Returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, looking at her father's worried eyes, Lan Hongyue flashed a trace of guilt in her heart, that is, her own willfulness and her ignorance caused them to worry about themselves, it was really undeserved, and she had grown up in an instant, and she would not be like before.

I have to say that she has changed a lot when she comes back this time, and the murderer has been brought to justice.

Through this time, the whole family also got to know Lan Yin's friend Tong Wentian, and the family was smiling, as for the little abacus hidden in their hearts, who knows?

Born into a big family, who is simple?

The old prime minister is also a cherished talent, and when he saw this young man, he had a good impression. Looking at his all-round bearing, the elegance of his gestures will know that the origin is extraordinary.

"The little boy is willing to be a guest of my Prime Minister's Mansion." As soon as he saw this young man, he was very kind, and he had a lot of ideas about getting under his command. Although he knew that this was very unlikely, after all, he was born extraordinary, but he still wanted to try it!

"Thanks to the Prime Minister's attention, I can't ask the sky." For the number of etiquette that should be there, Tong Wentian still has it. Although he was born in the Yi nationality, an ethnic minority, he likes to learn Han etiquette since he was a child, admires Han culture, and the etiquette and upbringing he should have will not be inferior to those children of wealthy families.

"The old man doesn't force his nephew." Although I am prepared to be disappointed in the end, there is always some discomfort in being rejected by anyone.

However, this did not affect Lao Cheng's opinion of him, but relied on him more. Wealth can't be lewd, mighty can't be bent, how can such a gentleman not be admired?

So far, Tong Wentian has also become a year-old friend with the old prime minister, and the two often play against each other for a long time. However, there is no doubt that it is the old man who loses,

No, there was another scream from the backyard, "Oops, oops, this game doesn't count, the old man is dizzy and misplaced." Then the chessboard was gorgeously toppled by him.

Tong Wentian smiled and blinked, indicating that he didn't care. Old kids, old kids, that's the kind of people we're talking about!

Think about this veteran of the two dynasties, who was majestic in the court, but now he is not completely exposed.

The other children of the old prime minister were not convinced, their father had never been very kind to them, and since they were born, they had been forced to learn this and that, and they expressed their sadness.

In ancient times, the children of their nobles had to learn the Four Books and Five Classics, the Six Arts of Gentlemen, to win glory for the family, and for the glory of their parents.

Of course, there are also straw bun children who mix with official positions under the blessing of their ancestors, or eat at home and wait for death.

However, their family has been very strict since they were young, not to mention that their father has three sons, and the competition is quite fierce.

"Okay, okay," Seeing Tong Wentian's calm and calm attitude, the old prime minister suddenly felt that his face was gloomy, and a sense of shame came over him, he thought if it was not good for him to bully juniors like this!

If you let others know, you will definitely vomit blood in anger, old prime minister, you have to speak and act according to your conscience!

Thinking of their juniors who frequently made mistakes but were severely reprimanded by the old prime minister on the Jinluan Palace, they really doubted, is this a person?

"There are talented people in the country," the old prime minister smiled with relief, and then the topic changed, "Let's stay for dinner!" ”

Looking up at the time, it was already noon, indeed, lunch time had arrived, the old prime minister had been indulging in games here, and it had already been lunch time, and the old prime minister also blushed consciously, and he had let the family accompany him for so long.

Then, Tong Wentian naturally stayed to eat.

After lunch, back garden,

"Thank you Childe for saving your life." Following the prestige, it turned out to be Lan Hongyue who turned sideways to say goodbye, and it was Tong Wentian in front of her.

"Girls don't have to be polite." Tong Wentian put his hands behind his back and looked at her coldly. He didn't have much affection for a woman who was deliberately approaching.

Over the years, he has seen many women of all kinds, charming, pure and lovely, and weak...... None of them were of any interest to him.

He looked at her quietly, thinking that she would say something that a little woman had promised her.

As a result, Lan Hongyue unexpectedly gave him a gift.

This is Jiaowei Qin, one of the top ten guqins, very rare, if it were not for the prominence of the Prime Minister's Mansion for hundreds of years, it would not have been handed down to this day, if there was no old Cheng for this young lady's favor, she would not have this piano.

This piano is her gift, and it has only been a month, even if she is reluctant, but it is insignificant compared to the grace of saving her life.

And a good piano matches a good person, she knows that this son must be a good player. Don't ask her why she knows, just look at the calluses in his hands, people who have been practicing the piano for many years must have calluses on their hands, just look closely.

She didn't look carefully when she saved people that day, and she didn't see it until she returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion when everyone was in danger.

As for why she was so sure that he was a master? Nonsense, people are so smart, if you practice for many years, you will definitely become a master, of course, not including music idiots! A music idiot who was forced by his parents.

But could he be that kind of person? There were once people who were incomplete in five tones, but they were proficient in all other eighteen martial arts.

Of course, Tong Wentian couldn't put it down when he saw this piano, but considering the preciousness of this piano, he was a little hesitant.

"Take it!" Seeing that Tong Wentian was reluctant to accept it, Lan Hongyue immediately urged.

"A good sword with a hero, a good piano with a good person, the little girl is a shallow learner, I am afraid it will be difficult to give full play to the strengths of this piano, and I will give it to my son." She looked at Tong Wentian with a frank face, without the delicate pretentiousness of other women. This made Tong Wentian greatly appreciated, and his favorability soared instantly.

Of course, he still has doubts, ancient male and female couples generally send each other a love token, this love token may be a purse, a wooden hairpin, or even a sword, of course, it may also be a piano, so he never accepts gifts from women, of course, excluding his mother.

At the moment, he was a little skeptical, otherwise he would be in trouble, although he was not afraid, he also hated to deal with trouble.

But with her clear eyes, he swallowed the words back.

In an instant, there were a few crystal tears rolling on her long eyelashes, and her originally charming and agile eyes were eclipsed at this moment, and her eyes were so empty, so lonely, and so melancholy like a delicate flower turned into tears, which made people feel infinite pity.

Yes, Lan Hongyue was also a little anxious about his refusal to accept it, and her eyes were full of tears. What kind of style should a beauty cry in?

Even though there are thousands of styles, who to talk to. Inexplicably, Tong Wentian's heart missed half a beat.