Zhou family, Zhulan asked Butler Ding, "Do you think there are foreigners coming to find Changyi?"

Butler Ding, "Yes, a few foreigners came to find Erye. Erye was not in the mansion today."

Zhulan knew why foreigners came. This morning court was for these foreigners. Although her history was not as good as Zhou Shuren, she knew the humiliating history, "Just tell the truth."

Butler Ding was the first to follow the master's family. Over the years, he couldn't tell the nature of the master in his family, and he also knew five or six points. The mistress's indifferent attitude obviously did not like foreigners, "Yes."

Butler Ding was still confused. Because the second master and his mistress liked foreign books, he came to ask the mistress specifically, thinking that the mistress would want to meet, but he was sent away directly.

The concierge, the two foreigners spoke foreigners without any concealment, and the concierge was confused. The concierge was very curious about foreigners a few years ago. Because there were few foreigners, they had seen them a lot in recent years. They were not surprised, but they were not familiar with the language. Especially even if the other party talked about secrets, he didn't know that the concierge became disliked by foreigners.

Butler Ding came back, "The second master is not in the mansion, please come back."

The two of them locked their eyebrows. They had arrived very early. Some thought they were lying to them, but there was no way. They came to investigate clearly.

Foreigners hate Zhou Mansion because many customs duties are related to Lord Zhou, but they cannot offend them and can only leave with gifts.

Changyi went out to Ronghou’s mansion early in the morning. Changyi dragged Rong Enqing’s caravan to find foreign letters to return to China. The day before yesterday, Rong Enqing informed him that the caravan had entered Beijing.

Rong Enqing has moved out all the books, "except for some foreign books that cannot be obtained and countries that have not been visited, they have basically collected all of them, and they are all here."

The books-packing boxes filled the entire house, with more than a dozen large boxes.

Changyi, "Thank you."

Rong Enqing, "You have also taken the money and can't thank you. But there are too many books. I have read them and there are more than a dozen languages ​​on it."

Chang Yi smiled, "I'm going to sort out what the Ministry of Rites does not have, and then donate it to the Ministry of Rites for foreigners to translate it, and I'll copy it back."

Rong Enqing smiled, "It's indeed a good idea."

Chang Yi saw Rong Enqing wearing regular clothes, "Today is not the day when the Maritime Department is resting, why are you at home?"

Rong Enqing spread his hands, "I am fine now. The Maritime Department has been transferred to a free job and will be a free marquis in the future."

Chang Yi was surprised, "You have made contributions."

Rong Enqing said sincerely: "I have been calculating since I was born, and I have been calculating all the way to today. I am tired. I have status and support now, and I want to live some leisurely days."

This is the truth. He was too tired. When he was young, he fought with his legitimate son, and later he fought. After entering the court, he was busy all day and intrigue, his heart became old.

Moreover, the prince is not tolerant of him now, so it is better to retreat at the most suitable time, everyone is fine.

Changyi thought for a while, "It's good."

In the palace, Rongchuan was not beaten for many boards, and the boards were all beaten with control. The best plaster was very effective. Today Rongchuan could walk by himself.

In the hall, Xuehan pulled his clothes, "I'm still not used to wearing them so cumbersome."

Living in the palace is too troublesome, and it is not easy to wear with people around you.

Rong Chuan walked for a while and sat down. He didn't like living in the palace, "I'll get back after I'm raising it."

Speaking of this, he stopped and could no longer go back to Ning Mansion. After he came back, Ning Marquis' Mansion had packed all his uses.

Rong Chuan sighed, "When I get well, I will go and see my grandfather and third uncle, and then go back to my father-in-law's house with you."

When Xue Han saw that all the palace maids around him had left, he sat aside, "Did the mother tell you how to compensate the Duke of Ningguo Mansion?"

Rong Chuan pulled his wife's hand and touched her fingertips of her fingertips. The bad memory rose again. Yesterday was really twisted, and the inner side of his thigh must have been blue. "The father told me that the father gave me two choices. The Duke's Mansion was hereditary and not hereditary or the Ninghou Mansion was not given a title for three generations."

Xuehan, "Dad, what's the third uncle mean?"

When Rong Chuan returned to the royal family, the third uncle had no heir. The royal family gave this choice all depends on the third uncle's intention. The third uncle was determined to choose an heir and would keep the title. If he didn't choose, he would only be able to supply the Duke's Mansion.

Rong Chuan was calculating in his heart, "My third uncle will not adopt him."

He knew that if he wanted to adopt it, his third uncle would adopt it when he had a marquis.

Xuehan thought of his third uncle's kindness to them. He really regarded his husband as his son. Now he was in a dilemma, so he held his husband's hand and comforted him.

In the Zhou family, Zhulan was checking the supplies she brought for Dong and her children. She confirmed that there were no omissions, so she put down the order and said to Mrs. Song: "Take me there once, and when you come back, you can leave the house to retire."

Now the crisis is gone, and there is Qingxue by her side, so Mrs. Song can go out of the house to enjoy the happiness.

Pooh Song said sincerely: "I thank my mistress for taking care of her for the rest of the years."

Zhulan, "You have helped me a lot, too."

At this time, Butler Ding came in, the carriage was ready, and he could set off just by waiting for the luggage to load.

After going down, Zhou Shuren's words in the court were spread. Zhou Shuren's position this time was very clear. As a result, Zhou Shuren pulled the hatred of foreigners.

Zhou Shuren did not hide his inquiries when facing Zhang Jinghong's inquiry and generously admitted, "I always firmly believe that the hearts of non-my race will be different. Now, Japanese officials in the court are not aimless."

Zhang Jinghong, "Sir, my dynasty is here to the country, and it has been passed down for thousands of years. Foreigners are separated from us by the sea. Will adults worry too much?"

Zhou Shuren was not angry. Zhang Jinghong was not taught by him, and Zhang Jinghong represented the ideas of most people. It is indeed worthy of pride that he has inherited thousands of years of brilliant civilization. "Foreigners are separated from many countries by the sea, but they have continuously improved their technology to explore. Many countries on the routes have foreigners. It is not a safe barrier across the sea. All barriers are vulnerable in the face of absolute force."

Zhou Shuren was very patient because he felt that Zhang Jinghong could be a teammate, so Zhou Shuren carefully told Zhang Jinghong about the history of foreigners.

Zhang Jinghong was stunned when he heard this, "It's so fast?"

Zhou Shuren smiled, "Yes."

Zhang Jinghong was also worried. He felt the ambition of foreigners from Lord Zhou’s story.

Zhou Shuren was satisfied, and Zhou Shuren was busy sending him some foreigners who came to the Ministry of Revenue to find him as officials.

The next day, Zhou Shuren heard the foreigner asking for the emperor, but when he saw the prince, the foreigner in the prison cell was still not released.

Two more days later, Rongchuan and his wife took their children back to Zhou's mansion, and then kept the children behind, and the couple went to the Duke's mansion again.

Li was careless and thought it was unusual, "Mom, I just wanted to say something but stopped. Is something wrong?"
Chapter completed!