Zhulan felt distressed, "Then lie down for a few more days. I'll cook whatever you want. Forget it, I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you."
Zhulan, who has never been able to develop her cooking skills, is really frustrated. At best, she can cook, but the food she makes is edible but not delicious. Her cooking skills have not improved much over the years.
It's not like Zhulan won't do anything just because the Zhou family has become officials. Sometimes she would take action when she's bored.
Zhou Shuren breathed a sigh of relief. He had been spoiled by his food and really didn't want to eat the rice or soup cooked by his wife. Not to mention that true love meant swallowing it no matter how bad it tasted, he really didn't want to eat it.
Zhu Lan pinched Zhou Shuren's face, "You're being too obvious."
Zhou Shuren felt very aggrieved, "I am a patient."
Zhulan pulled twice more, feeling extremely envious. Although her skin wasn't as good as hers, she had very little flesh. She let go of her hand and said, "If you don't go to court today, the rumors will only get more intense."
Zhou Shuren rubbed his face. His wife was really pinching him. "Go ahead and spread it. I still complain that it's not lively enough!"
Moreover, the emperor is hoping that the situation will escalate, so that he can at least attract more attention. Yesterday's conversation has already shown that the emperor wants to take action, but he has not made up his mind yet.
Zhulan stood up and said, "You have a good rest. I will pack clothes for our son."
Zhou Shuren was dumbfounded, "I'm already sick, and you want to send my son to the Wu family?"
Zhu Lan, "... You are not seriously ill, and you don't have amnesia. We agreed last night to send our son to the Wu family after the storm is over."
Zhou Shuren was embarrassed. He really forgot. "Then what clothes did you pack for your son?"
Zhulan gritted her teeth and said, "Your son has grown up quickly. Some of his clothes are too small, so they need to be packed up."
Zhou Shuren pulled the quilt over him, closed his eyes, and acted as if to say, "It wasn't me who was talking just now, I was just sleeping."
Zhulan was too lazy to roll her eyes, but she felt like laughing.
In the palace, the emperor received news that Zhou Shuren was really sick. Ahem, it seemed like it was really his fault. No, it was Zhou Shuren himself who should be blamed for wearing too many clothes.
The emperor wanted to ask the imperial physician to go and see him, but then he held back. He had been cooperating with Zhou Shuren's cold face today, and now he would send someone to see Zhou Shuren. His cold face would be in vain. Zhou Shuren's condition was not serious anyway, so he just let it go.
The prince didn't know what his father was thinking. He was really worried about Zhou Shuren. As for yesterday's rumors, the prince didn't take them to heart. Entering the palace today further confirmed it. His father always smiled at him, and today's smile was not like the previous days when there was something suppressed in his smile.
The prince was really relieved. His father had been slow to issue an edict, and even though he was calm in his heart, he was still a little shaken!
As for the Ministry of Revenue, Wang Ju has more tasks to do today. Zhou Shuren is a man who knows how to use his subordinates very well. As long as someone follows Zhou Shuren's pace, Zhou Shuren will not let himself get tired. Today Zhou Shuren is not here, so many tasks are placed on him.
Wang Ju cursed Zhou Shuren in his heart. He didn't believe that Zhou Shuren was sick. He firmly believed that Zhou Shuren was pretending. It was because Zhou Shuren had no credibility in his eyes.
Wang Ju made up his mind that when Zhou Shuren came back, he would also ask for leave!
Xuemei had no contact with anyone in the Zhou mansion. She didn't even know about her father's illness until she went back to her parents' home with her daughter. Xuemei was the only one in the family who didn't know about it, and now she was worried about her father.
Xuemei looked at her father first. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, she felt relieved and said, "Mom, Dad is too tired."
Zhulan also felt distressed, "The more your father gets, the more he will give than he gets."
Xuemei always knew that there was some truth in her mother's words. She thought about her mother's words carefully. Fortunately, she had no ambitions and the Jiang family had nothing to give.
Zhulan brought her daughter out, "Don't worry, she just caught a cold, just rest for a few days."
Xuemei said, "My daughter can't help with anything at home. In the past, I was far away and couldn't fulfill my filial duties. Now that I'm closer, mother, I want to do more filial duty."
Zhulan smiled and said, "You live a good life and don't let your father and I worry about it. This is the greatest filial piety."
Among the Zhou family's children, Xuemei is the least troublesome. Except for the time when they first came to the ancient times, Xuemei's high emotional intelligence has prevented them from worrying again. This is also filial piety.
Xuemei felt embarrassed and said, "Mom, I didn't do anything."
Zhulan patted her eldest daughter's hand and said, "You have done a lot. Your father and I have worn the clothes you made for a long time. The annual gifts and festival gifts you sent us are all what your father and I like. You have always been thinking about us in your heart. We all know it."
It is precisely because she and Zhou Shuren knew this that they would not ignore their eldest daughter. It is not only the crying children who are lovable, but also the children who are too sensible.
Xuemei really didn't think she had done anything. She just did what a daughter should do.
Ministry of Rites, the emperor's cold face at the morning court, Feng Huai thought a lot, the emperor's cold face also made some old foxes have ideas. The old foxes didn't think much about it at first, but Zhou Shuren's leave and the emperor's cold face, the old foxes couldn't help but think too much.
Feng Huai doesn't like Zhou Shuren, he doesn't like him from the bottom of his heart, because Zhou Shuren has been too high-profile all the way. Not only is he high-profile, but he is also highly valued by the emperor. He is jealous of Zhou Shuren's talent and ability, and greets Zhou Shuren with a smile, because that is because the Fourth Prince needs Zhou Shuren.
Now, Feng Huai felt that Zhou Shuren was too arrogant. He was even more convinced that Zhou Shuren was reprimanded yesterday and dared not to attend the court today. He must be sick. He didn't believe it. Didn't he see that the emperor's face turned black.
The Minister of Rites asked, "Sir, Wu Ming?"
Feng Huai hoped that Zhou Shuren would be demoted, but he was also a smart man. He would not make any big moves before seeing the results. This was not because he was cautious by nature, but because he had seen too many people get slapped in the face in the capital. "Don't worry about him."
The Minister of Rites knew what to do, which was to ignore it first.
Wu Ming felt it very clearly. The Shangshu and the vice ministers did not target him, but he was too high-profile yesterday, so some doctors and officials spoke to him in a sarcastic tone today.
Wu Ming looked at Lord Tao with great interest. When he came to the Ministry of Rites, his godfather told him that there was no need to get too close to the Tao family. Yesterday, the Tao family treated him like their own nephew, but today they wished they could stay away from him.
Wu Ming said to Gu Zhuomin beside him, "Your life is already difficult, why are you so close to me?"
Gu Zhuomin, "My luck has always been bad, but now I feel that my luck will get better and better."
Wu Ming found it interesting, "Why do you say that?"
Gu Zhuomin smiled for the first time today, "I saw Lord Zhou in you, just now."
Wu Ming recalled that he had just calmly confronted someone. It turned out that the person who could catch the godfather's eye was not an ordinary person. "You are indeed interesting as godfather said."
Gu Zhuomin was surprised, "Did Lord Zhou mention me to you?"
Wu Ming didn't want to say more, so he turned and left, leaving Gu Zhuomin alone in deep thought.
In the afternoon, Rongchuan and Changlian returned home together. Today, Rongchuan entered the palace and said that he knew a lot. The emperor also told him not to tell anyone. In fact, he would not say anything if the emperor did not ask him to. Who would have thought that the emperor had been showing off for most of the hour, and it turned out to be how he abused Uncle Zhou in chess! !
When Rong Chuan thought of the emperor's smug look, he felt conflicted. The emperor was a little childish! !