Hearing the old man mention that woman, Zhu Youji's face was very ugly, and his sword eyebrows wrinkled unhappily, Old Man Ling was not good to say, Zihan's girl really fell in love with Ah Zhang, but ...... , As soon as Zihan's name was mentioned, Ah Ji was like this, the old man really had more than enough heart and not enough strength, so he changed the topic and said: "Ling Qi will come to see me tomorrow, Ah Ji, you can be at home tomorrow, right?"

Zhu Youzhu nodded, I went to City B today, and I can come back tonight at the earliest.

The old man sighed with relief, and went out for a stroll as usual. Zhu Youzhi took the small box and prepared to set off for City B. After arriving in City B, Zhu Youzhu went straight to the museum and found the director's office, the door was open, the curator and the exhibition elder were there, and there were two old men sitting on the sofa. Zhan Lao beckoned Zhu Youzhu into the door, and introduced: "This is Zhu Zhen, come, Zhu Zhen, this is Qi Lao, the dean of our research institute, and this is Xu Lao, a first-class connoisseur of antiques and antiques in the research institute." ”

Zhu Youzhu nodded and said hello, Xu Lao and Qi Lao both looked at the wooden box held by this young man with wide eyes, Xu Lao was even more anxious, pulled Zhu Youzhu to sit beside him and said seriously: "Zhu Zhenna, I looked at that painting carefully with a few old friends yesterday, you are right, it is not made by Xiaozong himself, most of it is a woman's copy, as for who copied it, it is still uncertain, are you really willing to exchange blood drops for that painting? If it is not copied by Empress Xiao Kangjing, the collection value of the painting is not high." ”

"That's it, it's hard to see blood droplets, I heard that you have a few blood droplets, all of which are treasures of the Ming Dynasty, are you really willing to use blood droplets to exchange that painting?" Qi Lao also couldn't believe it, whoever wants to exchange the heirloom for a possible fake, he will definitely treat this person as a loser.

Zhu Youzhu opened the wooden box under the gaze of the four old men, turned out ten blood droplets and placed them on the table one by one, "This is indeed a thing of the Ming Dynasty, don't fake, ten." ”

Xu Lao was the closest to Zhu Youji, and saw the other things in the box more clearly, and he was about to faint without taking a breath for a while. It took a while for Xu Lao to come to his senses, and he trembled and pointed to the bright red blood droplets lined up on the table and asked tremblingly, "These...... Have you done it all, Lord?"

Zhan Lao and the curator had already prepared, put on gloves, and carefully observed them one by one with a magnifying glass, all of them were full and luster, without the slightest trace of modern carving, round and without a single flaw, even if it was the one that Zhu Youzhu casually put into his pocket, now mixed here, he can't find the slightest problem.

"Good things, good things, such well-preserved antiquities are really rare to see in a hundred years!" the curator sighed, patting Zhan Lao's back and saying: "Brother Zhan, you are blessed, where did you find a little friend who has such a collection." ”

"Haha, Zhu Zhen, do you really want to exchange these ten blood droplets for that snow map?" Zhan Lao was excited, and a little worried, I was afraid that he would regret it in the future because he was a young man!

Zhu Youzhu nodded, looked at the curator and asked seriously, "When can I go and get it?"

The curator coughed lightly, "This, our museum has requirements, even if the painting is not made by Xiaozong, it still needs to be proven, it will take half a month, and then these blood drops of yours must also ensure that the road is clear, you yourself sign, and after expert identification, I have the right to hand over the snow map to you as the curator." Moreover...... It has always been collectors who donate collections to our museum, and it is really the first time that we have changed collections, and this process is about a month. ”

"Can you hurry up?" Zhu Youzhu was rarely anxious.

"No, it's already the fastest speed. The curator looked down at the fascinating blood droplets arranged in a row on the table.

Xu Lao quietly approached Zhu Youji, rubbed his hands and said: "Zhu Zhen, just now I saw that there are still things in your box, take them out and take a look, rest assured, we will definitely not covet your things, that is...... , haha, it's just a feast for the eyes. ”

The curator and Qi Lao looked at Zhu Youzhu suspiciously, what else did he have?

Zhu Youzhu motioned to Xu Lao to look casually, and the four old men were chatting together, he was really bored here, so he said: "The four old gentlemen take a look, I'll go down and go around first." ”

"Okay, you go. The curator waved his hand and stared at Xu Lao's hand that opened the box.

Zhu Youzhu got up and came out, not caring about the four old gentlemen's jaws that were about to drop when they looked at the beads in the box.

"My good man! What is this! Zhu Zhen, this kid's family has so many family heirlooms, and they are all treasures! What is the origin of this kid......

"Hurry up, let me see! No wonder he doesn't look down on blood drops, these are no worse than blood drops!"

"Lao Qi, do you say that we should report to the state, he should hand over these things......"

"Shouyao, this is someone's own thing, and it's not picked up, you want to occupy other people's property?!" Zhan Lao poked the ground with a cane: "Don't beat other people's ideas, don't be ashamed!"

"Yes, yes, I'm just talking casually, Brother Zhan, don't take it to heart. ”

Zhu Youzhu didn't care that these four old men would take advantage of him, and he naturally had to take back what he could.

Xue Map lay quietly inside, looking at the painting copied by Zhen Zhen, Zhu Youzhu smiled and said, "...... Silly girl, didn't it take a long time......"

Zhu Youzhu watched for two hours in front of the painting, from the little girl's jet-black hair to the snow-covered branches in the courtyard, and then walked away satisfied. When I returned to the office on the second floor, the four old men were still muttering together, Zhu Youzhu knocked lightly on the door, and the four old men were also startled, seeing Zhu Youzhu coming, Qi Lao patted his chest and said with concern: "Zhu Zhen, why did you come back so quickly and stop shopping? ”

Zhu Youzhu shook his head and said, "It's dark, and I have to go back to S City." Then he stepped forward and grabbed the beads and put them in the box, pointed to the ten blood droplets and said: "I won't bring this thing back, Mr. Zhan will help me keep it, and when you need me to sign, just call me." Zhu Youzhi took out a note with his phone number from his arms and put it on the table to say goodbye.

Zhan Lao hurriedly called out to him and said, "Zhu Zhen, are you just leaving?"

Zhu Youzhu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does Elder Zhan have anything to tell me?"

"No, it's not, it's just that this thing is your family heirloom, you just put it here with me, and you won't be afraid ......"

"Put it at Mr. Zhan's, I'm relieved. Zhu Youzhu smiled and glanced at the curator Dong Shouyao intentionally or unintentionally.

Qi Lao looked at the box in Zhu Youji's hand with regret and pity, and said, "Zhu Zhen, do you have any will...... That one...... This ......" twisted his fingers and couldn't really say it, he didn't have the face to say such cheeky words as asking people to donate family heirlooms.

Zhu Youzhu knew what Qi Lao meant, so he just smiled and said, "Grandpa said that taking out one of these beads can make me eat and drink for the rest of my life." But we can't buy the things of our Zhu family, let alone sell them. Of course, this is Zhu Youji's nonsense, and sure enough, after hearing this, Qi Lao was gloomy, waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it's okay, if you have something urgent, go first." ”

"Then there are the four old gentlemen. Zhu Youzhu nodded at Zhan Lao and left the office. He also had to rush to take the train at 8 o'clock in the evening and arrive in S City at 2 o'clock in the morning.

The four of them watched Zhu Youji's tall figure disappear at the door, and they all shook their heads reluctantly, especially the curator, who looked at Zhan Lao with envy: "Brother Zhan, how many days will these things be displayed in the museum first? ”

Zhan Lao smiled and carefully picked up the beads one by one and put them back in the small box, and refused: "Forget it, Shouyao, the formalities here have been completed, I will come again, if you want to see this thing, come to my house." Also, Zhu Zhen understands it, he is very smart, no one can fight his family heirloom idea, now he wants to snow the map and ten blood drops will come out, maybe one day he will see something in the museum and exchange it with the blue sea pearl. ”

"Yes, old man, why do you think he wants that picture?" the curator wondered.

"Young people always have a special hobby. Zhan Lao can only say so.

Zhu Youzhu sat on the train back to S City, most of the people around him were asleep, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, and his mind was full of scenes of Zhen Zhen lying on the desk and concentrating on copying. After thinking for a while, he was irritable, he raised his hand and pinched his temples vigorously, and said softly, "There's always something left, not bad." ...... Zhenzhen, Zhao'er, Xi'er, Yan'er, Ah Rong, how are you? ”

Zhu Youzhu leaned against the car window, looking at the beautiful night scene with bright lights outside, surrounded by such a modern atmosphere, he realized that he was losing himself, the memories of the Ming Dynasty were getting farther and farther away from him, except for his queen and his children, he could remember less and less. This may not be a bad thing, Zhu Youzhu comforted himself, if he really can't go back, those sad pasts are not worth nostalgia. His childhood, his father, his throne, were not worth it.

When Zhu Youzhu arrived home, it was three o'clock in the morning, opened the door gently and closed the door gently, raised his eyes to see the faint light in the living room, the old man knew that he would come back at night, so he specially left a lamp for him...... , his heart was slightly warm, Zhu Youzhu turned off the light and went upstairs, lying on the bed without the slightest sleepiness. turned over and buried his face in the pillow, the pillow was full of sunshine and freshness, it must have been the old man who asked Sister Yang to dry the quilt, someone cared about him...... God is not thin on himself.

Old Man Ling's own grandson was coming, and the old man followed Sister Yang to the vegetable market early in the morning to buy things. When Zhu Youzhu came out, the old man had already left, leaving a note: "Ah Zhang, breakfast is on the table, microwave oven heating, eat hot." "On the table is a basket of small buns, a simple bowl of millet porridge. Zhu Youzhi directly finished breakfast and brushed the bowl, and sat on the old man's chair where the old man often sat and waited for his grandfather to come back.