Mingrui heard this, and his depressed mood improved. Grandma didn't reply, so she must have written it to Grandpa. He was also very depressed. He got a slap in the face, and he gritted his teeth. Grandpa pretended that he couldn't see it, and Grandma was still the same. The most powerful, "Grandpa."
Zhou Shuren asked, "What do you think is the difference between you and Ming Teng?"
Mingrui was stunned. He was smarter than Brother Mingteng. This was a difference, "My grandson endorsed faster than Brother Mingteng."
Zhou Shuren continued to ask encouragingly, "Is there any more?"
Mingrui lowered his head and racked his brains, "My grandson has money for his brother?"
Ming Teng, "......"
Zhou Shuren didn't agree with Zhou Laoer's method of listening to me right from the beginning, watching Mingrui learn, and beating him if he didn't obey. Even if the child is young, the growing environment has changed now, and the child knows a lot, "Nothing else." ?”
Ming Teng really couldn't think of anything anymore and shook his head.
Zhou Shuren asked Ming Teng, "Grandpa asked you, what do you think are the differences between you and Mingrui?"
Ming Teng couldn't understand what Min Rui had said. He blinked and looked at his father and second uncle. He saw Ming Hui having fun in his grandfather's arms and realized, "My grandson has more older brothers and younger brothers than Min Rui."
Zhou Shuren smiled, "That's right, but stop talking. Your brother is the eldest grandson of the Zhou family, and your father is the eldest son of the Zhou family."
Mingrui was not stupid. He had all kinds of classmates in the academy, the legitimate son and the concubine, the eldest brother and the second brother. In other words, there was no fight between the houses in the Zhou Mansion. He had never thought about this. Grandpa wanted to tell him that he and his brother Ming Teng The difference is that no matter how troublesome Brother Mingteng is, Brother Mingyun is there to support him, and Minghui is at the bottom.
He can't do it. He is the only one in the second family. Both his father and uncle are white. Now he relies on his grandfather. Whether the Zhou family is divided or not depends on his grandfather. Once the Zhou family is separated, the gap between him and Ming Teng's brother will become wider and wider. I'm sorry. He squeezed his palms, it turned out that this was the reason why his father was so strict with him.
Zhou Shuren asked, "Do you understand?"
Mingrui was taught a lesson, but at the same time he was troubled. His father forced him to study when he came up, so couldn't he explain more? Okay, even if you explain more, he won't listen, "My grandson understands."
Zhou Shuren hummed, then looked at Zhou Laoer again, "You must understand by destroying a young man's talent and making it grow stronger. Do you need me to say more about the rest?"
Zhou Laoer knew something was wrong when he heard his father calling him Mingrui. He knew that he couldn't hide it from his father when he hit Mingrui. He thought that his father didn't care because he approved of it, and his eldest brother also hit Mingteng. But now it seems that is not the case at all. "My son understands." ”
Zhou Shuren didn't want to say any more. Zhou Laoer was already a few years old and knew everything. There was nothing wrong with being strong. Only when everyone is under pressure can they make progress, but he didn't like the pace to be too big. Just moderate.
Boss Zhou looked at his second brother, he was really not strict with Ming Teng, and the beating was just his son's nonsense. After all, he had the confidence of his outstanding son Ming Yun, so it was understandable that the younger brother only had one Miao Miao and was anxious.
Boss Zhou looked at his father, who taught Minghui how to write, and saw that his father had become easy-going towards them. He also saw that his father's hair had turned gray, and he felt sad.
In the capital, the second prince's house got a list of all the people in the inn who were rushing to take the exam, and the investigation was very clear. There were two good families in this inn, but they were only in the local area, so I really didn't think there was anything to pay attention to.
Zhang Jingyang asked, "Have you checked carefully?"
"Your Highness, you must investigate carefully."
The second prince felt that it was not simple, but Lao Wu's people had already withdrawn. Could it be that he was deliberately confusing them? It shouldn’t be!
In the Fifth Prince's Mansion, Zhang Jinghong felt uneasy. This kind of inner torment was the most tormenting. His brothers must have gone to investigate. He didn't know what they found. He knew that he had trapped himself. Ever since he knew that he was a fake, he He trapped himself, unable to advance or retreat, and his hands were tied.
Zhang Jinghong stood up abruptly and said, "This prince wants to enter the palace."
He can't sit still and wait for death. At least, his father has long discovered that he is a fake, but keeping him means that he is useful. If he can't figure it out, then he won't guess. He just looks for a way out.
In the main hall, the prince did not leave. Looking at Zhang Jinghong kneeling on the ground, he realized that he was wise.
Your Majesty, "Why are you entering the palace so late?"
Zhang Jinghong lowered his head, "Your Majesty, as long as you give your orders, I will go through fire and water."
The palace was extremely quiet, and the emperor raised his eyebrows, "Looking for a way out?"
Zhang Jinghong, "Yes, I used to be in my position and didn't know my background. Now I'm terrified. I don't ask for forgiveness, I just ask for atonement."
The prince lowered his eyes. Zhang Jinghong did not admit his mistake, but he named him by name and did not know his background. This was to say that it was normal for the prince to have ambitions, and it was impossible to refute him. Ha, he had indeed corrected his identity and understood everything.
The emperor looked at Zhang Jinghong playfully. This chess piece, which only occupied a place and had some use value, now had some meaning. "You can go back."
Zhang Jinghong withdrew from the palace, and it was much easier to mention it once. The emperor didn't reply, so he had considered it, and he was still sure of this.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it is the second half of the first month, and the exam is due every two days.
Zhulan also sorted out the information about Deng Xiucai's investigation, classified them all, and sent them back to Zhou Shuren.
Zhulan sat in the house, warming up the brazier, and asked the girl to lift the door curtain, "It's snowing as expected. The students rushing to take the exam this year will suffer again."
Mrs. Song, "I have prepared some extra water bags. I can warm them by boiling hot water and filling them with water."
Zhulan was worried, she just hoped that the weather would be warmer in two days.
In the Jinzhou government office, Zhou Shuren stood outside the house, looking up at the sky, "It's been snowing for a while."
Lord Wang said: "Yes."
Zhou Shuren heard the reply and saw the account book in Mr. Wang's hand, "Has it been checked?"
Mr. Wang, "Yes, I checked it clearly."
Zhou Shuren took it and turned back to the house. Mr. Wang did not follow him. He knew that Mr. Zhou was upset. Now he was looking at the exam. Young Master Zhou was recovering from his illness. It was snowing again. He didn’t know whether Young Master Zhou could persist. Come down.
Zhou Shuren is really not a dim sum Changlian, he is just missing it. I think back then, the weather was bad when he took the exam!
Zhou Shuren looked through the account books. This is the calculated data. The state and city planning requires money, which is a bit too much!
The snow stopped in the afternoon and the weather got colder. Fortunately, the temperature warmed up a bit the next day.
She arrived early on the day of the exam and Zhulan had to deliver it in person. Before leaving, Zhulan checked the supplies she brought several times to make sure they were fine, and then she felt relieved.
Chang Zhong also wanted to follow, pouting unhappily, "Mom promised to take me to play, but she never fulfilled her promise."
Zhulan pinched her son's cheek and said, "You remember it clearly."
Chang Zhong kept thinking, "Mom, my son is going too."
Zhulan relented, "Okay, okay."
When they arrived at the place, Zhulan smiled, it looked really familiar, but this time she was sending her son and future son-in-law off, and told them, "Take care of yourself."
Just as Chang Lian was about to reply, someone called him from behind. Chang Lian turned around and said, "Shen Juren."