In the evening, Zhou Shuren came back and saw the fruit on the table. His eyes lit up a little, "Where did you get it?"
"Lin Qing returned to her parents' home today, and the old lady of the Lin family asked her to bring it back."
Zhou Shuren picked up one and ate it. "Lin Qing went back because of her cousin, right?"
"Um."
"Did the Lin family bring back any messages?"
Zhulan motioned Shuren to change clothes first, and then walked into the house together, "No, that Master Ji only followed the Second Prince, and the Lin family didn't take him seriously."
Lin Jia is noble and is also the Imperial Censor. The Second Prince has the support of the Liu Family so he dare not offend them easily, not to mention that the Liu Family is honest.
Zhou Shuren didn't think about it anymore, "The emperor must know about this matter, Zhuangzi will make a final decision next year."
"I'm really reluctant to leave."
Every bit of her hard work is the result of her efforts.
Zhou Shuren changed the subject, "I heard from Mr. Deng that the students in the private school are all guessing who Mr. Feng Qing is."
Zhulan, "Did you meet Mr. Deng today?"
In these years, Mr. Deng has been working for the Zhou family. As the Zhou Mansion became more and more powerful, everyone in the capital knew that Mr. Deng was living a very good life with the help of the Zhou Mansion. His son had the favor of studying in the Zhou family, and after passing the imperial examination, he did not continue to rely on taking the imperial examination. Now Mr. Deng has handed over most of the things to his son.
Zhou Shuren, "Yeah, I had tea with him at noon. Now that he has some free time, he looks a lot healthier."
Zhulan hadn't seen Mr. Deng for a long time. After she handed the matter over to Mrs. Li, she rarely intervened in the affairs of the mansion. "He is not young anymore."
Zhou Shuren changed his clothes and said, "Yes."
Zhulan asked, "He came to you just to drink tea?"
Zhou Shuren, "Yeah."
Zhulan didn't continue talking about Deng Xiucai, "I made braised beef with soy sauce today."
Zhou Shuren walked out, "Then I want to eat more."
"It's hard to digest if you eat too much."
As he was talking, Zhou Shuren saw the plate on the table, which only had a few slices of beef. "That's too cruel."
Zhulan looked at her husband's stomach and said, "I feel uncomfortable in my stomach if I eat too much."
Zhou Shuren touched his stomach and said, "That's not right. Why didn't Changzhong come over to eat with us?"
Zhulan, "He doesn't want to make you jealous."
Zhou Shuren puffed his beard. Why should he be afraid of his son's jealousy? It was obvious that the boy had gone to eat secretly.
Time flies, and it's the end of the year in a blink of an eye. Mingrui wrote a letter clearly stating that he could not come back for the New Year. His family was not complete, and Rong Yuyun had passed away not long ago. The Zhouhou Mansion was not lively during the New Year's Eve.
A few days after the Little New Year, Zhou Shuren was resting at home. Zhulan asked, "Do you want to go to the manor with me?"
Zhou Shuren, "Didn't you and Changli prepare noodles and meat for several farms?"
Zhulan rolled her eyes and said, "You're just too lazy to move."
Zhou Shuren lay in the rocking chair, "I really don't want to go out. It's so comfortable to lie in the house. Only Yuwen in our family knows how to enjoy it."
Zhulan saw that Shuren really didn't plan to go out, and she wouldn't force him to go out, "Then let the eldest couple go to the farm."
Zhou Shuren tilted his head, "Changyi and his wife are not going?"
Zhulan, "Mingrui didn't return to Beijing. It was too deliberate for them to go there."
Zhou Shuren continued to rock in his rocking chair, "This year, the children in the village can eat as many dumplings as they want."
Zhulan sneered, "Indeed, it can."
In previous years, families would give flour and meat to the children, but this year many people gave gifts of love.
Zhou Shuren asked, "Qingxue went to call Changzhong, why hasn't she come back yet?"
As she spoke, Qingxue walked in, "The Fourth Prince and the Fifth Young Master are here, Young Master Changzhong is entertaining them."
So I can’t come to study!
Zhou Shuren indicated that he understood, "You come here frequently enough."
"Yeah, the last time I was here was two days ago."
Zhou Shuren was not worried about his youngest son. His youngest son was very sensible, and there was nothing wrong with his youngest son being on good terms with the four princes.
In Changzhong's courtyard, Wu Shiheng said, "Hurry up, the Fourth Prince and I have specially picked you up to go to the theater. What a great treat!"
Chang Zhong really didn't want to go out, "I also thank you and the Fourth Prince for the treatment I received!"
The fourth prince was flipping through the article written by Changzhong. "Is this something you just wrote?"
"My father gave me a topic to write yesterday."
The fourth prince was delighted. This was a common question for his father. He wrote an article and it was criticized by his father. He was also asked to rewrite it. He left the palace today to change his mind. Unexpectedly, "The comments above were written by Marquis Zhou?"
Changzhong didn't think much about it, "Yeah."
He thought the argument in the article he wrote was good, but he was slapped in the face yesterday. His father's comments were merciless!
Seeing Wu Shiheng was anxious, the fourth prince said, "Don't rush Changzhong. We are not in a hurry either."
As I said this, I looked at the comments and took note of them silently in my heart, preparing to write an article overnight when I got home!
Wu Shiheng sensed something was wrong. It was obviously His Highness who was the most anxious just now, but when he saw His Highness walking over to read the article, he also started reading. After he finished reading, he looked at Changzhong who had just changed his clothes and came out. His words were sharp and thoughtful, but more importantly, the vision in the article!
Changzhong looked down at himself, "Am I wearing something wrong?"
Wu Shiheng smiled and said, "It's okay."
In a jewelry shop in the capital, Zhao had spent a lot of time and effort on her daughter's coming-of-age ceremony. She took out her treasured gems and asked the jewelry shop to make jewelry for her. Today, she brought Yudie and others to pick up the jewelry.
Yudie looked at the jewelry and head ornaments with amazement in her eyes, and said hesitantly, "Mom, is this set of jewelry and head ornaments too expensive?"
Zhao touched the jewelry carefully and replied, "Not expensive."
Yudie knew that it was the intention of her parents and she was deeply touched. Because she was about to reach the age of 15, her mother showed her the list of dowry, and every item of the dowry represented the love of her parents.
She is the youngest daughter and was born prematurely, so her parents really favor her.
Zhao signaled the shopkeeper to pack up the jewelry, and the shopkeeper responded and stepped forward carefully.
"Wait."
Zhao turned her head in displeasure, only to see a gorgeously dressed woman approaching, staring at the headdress without blinking, "It's really beautiful."
Zhao had already recognized who it was, "Countess?"
The Countess also recognized Zhao and looked embarrassed, "It's you."
Zhao suppressed her displeasure and asked, "Madam, are you here to choose jewelry too?"
The Countess said, "Isn't this the day for the wedding scheduled with the Yong'an Duke's Mansion? I'm here to choose some jewelry for my daughter."
Zhao signaled the shopkeeper to pack up the jewelry, "Madam, take your time to look around. We have added a lot of new styles to the shop today."
The Countess couldn't help asking, "What is this headdress?"
Zhao was already impatient, "This is for my daughter, she's going to be a 15-year-old girl soon."
The countess wanted to give her daughter the best, so she asked, "I see this headdress is very novel in style. Who made it?"