Rong Chuan was originally immersed in the knowledge he gained, but now he felt like a thorn in his side, "Thank you, Lord."
Zhang Jingyang retracted his gaze and quickly picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks, scooping out a small half of the fish meat and putting it in the bowl before turning his gaze to Lord Ning. This attitude was totally wrong.
Don't think that Lord Ning is kind to everyone, that's just a mask. Lord Ning is sincere to his nephew, the Crown Prince, but he firmly places himself in the position of a subject. However, Zhang Rongchuan was a little frightened by his kindness to him. Did he feel the father's love in a trance
Ning Xu saw Rong Chuan looking at him with doubt, and his voice softened, "Don't look at me, eat more."
Zhang Jinghong came back to his senses and saw that there were only a few pieces of meat on the plate, so he took away half of it. He no longer wondered why Lord Ning was so nice to Zhang Rongchuan. He would rather eat more. This opportunity was rare. He had not been to the restaurant for a long time since he knew his life experience. He did not take money seriously before, but it was not easy to save money now!
During the meal, Ning Xu picked up a lot of food for Rongchuan. He didn't need to be shy about it. He would recognize Rongchuan sooner or later, so it was better to lay the groundwork in advance.
After returning to Zhou's house, Chang Lian did not rush back to his room. Instead, he and Rong Chuan walked around the garden, "Marquis Ning is too kind to you."
Rongchuan was silent. The third brother's words were implicit. This was not too good, it was too good, as if he was treating his son. Rongchuan was frightened by this idea.
Chang Lian turned his head to look at Rong Chuan who had stopped walking, "What's wrong?"
Rong Chuan shook his head. He couldn't have this thought, lest he be disappointed. "We'll know when the time comes. Third brother, I've drunk a little too much. I want to go back and rest."
Chang Lian exclaimed, watched Rongchuan leave, and then touched his chin. Could it be that Rongchuan was Lord Ning's child
The next day in Jinzhou, Zhou Laoer had breakfast in the main courtyard. After his parents had finished eating, he said, "Dad, I am leaving for Lizhou today. Do you have anything else to tell me?"
Zhou Shuren put down the handkerchief he was using to wipe his mouth, "On your way to Lizhou, pay attention to the weather conditions in other states, and write a letter every time you arrive in a state."
Zhou Laoer made a note, "Son, be sure to pay more attention to the weather."
Seeing that Zhou Shuren had nothing else to say, Zhulan said, "Remember to rest more on the way, don't rush on the road, and take good care of yourself when you go out."
Zhou Laoer felt warm in his heart. In the past, when he went out, he would not take the initiative to come to the main courtyard to accompany his parents for a meal before leaving. Today was the first time, and he felt particularly good. "Mom, son will remember this."
Zhulan stood up and handed the prepared letter and gift box to Changyi, "The two small boxes on top are for your eldest aunt and second aunt, and the box on the bottom is for Wuchun's daughter. Your eldest aunt wrote to say that the little girl's hair has grown long enough to wear jewelry, so I picked out some jewelry. You can give it to your eldest aunt when you get there."
Zhou Laoer smiled and said, "The Yang family has few daughters, and they are all precious."
Zhulan also smiled, "Yes."
Wuchun's daughter was born when the Zhou family left Lizhou. She was born a year later. The little girl is three years old now and knows how to wear jewelry.
Zhou Shuren went to the yamen, and Zhulan personally saw Zhou Laoer off. Although they were traveling light, there were several horse-drawn carriages, which were mainly filled with food that Zhulan brought back for her mother's family and were rarely found in Lizhou.
Zhulan sighed quietly. Ever since her parents passed away, the letters had not been as frequent as when her parents were alive. Usually they would only receive one during a festival, or she would send one letter in response to one.
Zhao supported her mother-in-law and said, "Mom, it's hot, let's go back."
"good."
Zhao's brows relaxed and a smile appeared on her lips. Ever since her husband changed, she found that her life had become more fulfilling and her son and daughter smiled more often. Life was really good now.
Back in the main courtyard, Zhulan picked up the cloth and continued making clothes. She wanted to make a few short jackets for her son so that he could wear them when sleeping at night so that he would be more comfortable at night.
Zhao didn't rush to leave, but reached out to help divide the lines.
Zhulan took a look and knew that Zhao just wanted to accompany her and didn't stay for any reason.
Zhao took the needle and said, "Mom, let me thread the needle for you!"
"good."
Zhao dressed quickly. Zhulan smiled and said, "Young people still have better eyesight. I am old now and my eyesight is not as good as before."
Zhao said, "Mom, you are not old."
Zhulan took the needle and said, "You have to take good care of your eyes and do less needlework in the future. You will understand when you are old."
Zhulan tried to protect her eyes, but the dim light from the candle still hurt her eyes.
Zhao smiled and said, "Mother, I don't embroider big pieces now."
"It's good that you know the situation. By the way, Mingrui told you about the Ma family."
Zhao nodded, "I said it."
"You are here today, so I will tell you the truth. There is no rush for Yushuang's marriage. I will carefully select the right person for her. Marriage is a lifelong event. It is not easy for a woman to have a good life. You and I are both women. Marrying is like being reborn. A good in-law will bring you happiness for the rest of your life. Yushuang should be careful."
Zhao thought about the days she had spent in Zhou's house. She felt ashamed for the thoughts she had in the past. "Mother, daughter-in-law."
"Changzhong said he wanted a pony on his clothes, so I embroidered one for him. There's a lot of thread, can you help me pick it out?"
Zhao understood that her mother-in-law didn't want to continue the conversation, meaning that the past was in the past and they should look forward to the future!
In the afternoon, the emperor and Ning Xu were playing chess in the pavilion of the Imperial Garden. The emperor was about to lose when he suddenly asked, "I heard that you took Rongchuan to a fish feast yesterday? And you kept picking food for Rongchuan?"
Ning Xu knew that the emperor must have summoned him for this matter. He felt sour. Although he felt very happy, he did not dare to show it. "I am just laying the groundwork and waiting for the opportunity."
The emperor hummed, "It's your turn."
Ning Xu looked at the chessboard. He didn't dare to win. "I'm ready."
The emperor looked at the chessboard that came alive again and snorted in his heart. He wanted to win the favor of his son by trying to gain his favor. He was dreaming!
Ning Xu felt helpless when he saw that the emperor was ruthless. He felt that the emperor would bully him often in the future!
In Jinzhou, Zhou Shuren arrived at the government office. Old Master Wang had already drunk a lot of herbal tea. Zhou Shuren frowned and said, "Can your stomach handle drinking so much herbal tea so early in the morning?"
Wang Ju was not in high spirits. "Who made the weather so hot? It hasn't been this hot in years. The last rain didn't bring down the temperature."
Zhou Shuren looked at Wang Ju. He was not too hot at first, but now he felt hot, too. "Go and do your thing."
Wang Ju didn't want to move. Lord Zhou's room was relatively cool. "Sir, if it doesn't rain, you'll have to postpone your trip to Beijing."
Zhou Shuren was silent. In fact, there was no movement in the capital, so he knew it was related to the weather. The emperor was afraid of a drought in Jinzhou!
Zhou Shuren, "I think it will rain in two days."
He went there not only to go to Beijing, but also because he didn't want a drought. He had the memories of his original body, and the drought was too horrible. He had never experienced it, and didn't want to experience it!