The next day, Zhulan wanted to take her youngest son to a girls' college, but Changzhong went out after breakfast, "But did you say where you were going?"
Qingxue shook her head, "The young master didn't say."
Zhulan, "Forget it, go to the main room and ask Minghui to come over."
Minghui came over quickly, "Grandma, why did you think of taking me there?"
"You are the most idle one in the family."
"Obviously my dad is also very free."
Zhulan, "Your father has to go to the manor to take care of some things today. He will be back tomorrow."
Minghui really didn't know. He didn't care what his father did. He couldn't leave the Marquis' Mansion anyway. "What happened to Zhuangzi?"
"I heard from your father that the fruit trees shipped from the south have arrived, and he wants to oversee the planting."
Minghui said "oh" and showed no interest, "Grandma, shall we go out now?"
"good."
This time, Zhulan came to the college as the dean. The women's college was still one-third unfinished. Zhulan entered the gate to see the completed classrooms, then took a careful look around before leaving the college.
Zhulan wanted to intervene in the renovation before but didn’t have the power, but now she has it, so she said to Wang Wei: “Can you help me build a few greenhouses?”
Wang Wei: "We still have the budget, so it's OK."
Zhulan was excited. "After building the greenhouse, will there be any money left?"
Wang Wei asked, "What else would you like to add, Grandma?"
Zhulan took the paper and pen and drew by herself, "I need a wall to write on, and build a house on the vacant land, a big house that can be used for exhibitions."
In the future, students' works will be exhibited here, which is of great significance.
She also wants to build a library and let girls write from memory in the future. Writing each stroke of the pen has great significance.
Seeing that Wang Wei didn't say anything, Zhulan drew what she thought of, "Can you add them all?"
Wang Wei took the blueprint. Grandma didn’t ask for excessive construction. “Okay.”
Anyway, grandpa will not refuse to pay for the building grandma wants even if it exceeds the budget.
Zhulan turned her head and asked, "Where's Minghui?"
Wang Wei was also surprised, "It was here just now."
Qingxue went to look for him and came back soon, "Old lady, do you want to go over and take a look?"
Zhulan said to Wang Wei: "I'll leave this to you. I'll go back after I find Minghui."
"Grandma, I'll take you there."
"No, you're busy."
With that, Zhulan led her people away, and Qingxue led the way to find Minghui. They saw Minghui and his servants helping the brother and sister push the firewood cart. There was too much firewood on the cart and it fell into the ditch on the side of the road. The brother and sister were already sweating profusely.
Zhulan signaled to the guards to help, and when the cart was pushed up, the brother and sister hurriedly expressed their gratitude.
Minghui wiped his sweat with a pat and said with a smile: "Grandma, why are you here?"
"I'll find you back in the city when I'm done here."
The brother and sister thanked him and left. Zhulan asked, "Everyone has left, why are you still staring?"
I just asked a few questions. The brother is fifteen and the sister is thirteen. They both look good and their looks cannot be concealed even when they are wearing coarse clothes.
Minghui retracted his gaze, "The girl just now asked me about the Women's Academy, but her brother interrupted me."
Zhulan: "I think my brother is studying."
"Well, despite his young age, he is already a student."
Zhulan said, "Her brother doesn't allow her to go to the academy. You are not the type to help. Why are you helping her yourself?"
Minghui smiled and said, "Brother doesn't want his sister to earn money to support his studies, so he doesn't let his sister go to the academy. This girl is literate."
"You have inquired clearly enough. It's getting late and we should return to the city."
"I'm all for the women's college. My grandson knows there are few women students."
Zhulan felt relieved, "You are all filial."
The road back to the city was not close, Zhulan asked, "You are not young anymore, have you ever thought about what kind of wife you want to marry?"
"have not thought."
"Really? You have two older brothers who can live an easier life. What do you think of your fourth uncle?"
Minghui laughed out loud, "Can I also marry someone as wealthy as Fourth Aunt?"
"Well, since you don't have this idea, forget it. I don't care. Just tell me when you want to get engaged."
Minghui smiled and said, "Grandma, I don't want to get engaged right now."
He felt that he was still young and there was no need to rush.
As soon as the carriage stopped, Steward Ding hurried forward and said, "Madam, you are back."
"What happened?"
Steward Ding said, "The young master saved the Fourth Prince and got his foot stabbed."
Zhu Lan frowned and hurried to the courtyard, "Why did you save the Fourth Prince?"
It's impossible for him to be assassinated. The capital is as blocked as iron roads. Who would have the guts to assassinate a legitimate prince
Steward Ding replied, "I heard from the young master that it was an unexpected disaster. The antique shelf fell over and the porcelain was shattered all over the floor. The young master pulled the fourth prince out of the way and stepped on the porcelain pieces."
Zhulan raised her voice, "Is the injury serious?"
"The doctor has checked it again. It's a cut and needs to be healed for a few days."
Zhulan finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was so scared that she asked, "Why did the antique shelf fall down? It can't be related to Changzhong!"
When an antique shelf falls over, what you hear is not a sound, but silver!
Steward Ding said hurriedly: "It has nothing to do with the Fourth Prince and Young Master, so it is said to be an unprovoked disaster."
Zhulan breathed a sigh of relief. It would be too bad to have to pay compensation after getting injured.
As they were talking, they arrived at Changzhong's yard. Hearing footsteps, he stood up on one foot and said, "Mom, you're back?"
Zhulan immediately noticed her son's tightly wrapped feet and said, "Hurry up and sit down."
Changzhong sat down obediently, stretching his feet, "Mom, the imperial physician and the doctor have checked it out, it's not a big deal."
Zhulan glared, "Tell me what happened?"
Changzhong smiled apologetically and poured tea for his mother. "I had bad luck today. I ran into the daughter of the Duke of Yong'an in the antique shop. I don't know how she got into an argument with the daughter of the Luo family, and the antique shelf fell down. The Fourth Prince and I had been hiding, but we didn't expect to be implicated. The gift that the Fourth Prince chose for the Crown Prince was also broken."
After a pause, he continued, "Fortunately, the shopkeeper did not ask the Fourth Prince to pay for the money."
Otherwise the Fourth Prince would cry. He has been particularly short of money lately, and the remaining silver is only enough to choose a gift for the Crown Prince.
Zhulan was at a loss for words, "Aren't the two families engaged?"
Chang Zhong touched his nose and said, "It's not that my son eavesdropped. The young lady of the Yong'an Duke's Mansion was arrogant. She said a few hurtful words, and then she accidentally knocked over the antique shelf."
He didn't say anything, but there was a girl there too, and every word she said was to the point, and even though she wasn't that angry, she still got aroused!
Zhulan was curious, "It's the fault of the two girls, who will pay the money?"
Chang Zhong spread his hands and said, "My grandson doesn't know. At that time, my grandson was injured and the Fourth Prince rushed to take my grandson to see the doctor."
Zhulan was very curious, so she sent someone to inquire about it. Such a big thing must have spread, and the compensation would be a lot of money. If the Yong'an Mansion was not afraid, it would cost the Luo Mansion's life.
Qingxue got the news that the Yong'an Duke's Mansion had lost everything. Zhulan sighed, "There is silver."
This time, the whole capital city realized how much money the Duke of Yong'an's Mansion had. On the contrary, the Emperor must be unhappy, because the Duke of Yong'an's Mansion did not donate much every time!