After the morning court session, the Zhou family knew the news. The emperor sent the eunuch to deliver the news, which meant that he would choose an auspicious day to reward Shu Ren once he could get out of bed. However, the emperor told all the officials that he would choose an auspicious day to reward them, but did not mention Zhou Shu Ren.
When Shuren woke up, Zhulan said, "If you hadn't had this serious illness, the royal family would have gotten used to your abilities and always thought you were invincible!"
She didn't care about the reward, she just felt sorry for Shu Ren. It was Shu Ren's hard work that she had endured all these years.
Zhou Shuren leaned against the pillow, "This illness has brought me a lot of benefits. If it were according to the emperor's previous habits, even if I have made great contributions, he would not give me too many rewards. He was afraid that there would be no rewards in the future. Now that he has given me the reward in advance and told me specifically, it means that the reward is not small. In addition, he will not dare to exploit me too much in the future, so I can relax."
He has been in ancient times for so many years, and this year is the most tiring year for him. He has a heavy burden on his shoulders, but he dare not get sick, for fear that illness will delay the war and that too many soldiers will be sacrificed. He feels that he is burdened with lives and he is really tired. This illness will allow him to have a good rest.
Zhulan looked at Shuren's pale face, her heart twitching, "Let's not talk about the bad things, drink more porridge."
Zhou Shuren felt no taste in his mouth. No, there was a taste, the bitter taste of Chinese medicine. After drinking the porridge, he felt sleepy again. He felt that Chinese medicine also had calming properties.
Boss Zhou came in and whispered, "Mom, someone from the Wen family is here."
Zhulan asked, "Who?"
Zhou Laodao said: "The eldest grandson of the Wen family came to see Dad with gifts. Do you want to see him?"
Zhulan sneered, "Why not meet him? It's a gift delivered to your door, you don't have to go, just let Mingyun go."
Boss Zhou nodded, "Yes."
Zhulan tucked the quilt in for Shuren, and when she heard footsteps, she saw Li, "Mom, the soup to reduce internal heat is ready. I've brought it to you. Drink it while it's hot."
Zhulan motioned for Li to sit down, "Thank you for your hard work these past two days. You cooked all three meals for me and your father."
Li shook her head, "I am not as hard-working as my two sisters. They have always been guarding you and Dad."
Her parents didn't allow her to serve them, and she actually wanted to stay with her mother-in-law more. Unfortunately, her two younger sisters were at home, so her younger sister took over directly.
Zhu Lan sighed, "Your little sister still needs to recuperate. I told her not to keep watch but she didn't listen."
When her daughter gets stubborn, she, as a mother, is helpless.
Li smiled and said, "Sisters are the most filial."
Zhulan was touched. When people get old and sick, they like their children to be around them the most. She is a quiet person, but when her children are around her, she just feels happy, and she feels warm inside after drinking the soup.
"You should get more rest too."
Li did not rest the whole night last night. It can be said that the entire Zhou family, except for a few of the youngest ones who could not bear it, basically did not rest. Father-in-law is the sky of the Zhou family. When father-in-law is seriously ill, the sky of the Zhou family is dark.
In the front yard, Wen He was getting a little impatient, but when he saw Zhou Mingyun, he quickly calmed down and said, "I'm here to visit Minister Zhou on behalf of my grandfather. This is a small token of appreciation from the Wen family."
Mingyun glanced at the boxes on the table. The Wen family was generous with their gifts. He sighed and said, "Grandpa is not awake yet. Master Wen made a wasted trip."
Wen He said: "I can wait for the Shangshu to wake up."
"I can't tell when Grandpa will wake up."
These words automatically made sense to Wen He's ears. Minister Zhou had been in a coma the whole time. Noticing the sad look on Zhou Mingyun's face and the dark circles under his eyes, he knew what was going on.
Wen He stood up and said, "In that case, I won't bother you anymore. On behalf of Grandpa, I wish Minister Zhou a speedy recovery."
Mingyun's tone was a little more relaxed, "Thank you for your good wishes, Master Wen. I believe that Grandpa will recover soon."
Wen He smiled and nodded and left. After leaving the Zhou Mansion, he looked back at the mansion and curled his lips. Without Minister Zhou, the Zhou family would not have the confidence to confront the Wen family in the future. He said with great pride, "Let's go back to the mansion."
Mingyun opened the box and said to his father who came over, "All they sent were porcelain and ornaments, not any medicine to nourish the body. How much do you not want grandpa to get better?"
Zhou Changli was annoyed when he saw the gifts from the Wen family. "Put them in the warehouse. Don't let your grandfather see them."
Mingyun smiled and said, "Dad, grandpa won't be unhappy. He will definitely be happy about the expensive gift."
Changli also had a rare smile on his face, "Yeah."
In Zhoujia Village, Jiang Miao listened to Jiang Li's words. After a quarter of an hour, Jiang Miao asked, "Are you done?"
Jiang Li's mouth was dry after talking so she drank two cups of tea to moisten her mouth. "I'm really doing this for your own good. You see, there's a food shortage now, and Zhoujia Village is one of the best villages. If you take the lead in donating food, your reputation will be good, and Zhoujia Village's reputation will also be good, right?"
Jiang Miao, "Is this what the county magistrate meant?"
Since Zhoujia Village did not sell any grain, there was naturally no shortage of grain. However, many people in the surrounding area sold grain due to the high grain prices this year. Now there is not much grain on the market, and even the county that originally had no shortage of grain is now short of grain.
Zhoujia Village is a wealthy family in the county, and there is also Lijia Village, my aunt’s maiden home. Lijia Village helps my grandfather manage the farm, and they didn’t sell any grain this year. She knows that many people are eyeing the Li family!
Jiang Li's face looked a little unnatural. Her father-in-law was worried about food, and her husband mentioned the Zhou and Li families several times. Both families had a lot of stored grain. Her husband wanted her father-in-law to look at them differently, so she naturally had to find a way.
She knew her own limitations and she didn't dare go to the Zhou family to persuade them. Her father-in-law was just a county magistrate without any family and his future prospects were limited. However, the Zhou family had produced many scholars and juren in recent years, so she knew her own worth.
Her idea was very good. As long as Jiang Miao was convinced and he made the donation, the Zhou family would naturally follow suit and the Li family would not be left behind.
Seeing that Jiang Li didn't reply for a long time, Jiang Miao closed her eyes. Was he taking her for a fool
Jiang Li, "All the adults in the court donated grain. You are the granddaughter of the Shangshu. It would be bad if you don't donate. I am doing this for your own good."
Jiang Miao chuckled, "How much did the county magistrate donate?"
Jiang Li froze, "You also know that my father-in-law has no foundation, and his family background is not very strong. He only donated ten stones."
Jiang Miao was speechless. She really thought she didn't know whether the county magistrate had any wealth or not. Her grandfather had already found out everything about the county magistrate and told her when she returned to her hometown. It was because she was reluctant to donate grain and wanted to find grain from other places.
The grain must be donated, and cannot be donated directly to the county government. Jiang Miao plans to wait for her husband to come back and then go to the clan leader's house to discuss it with him.
In the blink of an eye, several days passed before the imperial physician left the Zhou Mansion. A few days were enough for the capital to calm down, and Zhou Shuren's condition was not an emergency.
Chang Yi returned to Beijing at this time. As soon as he entered the mansion, he heard the housekeeper talk about what had happened in the past few days and ran all the way back to the backyard.
He left the housekeeper, Zhao and others behind.
When Chang Yi came in, Zhou Shuren was sitting and playing chess with himself. Chang Yi fell to his knees, and Zhou Shuren felt pain when he heard it. "What are you doing? Get up quickly."
Although there is floor heating in the house, my knees can't bear it after kneeling for a long time.
Chang Yi's eyes were red, "Dad, you were sick and I wasn't there to show my filial piety to you. I am an unfilial son."
"You are so old and still crying. Aren't you afraid that the children will laugh at you? Besides, who said you are not filial? Mingrui is not your son?"