Mr. Yan Jiyi Yan is already in his prime, but he is a crane with a young face and strong spirits.

Zhu Ran and Zhu Heyu entered the study together, but they didn't expect to be almost kicked out by the old man as soon as they entered the door, and Zhu Heyu relieved the siege and said: "Take a closer look, this is the apprentice concubine Zhuran, not Yan'er." ”

The old man looked at it carefully for a while, the expression on his face changed and changed, and finally let the two of them enter the study. was obviously sad, but smiled at Zhu Heyu and said: "I heard that Xiao Yan'er went, ask her mother, her mother doesn't say, ask Xiao Xuanzi, he doesn't say anything, this has learned to lie to me, an old man." ”

Seeing that Zhu Heyu pondered for a while and didn't answer, Yan Jiyi said lightly: "Xiao Yan'er hates poverty and loves wealth and vanity, so she will leave!" You," he glanced at Zhu Ran unconsciously when he said this, and said to Zhu Heyu: "Don't think about it anymore, live a good life!" ”

Zhu Heyu couldn't bear to look at Yan Jiyi's pretending to be strong, thinking that when he and Du Yuyan were in love, his master was very much in agreement, and later his mother Rong Guifei lost power, Du Yuyan became the crown princess, and Yan Jiyi never let Du Yuyan go to the door of Yan's mansion again. Zuo Yi replied, "Yes, what the master said." When he straightened up, he looked at Zhu Ran, who was standing side by side, and went to hold her hand hard.

"You have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, why did you remember to come to the old man and me today?" Yan Jiyi lowered his head and wiped the two jade cabbages on the bookcase, and asked Zhu Heyu.

Zhu Heyu was cunning and defended: "The apprentice came to visit your old man's house today, and he took ...... with him."

Yan Jiyi put down the jade cabbage in his hand and shouted outward: "Flim tongue!" Someone, send off! ”

Zhu Ran secretly glanced at Zhu Heyu on the side, only to see him say, "There are three things that I came here today to ask the master for help." ”

"You treat me as a god!" Although Yan Jiyi said so, there was already a smile on his face, and it was appropriate for Zhu Heyu to talk about what was going on.

"First, it is to let the side concubine appreciate the master's Danqing Mobao, second, to ask for a master's masterpiece for Mrs. Han Xiang, and third, to ......" Zhu Heyu pondered for a long time, and just as he was about to speak, Yan Jiyi said as if he had guessed something: "The first two things are accurate, but if the third thing involves the court, I can't do anything." ”

Zhu Heyu's eyes lit up and said to Yan Jiyi very firmly: "Master, it's a matter of the country!" Matters of the people! ”

Yan Jiyi was speechless for a long time after hearing this, and finally sighed and said, "That's it, that's it, here you go!" ”

Of course, Zhu Ran, as a bystander, couldn't understand what this third thing was, but Yan Jiyi was the founding father of Zhu Yun's father, Zhu Yu, who fought hard to build the country, and what Zhu Heyu asked him for must have a deterrent effect on Zhu Yun.

There is a secret door in Yan Jiyi's study, and when the secret door is opened, from south to north, the works of celebrities of various dynasties are placed in turn according to time. In fact, Zhu Heyu doesn't know Zhu Ran, Zhu Ran doesn't like to appreciate paintings and doesn't like to appreciate paintings, the reason why she can see the authenticity, age, and grade of the painting is also due to the good teaching of the master invited by Zhuchang County, and her mother Dong Yuqing is very accomplished in Danqing painting.

A hanging painting at the outermost door, which immediately attracted Zhuran's attention. It is a modern painting, the painting is a cardamom woman, holding a book in her right hand, leaning on the plum, smiling like a flower on her face, and is doing a voyeur room to teach the gentleman.

"Dare to ask Mr. Yan, which Haojie is this Haojie?" Zhu Ran looked at the seal in the lower left corner of the painting,I also saw the painting of this Haojie master in the spring when I was in the Qingfeng Academy of Feng Lisong in Gunzhou,But I didn't pay attention to it at the time,But now it's different。 Because the woman in this painting is very similar to her mother Dong Yuqing, let me ask if there are ninety percent of people in this world who look alike!

"Dong Haojie." Yan Jiyi said. When he said this name, Yan Jiyi couldn't help but sigh. In his life, he thought that the literati were pure and open-minded. But because of his beloved daughter Yan Lingyu, he did something wrong, and finally ruined the family of Dong Haojie, a generation of Confucianism.

Zhu Ran nodded, and put the conjecture in his heart back into his heart. Mother Dong Yuqing never mentioned her mother's family, when she was a child, her grandfather who saw Zhuyu came to Zhufu every time, and Zhuran also asked Dong Yuqing, but it ended with Dong Yuqing secretly crying. Since then, Zhu Ran has never dared to mention the people and things of his mother's family. Now I am secretly speculating that this Dong Haojie will not be my mother's father,My grandfather。 Thinking of this and remembering one more thing, I can ask Zhu Heyu for a while.

When he said goodbye to Yan Jiyi, it was also unexpected. Yan Jiyi gave Zhu Ran a Danqing work. Zhu Ran held it in his hand, knowing the weight of the painting. According to legend, when Zhu Yun first ascended the throne, knowing that Yan Jiyi was good at painting, he ordered Yan Jiyi to paint a portrait of his concubine, but Yan Jiyi was disrespectful. In the end, Zhu Yun not only did not get angry, but also rewarded Yan Jiyi with a plaque, which read "Yashi Qing Bone". Although this matter is mainly because Zhu Yun has just ascended the throne and has an unstable foundation and is afraid of important ministers, there is no lack of admiration for Yan Jiyi.

Walking out of Yan's Mansion, Zhu Heyu seemed to forget the unhappiness of coming to the clouds, and walked back leisurely holding Zhuran's hand.

Zhu Ran asked him: "Is there anything between the current Guozi Priest Dong Changqing and Master Dong Haojie that Mr. Yan said just now?" ”

"Why is this being asked?" Zhu Heyu was puzzled.

"You know what?" Zhu Ran was anxious to know the answer, but Zhu Heyu shook his head and said, "I know about the Guozi Priest Wine Dong Changqing, but this Dong Haojie has never heard of it." ”

Zhu Ran was flustered just now, and he didn't get an answer at this time, but calmed down.

"Answer me, why are you asking this man," Zhu Heyu asked with a wave of Zhuran's arm.

Zhu Ran turned his head sideways to look at Zhu Heyu, "You have to listen to inconsequential things!" ”

"I want to know everything about you!" Zhu Heyu said.

Zhu Ran smiled after hearing this, looked at the autumn blue sky, cleared his throat and let Zhu Heyu listen: "My mother's surname is Dong, so I am curious about the things of people surnamed Dong!" ”

Zhu Heyu suddenly picked up Zhu Ran, and ran forward, saying as he ran: "Got it!" When I have time, I'll ask if these two people are related. ”

Zhu Heyu looked at Zhu Ran in his arms and suddenly smiled, feeling a warm current rushing into his heart. In front of her, he seemed to have returned to before he was sixteen years old, and found the reckless innocence of that time, the frankness and naturalness of that time.

Seeing Zhu Heyu running faster and faster, Zhu Ran unconsciously let go of the hand around his neck, completely relaxed, and only relied on his hand to fix her waist. Feeling the wind in his ears driven by the fast running, Zhu Ran smiled and asked, "Can it be faster?" ”

"No problem!"

"Ahh Yes! Zhu Ran just felt very sweet in his heart, and at the moment he completely believed in him and left everything behind, this may be love.