Zhou Shuren stopped crying, he knew when to stop and retreated. River transport involved a lot of things, money was a big deal!
After the morning court session, Lord Yu came over in a hurry and said, "My Lord, without the guards you arranged, Yueyang would be in great danger."
Zhou Shuren, "Don't say that. You and I both know why Yueyang left the capital."
Mr. Yu said cheerfully, "This child is very honest."
Zhou Shuren doesn't think so. Yu Yueyang is cunning and courageous, with a deceptive face, a typical person who pretends to be a pig but is actually a tiger.
Wang Ju came over, and Lord Yu did not leave either. Zhou Shuren asked, "Whose family is this Magistrate Wu?"
He can remember the network of relationships and officials in the capital, but he is not capable of remembering those across the country.
Wang Ju was confused by the question, "I don't know either, I'll check it out when I get back."
Zhou Shuren stroked his beard and said, "You can't do it."
Wang Ju, "... "
There is a lot of information about officials in the Ministry of Personnel, and Zhou Shuren thinks he has the ability to remember everything he sees!
Zhou Shuren had a look of disgust on his face. If he were the Minister of Personnel, he would definitely classify the officials into different categories and remember them based on their backgrounds and potentials. These were all resources!
Unfortunately, he is the Minister of Revenue and deals with money and grain all day long!
Lord Yu coughed lightly. He didn't expect that Marquis Zhou and Lord Wang would communicate so casually in private.
Wang Ju was used to it, so she whispered, "Why didn't the emperor arrange for someone to investigate, and what did he mean by the last words?"
Zhou Shuren, "Kill the pig for the New Year!"
It is difficult to catch them all in one fell swoop. Magistrate Wu has already alerted the enemy. Now the memorial has been sent to the capital, and all the traces have been covered up when they are investigated. The pig that is being killed now is being pushed out to take the blame.
Wang Ju, "... "
Mr. Yu, "..."
Zhou Shuren laughed and strode away. The minister in front of him heard the laughter and turned back, speechless. Bah, what a shameless old man!
Zhou Shuren snorted, his colleagues were just jealous of his good acting skills!
It was already afternoon when Zhulan got the news, which was brought back by her youngest son. Zhulan took a deep breath and said, "These kids are really brave. They didn't even say anything in the letter they sent back."
Changzhong regretted it. If he had known earlier, he would have gone with them to see his third brother. “They were afraid that their families would worry.”
Zhulan: "Fortunately everything is fine."
Chang Zhong said, "Mom, do you want to tell my sister-in-law?"
Zhulan waved her hand, "Don't tell her yet, your sister-in-law hasn't been in a good mood recently."
Changzhong continued: "Where's the third brother?"
Zhulan, "Wait until the children come home and ask Yuyi to write a letter to tell them."
"They go home and don't go out."
Zhu Lan nodded in agreement, "Depriving someone of their wealth is like killing their parents. This time the pirates will be quiet for a long time."
Even if it's indirect, it's better to be cautious.
Changzhong played with the chess pieces, "This Magistrate Wu is quite smart."
Zhulan: "Yeah."
Changzhong smiled and said, "This gentleman is very brave."
Zhu Lan said: "He is indeed very courageous. This also shows that he has no other choice."
At night, Zhulan found out why Lord Wu did this. It was all because the prefect, who was almost fifty, came from a poor family. "He is quite smart. Is he being suppressed?"
Zhou Shuren, "He seized this opportunity to catch the emperor's eye, and this time he can't be suppressed."
"It's time for the kids to come back."
Zhou Shuren also sighed, "I've been out long enough."
Zhuangzi, Mingrui was sitting by the charcoal fire, writing. Rong Enqing pushed the door open and came in. "Are you still organizing?"
Mingrui put down the brush and rubbed his wrists. "I've been writing it down all the time. It will be convenient for grandma to read it after I organize it."
Rong Enqing stretched out his hands to warm them by the fire. "It's snowing. We can't leave tomorrow. You don't have to rush to finish the work today."
Mingrui didn't put away his writing brush after hearing this, "Stay one more day, I'll go teach the kids tomorrow."
Rong Enqing, "These children like you very much."
Mingrui smiled faintly, "Children have their own intuition."
Rong Enqing listened to the whistling wind. The room was still cold. "Add more charcoal."
The servant went out and quickly brought in charcoal, but unfortunately the temperature in the house still could not be raised.
Mingrui, "After traveling to several states, I still think orphans in Beijing live the best."
Rong Enqing raised his eyes and said, "The old lady is admirable."
Managers are very important. Several old ladies in the capital’s farms put a lot of thought into it, and although it was cold in winter, the children didn’t suffer much.
Mingrui was proud in his heart, "My father, it's a pity that grandma is not a man."
Rong Enqing chuckled, "The old lady has become a man, how can you compare to her?"
Mingrui was also amused, "You are right, it is better for grandma to be a woman."
Rong Enqing was a little warmer, "The prefect is a good person. He gave us a lot of donated cotton clothes and food as soon as we arrived."
"smart people."
Rong Enqing leaned back in his chair and said, "Zhuangzi's house will be renovated next year."
"Yes, otherwise it's too cold in winter."
If they hadn't arrived, who knows how many children would have fallen ill and died. He was used to the lives of orphans in the capital, so he felt emotional wherever he went, even if the orphans in other states felt that they were having a good life now.
There was a knock on the door, and the servant came back and said, "The manager of the village has sent over a roast chicken."
Rong Enqing, "Leave it here and send it to the kitchen for the children to eat tomorrow morning."
It can also enhance the flavor by adding it to the porridge. Alas, the orphans in the capital city have to eat meat every now and then, while it is difficult for orphans in other states to eat meat.
Mingrui, "I don't know what's going on at home."
He regretted that his great uncle passed away and he was not in the capital to see him off.
Rong Enqing pursed his lips. He felt bad that the Rong family had lost their most prominent figure. His fourth grandfather protected him but hated his wife and at the same time was against his background. His status as a bastard was something he could never change.
Fourth Grandfather is a man who values family and rules. No matter how hard he tries to be filial, it will be of no use. The old man has the family rules in his heart, which are engraved in his bones.
After a few days, Minghui and his party finally returned home. It was snowing and they arrived at the Marquis' Mansion at noon.
Zhulan looked at her grandson and granddaughter and said, "They have become thinner. They must have suffered a lot when they came back."
Minghui said: "My grandson will never travel in winter again."
Even though he had maids and old women serving him along the way, he still suffered a lot. His feet were a little frozen and now they were itchy.
The two girls, Yuyi, were not as healthy as Minghui and looked extremely haggard.
The couple in the first wife loved their son very much. Minghui had been favored since he was young. The birth of Mingjing did not shake Minghui's status. He had a good-looking face and could be popular all his life!
Zhulan said, "I won't talk to you anymore. Go back to the yard and take a shower and rest. Yes, I'll let the doctor check your pulses later."
Yuyi couldn't bear it anymore. They didn't have the energy to appreciate the scenery along the way. They just wanted to get home as soon as possible. "Grandma, your granddaughter will go back first. I will chat with you in the evening."
Zhulan said: "Okay, come over for dinner tonight."
Minghui and Yuyi brought a lot of gifts. Zhulan and her husband kept some, and the rest were distributed to each courtyard.
Qingxue came in, "The doctor checked Master Minghui's pulse and he is fine. Miss Yuyi and Miss Yujiao need to take good care of themselves."
Zhulan was relieved, "It's good that everything is alright. The children have suffered a lot."
Thinking of Mingrui, Zhulan became even more worried. Minghui and the others had gone home, but Mingrui was still following Rong Enqing everywhere!