Zhou Shuren felt that he had underestimated his second son before, and this child used to have limited his ideas because of his identity. "The weather is not abnormal, you have had these ideas, either."

Changyi was seen through by his father, and he only thought that his father was just his father, "Well, my son thought on the ship he came back, that small countries depend on big countries, this is the rule, my country's maritime trade fair is becoming more and more prosperous, and my son saw the battle. My son remembered that maritime trade would sooner or later cause war, so his son thought more."

Zhou Shuren was surprised, and he had to be surprised. He silently thought about some talented people in ancient times who did not study. It seemed that opportunities were very important, and of course they also needed the ability to seize opportunities.

Zhou Shuren was very pleased, "You hand over what you thought into a note to Wang Ju. He is your current top boss and he will send it to the note."

Changyi was stunned and stuttered a little, "Dad, Dad, you asked me to write a memorandum to deliver it?"

Zhou Shuren slapped the table, "Look at your cowardly look, what about the confidence you talked about just now?"

Chang Yi thought to himself, can it be the same to talk to the father and write it to the emperor or the prince? It’s okay to say something wrong in front of the father, but the emperor and the prince are different, “Dad, is your son’s idea really good?”

Zhou Shuren curled the corner of his mouth and said in praise: "It's not only good, but also very visionary."

Changyi's confidence is back again, and his father said it is good, it must be good, "Dad, my son will go back now."

"Um."

Zhou Shuren, who was waiting for the old son to leave, whispered: "I don't think this kid can overcome the hurdle of promotion with his own ability."

Zhulan hopes that the Zhou family’s houses will get better and better, and they will not be able to take care of them for the rest of their lives. It’s good now, “Yeah.”

Changyi's memorial is written slowly. First of all, Changyi's handwriting is not good? If you write a wrong word, you have to rewrite it? Changyi thought about asking his eldest nephew for help, but finally he stopped thinking? He couldn't keep begging his eldest nephew.

I can only write a memorial that I can only accept my fate?     I didn’t think I read less, but I knew a lot of words?                                                                                                          

What made him blush the most?        The wife’s handwriting is better than his?                                                                                                             �

When Changyi finally wrote the memorial, it was already eighty or nine days later.

Changyi was waiting for his father to comment with a memoir. Just saw his father's expression that was hard to describe? Changyi blushed, "Dad, my son has really tried his best."

Zhou Shuren handed the note in his hand to his eldest grandson, "Look at the note written by your second uncle."

Today in the study, Zhou Shuren also kept several grandchildren? It is a good thing to get in touch early.

Mingrui looked up at the roof and refused to look at his father. He read it after his father finished writing it. Today's memorial? Dad really tried his best.

Mingyun had a message secretly conveyed by his third brother, so he could be stable? After reading it, he said sincerely: "Second uncle? My nephew thinks that you should read more and practice calligraphy at home in the future."

The memorials are all vernacular, and some places are not expressed in depth. The most important thing is that the words are really ugly and soft!

Chang Yi's face turned red and sweared to his father, "Son must read more and practice calligraphy in the future. Dad, is this memorial really handed over to Lord Wang?"

Zhou Shuren nodded, "This is your idea. I won't interfere. Just give it to Wang Ju tomorrow."

Chang Yi was very nervous. He disliked the memorials he wrote and understood what his father meant. His father didn't want the emperor and the prince to think that this was his father's idea.

In the palace, the emperor took out the carved jade pendant, which was the only finished product. The emperor was not ready to continue to make things difficult for him. If it weren't for his obsession, he wouldn't want to abuse himself at all.

The prince took it over and looked at the jade pendant carefully. His father had carved it and found a polished one by the carving master. The pattern of the jade pendant was not rough. "Father, what is the meaning of the jade pendant from the Rong family?"

The emperor took back the jade pendant, "Well, only the legitimate branch can wear jade pendant, and the pattern of the legitimate branch's jade pendant is also very important. The jade pendant for women and men is different."

Prince, "How can I have a different method?"

The emperor recalled, "I am restored based on your grandmother's jade pendant. The man's jade pendant has no patterns with corners, and."

The prince likes to hear his father say about the Rong family, "And what?"

The emperor smiled and said, "And the legitimate branch of the Rong family is different from the legitimate branch of other families."

The prince also checked a lot of information about the Rong family, but he really didn't find the difference between the legitimate branch. He was so curious that he couldn't do it. "What's the difference?"

The emperor touched the jade pendant, "The Rong family is a huge clan. In order to maintain the longevity of the family, the Rong family made significant contributions or had outstanding abilities, and would be evaluated for the identity of the legitimate branch."

The prince widened his eyes, "Don't the other families know?"

The emperor shook his head, "I know, how could I not know? This matter cannot be hidden."

If he could really hide it, he could still have higher hopes that there would be living people in the Rong family. It was because he could not hold on to it that he had no hope. It would be difficult for people who entered the legitimate branch to hide.

When the prince thought about it, he would naturally find out if he took action against the Rong family, "Oh."

The emperor was in a good mood, "The fourth brother's man will come to Beijing tomorrow."

The prince nodded, "Yes, the coffin will enter Beijing tomorrow."

The emperor nodded, "It's getting late, so you can go back and rest, and you can open the coffin with me tomorrow."

"yes."

The next day, at the Ministry of Rites, Wang Ju opened the sack and looked stiff. If the person in front of him was not Zhou Shuren's son, he would not have read it and let him go back and rewrite it. He looked patiently with a stiff face, his face became softer and he finally became a little stunned, "Are you thinking about these?"

Hasn't this kid read any books?

Chang Yi just felt Lord Wang’s disgust and made up his mind to practice calligraphy well. “It was what Xia Guan thought.”

Wang Ju put down the memorial. He just now suspected that Zhou Shuren thought about it and gave it to his son for his sake. Now he doesn't think so anymore. His eyes are on the memorial. Zhou Shuren is training his son, "You should read more."

Chang Yi's face was red, "The official must ask the gentleman to go back and study more."

Wang Ju wanted to copy the memorial again, but finally thought of Zhou Shuren put the memorial in his arms, "I will send this memorial to the palace."

Now he is also envious of Zhou Shuren. His son, who has not read many books, is so brainy and has great courage!

Changyi grinned, "Thank you sir."

In the palace, the emperor asked the coffin to enter the palace, and the coffin was placed in front of the political hall. The emperor brought several sons, even Zhang Yang was there.
Chapter completed!