In the afternoon, Zhulan was embroidering a handkerchief when she heard Mingteng's voice even before he entered the room. She almost pricked her hand, "You are so startled. You are never honest."
Ming Teng laughed and sat down next to his grandmother. "Grandma, I got some great news and I'm eager to share it with you!"
Zhulan took the needle and thread beside Mingteng to prevent the hyperactive boy from pricking himself, and tapped Mingteng's forehead, "Then grandma must hear the news."
Ming Teng was still quite excited. "Ran Xun's second uncle will go to Beijing to take up a post next year, so my future sister-in-law will return to Beijing in advance in a few days. Grandma, is this great news?"
Zhu Lan laughed, "This is really great news, Ran Wan is going to Beijing!"
Ming Teng calculated his eldest brother's age and said, "In a few years, my eldest brother will be old enough to get married. Who knows, in a few years, I will be an uncle."
"Yeah, time flies by so fast. You were a fat baby back then, but now you are getting engaged."
Ming Teng was very happy that his future sister-in-law was coming to Beijing. He hoped that his elder brother could change his face more often. Now that his grandmother mentioned him, his face turned red and he jumped up all of a sudden, "Grandma, the teacher left a lot of homework, I'll go back first."
Zhulan grabbed Mingteng's clothes and said, "Don't leave in a hurry. Come, grandma wants to tell you something."
Ming Teng didn't dare to move. He was very strong. He was the strongest in the family and his strength had increased a lot in the past two years. He was really afraid that his grandmother would be hurt during the struggle. Not to mention his grandfather, even his parents would beat him to death.
Ming Teng regretted coming to report the news, "Grandma, what do you want from your grandson?"
Zhulan let go of her hand, motioned Mingteng to turn around, and said, "It's not a big deal, it's just that you are going to get engaged, and you can't mess around after the engagement. Grandma knows that you and Ran Xun are good friends, but grandma wants to remind you that the rules of our family were set by your grandfather, so don't have any evil intentions!"
Ming Teng's face turned into a monkey's butt, "Grandma, my grandson has no bad intentions."
Although Ran Xun had told him many times that he must marry more beauties in the future, he scolded Ran Xun every time. Well, ahem, he really didn't dare to do it!
Zhulan was satisfied and waved her hand, "Okay, just remember it."
Ming Teng ran away, fearing that his grandma would have something to say!
Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren is ready to go home. He doesn't plan to work overtime in the future. He originally planned to finish it early so that he could stay in the Ministry of Revenue for two days, but the emperor pushed him out to take the blame. Haha, he will go home on time in the future.
What a coincidence, Zhou Shuren and Shangshu met at the door of the Ministry of Revenue. Xiao Qing was surprised, "You're going home so early!"
Zhou Shuren: "... Well, are you coming home too?"
Xiao Qing touched his nose somewhat guiltily. Since returning from vacation, he has been leaving on time every day, even asking for leave from the morning court from time to time. He looked away, "Ah, go home."
Zhou Shuren smiled and said, "Please, sir."
Xiao Qing let out a cry and quickly got on the carriage. He didn't look old at all and his legs and feet were very nimble.
Zhou Shuren watched the carriage leave. He thought that he could give Zhang Yang more work tomorrow. Since it was in his hands, he might as well use it. He missed Wang Ju every day.
Zhang Yang was shivering in the carriage. He couldn't help but pull open the curtain and look at the sky. Hmm, it was going to snow.
The next day, Zhang Yang was a little stunned when he looked at the two piles of account books on the table. Then he reacted and asked, "So many?"
The doctor who was moving the account book laughed dryly, "This is what the Minister asked me to bring. If Your Highness has any questions, the Minister said you can ask him directly."
Zhang Yang didn't want to face Zhou Shuren, "Is this today's quantity?"
The doctor nodded, "Yes, they are all for today. The Minister said that he wants them this afternoon, so Your Highness must calculate them all when you leave the government office."
Zhang Yang felt that Zhou Shuren was bullying him. How could he possibly calculate so many things? He slammed the table and walked out.
The doctor glanced at the account book on the table. In fact, there were not many accounts. He had more work to do than this. As for the Fifth Prince and Lord Zhou, he bet on Lord Zhou to win and went out leisurely.
When Zhou Shuren saw Zhang Yang coming to him, he raised his head expressionlessly and asked, "Your Highness, are you upset with me?"
Zhang Yang, "... No, I came to ask if today's calculations are too much?"
"During the morning court session, the prince asked me to stay and chat for a while. I told him that Your Highness is serious and efficient in calculating accounts. The prince is very satisfied with Your Highness. Since Your Highness thinks it is too much, I will take it all back. Your Highness can have some tea today. If you feel bored, you can go out for a walk."
Zhang Yang was so angry that he couldn't get up or down. Zhou Shuren stopped him from talking. "Mr. Zhou is really good at speaking."
Zhou Shuren, "Your Highness is not the first to say this, and you won't be the last. Is there anything else, Your Highness?"
Zhang Yang smiled, "No, it's okay."
"Um."
Zhou Shuren heard the heavy footsteps leaving, but he didn't care. What he said was true. The prince did call him and hinted that he could let Zhang Yang settle more accounts and it would be better for him to stay in the Ministry of Revenue.
Then he didn't need to be polite, as that was what he had planned yesterday.
At the Zhou Mansion, Zhulan received an invitation to the Du family's birthday party, which was the birthday party for Du's mother. The Du family had been in decline before, and now it is all supported by Du, the wife of the prince of the Duke's Mansion. Du's brother from her natal family has been holding an idle position for so many years, and the highest official position is the fourth rank.
Xue Han saw her mother put down the post, "Mom, should I go?"
Zhulan: "You don't have to go."
They haven't gotten married yet, and even if they have, it's Du's parents' home, and no one would say anything if Xue Han doesn't go.
In fact, Zhulan didn't want to go, but the invitation had been sent to Zhou's house, and with Mrs. Du's relationship, she still had to go.
Xue Han saw that her mother's face was not looking good, "Mom, why don't you pretend to be sick and not go?"
She knew that her mother had looked up a lot of information, especially those related to her, and that her mother disliked the Du family.
Zhulan waved her hand, "It is not advisable to pretend to be sick. If it is not a last resort, I will not pretend to be sick. Lies are always lies, and the Du family is not worth lying and pretending to be sick. I still have to go."
Xue Han didn't like Mrs. Du, her future second aunt, very much. Every time she went to the Ningguo Mansion to accompany the old lady, Mrs. Du was there. She felt particularly uncomfortable, as if she was watching the old lady and wondering whether she had given her anything.
She really didn't like going to the Duke's Mansion, but the old lady liked her because Rongchuan loved her, so she had to go even if she didn't like it.
Yu Shuang cut the thread on the handkerchief and asked, "Grandma, are you going alone this time?"
Zhulan didn't like the Du family. The men in the Du family had no ability to make progress, but they were very good at staying in a gentle place. Looking at her granddaughter who was becoming more and more beautiful, she said, "No, grandma will go alone this time."
Our own daughter is precious. Anything that may damage her reputation must be avoided. No one should take her away.