Zhulan chuckled. Rongchuan still had the ancients' ideas. As long as the couple was healthy, they still wanted to have children. "It's better to have children a few years later. Don't have children in a row. It's not good for your health."
Xue Han whispered, "Grandma has gotten better recently and can sit up. If the child wasn't so young, she would have wanted to hold him in her arms every day. My eldest sister-in-law said that grandma believes that my daughter is very blessed. Even my eldest sister-in-law and Mrs. Yu think so."
Zhu Lan frowned, "The old lady is in good health, so she won't suffer from the temperature drop."
Xue Han, "Yeah, I said that too, but it was useless. I said that this was all based on facts. The imperial physician also said so, but the old lady was determined. Later, grandpa said that grandma was a sustenance, and that she could take better care of herself if she had someone to rely on."
Zhu Lan understood this, and then told him about the boss selling vegetables to the Xu family, "When it's done, send a manager over."
Xue Han chuckled, "Mom, there are so many merchants, but my eldest brother can only fleece one sheep!"
Zhu Lan, "This is mutually beneficial. The Xu family is eager to take over. We are not bullying the Xu family. Your sister-in-law's recipe is indeed good."
This is what has become the women in the inner house today. Although there were female cooks in ancient times, the craft was passed down to men. There were very few women, and those who did were elderly women. Therefore, Li's cooking skills could only benefit her own family.
At the Yaohou Mansion, Yao Wenqi sent people to follow Prince Liang. When they knew that Prince Liang had gone to Zhoujia Village, they did not dare to follow him to Zhoujia Village because they were following the people who were investigating, for fear of being discovered by Prince Liang.
Now that Prince Liang had brought Zhou Shuren's son to Beijing and directly entered the palace, Yao Wenqi's bad premonition became stronger and stronger. Finally, he became smart and muttered, "Impossible, impossible."
Yao Wenqi directly denied the idea. He didn't believe that such a coincidence could happen in the world.
Although he said he didn't believe it, he was thinking about it in his heart, "Send someone to check Zhou Shuren. I want to know Zhou Shuren's ancestors for several generations."
After the others left, Yao Wenqi pursed his lips. He still wanted to argue with the Zhang family. The Zhang family knew that he was the one who did it, but they didn't dare to fall out with him. They could use him, so they would rather kill someone by mistake than let him go.
Two days later, Chang Zhi left the capital reluctantly because the emperor had said he wanted to take Chang Zhi with him. For safety reasons, Chang Zhi stayed at home for another day.
As soon as Chang Zhi left, the twins burst into tears. Now they knew their parents and their father had come back and left again. If the emperor's men had not been waiting outside the mansion, Chang Zhi would have wanted to stay a few more days.
The old woman was holding the child, and Mingjia twisted her body to get down and chase after him. The old woman almost failed to hold him, and she was so scared that her heart almost flew away.
Zhulan was so heartbroken. These two children seldom cried since they were little, especially Yuwen, who was crying so sadly now. The two children who looked like New Year dolls were crying to each other. When they were put on the kang, they knew they couldn't catch up, so they finally hugged each other and cried.
Zhulan tried to hold back, but finally couldn't. She felt distressed at first, but now that the two children were so funny, her distress disappeared. With a smile on her face, she said, "Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry, grandma is here!"
She cursed Chang Zhi in her heart. When she came back, she spoiled the two children. She held them while eating and walking. The children never let go of her hand during the few days she was at home. The two children finally recognized their dad and thought that dad was the best and they would share the trouble with her.
Zhulan thought about how the painting she had worked so hard to draw was ruined by the twins, and Changzhi even spread rumors and took the blame. She made a note in her heart that she must never let Changzhi teach her children in the future.
Mingjia let go of her sister and looked up aggrievedly, only to see that her grandma was actually smiling. She burst into tears again, "I don't have a dad anymore, and grandma is still smiling."
Yuwen stopped crying. She touched the golden beans and silently stepped back a few steps. She felt that her brother's crying was shameful.
Zhao and Li heard Mingjia crying before they came in. Li was stunned, "I didn't know this kid could cry so much."
Zhao felt distressed. When her mother was not at home, her sister-in-law had to take care of Mingjing. The twins lived in her yard. She went in quickly and said, "Hold Mingjia. It's okay, don't cry. Look, you are not pretty when you cry."
Mingjia's crying stopped, she coughed several times and wiped her face carelessly, "Second Aunt, what's going on now?"
Zhulan chuckled and looked at Zhao a few more times. She had only been taking care of them for a short while, but she had already figured out the personalities of the twins. Zhao was really attentive.
Zhao also smiled, "Now he is much more handsome."
Mingjia stopped crying. He wanted to be beautiful forever. Beautiful children are liked by everyone. His younger sister is the best looking. Everyone likes to give her food and toys. Even if his younger sister does nothing, she is still the most liked by her brothers and sisters.
At sea, this time Changyi was not as leisurely as last time when he went fishing and enjoying the scenery. This time he held the book and memorized it by rote, his head buzzing, but he still did not let go.
The seventh-rank official of the Ministry of Rites who came with him, Lord Qian, was full of admiration. "I have been reading books since I saw you on the ship. You never even take a break."
The more Chang Yi read, the more anxious he became. The more he read, the more he realized how much he lacked. He put the book down and said, "I only regret not having enough books when I need them. When I was a child, my father used a stick to beat me to make me read, but I refused. When I grew up, my father became an official and still asked me to read more books, but I didn't pay much attention to them. I just thought that enough books would be enough. Now I regret it so much that my intestines turn green."
Mr. Qian was extremely envious, "You can't take medicine to regret it, but you have a good father, and you are still young, so it's not too late to learn slowly."
Chang Yi felt sour when he heard this. He knew it very well. This time he was leading the team, and many people were jealous of him. They started talking to him in official language and quoted him one sentence after another. Every time he heard this, he wanted to go back to his childhood. He must read more books.
Chang Yi smiled and picked up the book. He thought that reading was worse than talking. Wouldn't it be better to memorize a few more sentences instead of listening to sarcastic remarks? This book was marked by his son. Well, his son was very hardworking and his explanations were very precise.
Lord Qian curled his lips, turned and left.
At night in the capital's Rong Garden, the emperor and the prince stood at the site of the former main house of the Rong family. The entire main house had been dug up, and there was a deep pit with iron exposed underneath, but the door had not yet been found.
The prince looked at the depth and was shocked, "Father, did the Rong family never think of using this wealth? They buried it so deep."
The emperor was also shocked. There really was a second floor, and it was really in the main courtyard. "The Rong family is not rebelling. This money is just a way out."
The prince walked around the pit and said, "There should be an entrance down."
"It should have been sealed long ago. Now we have to dig it all up and search slowly."
The prince narrowed his eyes. He was a little skeptical. Did the Rong family build it according to the mausoleum? It was really deep. But he could find it. He looked at his father again, "If we find the descendants of my great uncle, what should we do with the silver?"
Emperor, "So I will dig it out in advance. I will not move. I will wait until I find the direct descendants. The smart ones will know what to do."
Prince, "..."
It turns out that he still has a lot to learn.