Zhulan, "I want to frame the deed first to prevent it from getting damaged over time."
Zhou Shuren said happily, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Zhulan packed up the deed first and then asked, "The emperor actually agreed."
Zhou Shuren said, "First, you can't appear in the book with your real name. The emperor feels guilty. Second, you still took advantage of the death of your fourth uncle. Third, it's because of my many years of merit."
The emperor was silent for a long time, but he still wrote the deed. Two hundred taels a year was not much for the emperor.
Zhulan, "Do you want me to give out the money every year? Until I die?"
"what ever."
Zhulan's eyebrows were crooked, "Don't worry, I haven't gotten this year's money yet!"
Chang Zhong came in and was surprised, "It's dinner time, why isn't there food?"
Zhulan said: "There is a happy event today. I will ask you to cook a few more dishes in the kitchen for dinner later."
Chang Zhong was already sitting next to his father, "Dad, what's the happy event?"
Zhulan showed off in front of her son, "Take a look."
Chang Zhong's eyes widened after reading this, "This?"
The bamboo orchid was put away again, "Is it a happy event?"
Chang Zhong said happily: "Of course it's a happy event."
Zhou Shuren looked at his youngest son, then at the box, and finally put away his selfishness. It would be better to leave it to the boss after a hundred years. He raised his hand and touched his son's head. He was still a mortal!
Chang Zhong didn't know why, "Dad?"
Zhou Shuren put down his hand and said, "It's okay."
Zhulan glanced at her husband one more time, and she understood the difficult situation. She understood instantly and reached out to touch the box. This was a guarantee!
In a blink of an eye, it was the day when the Hanlin Academy was closed for bathing. Changzhi and Changzhong went to the Yongan Palace. Minghui stayed at home when he returned to Beijing. After learning about it, he also wanted to visit and brought Minghui with him.
Li's disease has also recovered, but she has lost a lot of weight. There are more wrinkles on her face, making her look several years older.
Zhulan was heartbroken, "I'll take good care of myself when I feel better."
Mrs. Li ate less when she was sick and her appetite was reduced. "Mom, you don't have to worry about me. I'll just take care of you."
Zhulan took Ms. Li's hand and said, "It makes my mother feel bad that you are like this."
Li's nose was sore. Her parents were gone. In the future, when she went home, it would be her brother's house instead of her parents' home. Her voice was hoarse and she said, "Mom, you must live a long life."
Zhulan's eyes turned red upon hearing this, "Okay, okay, live a long life."
When Mr. Li got well, he came to stay with her, but she couldn't even drive her away. This was because he was treating her as his sustenance.
Li Shi calmed down for a while and then smiled again, "I heard from my husband that the eldest sister and his wife are not coming back to celebrate the New Year?"
Zhu Lan said, "Well, we suffered a lot during the winter. Jiang Du refused to let us go. They will wait until spring to come back."
Mrs. Li thought of her eldest son, "I don't know how Mingyun is doing."
She didn't tell her eldest son when she was sick because she was afraid that he would be worried. Now that she is cured, she is worried about her son.
Zhulan didn't know that there had been no letters from the grassland recently, but now that Mingyun was in the city, he should be doing well!
Li said: "Mr. Ma came to see me a few days ago and mentioned Mr. Liu. Ma Ming wants to spend time with her in-laws next year."
Zhulan thought of Ran Wan, "Next year Ran Wan will go there too, and I need you to take more care of the child."
She is getting older and does not take care of children like she used to. She also likes to be quiet more and more, and her great-grandchildren are not very close to her.
Mrs. Li smiled, "So my daughter-in-law must take good care of herself."
On the grassland, Ming Yun looked at the snow and wind outside, picked up the dried fruit and chewed it, "Hiss, it hurts."
Wu Ming pushed the door open and came in, took off his gloves, picked up the dried fruit and put it in his mouth, "I knew you still had some left over here."
Ming Yun pointed to his mouth, "I've been getting angry lately after eating too much meat, and my mouth is all bad."
Wu Ming, "Hey, who knows when the heavy snow will stop."
Mingyun was waiting for Xue Ting to send the letter back to Beijing. He missed dried vegetables and frozen pears. Thinking about the cold frozen pears, the dried fruits in his mouth were not delicious. "Fortunately, my family sent me several carts in advance." Come over with the charcoal.”
The grasslands are in short supply of everything, and the biggest shortage in the cold weather is firewood. People line up every day at shops selling charcoal fires in the city.
Wu Ming, "I'll pack some dried fruits back for me later."
Ming Yun, "I really don't have much left."
"Every time the capital brings you a lot, it costs too much for you to eat."
He lived his life on a budget.
Ming Yun spread his hands and said, "The guards who came with me have their families. I gave some to them. I can't treat them harshly if they work for me."
Wu Ming stood up and said, "I'm envious."
Ming Yun laughed. His father was used to being a farmer at home. Because he was on the grassland, his parents often prepared dried vegetables and other vegetables. If it hadn't been for the heavy snow that blocked the roads, his life would have been pretty good. That's what his family was used to. I got angry after not eating for just a few days.
Gu Sheng arrived at the Yong'an Duke's Mansion in the capital at the right time. He was not afraid of people talking about him, but he didn't want to see Zhuo Guyu.
As soon as I got off the carriage, I heard "Gu Sheng, wait for me."
Wu Shiheng got off the carriage, "I knew you wouldn't come early."
"Are you waiting for me at the door?"
Wu Shiheng smiled and said, "Yeah, I don't want to look at Zhuo Guyu anymore. If I didn't know you were coming, I really wouldn't want to come."
Gu Sheng knew that Wu Shiheng was afraid of making things difficult for him, "Thank you."
"We are friends."
It was rare for him to find someone with the right temper.
The two of them entered the mansion together, and when they arrived in the hall, everyone looked over. Wu Shiheng smiled and said, "We are not too late."
Zhuo Guyu stepped forward, "No, please come this way."
The future prince-in-law did not move, and said with a smile: "Gu Sheng and I sit together, so there is no need to say hello."
Zhuo Guyu was puzzled. He didn't understand how the future prince-in-law from a noble family could become friends with Gu Sheng. "Here are the two of you, please."
Chang Zhong suddenly said, "This way."
Wu Shiheng's eyes lit up, "Let's go there by ourselves. Mr. Zhuo is busy."
The seat next to Chang Zhong has been empty, and someone wanted to come and sit. Chang Zhong said that there was someone, and now he knows for whom it was reserved.
Gu Sheng sat down and said, "Master Zhou."
Chang Zhong smiled, "I haven't seen Mr. Gu for a long time. How is Mr. Gu recently?"
Gu Sheng curled up his lips and said, "It's been good lately."
Sitting on both sides of Gu Sheng were the future prince-in-law and the youngest son of the Marquis of Zhou. The people in the Imperial Academy who laughed at Gu Sheng fell silent. Gu Sheng was very low-key in the Imperial Academy and never advertised who he knew. Zhuo Guyu would not even say that he was from an aristocratic family. There was a lot of talk about Gu Sheng behind his background.
Zhuo Guyu's face did not change. He waited until the others arrived and said with a smile: "I will appreciate three paintings today, two from my grandfather's collection and one that I recently acquired."
With that said, the girl came in holding the painting.
Chang Zhong curled his lips, what kind of collection, he was obviously strong in the troubled times, looking at the scroll, the ending of the Yong'an Duke's Mansion was indeed rare to see.
The first painting unfolded and everyone could see it clearly.
Wu Shiheng covered his face with a fan and whispered to Chang Zhong: "I heard that Duke Yong'an was fighting in the south."
Chang Zhong looked sideways, "Do you recognize this painting?"
Wu Shiheng squinted his eyes, "I wonder why I always dislike Zhuo Guyu!"
Chang Zhong was surprised, "Did I really guess it right?"
Gu Sheng also looked sideways. Wu Shiheng was from a noble family in the south!