or, you can come with me."

  Wang Hua did not reply to him, but asked Song Jiyun: "What is the order of the Royal Kiln Factory?"

  The little **** said: "Let Eunuch Wan and the master Bo of the Imperial Kiln Factory bring a few master masters back to Beijing, it should be to discuss the matter of firing porcelain for the Empress Dowager's birthday."

  Wang Hua asked him about the affairs of the palace again, seeing that there was really nothing to ask, so he let him go.

  The incense table of the Song family has been set up, the little **** announced the decree, and without staying longer, Wang Hua accompanied him to the Royal Kiln Factory.

  People who were watching the excitement outside the gate of the Song family rushed in, staring at the imperial decree in Song Jiyun's hand with glowing eyes, and said one after another: "Oh, so the imperial decree is like this!"

   "The ancestors of the Song family are so smoked that they can go to Beijing to perform for the emperor. Boss Song's method of firing porcelain is our best in Jingdezhen, right?"

   "Doesn't this decree need to be withdrawn? Then it can't be enshrined in the ancestral hall. What about the elders of the Song family? Why don't you see the elders of the Song family? This is a great happy event for the whole family! Firecrackers must be set off and the ancestral hall must be opened."

   There is also a humane way: "No matter what, Boss Song has to create a separate chapter in the genealogy."

  Song Jiyun was also a little curious about what the imperial decree looked like, but after being curious, he felt that it was nothing, but Director Wu called a few servants to buy a lot of sugar and sprinkled it for everyone to eat, and set off firecrackers at the door.

  Master Song Shishi, President Ma and others rushed over amidst the sound of firecrackers.

"You child, why didn't you send someone to tell me about such a festive event earlier." Elder Song Song and several elders of the Song family said, "What about the angel who delivered the decree? We have to hold a banquet and treat them well." It is."

  Song Jiyun has a deep understanding of "a tree that is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it". She did not intend to let people know the relationship between Wang Hua and the little eunuch, and said with a smile: "He went to the imperial kiln factory, where is it our turn to entertain?"

  Grandfather Song Shiyi urged her: "Then you also go to the Royal Kiln Factory, and we will help you with the family affairs."

   It is said that it is going to open a flowing water banquet to feast the neighbors, and also invite the opera troupe to sing.

   Sometimes privilege is an umbrella.

  Song Jiyun deliberately let this matter be publicized, and those in the officialdom would be more or less scrupulous about blackmailing the Songjia Kiln Factory in the future.

She asked Director Wu to take the silver to Grandpa Song Shishi, and discussed with Chairman Ma to hang the imperial decree in Fengshen Temple: "I can have today, thanks to all colleagues for your praise, although the imperial decree is for me alone , but it is also the glory of our Panorama Dezhen porcelain-making family, so that everyone can witness for themselves what the imperial decree looks like."

  President Ma is naturally in favor of it.

  They went to the guild, hurriedly ordered a plaque and tried to find a way to hang the imperial decree at the gate of the guild, and invited Kong Wu's powerful kiln workers to watch for twelve hours. I had a meal with my colleagues who heard the news and celebrated.

Back home, Mr. Song Shishi and others hadn't left yet, and was accompanied by Mrs. Qian to talk in the hall. When he saw Song Jiyun coming back, Mr. Song Shishi said to her with a smile: "We discussed it just now, and we will invite Mr. Wen tomorrow. Write a commendation for you, then open the ancestral hall and hang it in the ancestral hall."

Another clan elder seemed to be afraid that she would be unhappy, and explained: "It stands to reason that it would not be too much to carve a stone tablet for you, but you are still young and have a bright future, and it is not yet time for the coffin to be finalized. , Forest of Steles, there is always a place for you."

  Song Jiyun took these things lightly.

  Up and down five thousand years, she is just a mayfly among them.

  But people must also be able to enjoy themselves in time, and grab it when they can.

  She responded with a smile and said some words of thanks.

  The elders of the Song family were very excited, and they talked about Song Jiyun's grandfather and Song Erliang with great emotion, which caused Qian to shed a few more tears, which did not disperse until the third watch drum.

  Song Jiyu and Song Jixue were waiting for her in Song Jiyun's room.

  Song Jiyu said: "Sister, I heard Mr. Xiong say that the north is very cold. It's spring here, but it's winter there. When are you leaving? I'll make you some fur scarves."

  Song Jiyun smiled and said, "Mr. Xiong still told you these things?"

  Song Jiyu blushed.

Song Jixue chirped beside him and said: "A few days ago, Mr. Xiong sent someone to bring spring tea to the second sister. He said that he picked it when he brought people into the mountains to plant trees. If the second sister thinks it is delicious, wait a few days. He brought some more. Sister, don’t you feel that the tea we drink at our house these days is different from the old days?”

  Song Jiyu was embarrassed and went to scratch Song Jixue's armpit.

   The two formed a quarrel, and their crisp laughter fell in the yard.

  Song Jiyun couldn't help laughing too.

  Since his father passed away, Song Jiyu, who has been depressed, has become more and more cheerful, which is a good thing.

   Mrs. Qian took Madam Zheng and brought her several pieces of leather, saying they were for her to make a cloak.

  Song Jiyun smiled and said: "There is no need to be in such a hurry, Wang Hua should know what clothes to bring, and we will talk about it when he comes back."

  Ms. Qian smiled and nodded, and Director Wu came over, saying that Song Daliang and the eldest wife's family had come: "I also brought two uncles, saying that they came to congratulate the eldest lady."

  (end of this chapter)