Boss Zhou had a headache. "The grandson of the Minister of War and the nephew of my in-laws are both teaching at the manor. Today, the Second Prince brought people to the manor. One of the young masters said something inappropriate, and they had an argument after leaving the manor, and they started fighting."
Zhulan heard, "You're back, where are they?"
Boss Zhou, "They have all gone back to their own homes. When the Second Prince found out that it was the grandson of the Minister of War, he made the decision to ask Lord Ji to apologize. My son sent them into the city and returned."
Zhulan: "Master Ji?"
"The manor where the Second Prince took Lord Ji was, an official from the Ministry of Rites."
Zhulan thought about asking her second son, "The second prince has dealt with it, what are you still worried about?"
Boss Zhou let out a long sigh, "My son is worried that there will be more such things in the future. Recently, many young masters want to teach at Zhuangzi."
Zhulan glared at her eldest son, "Where do you think this is? One fight is enough."
Boss Zhou touched his forehead and said, "My son was wrong."
Zhulan asked again, "Has the Second Prince been to the manor often recently?"
Boss Zhou nodded, "I have also taught classes to the children. The princes are all very knowledgeable. My son felt a little unsatisfied after listening to one class."
Zhulan thought that the emperor didn't stop it, which meant he was letting it go. Thinking of Shuren's words, she sighed.
Boss Zhou was puzzled, "Mom, what's wrong?"
Zhulan said quietly, "If Zhuangzi changes, there will be nothing left for mother to do."
Boss Zhou also fell silent. Since his mother was taking care of the orphans, he would spend time at the farms when he had nothing to do. He and his children raised the livestock on the farms and he was also the one who watched the fields being cultivated. He watched the farms being built bit by bit and had deep feelings for them.
The next morning, Zhou Shuren and Li Zhao left together. Lord Lin did not attend the court today, otherwise the three of them would have attended together.
Li Zhao held his cloak tightly, "It's really cold today."
Zhou Shuren walked with his head down to avoid the wind in his mouth. "It's the coldest in winter. You should wear more clothes. We are not young anymore."
Li Zhao was much older than Zhou Shuren, and was grateful for his old age. "Yesterday when I went to the government office, the Second Prince personally told me about the fight."
Zhou Shuren, "I guessed it."
The Minister of War, the Second Prince had no time to win him over, so he went to explain in person how he had offended him.
Li Zhao stretched out his hands to catch the snowflakes. The wool gloves were really warm. "Wu Ming is really capable. Wool gloves are more flexible than leather gloves."
Zhou Shuren, "Did the emperor give it to you?"
"Um."
Zhou Shuren didn't get it, not because the emperor didn't want to give it to him, but because he didn't need it. He had his grandson and Wu Ming to give him gifts.
Li Zhao retracted his hand. "The Second Prince is in the Ministry of Rites. If Zhuangzi changes, the Ministry of Rites will take care of it. Do you have any ideas?"
Zhou Shuren, "Do you have any ideas?"
"No, I didn't participate in it when I was young, and now that I'm old I don't want to participate in it even more."
Zhou Shuren understood clearly that Li Zhao was talking about the struggle for the throne, "What happens to Zhuangzi is entirely up to the emperor."
Li Zhao laughed softly, "You are indeed the most sober."
When it is time to give up, I will give it up without hesitation, and never think that the management of the village is my own.
Zhou Shuren stepped on the snow, "Aren't you awake too?"
Otherwise, why didn't the emperor change the Minister of War after so many years on the throne? It's not that there is no suitable candidate, but that Li Zhao is clear-headed enough and the emperor trusts Li Zhao.
However, Li Zhao is not young anymore and it's time for him to move around. Envy unconsciously appeared in his eyes.
Li Zhao was amused. "Why do you envy me? I should be the one who envies you."
The Zhouhou Mansion has many outstanding descendants, but the bad thing is that all of them are good, but due to insufficient resources, they cannot provide a future for every child. However, the Zhouhou Mansion is able to make efforts, and now they have made resources for their grandsons!
Zhou Shuren said quietly, "I have been in the Ministry of Revenue for more than ten years."
Li Zhao understood that he could move to another position as he was old, but Zhou Shuren could not. The weather had been abnormal in recent years and someone had to guard the Ministry of Revenue. Even if the officials in the capital were jealous of Zhou Shuren, they had to admit that life would be difficult without Zhou Shuren guarding the Ministry of Revenue.
Chang Yi arrived at the Ministry of Rites on time and saw the Second Prince at a glance. He returned to his room and asked someone to inquire, and found out that Ji Deming had arrived.
Chang Yi was amused. He thought Ji Deming would not come today. After listening to his elder brother's story yesterday, he felt that Ji Deming would not be so stupid as to provoke him. Didn't the Second Prince know that the Minister of War's grandson was in Zhuangzi? Oh, the Second Prince must know!
Ji Deming is the second prince's follower, Chang Yi sneered.
"Who pissed you off?"
Chang Yi, "If you are not here to do your job, why are you here?"
Lord Liu was speechless, "I don't have any errands."
He spends most of his time either drinking tea or reading!
Chang Yi was silent. This person was about to leave. "Sit down."
Lord Liu was in a good mood. Zhangzhou, where his son lived, had a good harvest of medicinal herbs this year. The emperor had praised the data reported to him. He was also going to be transferred from the Ministry of Rites. The Liu family could be considered to have had many happy events. "It's still more comfortable here."
Chang Yi touched the cushion on his back and said, "This leather is really comfortable to lean on."
It was only then that Lord Liu noticed the cushion, "I didn't see it yesterday. Did you just bring it from home?"
"Don't you think this leather looks familiar?"
Lord Liu stood up and looked at him carefully, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he sat down with his hands covering his chest, "You stinky boy with your arms bent outward."
This was a bear skin sent by the tribe. He liked it very much and was thinking of making it into a cloak after some time. Finally, his son gave it to his future father-in-law.
Chang Yi snorted in his heart, letting Master Liu show off his eldest son, “Why do you turn away, your father-in-law is also a father.”
Lord Liu felt even more pain in his heart, "We haven't gotten married yet!"
"You don't want to acknowledge this marriage?"
Lord Liu felt even more uncomfortable, "I have something else to do, so I'll go back first."
If he didn't beat the brat when he got home today, his surname was not Liu. He thought that a piece of leather was cut into a mat, which made him so angry!
Chang Yi doesn’t care whether his future son-in-law will be beaten or not. Recently, the brat has been asking Yu Die out from time to time. Humph!
In the afternoon, at Zhou Hou's residence, Zhu Lan looked at the fruits on the table and asked, "Why did you bring fruits back from your mother's home?"
Lin Qing, "Grandma said that every time I go back to my parents' home, I always bring something back. Grandma has always been embarrassed. Grandma knows that we have everything we need at home. This time, I got a rare fruit and asked me to bring it back for you and Grandpa to taste."
Zhulan said: "Your grandma is too polite."
Apples and pears are common fruits in winter, followed by oranges. Fruits in the south of the capital are very rare, and the Lin family would not have gotten too many fruits. The basket of fruits on the table probably accounted for most of what the Lin family got.
Lin Qing smiled and said, "Grandma, try the fruit, it's very sweet."
Her husband was not at home, and her mother-in-law treated her very well but did not control her. She liked going back to her parents' home very much. She felt embarrassed because her mother-in-law had to prepare something for her every time she went back.
Zhulan motioned to Qingxue to distribute the fruits, "Send a few to each courtyard."
Zhao then continued, "Mother, keep these for you and father, don't share them with us."
There weren't many fruits in total, and if I shared some with my parents-in-law, there would be even less for them to eat.
Zhulan raised her hand and said, "Just taste it. Eating too much of this will make you get angry."