Zhulan nodded. "As a woman, I have heard a lot and feel that overseas is very big and there are many things we don't know. I think that in the future, when maritime trade is more prosperous, it would be good to learn about it in person and seize the opportunity. What do you think?"
Chang Yi had originally been interested in going abroad after hearing so much about it, but he had too many things to do at home, so he stopped thinking about it. Now that his mother had mentioned it herself, "Mom, I'm willing to go."
Zhulan said: "If you follow the Chen family, mother will feel more at ease."
Chang Yi's mind became active. He had already calculated how much silver he should bring with him and what he should buy. If he followed the Chen family, he would be bolder.
Inside the palace, in the Queen's palace, Rong Chuan drank ginger tea and felt much warmer.
The queen saw her son's face turn red, "You too, why don't you wear more clothes?"
Rong Chuan blushed, "It's just too cold today, so I caught a cold. I didn't feel cold when I wore these in the past."
The queen motioned to the lady-in-waiting to get the cloak, "This cloak is thick, go back and wear it."
Rongchuan was a little dazed. Although he didn't come to the Queen often, he would come once a month. Every time the Queen showed concern for him, he had the illusion that she was his mother.
Seeing her son in a daze, the queen smiled and pulled him up, putting the cloak on him, "It looks good."
She was not good at sewing, and she felt that it was enough to be just passable since she was a child. Later, when she got married, the emperor and his sons never despised her and were very happy to wear the things she made. However, she felt indebted to her youngest son, so she had been learning very hard these days.
This cloak was a work she was very satisfied with. After her son put it on, the needle holes on his hands no longer hurt.
Rong Chuan pursed his lips and said, "Aunt, you are so kind to me."
He has already developed illusions about what is good for him.
The queen wanted to touch her son's face, but she smiled and stepped back, "Sometimes seeing you is like seeing my eldest brother."
Rong Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing that it was getting late, he said, "I will take my leave first."
"Go ahead."
The queen waited for her son to leave the bedroom, then sat dejectedly on a chair. She could hardly control her acting skills towards her own son.
Soon Rongchuan arrived at the Zheng Palace. The emperor glanced at Rongchuan's cloak and felt a little jealous. He always thought that this cloak was for him.
Rongchuan looked down at himself and didn't think there was anything wrong with him.
The emperor suddenly didn't want to see his youngest son anymore, and pointed at the memorial, "Send it to the Ministry of Revenue."
Rong Chuan was silent. It was the first time for him to be a runaway. "Yes."
The emperor waited for his youngest son to leave, did not even read the memorial, and went to the harem with his hands behind his back. He wanted to talk to the queen, and he also needed a cloak.
At the Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren was discussing something with several doctors. He spotted Rong Chuan at the door and motioned for him to wait. He then said to the doctors, "Let's leave it at that for now. Get ready."
Several doctors took note of it, nodded to Rongchuan, and walked out.
Zhou Shuren asked in confusion, "Why are you here at the Ministry of Revenue? What do you want to talk to me about?"
The Hanlin Academy and the Ministry of Revenue rarely interacted with each other.
Rong Chuan handed the memorial to his uncle, "I just came out of the palace. The emperor asked me to deliver the memorial to the Ministry of Revenue. I just went to see Minister Xiao, and the Minister asked me to deliver it to my uncle."
Zhou Shuren then noticed the memorial, which he had submitted during the morning court session. It contained some applications. He took it and looked through it, and saw that the emperor had already approved it.
Zhou Shuren calculated the time and said, "It's time for dinner. Let's have dinner together."
Rong Chuan curled his eyes and said, "Okay."
He has two fathers in his heart. He has never regarded his uncle as his father-in-law. He used to like to stay with his uncle, but it is a pity that it is inconvenient now that he has returned to the Ning family.
Zhou Shuren smiled and said, "Let's go, there's another good restaurant over at the Ministry of Revenue."
Rongchuan, "Then I'll treat uncle today."
Zhou Shuren patted Rongchuan on the shoulder and said, "Uncle treats you today."
Unfortunately, Rongchuan’s joy did not last long. He had just walked a few steps out of the door when he saw Zhang Yang waiting for him.
Zhang Yang stepped forward and said, "Cousin, I just heard that you were here. It's not dinner time yet, I'll treat you to a meal."
Rong Chuan, "No, I will eat with my uncle. Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."
Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly fell on Rong Chuan's cloak. He had seen this cloak when he entered the palace. It was not finished at that time. He always thought it was for him. He said with a stiff mouth, "I think I have seen my cousin's cloak."
Rong Chuan knew that Zhang Yang had been to the palace several times during this period, and he saw that everything was normal in the Queen's palace. "The Queen gave it to me as a reward."
Zhang Yang felt as if he had drunk some vinegar in his heart, "Oh, the Queen Mother is really good to my cousin."
Rongchuan, "I think so too."
Zhang Yang didn't want to have dinner with Zhang Rongchuan at all now, "Your Highness has something else to do."
Then he left.
Zhou Shuren remained silent until Zhang Yang left, then he patted Rongchuan on the shoulder and said, "Let's go."
Rong Chuan asked in a low voice, "Uncle, did he cause you any trouble in the Ministry of Revenue?"
Zhou Shuren laughed, "What if you cause me trouble?"
Rong Chuan blushed a little embarrassedly, "I'll help my uncle secretly complain."
Zhou Shuren felt warm in his heart. Even though Rongchuan had returned home, his heart was with him. "You have to believe in my uncle's ability."
Rong Chuan grinned, "I knew that uncle is the best."
Zhou Shuren laughed loudly. This kid was also his fan. Of course, his number one fan was his grandson.
In the evening, Rongchuan met Zhang Yang at the Duke's Mansion. He felt very regretful. If he had known earlier, he would have gone to Zhou's house for dinner today.
Ning Xu pushed his son and said, "Don't stand at the door. Come in quickly. Your father and I are still freezing outside!"
Rong Chuan staggered a little, "Dad, push me gently."
Ning Xu hugged his son's neck, "I know your father. Back then, no, now your father's martial arts are also pretty good. I asked you to get up early every day to practice martial arts with me, but you just don't want to get up."
Rongchuan's ears turned red. Who would want to get up in the middle of winter? The quilt is so comfortable.
Duke Ningguo laughed and said, "You two, please take a seat. We are waiting for you."
Rong Chuan sat next to his grandfather neatly, "Grandpa."
Duke Ningguo laughed so hard that his eyes disappeared. "Okay, okay, come and have a look. These are all the food you like to eat."
Rong Chuan grinned, "Grandpa loves his grandson the most, unlike my father who only knows how to bully his grandson."
Duke Ning pretended to be angry, "How old are you? You still bully Rongchuan. I think you become younger as you get older."
Ning Xu glared at his son who was complaining, and said cheerfully, "Dad, you didn't see the bad intentions of this kid."
Duke Ningguo, "I just see the good in my eldest grandson."
Ning Xu, "..."
Zhang Yang sat at the table, he was like an outsider, unable to say a word, he endured it and said, "My cousin is not young anymore."
Duke Ningguo and Marquis Ning both looked at Zhang Yang. Rongchuan also wanted to know why Zhang Yang mentioned his age
Zhang Yang's heart tightened, and his voice became even quieter, "My cousin and Mr. Zhou have a really good relationship."
Rongchuan knew that this was not what Zhang Yang wanted to say just now, but he was frightened by the looks of his grandfather and father. "Because my uncle is sincere to me, our relationship is naturally good."
Zhang Yang smiled but didn't dare to say anything. It was the first time he saw his third uncle's cold eyes and he was quite scared.