Xu Zhizhi said dissatisfiedly: "I just want to be jealous. You and him both understand "Dream of Red Mansions". I will go back to read "Dream of Red Mansions" today. I must say that it is definitely not a book of sages."

Zhou Xiru thought about his words, and then slowly said: "It has been countless copies before it has been written and has become popular all over the world. Of course, this is not the reason why it can become a sage book."

"Yes, anyway, it's just a novel, not a book of sages." Xu Zhizhi said loudly.

"A sage said that in addition to our great China, in addition to its vast land, vast land, a long history and a large population, there is also a literary "Dream of Red Mansions"." Zhou Xiru chuckled and said, "For this reason, it naturally became a book of sages."

"Who said that?" Xu Zhizhi asked, "Why don't I know?"

"The Buddha said - it's not to say it!" Zhou Xiru smiled, lay in his ear and whispered a few words.

When Xu Zhizhi heard this, he smiled and said, "So that's it!"

"Call Brother Zhao Si and help me check Zhu Peng!" Zhou Xiru smiled, "I know, he has been following him."

"Yes!" Xu Zhizhi said, and immediately called Zhao Si.

Zhu Dazui was curious and said, "Ms. Zhou, Zhu Peng is a native of Zhujia Village."

"I want to know who his art teacher was back then." Zhou Xiru said, and transferred 50,000 yuan to Zhu Dazui.

"Miss Zhou, what are you doing to give me money?" Zhu Dazui asked in a daze.

"Agent fee!" Zhou Xiru smiled, "I said I will give you an agency fee. As for other things in your house, if I charge you, it will be calculated separately."

"I feel guilty!" Zhu Dazui smiled, "Is this the word used?"

"That's true, but it's what you deserve, and you deserve it!" Zhou Xiru said with a smile.

As she said it, she thought secretly in her heart, if Zhu Dazui knew that the fragment of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" was the original work, what would he have?

"Mr. Zhu, I want to ask you, do you have any dilapidated calligraphy and paintings in your house?" Zhou Xiru asked.

Zhu Dazui shook his head and said, "It's really gone."

"I asked, Mr. Zhu, do you have such a picture in your house? A beauty lies on the couch and there is a crabapple flower next to it?" Zhou Xiru asked, "It doesn't matter if your house is not. Think about it, have you seen it before?"

Zhu Dazui thought for a while and shook his head and said, "No, I haven't seen it before."

"Okay, have you ever seen a stone with colorful colors?" Zhou Xiru smiled, "Maybe it's not very good-looking, there are many colors and mixed!"

Zhu Dazui heard this and thought about it carefully. After a long time, he slowly said, "Miss Zhou, I seem to have seen it..."

"Seriously?" Zhou Xiru said overjoyed, "Mr. Zhu, where is this stone?"

"I remember when I was very young, I saw my grandma hanging around her neck. There was a stone like this, which was inconspicuous and had a very mixed color. It was said to be jade..." Zhu Dazui frowned.

"What happened later? Where is the stone?" This time, Zhou Xiru was even breathing urgently. Oh my God, this thing really exists?

Zhu Dazui looked out the car window and fell into deep thought.

Zhou Xiru did not bother him. After more than ten minutes, he saw that he was about to arrive at Zhu Dazui's house, he suddenly said: "Miss Zhou, I should have been eight years old that year, and I was in the first grade of elementary school. It was autumn, and it was busy with farming..."

It was a harvest season. The rice in Jiangnan was ripe. Adults went to the fields to harvest rice. The valley farm was covered with orange rice, and the air was filled with the fragrance of straw.

That day, Zhu Dazui was doing homework at home, and a black car drove to their doorstep and said he was looking for Cao Xinqiao.

Everyone in the family said that they don’t know who Cao Xinqiao is.

But grandma said that she is Cao Xinqiao...

Grandma invited them to her room and closed the door. Zhu Dazui didn't know what they said, including Zhu Dazui's father and uncle didn't know.

"They said something in there for a long time!" Zhu Dazui said, "My mother drove me to bed several times, and I remember it seemed that it was past nine o'clock in the evening."

"Cao Xinqiao!" Zhou Xiru said the name twice, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Why did the descendants of the Cao family fall to this point?

"When they left, they gave grandma 100,000 yuan, neatly, and the boss had a stack of red votes." Zhu Dazui whispered, "I remember, they seemed to have taken away a long wooden box."

He said and gestured.

Zhou Xiru looked at the wooden box where she was gesturing, but didn't say anything.

"What happened later?" Zhou Xiru asked, "Where is that stone?"

"Since then, I have never seen grandma have that stone." Zhu Dazui whispered.

"Do you know what those people are from?" Zhou Xiru asked.

"I don't know, I was still young at that time, Miss Zhou, I'll call me to ask my uncle?" Zhu Dazui said.

"Okay!" Although Zhou Xiru didn't want to deal with Zhu Youming's family at all, she endured it for the sake of antiques.

Si Nan had already driven the car to the alley downstairs of Zhu Dazui's house, found a place to stop, and Zhu Dazui went to call.

After a while, Zhu Dazui turned around and told Zhou Xiru: "My uncle said that he asked his grandma at the beginning, and his grandma said that those people were her former relatives from her parents' home."

"Can you contact me?" Zhou Xiru asked.

"When they left, they left an address for grandma." Zhu Dazui said, "Wait, I have asked my cousin to take a photo of the address, and I will transfer you later."

As he said that, he took them upstairs and walked towards his home.

Zhou Xiru said, "Mr. Zhu, I know the customs of your Jinling. When the old man passed away, any old relatives must give him a letter, unless they are really unable to contact him. If your grandmother passed away, have you not sent a letter to this old relative?"

Zhu Dazui took the key, opened his own door and invited them in-

"Miss Zhou, they are still not filial to their lives, let alone die?"

"Aru, I'll ask someone to check Cao Xinqiao's old relatives!" Xu Zhizhi smiled and said, "It's okay, modern people have only been a few years since they passed away, so there is no need to worry about not being able to find out."

"My grandma's later name was Cao Xiangqin." Zhu Dazui smiled, "In modern terms, it is very rural and rural."

Zhou Xiru sighed softly and said, "Mr. Zhu, where is this name rural? The newly-grown green and suckling place, the clouds protect the celery, your grandmother was born into a real wealthy family and a scholarly family!"

Zhu Dazui was stunned for a moment and asked, "Miss Zhou, I don't understand. I... haven't read any books. Who is my grandma?"
Chapter completed!