At Zhou Hou Mansion, Qingxue took the painting back and asked, "Madam, would you like to open it and take a look now?"
Zhulan was excited, "Open it and read it now."
Qingxue asked the two little girls to open the scroll, which was a nine-foot-long scroll depicting a speech scene on the Zhulan Stage.
Zhulan looked at the scroll carefully. She had hired several painters at the time in order to restore the complete scene. "Okay, okay."
This is evidence, proving her existence, she must preserve it well. Reaching out and carefully touching the scroll, Zhulan's eyes turned red. It was of such historical significance.
Zhulan did not put the painting away but placed it on the table waiting for Shuren to come home.
Zhou Shuren came back from the government office. Before he even entered the house, his wife came out to greet him, "Are you waiting for me?"
Zhulan held Shuren's hand and said, "I'll show you the surprise we promised you."
Zhou Shuren shook his wife's hand back and said, "You are young, so walk slower."
"With you here, I'm not afraid of falling."
Zhou Shuren didn't say anything but held his hands tighter. He followed his wife to the table and asked, "Painting?"
"open to take a look."
Zhou Shuren was very curious. He opened the painting and his eyes widened little by little. "It is indeed a surprise."
"My idea is not bad."
"Yes, I want to leave a portrait too!"
Zhulan smiled, "Duliu, maybe we will have textbooks in the future!"
Zhou Shuren got excited after thinking about it, "Then I want to keep more portraits."
It was Zhulan's idea that the couple fell in love with portrait painting. During their meal, they also discussed inviting a few painters to their house. Well, the Zhou family was now well-off and could afford to hire multiple painters.
After dinner, Zhou Shuren looked at the painting again before letting it be put away. He fanned himself with a fan and said, "It's not the right time this year yet, and the temperature is a little unusual."
It’s a bit hot today. I dare not look up at the sun when I go out because it makes me dizzy and uncomfortable.
Zhulan: "Is there going to be any natural disaster?"
Alas, humans are too insignificant in the face of natural disasters. Modern technology has solutions to some droughts and floods, but it was miserable in ancient times. She has been in ancient times for so many years, but she is still afraid to hear about natural disasters, which are full of corpses.
Zhou Shuren, "I don't know either."
The couple looked at each other, worry in their eyes.
The next day, Zhulan was going to the academy. She unexpectedly saw Minghui when she got on the carriage. "You want to go with us?"
Minghui, "My grandson is worried about you."
Zhu Lan didn't believe it. She was really worried about why she didn't follow him before. "Don't you have any other purpose?"
Minghui spread out his hands, "Really not."
Zhulan: "Hehe."
Minghui, “!!”
The carriage arrived at the academy, and classes had already started. Zhulan walked around each classroom. The children were all very serious. Her eyes fell on the children's clothes. They all came from wealthy families. Their clothes had no patches, and the children only had hair bands in their hair. This was her requirement, that they should not wear jewelry to school.
After seeing the children, Zhulan went back to the office to look through the list of female orphans. There were not many who were over the age of marriageable. The academy kept a few of them, and the rest were still in internship. Only those who were over the age of marriageable could go to the grassland to teach.
There was a knock on the door and the female officer walked in, "Dean, there is a girl who wants to teach."
Zhulan became interested, "How old?"
Female officer: "Fourteen years old."
Zhulan became more interested, not wanting to come to school, but to teach, and was bold enough to "invite someone in."
The female official smiled and said, "Yes."
When she saw the girl, Zhulan thought she looked familiar, and then she remembered, "It turned out to be you."
The brother and sister were confused afterwards. Didn’t the sister want to come to study? Why did she come to apply for a job
The girl was a little nervous. "Yes, I am a little girl. You can test me. I have read a lot of books."
Zhulan stared at the girl. The academy had no shortage of teachers, and there were many female orphans. The girl in front of her was very brave. "I heard that you wanted to study in the academy."
The girl looked at Master Zhou, this guy actually said everything!
Zhulan narrowed her eyes. Why did she feel that the girl's application for the job a few days ago was related to her grandson
The girl took a deep breath and said, "I do want to learn skills so that I can make money with my craft in the future, but I also care about my brother's opinion. If my brother studies, I will also study. After years of study, I feel that I am not bad, so I came here with courage."
Zhulan heard a lot of information. The brother and sister should depend on each other. The brother values his sister very much, and the sister also wants to help him. "What's your name?"
The girl gently squeezed her palms to encourage herself, and said, "My name is Shao Ting, I'm fourteen this year, and I live in Xiaoliu Village. I have an older brother."
Zhulan thought that the brothers and sisters really depended on each other, "The academy is not short of female teachers."
Seeing the girl's gloomy expression, he added: "However, I can give you a chance. If you can complete the task I assign to you within a month, I will keep you. This month's salary is 500 coins."
Shao Ting, "I will never let the dean down."
Zhulan has a good impression of Shao Ting. As the first person who dared to recommend herself, she is willing to give her a chance.
After the girl left with the female official, Zhulan turned her head to look at her grandson, "Tell me, what happened?"
Minghui touched his nose and said, "On the first day of school, my grandson saw the brother and sister. They were also watching, so I said something. I saw Miss Shao again in the capital a few days ago. My grandson didn't say anything, but said that he could give it a try."
Zhulan snorted. Her own children understood her temper, so Minghui dared to suggest that his grandson came today for Miss Shao. "You are really kind-hearted."
Minghui hurriedly explained, "My grandson just admires the siblings and thinks they are good."
Otherwise, he would not say anything. He would not bother to even look at people with bad character. The Shao brothers and sisters were more likable to him.
Seeing that it was getting late, Zhulan took her grandson back to Beijing. When it was almost noon and the weather was hot, Zhulan said, "You don't need to fan me. You look so hot."
Minghui, "Today is hotter than yesterday. The temperature is abnormal."
Zhulan sighed, "I hope this is just a few days of anomalies."
Not long after returning home, Rongchuan came and Zhulan handed him the letter, "Take a look."
After reading the letter, Rongchuan said, "It's not easy for ethnic groups to integrate. Wu Ming's proposal should be supported. Mingyun sent the letter back first to communicate. Wu Ming's memorial should be on the way to Beijing."
Zhulan: "Yeah."
Rongchuan smiled and said, "Ask who is willing to go and see if there are any volunteers. I will help them get some benefits."
"Okay, I'll leave it to you."
Rong Chuan added: "Mother, the temperature has been hot recently, you can just send someone to the academy, you don't have to go there in person."
He was afraid that the old lady would get heatstroke due to her age!
Zhu Lan didn't respond. "I still have to go in person. I'm the dean and there are so many people watching over me!"
Rongchuan, "Then you should pay more attention to rest."
"Okay, don't worry about me. Your father and I cherish our lives."
Now that she has a career, she is reluctant to die and even more unwilling to die.
Rongchuan sat for a while and then left. Zhulan rubbed her forehead, which suddenly felt hot and uncomfortable. She got up and went back to the room to lie down for a while.
When Zhulan woke up, Li came in a hurry, "Mom."