CHAPTER IX

The grandfather and grandson smiled and walked through the shadow wall and stepped into the Xianyun Pavilion.

Knowing that Song Lingzhi had never had breakfast, Mother Liu had already asked people to prepare it and personally served Song Lingzhi's hands, she smiled: "The kitchen sent milk custard, as well as jasper japonica rice porridge." ”

The milk custard was Mrs. Song's favorite in the past, and when Song Lingzhi heard this, she asked her to send one more bowl and personally hold it with Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song said with a smile: "You are eating, what do you think about me?" ”

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Wei Ziyuan standing behind Song Lingzhi, and the old lady Song said softly: "That calligraphy, but you came according to the girl's handwriting?" ”

Wei Ziyuan bowed forward and bowed his head.

Mrs. Song took out the glasses box and put them on for a closer look: "It's a delicate child, and she was born handsome." Where did you learn this handwriting? ”

Bai Zhi was intimate and hurriedly sent pen and paper.

Wei Ziyuan took it: he had previously ghostwritten for the son-in-law of the school.

Just making a living, Old Madam Song nodded, and turned to Song Lingzhi again: "This is the child you wanted to send to the account office as an apprentice before?" ”

Song Lingzhi bowed: "Yes, grandmother, what do you think?" ”

Old Madam Song looked at the young man kneeling down, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he looked neat. She smiled, a little appreciative on her face, "Not bad." ”

Turning to look at Song Lingzhi, Mrs. Song smiled kindly: "In the future, the Song family will be handed over to you, now take advantage of those old shopkeepers to help you palm your eyes, and one day you will take over, and you will also have a right-hand man, so as to save blindness, I look at this child is good." Mother Liu......"

Before the words fell, Wei Ziyuan, who suddenly saw the next head, raised his eyes, his eyes were full of shock.

He looked at Song Lingzhi sharply.

Old Madam Song was puzzled: "What, you don't want to?" ”

Being able to learn skills from the side of a few big shopkeepers of the Song family is something that others can't ask for. If you complete your studies, after three years and five years, you may be able to be promoted to stewardship.

And Wei Ziyuan was sent by Song Lingzhi, and no one dared to bully him.

Wei Ziyuan was silent, lowering his eyes.

Mrs. Song didn't like to force it, so she stood up on the agarwood crutches: "That's the case, Zhizhi, you come." ”

Song Lingzhi hurriedly stepped forward to support people.

Old Madam Song looked at Wei Ziyuan: "If you have something to say, you can talk to Zhizhi, if you regret it, go to the account room again, and someone will teach you." ”

The official kiln carved a net bottle with a lotus petal pattern for a few cold plums, and sent the grandmother back to the inner room to rest, and Song Lingzhi walked out with a crane and walked in front of Wei Ziyuan.

The young man was still kneeling on the ground, his body was as straight as a green bamboo, and where the candle shadow could not be seen, a pair of amber eyes were dim and indistinct, and there was no light at all.

The official kiln blue and white entwined lotus double-eared three-legged incense burner burns lily palace incense, and the house is warm and fragrant.

Song Lingzhi sat on a gold-lacquered wood carved chair and took the white tea from Bai Zhi's hand.

Lang Yao's red glazed teacup was in the palm of his hand, and Song Lingzhi was not in a hurry to drink, just staring at Wei Ziyuan silently.

The sky was gloomy, the snow and fog were white, and everything in the world seemed to be caged in a hazy snowy realm.

The warm pavilion holds the lamp early, the candlelight jumps, and the light and shadow are bright and extinguished.

Wei Ziyuan bowed his head to the ground and did not defend himself.

Qiu Yan was anxious, lifted her skirt and took half a step forward, urging: "Don't you say it quickly, wait for the girl to ask you if you can speak?" ”

The light and shadow were bright, Wei Ziyuan slowly raised his head, his eyes collided with Song Lingzhi, and he didn't say a word.

Just pick up the pen and continue a line on the paper -

I don't want to go.

Song Lingzhi's doubts gradually rose: "Why? ”

The young man looked up, and Amber's eyes were as clear and empty as they had been seen at first sight, but now, they added a little sadness and sadness.

He bowed his head, and the handwriting that fell on the paper was strong and powerful—

Why doesn't the girl want me?

The last word fell, and the ink was not dry.

The snowy paper soaked in ink supported the young man's heavy gaze, and Song Lingzhi's eyes were stunned for a moment.

It is true that if Wei Ziyuan followed the shopkeeper, he would definitely have to move out of Linyue Pavilion.

She couldn't laugh or cry: "You want to serve by my side?" ”

Wei Ziyuan hung his head and was silent.

Song Lingzhi pursed the corners of his lips: "That's it, you still go to the account room." ”

Wei Ziyuan raised his head in shock.

Song Lingzhi: "I go to the account room to study for two hours every day, and the rest is to return to the Moon Pavilion to serve." ”

Wei Ziyuan's eyes flashed with a smile, and he bowed his head and bowed.

……

The long street was wet, and on the long, narrow sandwich road, an inconspicuous Zhulun canopy car was waiting quietly on the side.

The cold wind was blowing, Yue Xu dressed up as a coachman, and replied through the turquoise green orangutan felt curtain.

The ancestors of the Song family for three generations have been checked by Yue Xu these days, but they didn't find anything unusual about Song Lingzhi.

Yue Xu couldn't even figure out where Song Lingzhi got the recipe for the red simmered eel in the palace. If it was really bought from someone else, but Yue Xu asked around in the past few days, but he couldn't find this person.

The cold wind was bone-chilling, Yue Xu tightened his snow hat, and his voice was low.

"Master, will it be that way...... Is it really what Miss Song got in her dream? ”

Snow beads fell, wetting the placket of the clothes. After a long time, Fang heard a soft thud in the carriage.

Shen Yan held the copper fire chopsticks in one hand and gently flicked the incense ashes in the incense burner.

Ru kiln celadon unveined narcissus basin lit the Xuan stone, Shen Yan's eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, and a pair of sword eyebrows seemed to be covered with smoke, which could not be seen clearly.

Yue Xu lowered his eyes and didn't dare to say much. Although he couldn't see the look in Shen Yan's eyes clearly through the felt curtain, he also knew that he had said the wrong thing.

What is the coincidence of the world's affairs?

Song Lingzhi is far away in the south of the Yangtze River, but she knows the recipe only available in the imperial dining room, if she is really the queen's person...... Yue Xu's heart swelled with fear.

Shen Yan was incognito, hiding in Jiangnan from the queen's ears and eyes, if Song Lingzhi was really the queen's person, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yue Xu lowered his eyebrows: "It's the negligence of his subordinates." The sharp blade came out of the sheath, and Yue Xu's eyebrows were a little sharp, "Master, if Miss Song is really someone over there, she can be a subordinate......

The sharp blade cut through the silence, and Yue Xu's unfinished meaning was obvious.

"There's no hurry." Shen Yan's voice was soft and slow, like ink, and his eyes were dark and uncertain.

If you make a move at this moment, you will only startle the snake, but it is better to plan it.

Yue Xu was respectful, answered "yes", and informed Shen Yan of what Song Lingzhi had done recently.

"Miss Song hasn't been out of the Moon Pavilion for the past few days, and her two maids have also followed her and have not left the house. Mrs. Song has been looking for a new master recently, and she doesn't go out often. Then Wei Ziyuan went to the account room every day, and I heard that it was sent by Miss Song. ”

Not far in front of the casino, a long and delicate shadow suddenly flickered.

Yue Xu dragged the snow hat down and whispered: "Master, the front is Wei Ziyuan." ”

……

The wind was dignified, Wei Ziyuan was dressed in a dark green rain brocade robe, his face was like white jade, and his figure was long.

An oil-paper umbrella was propped up in his hand, and beside him was a drunken man. The man was very drunk, and his mouth was full of wine.

It was the one who was in the school field before, and he put the green jade wrench on it.

If it weren't for him at that time, it would be impossible for the slaves behind him to bet on all their wealth and lose their money.

The man stretched out his hand, wanting to put his arm around Wei Ziyuan's shoulder, calling him a brother.

Wei Ziyuan deftly dodged.

The man's long arms were stretched out in the air, embarrassed. He laughed dryly, a faint look of anger on his face.

"Why, now that you're soaring, you don't know me? If it weren't for me, how could those idiots ......?"

Wei Ziyuan raised his eyes, and under the umbrella, a pair of sharp eyes were cold and cold.

The man's heart was shocked, and his right eyelid was beating wildly, and he shuddered. After not seeing each other for a few days, Wei Ziyuan was even more frustrating than he looked before.

Thinking that the casino still owed a lot of debt, the man pretended to be calm, covered his lips and coughed lightly.

Wei Ziyuan had already given him the money before, but unfortunately he was not lucky in the past few days, and he lost for two or three days in a row, so he could only come to Wei Ziyuan again with a shy face to ask for silver.

The long street is full of people coming and going, and it is very inconvenient to speak.

The man beckoned to Wei Ziyuan and motioned for him to walk towards the remote alley.

The bluestone pavement was covered with snow and fell silently.

The man hung his hands and drooped his head: "I came to you today, but I was really desperate." ”

He shook the empty purse in his hand, "Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?" ”

Wei Ziyuan's eyes were heavy, and he didn't make any moves.

The man's throat rolled, and his speech stumbled: "I don't want more, you give me another hundred taels...... No, fifty taels is fine. ”

His tone was natural, "You follow Miss Song, and the reward is naturally much more than ours of the second sect, and these fifty taels are nothing to you." Besides, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been appreciated by Miss Song, let alone enter the Linyue Pavilion to do things. ”

Thinking of Song Lingzhi, the man's face showed a bit of greed.

He is a second-door waiter, and he rarely has the opportunity to see Song Lingzhi on weekdays. Even if there is, it is only a glance.

However, the daughter of the Song family is really good color, her eyebrows are like autumn mountains, and her eyes are like spring waves. Seriously, this Jiangnan, no one is more iconic than her.

Thinking of this, the man suddenly felt annoyed, if it was himself on the school field at that time, maybe he could also do things in Linyue Pavilion.

Serving by Song Lingzhi's side day and night, not to mention, even this silver, there is no need to look at Wei Ziyuan's face.

I regretted it in my heart, and when I looked at Wei Ziyuan, my tone was naturally not as good as before.

He was impatient: "Fifty taels of silver, just borrow me from you, and I will repay you with interest another day." ”

The man is confident, he is just unlucky to lose money these days, and when he wins a lot, he will definitely sprinkle the silver money on Wei Ziyuan's face, so that he can have a long memory, and blame him for not knowing Mount Tai today.

Wei Ziyuan was unmoved, his eyes swept over the man coldly, and he turned his head and left.

The man was startled, strode to catch up, and his right hand just touched Wei Ziyuan's shoulder, and there was a sudden "click".

Wei Ziyuan didn't know when to hold his wrist, but he only used his strength, and the man's wrist bone cracked in response.

He was in so much pain that he rolled on the ground.

The alley was secluded, except for the wails of men echoing and the snow rolling all over the ground.

The man covered his hands, in pain, but he still didn't forget to scold: "You who have received a thousand knives, I will, I will kill you." ”

The snow was blank, Wei Ziyuan was too lazy to give away his eyes, and turned around with an umbrella.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and the man had a dagger hidden in his sleeve.

The blade was sharp, and it went straight towards Wei Ziyuan.

"You really think that others don't know about your dirty things, why don't you climb into the bed surnamed Song, what's the matter, the daughter of the Song family......"

Blood was scattered.

The sharp dagger pierced the abdomen, splattering blood on the spot.

The man slowly slipped to his knees, his eyes widened, and he fell straight to the ground, still holding the dagger in his hand, and the blood was hot and gurgling.

Wei Ziyuan stood condescendingly to the side, standing upright.

With a little blood beads on his fingertips, Wei Ziyuan lowered his eyebrows, and carelessly took out a towel from his sleeve and wiped his fingertips.

The snow is getting heavier.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind him.

Yue Xu was dressed in a gray robe, and bowed down to invite someone: "Master Wei, my master is invited." ”