Minghui was also annoyed. This place was far from the county town, and it was not easy to go out to buy things. He sighed, "If the land road wasn't slow, I really want to take you on the land road."
Yu Yueyang handed the hand warmer to his fiancée and said, "The water route is faster. You can see that no one has left."
Minghui also thought about going to the next river bank to wait for the boat, which required booking a boat ticket in advance, but sometimes there might not be any tickets available. In the end, he gave up the idea.
Luckily, no one saw them and provoked them because of their youth, and the guards’ skills shocked those who were traveling with them.
Yuyi listened to the sound of the wind, "The temperature has dropped dramatically in the past few days."
Yu Jiao leaned on her sister's arms, "Fortunately, my sister bought more charcoal and food."
Yuyi was also thankful that the return trip was really wonderful. "According to the date, it should snow in the capital."
Yujiao missed her own yard and felt depressed just thinking about being trapped here.
In Beijing, Shuren and his wife had dinner. They were reading a book when Changyi walked in, "Dad, Mom."
Zhou Shuren put down the book and said, "I'm much better now."
Chang Yi, "My son knows, so he came to see."
Zhou Shuren sat up and asked, "What are you looking at your mother for?"
Chang Yi said: "Today, the Second Prince asked whether Dad had recovered."
Zhou Shuren, "Did you say anything else?"
Chang Yi nodded, "The Second Prince mentioned Zhuangzi's orphan. The Second Prince said he wanted to go and see him."
Zhulan thought the Second Prince had calmed down, "The steward of the manor couldn't stop the prince."
So there is no need to tell Changyi at all.
Chang Yi smiled, "The Second Prince has been studying very hard recently, and has become more friendly to others."
Zhou Shuren thought to himself that this person had learned to be smart and wanted to save his image. "Just do your own thing well."
Chang Yi knew what was going on. "My son knows."
Zhou Shuren was not worried about his sons. After many years of career, they could survive independently. "Mingrui has been gone for some time."
Chang Yi was thinking about his son, "He will be able to learn a lot from Rong Enqing on this trip."
Dad taught Rong Enqing in the past. Rong Enqing has been low-key in recent years, but that doesn’t mean he is incompetent. He is happy that his son is learning from Rong Enqing.
Zhou Shuren smiled, "I'm glad you think so."
Changyi was very proud of his eldest son. He remembered that his father had not recovered yet, so he stood up and said, "Dad, you and mom should go to bed early. I am going back now."
"Um."
Zhulan waited for her son to leave, rubbed his shoulders, and said, "Don't read anymore, go to bed early."
Zhou Shuren didn't plan to read it, "Okay."
In the following days, Zhou Shuren recovered but did not rush to attend court, and the emperor did not urge him, so Zhou Shuren stayed at home.
It hasn’t snowed since the first snow. Today is the second snow since the beginning of winter. The snow is not heavy, but the temperature is very low, comparable to the coldest month of winter.
Zhou Shuren sat by the fire, "It's more comfortable at home in this weather."
Zhulan pointed at the books on the table and said, "Come and take a look at the printed books."
Zhou Shuren, "The printing is good, but it's a pity."
Zhulan's joy faded a little, "It's a pity that I can't use my real name. I used Mr. Feng Qing."
Zhou Shuren also felt sorry. It was a pity that if it was to be promoted, it would not only be learned by orphans. In ancient times, women were too strict and the names of daughters-in-law could not be used. Prejudices were difficult to eliminate. "Future generations will prove your name."
Zhulan touched the book and said, "This is good."
Now these are just basic books, and the remaining books will be promoted in the future. She doesn't care about these names, she just hopes that the future will be better.
Changzhong walked into the yard in the snow. Zhou Shuren snorted when he saw him, "You're not staying at home on a snowy day."
Zhulan put away the book, and Changzhong still walked in and the girl in the cloak took it off.
Changzhong saw his father glaring at him and touched his nose, "My son is not a fool?"
Zhou Shuren, "This can only convince you."
Chang Zhong sat down on the small kang by the window after he felt warmer. He took off his shoes and faced his father, "My son was called out by the Fourth Prince and his future consort."
Zhou Shuren only knew that his son had gone out after breakfast. "It's snowing heavily and it's so cold. What were you doing?"
Chang Zhong said with a wooden face, "Enjoy the snow."
And he was outside enjoying the snow, but he was freezing to death.
Zhulan had asked the maid to change the tea to ginger tea, and motioned her son to drink it, "You don't have to worry about getting sick anymore."
Chang Zhong, "The fourth prince and the future prince consort are together, and both of them wish they were sick and lazy."
One doesn't want to do homework, and the other doesn't want to work.
Zhulan smiled and said, "They are all destined to be rich and leisurely."
One has a brother who is the crown prince, and can rely on him for life as long as the crown prince succeeds to the throne; the other is a princess.
Changzhong looked at the snow outside the window and said, "I don't know when this heavy snow will stop. I don't know where Minghui and the others are."
Zhulan counted the days, "Last time she wrote, she said she was delayed for a few days and would be back later."
As for where she was, she couldn't figure it out.
Changzhong was worried, "They must be suffering in such a cold weather."
Zhou Shuren said: "I will go back to the Ministry of Revenue tomorrow."
Changzhong, "Dad, don't you take a few more days off?"
Zhou Shuren pointed at the snow outside the window, which had turned into heavy snow. "I'm afraid there will be a disaster."
Changzhong became even more worried. He was concerned about his nephews and nieces.
The next day, there was no early court session due to heavy snow. The snow on the streets was very thick. Fortunately, the heavy snow stopped last night. Zhou Shuren thought about it and decided to enter the palace.
The snow in the palace had been cleared, and when Zhou Shuren arrived, the emperor was talking with the prince.
The emperor motioned for ginger tea, "I thought you would rest for a few more days."
Zhou Shuren said, "I am a worrier. It snowed heavily yesterday and I didn't get a good rest the whole night."
The emperor was thankful, "I was also worried about a snowstorm, but luckily the snow has stopped."
Zhou Shuren said: "I just heard it, is the grassland affected by disaster?"
The emperor motioned Zhou Shuren to sit down, "It snowed heavily on the grassland a few days ago, and the urgent letter was sent back to the capital."
Zhou Shuren was worried, "Are the cattle and sheep okay?"
It was not easy to reproduce.
The emperor found the memorial and handed it to Zhou Shuren, "Read it for yourself."
Zhou Shuren quickly looked through the memorial. Although some people froze to death, fortunately there were responses and not much damage was caused.
The emperor continued, "I want to send a batch of food over. Even if you don't come to the palace today, I will send someone to the Marquis' Mansion to tell you."
Zhou Shuren was thinking, there is food, it has just been stored in the warehouse not long ago, "I can allocate a batch of food."
The emperor asked again, "Is Ming Teng feeling better?"
Zhou Shuren replied, "He has recovered. He has been in mourning and writing scriptures in the mansion recently."
Your Majesty, "He is a good boy."
Zhou Shuren felt sorry for his grandson. When his grandson recovered from his illness and came to see him, he saw that his grandson had lost a lot of weight in just a few days. The child had to observe mourning and eat vegetarian food, so he had no way to help his grandson recuperate.
The emperor added: "Let the child have a good rest and don't let him collapse from exhaustion."
Zhou Shuren thought about chatting with Ming Teng in the evening, "Yes."
At the Rong'an Marquis's Mansion, Liu Jia stood up and welcomed his mother into the house. Ma said, "Is Ming Teng feeling better?"
Liu Jia helped his mother sit down, "It's ready, the Marquis is in the study, I'll go inform the Marquis."
Ma waved her hand, "Don't bother the Marquis. I just came to check on you because I was worried. I hope you are all okay. I'll be back after sitting for a while."