In the afternoon, Zhulan did not take a nap, but stood at the gate of the mansion waiting for her son to come home. When she saw the carriage, she was excited and said, "The carriage is coming."
Zhao hurriedly followed her mother up and down the stairs, "Mom, please slow down."
The carriage stopped, Changzhong opened the curtain and jumped out, "Mom, my son is back."
Zhulan held her son's hand and raised her hand to touch his face. If it weren't ancient times, she would have wanted to hug her son. "You've grown taller, and you're as tall as mom. Good, good."
Changzhong cried, "Mom, you were fine and healthy when I left you. How come you haven't changed in more than a year? You have aged a lot."
When he left, my mother's white hair was hidden and could not be seen. Now there are much more white hairs, woooo.
Zhulan also wiped her tears. She hadn't seen her son for more than a year and she missed him so much.
Zhao said hurriedly, "Mom, let's go in and talk. There are people outside."
Zhulan pulled her son and said, "Yes, let's go inside and talk."
Changzhong did not forget about Lu Jiaqing. He turned to Steward Ding and said, "This is Lu Jiaqing. Is Shenxing at home? If he is, take him to find Shenxing."
Steward Ding smiled and said, "Yes, he just returned to Beijing the day before yesterday and is now being taken care of at home. I will take this young master over right now."
Changzhong said to Lu Jiaqing: "I will come to find you tomorrow."
Lu Jiaqing did not have a contract to sell herself, and was supposed to go to the Prince of Qin's Mansion, but she had been following him. Now that her brother-in-law is not in the capital, Shen Xing is considered Lu Jiaqing's master, so she has no choice but to go find him.
Lu Jiaqing looked at the plaque of the Marquis' Mansion. This was not the place for him, so he followed Butler Ding and got back into the carriage.
Zhulan knew Lu Jiaqing. Her son had mentioned this child in his letters. When she took a closer look today, she found that the boy had a handsome face. She pulled her son towards the gate of the mansion and muttered, "This child looks very heroic."
His facial features are very three-dimensional, especially his nose, which is the best-looking one. He stands straight and it is obvious that he is a good material for practicing martial arts.
Changzhong felt a little jealous, "Mom, where is our son?"
Zhulan smiled, "My son is cute."
Changzhong blushed, "Mom, my son is not a child anymore, you can't say he is cute."
Zhulan: "Okay, okay, my son has grown up."
Back at the main courtyard, Chang Zhong said, "Mother, Brother Wu Ming has entered the palace. He will return to the Wu Mansion after leaving the palace. I told you that he will come to see you and dad tomorrow. By the way, Brother Wu Ming brought a lot of gifts for you and dad."
Zhulan glanced at the door and saw four or five carriages loaded with boxes. "What a waste."
Changzhong smiled and said, "Some things are valuable in the capital, but they are much cheaper in the south."
He saw too many good things in the south. In the Treasure House, half-human-high red coral ornaments were not uncommon. The merchants in the area under Wu Mingge's jurisdiction were all very wealthy.
Zhou Shuren and Qiu Yan were talking when they left the government office. When they heard the word "Dad", Shuren cried out, "My old son is back. Come on, let Dad take a good look at him."
Qiu Yan hasn't seen the young master of the Zhou family for more than a year. He has grown a lot taller and is dressed more luxuriously. The jade pendant around his waist is of very good quality.
Zhou Shuren hugged his son fondly and muttered, "Oh, in a few years, Dad won't hold you anymore."
"Why?"
Zhou Shuren gestured, "When you grow taller than me, your father, I will be embarrassed to hug you."
The picture was so beautiful that he didn't want to imagine it at all.
Changzhong laughed and said, "It's okay, your son will hold you when the time comes."
“Is there any difference?”
"No, hahahaha, your son will carry you on his back then."
"That's more like it."
Qiu Yan stepped forward and said, "I'm back."
Chang Zhong greeted him quickly, "Hello, Uncle Qiu."
Qiu Yan smiled and said, "I'm glad you're back. Your father has been talking about you a lot."
Changzhong curled his eyes and said, "Yeah."
Qiu Yan looked at the father and son in front of him, and sighed in his heart. Among Zhou Shuren's sons, this boy was the best-looking. He said a few more words before leaving.
Along the way, Zhou Shuren asked his son about what he had seen and heard. He did not want to test his homework. With Wu Ming watching over his studies, he would not fall behind. He listened more to his son talking about the situation in the south. Since the route was opened, it brought a lot of money to the court in the past two years, and also affected the development of the south.
Zhou Shuren stroked his beard and said, "The development in the south has exceeded my expectations."
"Don't say you think it's fast. My son has been in the south for a year and has witnessed the changes with his own eyes."
Zhou Shuren asked, "Have you ever thought about taking a boat out to sea?"
Changzhong spread his hands, "My son has no chance."
He was strictly controlled.
When the father and son returned home, the meal was already prepared and Changzhong was surrounded by his two brothers.
Zhou Shuren said to his nephew, "Do you miss me, nephew?"
Mingyun laughed, "Of course, it's a lot less fun without my uncle at home."
Of course, Minghui had no one to support him, and his family became much quieter.
Chang Zhong smiled and said, "I brought gifts for you all."
He bought these gifts with his money. When he was happiest, his mother did not confiscate the remaining money from him. Now he is very generous!
After dinner in the evening, Zhou Changyi ate the reunion dinner but did not leave. He went to the study alone to find his father and told him about the proposal of his future in-laws, "Dad, what do you think?"
Zhou Shuren pondered for a moment, "Since you have this idea, Liufeng's medicinal materials cannot be sold directly to the pharmacy this year. It is best to sell them to drug dealers. If the county government directly goes to the pharmacy, it will be reported to the higher-ups. There will be more people watching Zhangzhou, and it is hard to say whether the Liu family will want to go there next year."
It's not that the Liu family is not powerful, but the capital is a mixed bag. As I said, the capital has the most powerful people, and they use all means to compete. It's difficult for the Liu family to go to Zhangzhou with a sure win.
Chang Yi said: "The Liu family also thought of this, so they contacted me in advance and told me that the Liu family would be responsible for collecting the medicinal materials in Liufeng County."
Zhou Shuren pointed at the table and said, "Write a letter to Liu Feng, asking him not to report it in a big way. It won't be too late to report it after the Liu family's passing, and it can also prevent others from suppressing it."
Liu Feng is the son-in-law of the Zhou family's granddaughter. He dare not take advantage of others, but he will suppress it and delay reporting it until someone is transferred to Zhangzhou. By then, his superiors will be concerned about how much of Liu Feng's political achievements will be reported. Even if he suffers a loss, the Zhou family cannot support him, which makes him feel aggrieved.
Chang Yi wrote them down one by one, "Son, please write a letter when you get home and send it to me urgently tomorrow."
Zhou Shuren nodded, "You should tell the Liu family tomorrow. Since Young Master Liu is going there, send a reliable person to follow Liu Feng. This will save time to understand next year."
Chang Yi remembered it in his heart, and then hesitantly said: "Dad, the Qi family is in charge of the pharmacy, will they cause trouble in the future?"
Zhou Shuren sneered, "Who said that the Qi family must be in charge of the pharmacy?"
Chang Yi felt relieved when he heard this. The old man had already made a plan. He said that his father's proposal would not allow the Qi family to take over. "Dad, can you give your son a message?"
Zhou Shuren didn't even raise his eyelids and waved his hand, "It's getting late, go back and rest."