Chapter 382 Mr. ZhouThe next day, Zhou Cangyue arrived at Renyi Mansion early. In order to show that he was polite, he also brought a gift to Old Lady Meng. That is a pot of camellia in full bloom. Zhou Cangyue couldn't name it, but since it was the flower grown by Fourth Sister Su, it must be a good flower. Sister Su Si loves growing flowers. Even when she moved, she would always take with her the dozens of pots of flowers that she had taken good care of. Old Lady Meng had not seen visitors for a long time, but when the maid showed her the camellia, she smiled innocently like a child: "Oh, these flowers are so beautiful, who sent them?" The maid smiled and said, "It's a Mr. Zhou." Old Lady Meng smiled and said, "Ah, it's a young man, is he good-looking?" Maid: "He is a handsome young man." Old Lady Meng pretended to be angry: "You girl, since a handsome young man is coming, why don't you invite him in?" The maid had no choice but to ask Zhou Cangyue to come in.
At this time, He Ran was still in a meeting with Feng Xieying and others to discuss the test questions. Xiao Li asked Zhou Cangyue to walk around the garden by himself. When the maid found him, Zhou Cangyue was arguing with Xiao Ba. When Zhou Cangyue learned that Old Lady Meng wanted to see him, he ran away. Xiao Ba flapped his wings and shouted behind him: "You can't win an argument and then run away. What kind of hero are you?" Zhou Cangyue: "I'm not a hero, you are, okay?" Old Madam Meng is able to get out of bed now, and would occasionally go to the front yard to chat with He Ran, but she still didn't recognize people very well and had forgotten many things. From the time Jing Dashan wanted to divorce her to the time Duke Dingguo fled south, the decades in between no longer existed for her. She forgot the people and things that made her unhappy. In her mind, she was still the delicate woman in her prime who liked bright colors and flowers and plants. The old lady Meng that Zhou Cangyue saw was still exquisite, with her snow-white hair combed neatly, a ruby hairpin inserted in her hair, ruby earrings on her head, and lip balm on her lips. But when she saw Zhou Cangyue, Old Lady Meng suddenly cried out in surprise: "Mr. Zhou? Didn't you go to look for the child? Why are you back again?" The maid beside her quickly reminded: "Old Madam, you remembered it wrongly. Mr. Zhou is the guest of the boss. He is here to see the boss." Old Lady Meng blamed: "You are talking nonsense. Master Zhou doesn't know the head of the family at all, right, Master Zhou?" Zhou Cangyue was confused, but he had already seen that this extremely noble old nobleman didn't seem to have a very good brain, so he had to explain: "Old lady, I know the boss." Old Lady Meng was like a stubborn little girl, with a stern face: "Hey, Master Zhou, why are you talking nonsense with them? How do you know the boss? The boss led the troops to fight against the King of Xiping. I haven't seen her for a long time." Zhou Cangyue was stunned. King Xiping? The King Xiping from Yulin back then? He instantly realized that the boss that Old Lady Meng mentioned was not that boss, but He Jinghong. If that’s the case, then the Mr. Zhou mentioned by Old Lady Meng might not be him? Zhou Cangyue's heart moved. Old Lady Meng must have mistaken him for someone else. Could it be that the other person not only had the surname Zhou, but also looked similar to him? "Old lady, I fell off my head while riding a horse and forgot a lot of things. You just said that I was going to look for the child. Do you know where I should go to find the child?" Old Lady Meng's eyes were full of pity: "Oh, poor thing, I thought you looked like a normal person, but it turns out you have fallen and become stupid." The maid hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhou, old lady." Zhou Cangyue smiled and said, "The old lady and I are old acquaintances, not strangers. It doesn't matter. While the old lady is happy, we can chat on our own. Sister Maid, you don't have to worry about it." The maid had no choice but to say "yes" and stood silently by the side. Old Lady Meng rolled her eyes at her and said, "You're always controlling me all day long. It's not fun at all."
The maid didn't dare to interrupt again, Zhou Cangyue smiled and tried to smooth things over: "It doesn't matter, she's not fun, but I am. Old lady, how about we play cat's tuck?" Old Lady Meng clapped her hands and said, "Okay, okay, play catwalk, play catwalk." Zhou Cangyue took out a red rope from his arms like a magic trick and started playing with Old Lady Meng. While playing, Zhou Cangyue suddenly asked, "Where is my child? Do you know?" Old Lady Meng sighed, "Need I say more? There are wars going on everywhere. They must have escaped among the refugees." "Who are they talking about, besides my child?" Zhou Cangyue asked again. "Who else could it be? Of course it must be Wang Runniang," said Old Lady Meng. But then, when Zhou Cangyue asked again, Old Lady Meng began to repeat her previous words over and over again, and her consciousness became confused again. At this time, Xiaoli came over to look for someone, saying that the boss was free at the moment and asked Zhou Cangyue to come over. Zhou Cangyue said goodbye to Old Lady Meng and followed Xiaoli to see He Ran. When Zhou Cangyue came in, he saw that besides He Ran, there was also a young woman in the room. The woman was wearing an official hat and robe and was writing furiously. She was obviously a female official. Seeing Zhou Cangyue coming, He Ran pointed to the next room and motioned him to go over there together. The two of them went to the next room one after the other. This was obviously where He Ran received close friends. There was a blanket on the floor, with a few large pillows and futons placed randomly on it, and in the vase on the small table were a few flowers that could not be named. Zhou Cangyue was not polite either. He took off his shoes, picked a cushion and sat down. "Are you so busy every day?" Zhou Cangyue looked around curiously and saw a low table next to him with a set of four treasures of the study on it. There was also a wicker basket filled with morning and evening newspapers. Obviously, this is also where He Ran works. He Ran smiled and said, "I'm not too busy today, otherwise I wouldn't have asked you to come over." Then he asked, "Have you seen Old Lady Meng just now?" Zhou Cangyue nodded: "Old Lady Meng is very happy." He really felt that it was good to be like Old Lady Meng, who had experienced a lot and returned to her childhood innocence. He Ran nodded: "Yes, I think so too." She thought of her great-grandfather, who was already in his nineties when she left. He still had a clear mind and was ruthless when scolding people. He could start by scolding her grandfather for wetting the bed when he was three years old, and continue until he scolded her for dozing off in a meeting when he was in his sixties. His words were full of energy and powerful. "You said you wanted to tell me something. Can you tell me now?" He Ran met Zhou Cangyue's expectant eyes and the corners of her mouth curved up. She didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "It's your background. Strictly speaking, it's what I know about your background." After knowing about Zhou Ying, He Ran wanted to tell Zhou Cangyue everything, but there was never a suitable opportunity. Now that they finally met, He Ran decided to tell this matter.
After this farewell, I don’t know when we will meet again. "Do you remember that year in Zhending, we met by chance at the entrance of an alley, and then agreed to go to that tavern to drink, and I asked you to play the suona in front of the He Mansion." He Ran's voice was calm, like a mountain stream flowing quietly. As time went by, she rose and fell. Perhaps a thousand years later, a figure would appear in the wild history. The short-lived glow of the princess in troubled times would trigger the beautiful conjectures of countless literati. Perhaps in their stories, Zhou Ying and her beloved went boating on the lake, found a paradise, lived there from then on, and never cared about the troubles in the world. However, the reality was not beautiful. The woman who might be portrayed for a thousand years had always been in the world. Zhou Cangyue listened quietly, as if he was listening to someone else's story. After He Ran finished her story, he still maintained a listening posture, his eyes calm, like an old monk in meditation. Until He Ran's voice came to my ears again: "Hei Mei?" Zhou Cangyue slowly looked at He Ran: "So, the old friend that Master asked me to visit in Zhending is actually my grandmother. Master wants my grandmother to see me, right?" He Ran smiled: "She is proud of you." Zhou Cangyue smiled bitterly: "She later returned to Wanchun, and my mother was also buried in Wanchun. I lived in Wanchun for several years, but I didn't know anything. Am I stupid?" He Ran chuckled: "In this world, if anyone dares to say that Zhou Cangyue is stupid, then he must be tired of living." Zhou Cangyue seemed to agree: "That's true." He Ran clapped his hands, and Xiao Li came in. He Ran ordered: "Give me two fried chicken legs." Xiaoli agreed with a smile, and a moment later, brought in two freshly fried chicken legs. He Ran picked up one herself, pointed at the other one in the bowl, and said to Zhou Cangyue, "This is yours." The two smiled at each other and concentrated on eating the chicken legs. Zhou Cangyue said, "This chef's cooking skills are good. What's yours?" He Ran nodded: "He has a good understanding. I just explained it roughly once, and he did it." Zhou Cangyue said, "There used to be a fried chicken drumstick stall in front of your school. Every time I passed by there, I would drool. At that time, I thought, one day when I have money, I will buy three fried chicken drumsticks, one for grandpa, one for me, and one for you." He Ran looked over in surprise. Zhou Cangyue was concentrating on eating a chicken leg. It was the first time He Ran saw someone lowering his head while gnawing on a chicken leg. From He Ran's perspective, she could only see a crimson earlobe, as colorful as clouds, filling her entire field of vision. After eating the chicken leg, Xiaoli brought in some water. After they washed their hands, He Ran asked, "Is it okay?" Zhou Cangyue: "Okay." He Ran said: "Then go for a walk, or sit here for a while, you..." Zhou Cangyue thought of the female official outside: "Can I take up a little more of your time, just a little bit." He Ran smiled, sat down again, and put on a posture of listening attentively: "Tell me, what's the matter?" Mr. He was busy with official duties, and Zhou Cangyue didn't want to waste her time, so he cut to the chase and told He Ran what he had heard from Old Lady Meng. He Ran narrowed her eyes slightly and thought carefully. There were many people with the surname Zhou in her memory, but she couldn't remember any Mr. Zhou who had ever had any intersection with Old Lady Meng. By the way, Old Lady Meng said that she went to fight the King of Xiping. That battle lasted for a year. Perhaps Master Zhou appeared in that year. He Ran thought of Zhong Yi and Li Jinxiu. If there was anyone who still remembered what happened back then, it would only be these two.
In the story she just told Zhou Cangyue, Zhou Cangyue's grandmother and mother were mentioned, but his biological father was not. Even Zhou Ying doesn't know who his biological father is. The reason why Zhou Cangyue was interested in Mr. Zhou mentioned by Old Lady Meng was that he had always wanted to find out his own life experience. Everyone has the right to know where they come from, even if that place is not beautiful. "Okay, leave this matter to me, I'll help you check it." He Ran said. Zhou Cangyue felt regretful: "It's a pity that I will be leaving the day after tomorrow." He Ran: "It's okay. If I can't find out within two days, I'll write to you." Zhou Cangyue's eyes brightened up: "Keep your word and write to me." He Ran smiled: "Okay." She straightened her robe and walked out, looking very casual and unrestrained. Zhou Cangyue looked at her back, feeling an indescribable emotion in his heart. He seemed a little confused, but he didn't know why. Zhou Cangyue took out a morning newspaper from the wicker basket, and as he was reading it, he became distracted. There was a newspaper in his dream, but he didn't think of running a newspaper. However, even if he thought of it, he would not be able to publish such a good morning and evening newspaper. Sister Ran is so amazing. She is both talented in literature and martial arts. Sister Ran is so good and outstanding. No one in this world can stand shoulder to shoulder with her. Neither can he. Zhou Cangyue put down the newspaper, looked up at the roof, and suddenly grinned again. Although he is not as good as Sister Ran, he finally doesn't have to hide behind a tree and peek. He can now sit in Sister Ran's tea room, sit on the floor with her, and chat with her. Sister Ran and he are friends! He can now tell the world loudly that he, Zhou Cangyue, is He Ran's friend! Now that he said this, no one should laugh at him. At least not in person, Zhou Cangyue is still somewhat famous. As for whether those people would laugh at him behind his back for his shamelessness, that was it. If they wanted to laugh, they could laugh, but they didn't laugh at him in person. Thinking of this, Zhou Cangyue became happy. When he returned, he would reorganize the military discipline. Yes, he would kill Wang Hao first. It was not that he wanted to compete with Nong Liuniang for territory, but he unilaterally disliked Wang Hao. Why did he dislike him? Because Sister Ran hated Wang Hao. Yes, although He Ran never said that she hated Wang Hao, Zhou Cangyue just felt that his sister Ran must hate Wang Hao very much. What Sister Ran hates is what he hates. I’ll kill Wang Hao when I get back! It was such a happy decision. At this time, He Ran was discussing the affairs of Jiangnan Academy with Yao Linlang.
The female official Zhou Cangyue had just met was Yao Linlang. She was the first-ranked female in the second official examination. Yao Linlang became famous overnight, and the Yao clan members wanted to use marriage to control her. Later, they even came to the capital. Unfortunately, by then, Yao Linlang had returned from her internship and was following He Ran. The Yao clan members didn't dare to say anything and left in shame. Yao Linlang presented her revised plan to He Ran. After reading it, He Ran became interested and said, "Linlang, are you confident that you can host this literary gathering?"