Uncle Fu couldn't figure out the path of the young man in front of him. He looked respectful and said: "If you return to your father-in-law, the two young masters have gone out to pay New Year's greetings and are not in the house."
Tianqi listened to the word'father-in-law' for a moment, and then smiled again: "Okay, then let's go in and wait."
As Tianqi said, he walked straight forward, Daming, is there anything else that can stop him
Where did Uncle Fu dare to stop, and while letting people go to retrieve Zhou Qingli, he led the apocalypse into the mansion.
Tianqi looked at the relatively shabby Zhou Mansion, his expression happier, and he wandered around in the yard.
The servants of Zhou's house, the maidservants looked at Fu Bo so obediently, they all bowed to each other, and then hurriedly left, busying their own affairs.
Seeing Tianqi so happy, Wang Tiqian glanced at Uncle Fu, and said lightly: "Don't you find a place for our son to sit down?"
Son
Uncle Fu glanced at Tianqi again, still unable to guess his identity. As soon as he was about to speak, Tianqi pointed to a room in front and said, "Where is this place?"
Uncle Fu frowned and said, "If you go back to your father-in-law, this is our master's study."
Tianqi didn't know much about Zhou Zheng's family situation, and felt a little tired, so he went forward and said, "Then I will wait in the study for your master to come back."
As soon as Uncle Fu wanted to stop him, Wang Tigan pushed him a bit, and said pretentiously: "I don't want to prepare some food yet, my son, your master is usually not allowed to see him."
Fu Bo naturally knew that the young man in front of him was extraordinary, but there were a lot of things in Zhou Qingli's study that could not be seen by outsiders. While he ordered preparations, he hurriedly followed.
Tianqi came to Zhou Qingli's study, and after walking a few steps, he saw the official uniform that Zhou Qingli had been hanging on. He smiled slightly and said, "It turns out to be from a noble family, so it's no wonder that I am proud."
Uncle Fu couldn't understand Tianqi's words, and carefully followed him behind him, saying: "Father-in-law, the master and the two young masters will be back soon. Please wait a moment and have a cup of tea."
Tianqi looked at the bookcase full of books by Zhou Qingli, nodded secretly, sat down directly in Zhou Qingli's desk, stretched out his sleeves, and said, "What does Zhou Yushi like about your family?"
Fubo stood at the table, bowed, and vaguely understood that this palace man came for Zhou Zheng, his expression gradually calmed down, his eyes became more alert, and said: "Second Young Master usually likes to read books and practice calligraphy. Not many friends."
The apocalypse faintly sounded the words in Zhou Zheng's memorial book, and smiled: "You really have to practice well."
As he spoke, he saw a pile of melodies on the left hand side of the table, and he habitually took them over.
Uncle Fu's heart jumped when he saw it, but he dared not stop it.
Apocalypse opened, but it was Zhou Qingli's memorial to rectify the transportation of water, but he was not qualified to write, so he could only put it on the table.
You don't have to look at it, Tianqi looked at it seriously and comfortably, and smiled and nodded to Zhou Qingli's suggestions.
He read a few books at his fingertips. They were all about various aspects of the court and hoped that the court would reform.
Fubo's expression became more tense, he didn't know what Tianqi had seen.
Wang Tigan stood beside Tianqi, as if he were in the palace, with his hands hanging down and his eyes not squinting.
Tianqi was very satisfied with Zhou Zheng's father Zhou Qingli's memos, but he really had the idea of seeing them in his heart, and smiled and picked up another one.
Not long after reading this apocalypse, his expression suddenly became solemn, and the smile in his eyes narrowed.
Zhou Qingli's study seemed to calm down suddenly, and everyone looked at Tianqi's expression.
Wang Tiqian didn't have much literacy, and he couldn't see Zhou Qingli's memorial, but when he saw Tianqi's expression, he suddenly stared sharply at Fu Bo.
Fubo's expression remained unchanged, but his legs trembled a little.
There are many things in Zhou Qingli's study that he doesn't know all about, and many of them cannot be seen by outsiders.
He didn't know what the'father-in-law' saw in front of him, so he could only lower his head and calm himself.
Tianqi looked at this memorial for a long time, raised his head stupidly, and looked at Fu Bo: "Who is your master usually?"
Uncle Fu raised his head to look at Tianqi, unable to distinguish his expression, suppressing his inner anxiety, and said: "Our master is always unsmiling, meticulous in work, never accepting bribes, and being an official with integrity.
"Unsmiling?"
Tianqi seems to be able to think of Zhou Qingli's face, his face is harsh, and a fatherly heart is hidden.
Tianqi silently closed the memo, put it back, and even helped tidy up, stood up and said, "Go back."
Watching Tianqi's movements, Wang Tiqian opened his mouth wide and looked incredible.
'When will Long Live Master organize the memorial? 'Wang Tiqian was shocked.
Looking at Tianqi's expression, Uncle Fu felt fear in his heart, and even a cold sweat broke out behind his back.
Tianqi was in a bad mood and went straight away.
Wang Tiqian hurriedly followed, not daring to ask.
Uncle Fu sent the three people out of the house, and couldn't help but carefully ask until the door: "Father-in-law, what's the dissatisfaction?"
Apocalypse paused, with a smile on his stiff expression, and said to him: "It's okay, your master, Zhou Yushi, when he comes back, he said I've been here, and I will visit again next time."
Uncle Fu felt a little relaxed, he didn't dare to be careless, and said, "Can father-in-law leave his name?"
Tianqi glanced at Wang Tigan and said, "Wang Tigan."
Wang Tiqian bowed his head quickly, not daring to speak.
Uncle Fu wrote down the name and said, "The villain must pass it on, and the father-in-law will go slowly."
Tianqi seemed to breathe again, his expression became calm again, and he turned and strode away.
Uncle Fu looked at his back, not daring to care, when he was far away, he hurriedly turned back to Zhou Qingli's study and read all the memos that Tianqi had read.
Except for the memorial that Zhou Qingli wanted to cover Zhou Zheng's crimes, the others were fine.
It was the first time for Zhou Zheng to fight against the Confucian scholars in the courtroom, causing a catastrophe, and the crisis was imminent. Zhou Qingli wrote a memo and prepared to plead guilty, claiming that Zhou Zheng said that he taught him and tried to cover Zhou Zheng.
Fubo looked solemn and muttered to himself: "People in the palace? If you let the emperor know, I'm afraid something will happen."
What Fubo cares about is not the relationship between the father and son, but the affairs involving the court. No matter how small things are, it may seem to be a rebellious thing in the Qing Palace!
Uncle Fu was worried and anxiously waited for Zhou Qingli to return to the house.
Zhou Qingli was visiting some adults and wanted to provide some convenience for Zhou Zheng to go to Liaodong. Hearing that someone from the palace came to the mansion, he hurried back to the mansion.
After listening to Uncle Fu's words, Zhou Qingli frowned as he looked at his'Invitation Letter'.
If this memorial is studied carefully, it is naturally a crime and a felony. But this memorial is still here and has not been taken away, so there should be no problem.
The question is, if it reaches the palace or reaches the emperor's ears, what will it look like
Would you think that Zhou Zheng was really arrogantly asking for credit and making his father guilty
It is a big mistake to be unfaithful, and it is hopeless to be unfilial!
Uncle Fu looked worried and said, "He said he called Wang Tigan."
Zhou Qingli's brows gradually relaxed, her expression was as usual, and she said: "Since I have left my name, I must be looking for Zhengyun to do something. When Zhengyun comes back, you will tell him what happened today. This memorial will be brief and clean." (This chapter Finish)