The grandfather and grandson smiled as they walked through the screen wall and entered Xianyun Pavilion.
Knowing that Song Lingzhi had not had breakfast, Mama Liu had someone prepare it and personally helped Song Lingzhi wash his hands. She smiled and said, "The kitchen has sent over milk soup and Jade Rice Porridge."
That milk soup was Madam Song's favorite in the past. Upon hearing this, Song Lingzhi immediately asked someone to send an extra bowl and personally presented it to Madam Song.
Madam Song said with a smile: "Just eat, why are you thinking about me?"
She caught a glimpse of Wei Ziyuan standing behind Song Lingzhi. Old Madam Song asked softly, "Did you copy the calligraphy from the young lady's handwriting?"
Wei Ziyuan stepped forward and nodded.
Old Madam Song asked someone to bring a pair of glasses and put them on to examine her carefully. "What a cute child, and handsome. Where did you learn such handwriting?"
Baizhi was considerate and quickly handed over a pen and paper.
Wei Ziyuan took over and said: I used to write for the young master of the private school.
Just making a living, Old Madam Song nodded and turned to Song Lingzhi: "Is this the child you wanted to send to the accounting office as an apprentice?"
Song Lingzhi nodded: "Yes, Grandma, what do you think?"
Old Madam Song looked at the young man kneeling below her. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was well-proportioned. She smiled, with a hint of admiration on her face: "Not bad."
Turning to look at Song Lingzhi, Old Lady Song smiled warmly: "The Song family will be handed over to you in the future. Now, while the old shopkeepers are free, let them help you keep an eye on it. When you take over one day, you will have a left and right arm, so you don't have to be at a loss. I think this child is good. Mother Liu..."
Before he finished speaking, Wei Ziyuan, who was sitting below him, suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes full of shock.
He looked suddenly at Song Lingzhi.
Madam Song was puzzled: "Why, you don't want to?"
Being able to learn skills from the Song family's big managers is something that no one else can ask for. If you learn well, after three to five years, you may be promoted to a manager.
Moreover, Wei Ziyuan was sent by Song Lingzhi, so no one dared to bully him.
Wei Ziyuan said nothing, lowered his head and closed his eyes.
Old Madam Song didn't like to force it, so she stood up with the help of her agarwood crutches: "In that case, Zhizhi, you come."
Song Lingzhi hurried forward to support the man.
Old Madam Song looked at Wei Ziyuan and said, "If you have anything to say, just talk to Zhizhi. If you regret it, go to the accounting office again and someone will teach you."
A few branches of winter plum blossoms were placed in a pure vase carved with lotus petals from the official kiln. After sending his grandmother back to the inner room to rest, Song Lingzhi walked out wearing a crane cloak and came to Wei Ziyuan.
The young man was still kneeling on the ground, his body as straight as a green bamboo. In the place where the candlelight could not reach, his pair of amber eyes were dim and unclear, without any light at all.
The official kiln blue and white coiled lotus double-handled three-legged incense burner is burning with lily palace incense, and the warm fragrance fills the house.
Song Lingzhi sat high on a gold-painted wooden carved chair and took the white tea from Bai Zhi.
Holding the Langyao red-glazed teacup in his palm, Song Lingzhi was in no hurry to drink. He just stared at Wei Ziyuan without saying a word.
The sky was gloomy, the snow fog was white, and everything in the world seemed to be shrouded in a hazy snow world.
The lights in the warm room were lit early, the candlelight flickered, and the light and shadows flickered gracefully.
Wei Ziyuan bowed his head to the ground without making any explanation.
Qiuyan was anxious. She lifted her skirt and took a half step forward, urging: "Hurry up and speak. Are you waiting for the girl to ask you a question?"
The light was bright. Wei Ziyuan slowly raised his head, his eyes met Song Lingzhi's, and he said nothing.