At night in Zhou's house, Zhou Shuren sighed, "This year's harvest is not good. It has been raining continuously, and some seeds have germinated."
Zhulan was also worried. The Zhou family had a lot of land and farms. "This year, it's not just the north that has a lot of rain, the south has had a lot as well."
Zhou Shuren was worried about the money. "I hope everything goes well for Changyi and the others, and they can bring back more money. There are too many places that need money this year."
Zhulan frowned, "You said that now that the rain has passed, there won't be a severe drought in the summer, right?"
Zhou Shuren turned over and said, "How would I know? I can't read the celestial phenomena."
Zhulan sometimes thinks that some of the ancient astronomical observers were quite impressive. "Alas, this year's spring ploughing will be delayed."
Zhou Shuren was a little annoyed. All the memorials submitted to the morning court were related to spring ploughing. Moreover, it always rained, which made the elderly and children more likely to get sick. The dampness at home was unbearable for adults. The people already had a hard life, so where could they get money to buy charcoal? The firewood would be wet when it rained. "The people are the hardest hit."
Zhulan pulled up the quilt, which was very dry, thanks to the charcoal fire in the empty room. "Go to sleep. You worry enough every day."
Zhou Shuren hummed. He was indeed tired and worried.
The next day, Zhou Shuren was on his day off. The weather was good and the long-lost sun came out. Zhou Shuren felt better. "Yesterday's dark clouds have dispersed."
Zhulan raised her head and said, "Yes, it's finally over."
Zhou Shuren put his hands behind his back and said, "The weather is nice today, shall we go out for a walk? Come to think of it, I haven't been out for a long time."
Zhulan nodded, "Okay? Just the two of us today. Over the years? We don't have many opportunities to be alone during the day."
Zhou Shuren held his wife's hand and said, "When I'm not busy anymore, I'll take a few days off to spend more time with you."
"Um."
The old couple said they were going out for a walk and they left without any hesitation. They took many maids and servants with them. They only took servants with them, and the only one who went with them was Mrs. Song.
Sitting in the carriage? Zhulan looked at Mrs. Song's increasingly white hair? "You have worked hard these years."
Mrs. Song shook her head. "It's not hard at all to be by your side."
The master is good? Is it also easy for her to be a servant? Living in the Zhou family is like living in retirement? She really doesn't feel it's hard.
Zhulan opened the carriage curtain and passed by Zhang's mansion before she noticed? "Why are there so many craftsmen?"
Zhou Shuren knew more. "Such a large area is wasted if it is left empty? The prince and the emperor want to sell it piece by piece and build the house themselves."
To put it bluntly, it means selling the land? The Zhang family's mansion is no longer worth continuing to sell.
Zhulan asked, "Are there many people buying it?"
Zhou Shuren whispered, "Not sure? The last time I played chess with the emperor, he mentioned it. Now it seems that he is here to measure the land. So, do we want to buy it?"
Zhulan thought that the emperor not only wanted to recycle the land, but also wanted to tell the hidden Zhang family that the Zhang family was completely gone this time. "No need, our family is big enough."
Therefore, there is no need to attract hatred. As for other families in the capital, there is no need to be afraid of taking advantage. The place should be in high demand. The location of the Zhang family’s mansion is the best.
The couple did not leave the city. Ever since an assassin came into their house last time, they felt more intuitively how much hatred they had attracted. They wandered around the capital and chose a teahouse on the street to rest.
There were quite a few people in the teahouse today. They all wanted to go out and get some fresh air during the rare good weather. The two of them arrived a little late and there was no room left upstairs.
Zhulan hadn't had tea downstairs yet, "Let's sit downstairs."
Zhou Shuren nodded, wiped the chair himself, and then helped his wife to sit down. He didn't even ask Mrs. Song to wash the cups and pour tea. Zhou Shuren did the work of serving his wife himself.
Upstairs, the King of Qi was stunned. He knew that Lord Zhou loved his wife, but he was the only one to do this. He pushed Rong Chuan and asked, "Has Lord Zhou always been like this?"
Rong Chuan had a dull face. He was pulled out by the King of Qi early in the morning. Shouldn't he help the King of Liang to find the living people of the Song family? How come he was targeted by the King of Qi, and the King of Liang didn't care!
Rong Chuan silently took a step away from King Qi before saying, "It has always been like this."
When he was at home, my father did even more extreme things. I once saw him bringing water for my mother to wash her feet. He was also very surprised by some small surprises given to him. My wife said that my father was just very romantic!
The King of Qi looked at Lord Zhou and wished he could blow the tea cold before sending it to Yang Shuren's mouth. He couldn't bear to watch it. Even though he drank the tea, he still felt sick of it. He originally wanted to ask Lord Zhou to come up, but now he didn't want to do that anymore.
Rong Chuan frowned, "Your Highness Prince Qi, aren't you going to investigate the escaped members of the Zhang family?"
The King of Qi tapped his hands with a fan, "You don't understand this. Someone from the Zhang family escaped and hid for so many years. Can I find out just by asking to investigate? I have to investigate all the assets of the Zhang family's previous dynasty first, and then find out who has swallowed up the Zhang family's assets. These are all detailed tasks, I just need to wait."
The people below him don't get paid for nothing, so he just needs to control the direction. If he really has to do everything himself, he will be exhausted.
Moreover, the King of Qi has a goal. The Crown Prince told him that Rong Chuan is the real Fifth Prince, which also means that Zhang Yang is fake. In addition, his father's attitude and Zhang Yang's appearance, although he was ordered around by the Crown Prince, also made him see many things clearly, so he is really not in a hurry.
Rong Chuan was really surprised. The Prince of Qi did nothing all day long and seemed not to be doing his job well. Unexpectedly, he did a lot of things secretly. He thought, he is indeed a child who grew up in the palace. Thinking about it carefully, the Prince of Qi is also very capable, but there is an even more powerful prince above him. In other dynasties, the Prince of Qi is also capable enough to become the emperor.
The King of Qi covered his face with his fan, "Why do you keep looking at me?"
Rong Chuan smiled and said, "No, I just admire His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi."
The King of Qi felt bad. Could this be a blood relationship? He didn't like Zhang Yang the first time he saw him. He had a good impression of Rong Chuan. Although he didn't like him, he was friendly. "In fact, sometimes I think that you are quite good this way."
He did not grow up in the palace and has no ambitions. Given Rongchuan's current situation and appearance, he will not pose any threat to the prince even if he returns to the royal family. In addition, out of his father's guilt, the prince will be a good brother.
Rongchuan's pupils constricted. The way the Prince of Qi treated him must have shown him that he knew his life experience. He had thought that the Prince of Qi was mentally ill. But now it seemed that among the several princes, the Prince of Qi had the most normal mind.
King Qi chuckled, "Oh, such a big reaction, it seems you also know."
Rong Chuan pursed his lips, "I don't know what Your Highness is talking about."
The King of Qi was also shocked that Rongchuan actually knew his life experience. He felt jealous. His father was so partial. The Queen gave birth to sons, but they were not