Mingrui looked at the two people who were talking about something with their heads touching, and said, "Yeah."
Ning Zhao was a little envious. He had no friends. He was the eldest grandson. The situation of the Ningguo Mansion was special. All the people he knew were relatives. However, he was not close to his cousins because they were too flattering to him.
In Mingrui's mind, Ning Zhao was a good and motivated child. He pulled Ning Zhao aside and said, "Don't get involved. These two people together will be a disaster."
Ning Zhao uttered an "oh" and sat sullenly on the chair, staring at the book, muttering to himself that he was the eldest grandson and he had responsibilities. The envy in his eyes disappeared and he opened the book to review his lessons.
At the farm in the south of Beijing, Zhulan got off the carriage and looked at the fields and orchards in the distance. She felt happy and asked, "Shall we go for a walk around?"
Zhou Shuren put his hands behind his back and said, "Okay."
Zhulan signaled to the maids that they didn't need to follow her. It was a rare moment for the two of them to have a moment together, so just following Jinyan was enough.
There is a stream in front of the village. It has rained a lot in the past few days, so there is a lot of water in the stream. Listening to the sound of the stream flowing, Zhulan said with emotion: "The scenery here is really nice. Look, there are maple trees on the mountain, and the maple leaves are all red."
Zhou Shuren smiled cheerfully. When he was in the capital, he was worried that he would make a wrong move and then be doomed. But when he looked at the beautiful scenery in Zhuangzi, he felt much more relaxed. "How about we go hiking tomorrow morning?"
Zhulan: "Okay."
Zhou Shuren was thinking about the barbecue, "Outdoor barbecue in the afternoon, hot spring bath in the evening, this is life."
Zhulan smiled and said, "It's great to have a rest. I hope you can retire soon so we can live like this every day."
Jinyan heard this and thought to himself that the mistress' wish could not be fulfilled. Considering the importance the prince attaches to you, it would be difficult for you to retire.
Zhou Shuren held Zhulan's hand and didn't respond to his wife's words, because he knew it was impossible. "Let's go for a walk in front."
Zhulan looked at the rice fields in front of her and said, "Okay."
Inside the manor, Li looked at the courtyard where the eldest son lived. "The manor is really big and the building is really elegant."
Li knew clearly that this was the Zhou family's farm, not her sister-in-law's dowry farm, so she observed it very carefully.
Yu Lu's eyes were full of smiles, "Mom, do you understand elegance now?"
Li, "I, your mother, have been the first wife for so many years, so I know a little bit."
Yu Lu took her mother's hand and said, "Mom, let's go to the garden. I heard there is a nice lotus pond there."
Li looked at the maid and the old woman packing the luggage, and felt emotional. She rarely did anything herself. "Okay, let's go for a walk."
From the second house, Zhao was also wandering around the garden with her two daughters, and soon met the eldest sister-in-law.
In the fourth room, Su Xuan touched the material and said, "As expected, this is the manor where the prince once lived. This material is hard to find."
Chang Zhi, "I don't have my father's ability, but I will work hard to earn a farm for the fourth branch in the future."
"But I remembered it."
"Um."
At noon, after a simple lunch, Zhulan asked the cook to prepare barbecued meat and some vegetables.
In the afternoon, Zhou Shuren took Changzhi to go fishing, while Zhulan took his daughter-in-law and granddaughter to choose a place.
Just as the charcoal fire was lit, Steward Ding arrived at the manor. Zhulan had just said to Shuren today, "You've worked hard on the journey."
After hearing what the mistress said, Steward Ding felt that the hard work was worth it, and took out the box from his arms, "Here is the money from the sale of the shop."
Zhulan took the box and opened it. It was full of banknotes with detailed information on them.
Steward Ding said, "Mr. Wu helped sell these shops. The price is a little higher than the market price. The total is 17,300 taels."
Zhulan was beaming with joy. She had sold most of the shop that she had bought for ten thousand taels, and had made a profit of seven thousand taels. She still had some left over from the shop, and after doing the math she realized that she had made a lot of money this time.
Zhulan remembered that the eldest wife also sold the shop, "How much silver did the eldest wife get from the sale?"
Steward Ding said, "It was sold for seven thousand five hundred taels."
Zhulan calculated in her mind that the eldest wife had also made a lot of money. "You have worked hard on this journey and rushed to the manor. Go down and rest first."
Steward Ding handed the silver to the mistress, feeling relieved. God knew how scared he was when he returned with the silver. Even with a servant who had good martial arts following him, he still felt uneasy. He didn't eat or sleep well during the journey, and only relied on his spirit to keep going.
Zhulan called Li and handed her the money from the first house. "Butler Ding is back. This is the money for buying the shop. Keep it."
Li took the banknote, her hands were shaking. This was the first time she had received so much money. "Mom, I must give Steward Ding a big red envelope."
Zhulan smiled and said, "Please keep these banknotes."
"My daughter-in-law must keep it well, mother. I will go back first."
She wanted to go back and count the silver bills. It would definitely feel comfortable to count so many of them.
Zhulan laughed, "Go ahead."
After Zhulan collected the banknotes, she returned to the pavilion in a very good mood. She liked autumn the most because it was the harvest season. Thinking of the three farms in the capital, the grain from the farms would bring in another income in a few days.
Now that they have land and farms in the capital, the Zhou family no longer needs to send grain from their hometown. In the future, they only need to send silver every year.
Zhulan thought of the Li family and her grandson Jiang Du. She calculated the day and decided that she should set off for Beijing, but she didn't know where she was.
The Li family's motorcade has already set off. Jiang Du has no idea that his grandmother is thinking about him. He is reading a book attentively.
Li's eldest brother said, "You have been watching all the way, take a break."
Jiang Du raised his head and said, "Uncle, I know what's going on. I'll be fine in a while."
Boss Li thought to himself, this problem is really enviable. The Li family has no talent for studying and feels sleepy when reading. He gets a headache when looking at the book, but when he looks at the child in front of him, he wishes he could read while eating and sleeping.
Jiang Du appeared calm on the outside, but he was panicking on the inside. He admired his grandfather to begin with, and his fourth uncle came back and said a lot about his grandfather. He was afraid that he was not good enough and would disappoint his grandfather, so he read books every minute, hoping that he could satisfy his grandfather when he took the teaching exam.
In the capital, Zhuangzi, Zhou Shuren grilled the skewers himself. He was a bit unfamiliar with them at first, and burned a lot of them. Then he slowly got his feel back and put the grilled ones in front of his wife, "Try them."
Zhulan picked up the skewer of meat, which smelled delicious. She took it and took a bite, "Mm, it's delicious. It's good, Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Shuren was particularly satisfied when he saw his wife eating so deliciously. "If you like it, eat more."
Zhulan didn't dare to eat too much, fearing that her stomach would feel uncomfortable at night. "You haven't recovered from your illness yet, so eat less."
Zhou Shuren, "I'm in a good mood now, and all my illnesses are gone."
Zhulan began to worry about her son, "I don't know if Changzhong will listen to me."
"It will be here in a few days."
Zhulan thought so too and stopped worrying about it. She watched Zhou Shuren not eat too much.
Butler Ding came over after resting, "Master, the Third Master sent someone to deliver a letter. This is a letter from the Third Master."
Zhou Shuren wiped his hands. If it wasn’t a big deal, Chang Lian wouldn’t have written to him.