Zhou Shuren helped his wife up and stood up as well, "Be careful and watch your step."
Zhulan hummed and looked at Qingxue.
Qingxue replied, "The steward of the Jiang family said that Master Jiang Ping is ill. The doctors used by the Jiang family have always been from the Marquis' Mansion. The old lady of the Jiang family couldn't wait any longer, so she sent the steward over."
Zhulan had already sent the clothes. She was very anxious. The last time the twins sent back the medicinal materials, there was no news since then. Now there was news that they were sick.
Zhulan and Zhou Shuren went to the outer room and said to Qingxue, "Tell Steward Ding to send someone to invite the doctor to the Jiang family and ask the steward of the Jiang family to come in."
Qingxue went out and quickly brought the steward of the Jiang family back in. It was obviously very cold outside, but the steward was sweating all over. He was really brave to knock on the door of the Marquis's mansion in the middle of the night. "I greet the Marquis and the old lady."
Zhulan gestured, "What's going on?"
The steward didn't dare to look up, and replied with his head down: "Mr. Jiang Ping came back in the middle of the night, and the old lady felt that his forehead was burning. She was so anxious that she panicked and asked me to come to the Marquis' Mansion to ask for a doctor."
Zhulan frowned, motioned for someone to leave, and sent the people in the room away. She asked Shuren, "Jiang Ping worked for the court, how could he come back sick?"
Logically, you should recover before coming back.
Zhou Shuren stroked his beard and said, "This kid probably thought he was alright, and the old lady in law was a little exaggerated, so she came knocking on the door."
Zhulan wanted to go to Jiang's house to take a look, but before she could say anything, she met Shuren's disapproving eyes and said, "I'll let Qingxue go."
Zhou Shuren hummed, and then said: "The old lady hasn't seen her grandson for a long time, so it's inevitable that she is nervous. Jiang Ping should be fine."
Zhou Shuren confirmed what he said. After a while, another servant from the Jiang family came and said that it was nothing serious. Zhulan was relieved, but she was no longer sleepy. She lay there for a long time, but she was worried about her grandson and couldn't fall asleep.
The next day, Zhulan went to the Jiang family without having breakfast. Old Mrs. Jiang was very embarrassed and said anxiously, "I am worried about Jiang Ping. I am sorry to have made you worry and disturbed your and the Marquis' rest."
Zhu Lan, "What do you mean by disturbing or not disturbing? Jiang Ping is also my grandson. What does the doctor say?"
Old Madam Jiang's face turned pale. "This kid didn't even tell me he was injured. How could he be so capable!"
When Zhulan heard the footsteps quicken, she knew that at her age there was nothing to be shy about, so she went straight into the house. She saw Jiang Ping, who was sleeping on his stomach. He opened his eyes alertly when he heard the sound, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.
Zhulan frowned, and Old Mrs. Jiang was shocked. She was really worried about her grandson, but where has this child been? How could his eyes be so murderous
Jiang Ping stood up and asked, "Grandma, why are you here?"
"I still came to see you. You scared me and your grandfather to death."
Zhulan felt even more distressed when she saw her grandson helping with the bandages, "What can I say to you, kid?"
Jiang Ping touched his nose and said, "I'm fine, I just look scary."
Old Mrs. Jiang was not happy. "What do you mean you look scary? Look at how thin you are, and you have a beard all over your face. How can I explain this to your parents?"
Jiang Ping, "... .."
Well, he did look scary, but he had to go through life and death all the way just to deliver the message.
Zhulan comforted her in-laws with a few words. She didn't ask Jiang Ping what he was doing, nor did she ask Jiang An. She knew it was useless to ask him. "Just stay at home and take good care of yourself. I'll ask your uncle to bring you some delicious food later."
Jiang Ping didn't dare to make any big movements as his back was still hurting.
Old Madam Jiang felt sorry for her grandson. She didn't know how many tears she had shed last night. She didn't know how much the twin grandsons had suffered. When she asked her grandson, he said he couldn't tell her because he was keeping the court secret. "Don't sit there anymore. Lie down quickly."
Zhulan had dinner with her grandson at Jiang's house. She felt relieved only after the doctor came over and took her grandson's pulse again to confirm that he was well taken care of and nothing serious happened.
Inside the palace, the emperor had a gloomy face. The two countries on the northeastern border wanted to unite and invade the northeastern border.
King Qi, "The court has just experienced two major wars."
King Liang's expression was also very unpleasant. "Do you think we are easy to bully?"
Rong Chuan narrowed his eyes, "It seems that several neighboring countries are seriously short of food."
The wages of avarice is death.
The emperor had the news sent back by the spies, "Last year, hundreds of thousands of people died of starvation in both countries due to food shortages. This winter, life is difficult, especially in the northeast and north. Take a look at the news sent back."
After everyone in the hall passed it around and looked at it, they gasped.
The King of Qi muttered, "So many people died."
The prince said: "This is just the number of people counted. There are still people who have not been counted, and there are also people who concealed the numbers and dared not report them."
Li Zhao stroked his beard and said, "Life was difficult at the court last year. Now I realize how powerful Marquis Zhou is."
You wouldn’t know without comparison, but once the comparison comes out, I feel happy instantly.
Your Majesty, "..."
Prince, "..."
Everyone, "..."
It’s a pity that Zhou Shuren was not there and didn’t hear it, and he didn’t want to hear it that day!
Rong Chuan thought to himself, if you don’t make a comparison, you wouldn’t know how difficult his father’s life was. His father really aged a lot last year, but he was also very contented. His father was amazing.
The prince kept the stability of the country in mind even more firmly, and Duke Zhou was indeed powerful.
The emperor thought of his father's nightmare from the situation of the two countries. If it weren't for Marquis Zhou, there would be another snow disaster this year, and the court would have to face the alliance of the two countries. The country would be in real danger!
Zhou Shuren was not in the hall, but his presence was made very felt because of Li Zhao's words. Even those who were jealous of Marquis Zhou had to admit at this moment that Marquis Zhou was awesome.
Li Zhao added, "Hey, Lord Zhou will be busy again preparing food and fodder for the war."
You can feel at ease with Zhou Shuren. No matter how much he keeps complaining about being poor, Zhou Shuren is never vague when it comes to big things.
Rongchuan, "..."
At this moment, he felt so sorry for his father.
The emperor's eyes were a little distracted. He originally wanted to promote Marquis Zhou, but it was better for him to stay in the Ministry of Revenue now.
At the Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren sneezed, which frightened Qiu Yan. "Do you want to ask the imperial physician to take a look?"
Now, no matter who is sick in the Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren cannot be sick.
Zhou Shuren raised his hand and touched his forehead. It wasn't hot. He frowned and asked, "Did I catch a cold last night?"
When Qiu Yan heard this, he told someone to go get the imperial physician. It was useless even though Zhou Shuren raised his hand to stop him. He thought a cup of ginger tea would be enough and there was really no need to mobilize so many people.
Zhulan has already returned home. She took out a piece of stationery to write a letter to her daughter. Her daughter has already returned to Zhoujia Village. Now that Jiang Ping is back, she can tell her daughter and let her feel at ease.
Boss Zhou also came back from the farm, bringing back a lot of sheep and poultry. He also knew how to keep a low profile, as he brought back all the animals he had killed.
The Ministry of Revenue invited the imperial physician to the palace. The emperor was worried and thought that Marquis Zhou could not fall ill at this time, so he had to wait for the imperial physician to come back.
The imperial physician came back quickly, "Marquis Zhou has caught a cold, but it's nothing serious."
He felt that the officials of the Ministry of Revenue were too nervous and that such a small matter could be solved with a cup of ginger tea.
The Emperor said, "You should stay in the Ministry of Revenue for the time being."
Imperial Physician, "..."
No, Zhou Hou is really not sick!