As the news of Ming Yunzhong's first case came back, the emperor's appointments to the south were also issued one after another. Zhou Shuren had some guesses about the appointed ministers, and his guess was almost right.
The Zhou family has received a lot of attention, and Changzhi has been invited to drink by many people, who want to take the opportunity to find out information.
Zhu Lan looked at her unhappy little son and said, "This is a transfer, which is good for your brother Wu Ming. You should be happy for your brother Wu Ming."
In fact, Wu Ming's transfer from the capital to the southernmost part was beyond her and Zhou Shuren's expectations. They underestimated Wu Ming's position in the emperor's heart.
Chang Zhong was listless, "When will Brother Wu Ming be able to come back?"
Zhulan: "It won't be long."
Wu Ming was transferred to the southernmost part. Zhou Shuren's analysis was not for the situation in the south, but for the flight routes. The emperor also wanted Wu Ming to gain more qualifications so that he could be promoted faster than working in the Ministry of Personnel in the capital.
Changzhong sighed, "Brother Wu Ming has left. Do I have to study with my father in the future?"
Zhulan nodded, "Well, in the last few years you've been going to the academy during the day, and your father will teach you when you come back."
Wu Ming has laid the foundation for these years. Zhou Shuren will teach for a few years and wait for Wu Ming to come back. In fact, this arrangement is not bad.
Changzhong pulled his mother's sleeve and said, "Mom, Brother Wu Ming is leaving. I want to give him some gifts. He has worked hard over the years."
Zhulan: "So?"
Changzhong smiled and stretched out his hand, "Mom, please give your son some money."
Zhulan tapped her son's forehead and said, "Just scratch it."
Changzhong covered his forehead and said, "My son looks like his father. My father is famous for being stingy."
Zhulan breathed a sigh of relief. Zhou Shuren had been asking Rongchuan for money in the palace, and his reputation as a stingy person had become even more famous.
In the end, Zhulan gave the silver to her son. Changzhong took the silver and ran away. Zhulan laughed, thinking that the child pretended to be listless just to get the silver.
In the Hanlin Academy, Chang Zhi looked up and saw Liu Song, "When did you come here? I didn't even notice."
Liu Song, "You were so focused on writing that you didn't notice me."
Changzhi's eyes moved slightly, "Sit down."
Liu Song looked at the open window and said, "It rained yesterday, but you still opened the window and you're not afraid of catching a cold."
Changzhi explained, "I was a little sleepy just now, so I opened the window to wake myself up. Have you finished your work?"
"Yeah, it's done."
Changzhi would not ask about anything on his own initiative, "I'm glad to hear that I haven't congratulated you on the birth of your baby boy."
Because the relationship between the Zhou family and the Liu family is not good, it is not good at all. Since he rejected the marriage proposal from the Liu family, he and Liu Song rarely spoke to each other.
There was a hint of joy on Liu Song's lips. Although he did not like his wife, he was happy that she had given birth to a legitimate son.
Liu Song said: "What do you think of the South?"
Chang Zhi thought to himself that he had indeed come. "I don't have any opinions, but I see you have many. Do you want to go to the south?"
Liu Song looked at Zhou Changzhi deeply, "Yeah."
Chang Zhi was surprised, "You admitted it readily."
Liu Song, "I don't believe you don't understand my situation."
Chang Zhi was silent. Liu Song, the top scholar, had become the target of the Liu family. He had not grown up yet and the Wen family wanted to kill him. Now he did not feel anything in the Hanlin Academy, but after three years, Liu Song would be trapped or faced with traps.
Changzhi: "It's not easy for you either."
Liu Song pulled the corner of his mouth. This was not what he wanted. He really didn't think that he had any difficulty. As a member of the Liu family, this was what he should bear. "Give me a definite answer. Are you willing to go to the south?"
As appointments came one after another, there were not many official positions left, and he wanted to confirm whether Chang Zhi was his opponent.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that if Zhou Changzhi went to the south, he would have no hope.
Will Chang Zhi give up everything just because of Liu Song's words? Don't be ridiculous, "It's not up to me whether I go or not."
Liu Song, "..."
What's the difference this one doesn't say
Chang Zhi waited for Liu Song to leave, and couldn't help but wonder, what kind of image did he give to his colleagues in the Hanlin Academy that made Liu Song feel that as long as he opened up to him for a few words, he would do the same
At the Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren stamped the document approving the silver and handed it to Li Zhao, "This is a large sum of money."
Li Zhao pulled the memorial over and said, "Didn't the emperor say that we will collect tolls for the route? You just wait to get paid."
Zhou Shuren, "Then I'll wait for the payment."
Li Zhao waved the letter and turned to leave. The big move after the new emperor ascended the throne was also the time to test the navy.
Zhou Shuren waited for Li Zhao to leave, then pressed his brows. This time it was not a small matter and a lot of supplies needed to be prepared.
Lord Wang came in, "Sir, this is the account book for handling antique calligraphy and paintings."
Zhou Shuren took it and flipped through it quickly, his eyes falling on the last bit of silver. "Aristocratic families are wealthy."
Lord Wang, "... ...many generations have accumulated a lot of good things."
Zhou Shuren felt pain just now, but now the pain is gone. He likes the feeling of receiving money. Although the national treasury is not his, he is proud to see that the treasury is full. He manages it!
Zhou Shuren saw that Lord Wang had not left, "Anything else?"
Lord Wang nodded and said, "My youngest son came in third in the provincial examination. He admired Mr. Zhou who came in first, so he wanted to make friends with him. Since I didn't know him, I spoke up shamelessly."
Zhou Shuren thought it was a big deal. "I'll let you know when Mingyun comes back. I don't care about being shameless. I also hope Mingyun can make more friends. I'll be happy if he can get along with your youngest son."
Of course, true friends are impossible, but it’s okay to interact with each other.
Lord Wang left happily. He did this not only for his son's future, but also because he wanted his son to communicate more with Zhou Mingyun. Ever since the news of Zhou Mingyun's case reaching the capital, the gambling game has been started, and many people bet on Zhou Mingyun to win the grand prize.
On the convoy back to Beijing, Mingyun carefully adjusted the cushion for his wife, "Are you feeling better?"
Ran Wan's face turned pale. What she feared came true. She was almost two months pregnant now. She had been pregnant in Beijing, but the pregnancy had not been diagnosed before she left Beijing. She covered her mouth with a handkerchief and said weakly, "I feel better now."
Mingyun didn't believe it, "I see you've been vomiting a lot. When we get to the city tonight, let's take a good rest for a few days before leaving."
Ran Wan was also afraid of hurting the child, so she didn't try to be tough, "Okay, rest for a few more days."
Mingyun had already slowed down the carriage and carefully handed warm water to his wife, "Fortunately the road has been repaired."
If this was the bumpy dirt road he used to be on, he would be scared just thinking about it.
Ran Wan's face turned even paler when she thought about it, "Fortunately, the child is fine."
Mingyun stared at his wife's belly. This kid really knew how to choose the time. Then his eyes softened again. This was his child. He still felt it was a little unreal. Was he going to be a father
His eyes fell on his wife's tired face. He was really going to be a father.
Mingyun held his wife's hand, his thoughts drifting away. Son or daughter? Should he be a strict father or a kind father
Mingyun suddenly laughed out loud, causing Ran Wan to look over, "Husband?"
Mingyun shared: "Let's not tell our parents. We'll tell them when we get home."
Ran Wan let out a cry, and thinking of her mother-in-law's temper, she couldn't help but laugh.