Zhang Jinghong felt that he came to the Ministry of Revenue at the wrong time. As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard the cold voice of Lord Zhou. He really didn't dare to go in.
Zhang Jinghong looked at the guide and gestured, "Knock on the door."
The official leading the way laughed, turned around and left without giving Zhang Jinghong any chance to react. Knock on the door? What the hell.
Zhang Jinghong, “… .”
Ah, he is not the fifth prince anymore, so there is really no need for people to be afraid of him. Besides, it is natural for him to slip away if he can at this time, and he also wants to slip away.
Zhang Jinghong was released from confinement today, and he is still alive and well. The emperor asked him to report to the Ministry of Revenue immediately, so he naturally came happily.
Now, Zhang Jinghong wanted to cry. He really shouldn't have come today.
The door opened quickly, and Zhao Lang walked out with lingering fear and saw Zhang Jinghong. He patted Zhang Jinghong on the shoulder and said, "I sympathize with you."
Zhang Jinghong felt the pain in his shoulder. He could imagine how many people would pat him on the shoulder in the future.
Zhang Jinghong knocked on the door and waited for a response before going in, "Master Zhou."
Zhou Shuren raised his head and said, "Here I come."
Zhang Jinghong looked at Lord Zhou who didn't smile, and he knew that this was Zhou Shuren's true face. "I just went to see Lord Shangshu, and Lord Shangshu told me to follow you in the future."
Zhou Shuren knew in his heart that this was the person the emperor really asked him to teach. Zhang Jinghong's status and position meant that he could only rely on the royal family. "Well, go out and have someone move a table over. You'll stay in the same room with me for the next few days."
Zhang Jinghong ignored Lord Zhou's face. He was really surprised. He was surprised to be able to follow Zhou Shuren. He didn't expect that Lord Zhou really wanted to teach him. His previous wish came true. "Yes, I will go right away."
Zhou Shuren felt quite interested and speechless when he saw Zhang Jinghong running away excitedly. The emperor not only exploited him to work, but also asked him to train people who were loyal to the royal family, not letting go of his value at all.
Zhang Jinghong ran out happily, and then he met Zhang Yang, oh, the current fifth prince, "Greetings, Your Highness."
When Zhang Yang saw Zhang Jinghong, he could recall how he had tried to please Zhang Jinghong in the past. Now that he knew that Zhang Jinghong was fine and the imperial decree had been issued, he asked, "What are you going to do?"
Zhang Jinghong's smile never faded, and Zhang Yang couldn't stop him from being happy. God knew how much he wanted to learn the art of survival from Zhou Shuren. "I will be working in Lord Zhou's room in the future. Lord Zhou asked me to move the desk and chairs over."
Zhang Yang squeezed his palms, telling himself over and over again not to be angry, he couldn't be angry, he had to learn to endure, "Well, congratulations on being safe."
Zhang Jinghong, "Thank you, Your Highness."
But in his heart he thought that compared to the current Zhang Yang, he actually liked the previous Zhang Yang very much.
At the Zhou family, Zhulan continued to embroider. Several daughters-in-law had already expressed their intention to go back, and the only one who did not leave was her daughter.
Xue Han looked at her mother who was calmly embroidering and was extremely impressed. Even at this time, her mother could still calm down and embroider. "Mom, what about my eldest sister's family?"
Zhu Lan didn't even raise her head, "I'll discuss it with your father, and you can go back to embroider your wedding dress."
Xue Han shook her head, "I can't calm down."
Zhulan understood that her daughter was still young, "Then stay with your mother for a while."
Xue Han took off her shoes and sat on the small kang, taking the small quilt to cover her legs, "Mom, Jiang Du is not a child anymore, what do you and Dad think?"
Zhu Lan, "Not many people pay attention to Jiang Du. He is different from your brothers. Your brother-in-law is just a scholar."
In ancient times, people cared more about grandsons rather than grandsons-in-law. There was a huge gap between them. Even though the Zhou family treated Jiang Du very well and treated him equally, the Jiang family was still looked down upon. This was the capital city.
Xue Han understood, "So Jiang Du's marriage is not urgent?"
Zhu Lan nodded, "Well, it's not too late to get engaged when Jiang Du takes the imperial examination."
Only if Jiang Du demonstrates his ability in the imperial examination can people notice him and he can find a good marriage. Otherwise, those who can be engaged now are those with ulterior motives.
Xue Han helped her mother thread the needle. "I heard Jiang Du mention the young master of the Jiang family, Jiang Muchen, several times."
Zhulan has paid little attention to the Jiang family. All she knows is that the eldest daughter mentioned it in a letter. The third daughter-in-law Chuchu also rarely talks about the Jiang family. "I heard that he is a good child who is calm and attentive."
Jiang Muchen did not become depressed because of the Jiang family, but worked hard to improve himself. That's why she thinks more highly of him. This is his character, which is very rare.
Xue Han also communicated with her elder sister. They had a really good relationship. "My elder sister mentioned Jiang Mulan several times."
Zhulan was surprised, "Your sister never mentioned it to me once."
Xue Han chuckled, "Because I haven't thought it through yet, I don't dare to mention it to you."
Zhu Lan laughed, "The girl from the Jiang family is older than Jiang Du. It's nothing for a girl to be two or three years older."
Xue Han, "Mom, don't tell me what I told you."
"knew."
In Zhoujia Village, Xuemei wanted to tie the twins to her body these days, and even did not let the eldest daughter go out. The twins were also afraid. After being beaten and taught a lesson by their father, they were actually smart children and knew how to distinguish between good and bad.
The twins thought about being caught and sold, and they became so scared that they dared not go anywhere.
Xuemei watched her two sons writing big characters and said to her daughter, "The letter should have reached the capital by now."
Jiang Miao sat aside and looked at her younger brothers. These days, as long as any of them left her sight, she would look for them. "Well, mother, don't worry."
These days, my mother has lost weight.
Xuemei was really scared. The two children were fighting on their own and she was just angry, but they were being plotted against. She had nightmares all the time, and her son was sold and beaten every day. It broke her heart.
Jiang Miao looked at her silent mother. It was useless for her to say anything. She could only wait for a reply from her grandparents. In fact, she had some guesses in her heart. Although her mother never mentioned it, she could guess that her mother wanted to go to Beijing because her grandparents could protect them better.
Xuemei touched her daughter's hair. She was really scared.
In the capital, in the imperial palace, the emperor had time to listen to the report after he was done with his work. After hearing the news, the prince interrupted, "The other party wants to get rid of Zhou Shuren."
If it were him, he would also take action if his financial path was indirectly disrupted, but Zhou Shuren was too slippery.
Your Majesty, "Keep investigating. Since there is movement, we should be able to find something."
The prince was delighted, "My son thinks that Lord Zhou is good at defeating the opponent."
The emperor liked this sentence and laughed. As for Zhou Shuren’s eldest daughter, that was Zhou Shuren’s own business.
The prince thought for a moment and said, "Zhou Shuren really loves his daughter. You didn't see how Master Zhou's face changed when he saw his daughter. He spoke so gently."
The emperor felt very regretful, "If I had a princess, I would definitely be the father who loved her the most."
Back then he hoped that Rongchuan was a girl, a little princess.
The prince's mind was elsewhere. Ever since Rongchuan was born, his father had never had any children, not even one. He didn't believe it was his father's problem. In fact, everyone was curious as to why, but no one dared to ask, so they could only guess in their hearts.