Zhou Shuren thought it was something else. He was also optimistic about Lord Wang and would give face to those who did not abide by his bottom line. But he would not accept an apprentice, not only because it was troublesome, but also because he had to use his hard-earned free time to educate Changzhi and his grandson.
It is not possible to pass the blame to Chang Lian at the moment. It is unknown when Chang Lian will be able to take the blame. In the final analysis, he has to take the blame himself. In order to make life better for himself and Chang Lian, he has to take responsibility for Chang Zhi's mistakes.
As for the grandson, he is the foundation of the Zhou family. Although Mingyun won’t teach him hand-in-hand, he will still take time to teach him.
Since having a son, many issues are no longer about inheritance responsibilities.
So no matter how good He Shu is, he won't be tempted. For now, Wu Ming, the big boss, has not made a name for himself yet, and he has gained enough favor with Shi Qing, the knife. With the addition of Yao Zheyu, he really doesn't need to recruit any more talents for himself.
He Shu felt lost. Lord Zhou was the adult whom he heard Uncle Wang mention the most. He was very envious of the admiration in his uncle's tone. However, he quickly adjusted his mindset, thinking that if I lose it, it's my fate; if I gain it, it's my luck.
Although Zhou Shuren and Wang Ju were chatting, they still kept their eyes on He Shu. They were satisfied with the change on the boy's face.
In Zhoujia Village, Rongchuan got up and lunch was ready. He washed his face and went out. His brother-in-law and Jiang Du were both back.
After Rongchuan sat down, he apologized, "I was a little tired from traveling last night and fell asleep. I was not able to wait for my brother-in-law. It's Rongchuan's fault."
Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "This is my home, Rongchuan, you don't need to be polite."
Jiang Sheng felt a little dazed. It had only been half a year since they last saw each other, and Rong Chuan had changed a lot. His every move showed his nobleness. How could he be a husband raised as a child? He was a young master from an aristocratic family.
Xuemei curled her eyes. Rongchuan was her mother's family member. She was happy that someone from her mother's family had come, especially when she was pregnant. "Don't just talk. Eat your food."
Rongchuan was indeed hungry, seeing that the food was from a restaurant.
Jiang Sheng followed his gaze and said with a smile, "You know your sister's cooking skills, so go to the restaurant and order some wine and food."
Rongchuan thought of his aunt's cooking skills. Now that his aunt no longer went to the kitchen, she might have lost her skill in making soup. "Sister Xuemei, Xia Mo and Liu San are both good cooks. Let's leave it to them these days."
Xuemei felt embarrassed. There were no servants at home, and her mother-in-law had been cooking these days. She was just helping out, and she didn't force herself to do it. "Sorry for the trouble."
After dinner, Rongchuan watched Sister Xuemei's parents-in-law go back to the house. He was deeply impressed by Sister Xuemei's parents-in-law. Now it seems that Sister Xuemei and her parents-in-law get along well. He can go back and tell his aunt about it, so that his aunt can rest assured.
Jiang Sheng said, "This is my home, please don't be polite if you have anything to say."
As for helping with studies, he didn't ask for it. As a son-in-law, Rongchuan was the son of the Zhou family, and his father-in-law was Mr. Meng, a scholar in the academy, and he couldn't get close to any of them.
Rongchuan smiled, "Yeah."
Rongchuan had a nap in the morning and was in good spirits. "Brother-in-law, I want to go to the clan school."
Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "Okay, come with me later."
A quarter of an hour later, Rong Chuan, wrapped in a cloak, held Jiang Du's hand and walked on the familiar street. "I don't know if it's an illusion, but why do I feel like there are more people in Zhoujia Village?"
Jiang Sheng curled his lips, "There are two reasons. The first is my father-in-law. No one in Zhoujia Village dared to cause trouble, so some people moved to Zhoujia Village. The second reason is the clan school in Zhoujia Village. We should also thank my father-in-law. My father-in-law sent back a lot of books. In addition, the income from dozens of acres of land every year can pay the teachers. The clan school hired two more teachers. Many families in nearby towns and villages sent their children to the clan school, and some children from the county were sent here. All of these are to get involved with the Zhou family. When we meet my father-in-law in the future, at least we can have some conversations."
The amount of gifts he receives every quarter is very considerable. Even if someone doesn't want them, he can find various reasons to give them to them.
Rong Chuan laughed softly, "This is nothing, the academy in Jinzhou is bustling."
His transformation as a son-in-law, from being despised to being ignored and then to fawning over his uncle, was all because of his uncle. People are just so realistic.
Jiang Sheng looked at Rongchuan and thought he couldn't compare with him. However, he didn't compare with him either. He was a contented person and he really liked teaching and educating people. The clan school was the most suitable place for him.
At the Zhou clan school, Rong Chuan saw the Zhou clan leader and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, "Hello, clan leader."
Chief Zhou smiled and said, "I heard that you were back, so I wondered if I would see you at the clan school, and I actually did."
Rong Chuan smiled and said, "I was planning to go and see him tomorrow."
The Zhou clan leader sighed. The skinny boy back then has now become a nobleman. He wondered vaguely what Zhou Shuren has become. Fortunately, Zhou Shuren has always been thinking about the Zhou clan. "Let's go in and sit down."
Rongchuan respected Clan Leader Zhou from the bottom of his heart, "Yes."
In the evening, at Zhou's residence, Zhulan heard Zhou Shuren talking about He Shu and what happened a year ago. "It seems that this kid doesn't even know who he helped back then."
Zhou Shuren, "There is such a thing? Why have I never heard you mention it before?"
Zhulan, "It's not a big deal, I didn't mention it at the time."
Zhou Shuren smiled and said, "So, He Shu and we do have some fate."
"Even if we were destined to be together, you wouldn't have accepted me as your disciple."
Zhou Shuren kissed his son's little face, "Indeed, although I refused, I think Wang Ju will accept it."
Zhu Lan thought of Su Xuan's words, "Tao has complained a lot, and Lord Wang is eager to pass on the blame."
Zhou Shuren snorted, "I don't think it's going to work. Wang Ju is too enthusiastic. Lord Wang asked Wang Ju to invite me for He Shu, which shows that he values He Shu very much. Lord Wang will not agree."
In the capital, the prince had not yet gone back to rest. There were many things to do at the beginning of the year. When they were all dealt with, the prince's neck was stiff. He stood up and rubbed his neck before saying, "Father, it has been dealt with."
After saying that, the prince looked at his father who was eating fruit and reading a book, and fell silent. He was happy that his father left most of the things to him, but his father shouldn't be so obviously leisurely!
The emperor wiped his hands and said, "It's getting late, you should go back too."
Prince: “… Yes.”
It seems that I go back later and later recently. I haven't been to the backyard for a long time since the beginning of the year. I don't even have much chance to spend time with the Crown Princess. My father still wants a granddaughter, so I'll have to wait.
The emperor picked up the book and suddenly said, "Is Lao Wu feeling better now?"
The prince stopped and said, "Yes, it's done."
After staying at home for some time, the New Year is coming and spring is approaching. Lao Wu has also gone out and even went to Yao Hou Mansion yesterday.
The emperor didn't even raise his head, "You are the eldest brother and the crown prince, you should pay more attention to your unmarried brother."
The prince said dimly, "Indeed, Old Five has grown one year older."
The emperor looked up at his eldest son standing at the door. He really looked like him back then. "Yeah."