That Young Master Zhou heard the discussion of others, his face was red and white, it was true that his actions were a little frivolous, but it was not for the sake of greedy beauty.

Zhou Yi, the son of a dignified Jiangnan official eunuch, has always been an elegant person in his position, how could he be so greedy for other girls? Although it is indeed a good story, it really damages his image.

He was so out of shape, not because he heard that Zhu Yannai was a talented woman, and the poems she wrote were lingering and compassionate, and she was very resentful, and she had a bit of the boudoir atmosphere of a noble girl in Beijing, but she was sick all the year round, and there was a life in the way of it, no one dared to visit her, and she had no chance to talk to this talented woman.

happened to meet Liu Dachao to report the news, and when he talked about the improvement of this legendary woman's condition, he thought that he might be able to meet him by chance, and he didn't want to be really seen by him, but he was just a little abrupt, afraid that he was going to teach other girls to misunderstand.

looked around, and sure enough, I saw that Zhu Yan had already crossed an idle field with Xu Suzhen and Chen, and stood on the opposite ridge.

The emerald green grass on the edge of the field reflected her cyan cotton skirt, which looked more and more beautiful and refined, which was different from the usual gaudy clothes of girls in this Jiangnan village and town.

Although the people around him retreated, they still looked at Zhou Yi unrelentingly, he suddenly felt embarrassed, so he had to cough dryly, trying to save some face, "You little lady who doesn't know what to do, this young master admires your name, how can you be compared to ordinary people?" ”

Zhu Yan listened, pulled Xu Suzhen to stand on his feet, turned his head and looked at him from top to bottom, as if smiling, "Oh? I was clumsy, and I thought you were also here to collect debts, so I hid faster. Come to think of it, the money we owe to the Zhou family has been paid off with interest, and you are a young master, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, and there is no need to bully our orphans and widows. ”

Zhou Yi choked for a while, and said that this little lady of the Zhu family does have some talent, but she is a sick man, how weak and weak this character is, and she has been bullied by her aunts and cousins, but when did she become so sharp-toothed?

The surroundings were also quiet, and everyone looked at Zhu Yan in a daze, as if they didn't recognize her.

In the clear and humid air, there was a little depressing silence, Zhu Yan suddenly felt bad, subconsciously held Xu Suzhen's hand, and moved his steps back slightly.

"Yanxin, what are you doing here?" A middle-aged woman's voice finally broke the silence, "Why do you want to be like other girls? It's Qingming today, aren't you afraid of bad luck? The voice is gentle, but when you listen closely, it has a domineering force.

Zhu Yan bit her lower lip gently, what this woman said was reasonable, Qingming was the most taboo to be contaminated with bad luck. But can't she hear it? This is scolding her in a roundabout way, what is bad luck, most likely because of the fate of that broken Taoist priest?

"Swallow, let's go." Seeing that there was nothing wrong, Xu Suzhen grabbed Zhu Yan and pulled her around a puddle of stagnant water on the ridge.

"Mother......" Zhu Yan secretly glanced at Xu Suzhen, and saw her frowning, feeling a little uncomfortable, "I ...... just now Is it wrong? ”

Before Xu Xizhen could answer, Chen preemptively smiled and said, "How could you do something wrong?" You just can't let that person bully you. Sister Silk Zhen, don't blame Ah Yan, I think she should be like this! Don't look at our old man's ......."

"Okay, Sister Chen, that's all about the previous dynasty, but what are you going to talk about it? Besides, the swallow doesn't need to know these things. ”

Zhu Yan blinked, pretending to be greedy for the scenery on the side of the road, but put every word of their words into his ears.

Former? She remembers that she studied medicine, which is good, but that doesn't mean she doesn't know anything outside of medicine.

Although it is impossible for her to know every emperor in history, how can she not know such a major event as changing the dynasty?

It's a pity that she hasn't asked anything from Xu Suzhen in the past few days, and finally came to the conclusion that it is...... She didn't know which dimension she had traveled to, and it had nothing to do with her familiarity with that history.

However, since it is a change of dynasty, no matter what time it is, the government decree must recuperate, and it is no wonder that this small riverside village seems to be peaceful and peaceful.

Since most of the implementation is now for recuperation, it must be to persuade the people to cultivate and weave, and even encourage commercial development, and people must have a lot of spare money in their hands.

And what she needs most now is money, first of all, she has to pay off the debts of the bastard second cousin, and secondly, she saw that although there were many houses in the house, they were all in disrepair, and they might collapse when it was windy and rainy, and she was not at ease at all to live in such a dilapidated house.

You must find a way to do it economically, maybe doing business is a good choice, as for the cost...... She remembered that there were still a lot of delicate clothes in the box in the house, and she couldn't wear so much anyway, so it was better to let Xu Suzhen be the principal of the business.

Solving the financial problem, Zhu Yan smiled slightly, but his feeling of getting better was interrupted by Xu Suzhen unceremoniously: "Yanzi, why are you stunned?" to your father's grave. ”

Zhu Yan hurriedly came back to his senses, they were already far away from the paddy field just now, and now in front of them was a barren field, full of a kind of fine wild grass called "Kanmai Niang", and there were wild vegetables such as shepherd's cabbage and Ma Lantou in the low places, Zhu Yan didn't know much about these.

Chen's basket had already put down the bamboo basket he was holding, leaned down and began to pick wild vegetables.

Zhu Yan raised her eyebrows, she really didn't know what to say, she was obviously here to go to her father's grave, but she was so idle that she had already thought of going back to eat wild vegetables.

Turning her head to look at Xu Suzhen, she was bent on her back, laboriously arranging the dry apples in front of a stone tablet.

Zhu Yan felt a thorn in her heart, hurriedly rushed forward, bent down and set the apple for her, "Mother, let's come." ”

"Yo, Yanzi is really sensible, when I was a child, I always acted like a young lady, and I watched it with my hands on the side, but now I will be sympathetic to my sister." Chen picked and chose on the ground, and did not forget to laugh and joke.

Xu Suzhen glanced at Zhu Yan, took out a pen from his sleeve, and did not have any joy, "I'll do this kind of rough work, Yanzi, you can write, go and describe the words on the tablet for your father, and it will be diluted by the rain a lot." ”

Zhu Yan took it and turned his head to look at the rough stone stele, the handwriting on it was simple, and only a trace of vermilion remained, which was written "The Tomb of Zhu Siye - Female Zhu Yanli".

Zhu Yan blinked, and subconsciously turned his head sideways to look at Xu Suzhen.

If she remembered correctly, the name of the person who erected the tomb should have been written on his deceased wife, right? For the first time, I began to be a little suspicious of the old woman in front of me.

Zhu Yan herself is only eighteen years old, and this Xu Silk Zhen looks like she is fifty years old, she seems to be a little older than the Chen family, and the age difference is so much, which makes her feel a little strange.

Moreover, the "Zhu Siye" written on the stele obviously cannot be her father's real name, why do you have to be incognito even when someone dies?

Zhu Yan thought about it, and couldn't help but shudder slightly, and before he could come back to his senses, a fire flashed behind him.

Hurriedly turned around to avoid it, it turned out that Xu Silk Zhen had completed the arrangement over there, and lit those paper coins and ingots, and the blue-white tombstone seemed to be constantly surging in front of him through the beating firelight, revealing more and more mysterious flavors.

Xu Suzhen and Chen sat on the spot, and they cried without warning.

Zhu Yan frowned, helplessly put up his hands, and listened boredly to their strange voices that looked like conjuring spirits, and couldn't tell whether it was singing or crying.

His eyes slowly slipped to a nearby grave, where in front of the tomb sat an old woman who looked pampered, sitting on a futon and crying, surrounded by a large group of servants and maids.

Zhu Yan shook his head in disgust, it was really ridiculous, what to go to the grave to sweep, just to make a show to others, and when these were done, he would probably take off the dust on his clothes, and go back with a smile.