Zhou Shuren could only sneer at the bigwigs in the capital. They were really talkative. Before the afternoon, the basic content of his memorial had spread everywhere. They really had good memory. None of those who were laughing at the joke were good people, every one of them!
Qiu Yan looked at Zhou Shuren's gloomy face, and touched his face and mouth from time to time. He could not compare with him. He felt that Mr. Zhou's ability and skill of flattery were as powerful as his.
Zhou Shuren said with a wooden face, "Master Qiu, can I sit in front of you and let you see enough?"
Qiu Yan almost bit his tongue. Who wants to look at Zhou Shuren's face? No, he couldn't look at it, so he quickly lowered his head.
Zhou Shuren cursed in his heart, these people were jealous of him, so they spread the memorial to disgust him. When he thought of the emperor talking about his autobiography, his face became even darker!
In the afternoon, Wang Ju blocked Zhou Shuren at the door of the household registration office. "Don't stare at me. I'm not here to tease you."
"I don't want a fake, but I want my life."
Don’t think he doesn’t know, Wang Ju has laughed enough!
Wang Ju, “… … .”
Considering Zhou Shuren's current bad mood, Wang Ju laughed dryly, "I just want to invite you for tea."
Zhou Shuren was puzzled. Wang Ju would not comfort him. This grandson often scolded him behind his back. Ever since Wang Ju entered the Ministry of Revenue, he has been very stingy. He took all the tea from his teapot. If someone is too attentive to him, he must be a traitor or a thief. "What's the matter?"
Wang Ju, "Don't accept other people's invitations during your day off. We'll talk about it later."
Zhou Shuren stared at Wang Ju. Wang Ju did not go to his awesome father at home when he had something to do, but went to him instead. Pulling his beard, Zhou Shuren realized, "Did someone come to see you today?"
Wang Ju, "... "
Old fox, what a quick reaction.
Zhou Shuren curled his lips when he saw Wang Ju slipping away. It had only been a short time since Wang Ju returned to Beijing, but he had gained a lot of weight, and was getting fatter and fatter. He was so round and plump that it was an eyesore!
After returning home, Zhou Shuren's complexion had improved a lot. Since he couldn't change it, he could only accept it. He entered the house and didn't see his son. "Where's my son?"
"He was taken to Wu's house by Wu Ning this afternoon. From today on, he won't be coming back to live here."
Zhou Shuren was upset, "This kid won't wait for his father!"
Zhulan, "I've been busy these days, otherwise I would have moved in a long time ago. Wu Ning is coming over this afternoon, and your son can't wait any longer. I'm so annoyed by the noise that I'm going to pack up and give it to Wu Ning."
Zhou Shuren cursed his son in his heart for being so heartless.
Zhulan looked at Zhou Shuren's face. She already knew about Zhezi's situation. "Are you okay?"
Zhou Shuren, "Not bad."
Zhulan pulled her husband's face and said, "Don't hold on any longer."
Zhou Shuren sighed, "I am depressed, but then I think about it for the good of our family, so I just put up with it."
Zhulan also knew that although it seemed that Zhou Shuren was laughed at by everyone, it was actually beneficial to the Zhou family. The previous Zhou Shuren was too perfect, and the more perfect a person is, the more people are afraid of him. From today on, she can be more relaxed towards the Zhou family.
In the following days, due to Zhou Shuren's high official rank, few people dared to laugh at him in person, and more attention was paid to the prince's title.
The fourth prince became a joke. The third prince, no, it should be the third prince, the King of Chu and the Queen of Chu, who went to the King of Liang's mansion as guests every day.
These days, Zhou Shuren has been very busy, preparing funds for the disaster, and Zhulan is also busy, as she has to take charge of Wu Ming's marriage.
However, several young men of the Zhou family did not dare to stay in the capital, and they all said goodbye and went back to their hometowns. The night before they left, Zhou Shuren chatted with them for a long time in the study.
Because something happened, Zhou Shuren and Zhulan did not finish testing the young men, but they had a basic understanding of them. Zhou Shuren wrote a letter to the Zhou clan leader, pointing out all the shortcomings of the clan members, and asked the young men to take it back to the clan leader.
In a blink of an eye, Changzhong had lived in the Wu family for seven days. After dinner at the Zhou family, Zhou Shuren looked at his youngest son who was reluctant to leave, thinking to himself, the brat must have known that he was fine, but he said, "It's getting late, the carriage is ready."
Changzhong jumped off the chair and threw himself into his father's arms, "Dad, I want to go home."
Zhou Shuren knew exactly how Wu Ming had educated Changzhong yesterday. He sent someone to tell him this morning. He couldn't do it, but Wu Ming could. Yesterday, his son was throwing a tantrum at Wu's house, and Wu Ming beat Changzhong without any courtesy. From the way his son was twisting and turning while sitting, he knew that his butt was hit hard by the sole of his shoe!
Zhulan continued to drink tea to relieve her greasiness, but her eyes were looking at Zhou Shuren, as if to say, if you dare to agree, there will be no end between us.
Zhou Shuren touched his nose and said, "No."
Changzhong's eyes turned red. He didn't cry when he was beaten yesterday. He didn't dare to tell his mother. He remembered what his mother said, "Dad, don't you love me anymore?"
Zhou Shuren looked at his son with tears in his eyes and felt heartbroken. The little guy had never liked to cry since he was a child. He picked up his fat son and said, "Dad doesn't agree to let you come back to live here because I love you."
Today Wu Ning sent someone to pass on a message, which was expressed in a very tactful way, saying that Chang Zhong was spoiled too much, and Wu Ming was determined to lay a foundation for Chang Zhong and told him not to cause trouble. Even though he felt heartbroken, he could not give in.
Changzhong touched his buttocks and said, "Brother Wu Ming hit me."
Dad never touched him, and as for Mom, forget it, let’s not mention her!
Zhou Shuren felt heartbroken when he heard his son crying, but when he heard his wife coughing, he hardened his temper again, "It was all Dad's fault before. Dad spoiled you too much. Your brother Wu Ming is doing this for your own good. You are not allowed to keep throwing a tantrum."
Changzhong looked at his father, then at his mother. He heard it clearly. His mother coughed just now, and his father was obviously soft-hearted. He came out of his father's arms with his lips pursed, rubbed his butt with his hands, and there was no expression in his eyes. "I shouldn't have counted on my father, ah!"
When will dad be like eldest brother? No, apart from eldest brother, why doesn’t dad learn from the second brothers? When will mom be able to listen to her husband like my sister-in-law!
Zhou Shuren looked at his son who was leaving with his wife in silence, "Was I tricked by that brat?"
Zhulan snorted and put down the teacup, "He can only trick you."
Her son had come back a long time ago, but he didn't even cry when he saw her.
Zhou Shuren, "..."
On the day when the Ministry of Revenue was closed, Zhou Shuren went to the teahouse leisurely. Wang Ju had been there for a while. Wang Ju frowned and asked, "Are there many carriages in the capital today?"
Zhou Shuren, "No."
"Then why are you here so late? I've been here for a cup of tea."
Zhou Shuren poured himself a cup of tea and said, "It's a little late to go out."
Wang Ju wanted to grin. Zhou Shuren did it on purpose. Why did Zhou Shuren do that? Because Zhou Shuren guessed his purpose. He took a deep breath, smiled as if asking for help, and said ingratiatingly, "I'll pour you some tea. Don't tire your hands. The teapot is quite heavy."
Zhou Shuren covered the cup with his hand, "Your tea doesn't taste good."
Wang Ju was helpless. He didn't want to look for Zhou Shuren, but there was no other way. Apart from the Wang family's connections, Zhou Shuren was the only one who could help him. Asking for help would require being ruthless to oneself. "I won't take any vacations in the future."
Zhou Shuren was moved. Wang Ju didn't take a vacation, so he felt relieved. However, he still didn't say anything. "I am ashamed of myself for not being as capable as Mr. Wang."
Wang Ju gritted his teeth. If his father cared, would he still need to look for Zhou Shuren