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Chapter 1319 Accidental fright

As the news of the head of the Mingyunzhong case came back, the emperor's appointment to the south was also issued one after another. Zhou Shuren had speculation about the appointed ministers, and he was almost inconsistent with the guess.

The Zhou family has received a lot of attention, and Changzhi has been invited to drink continuously, wanting to take the opportunity to inquire about the news.

Zhulan looked at her unhappy young son, "This is a transfer, it is a good thing for you, Brother Wu, you should be happy for you, Brother Wu."

In fact, Wu Ming would be transferred from the capital to the southernmost part of the city, which was beyond her expectations and Zhou Shuren. They underestimated Wu Ming's position in the emperor's heart.

Chang Zhong was depressed, "When will Brother Wu Ming come back?"

Bamboo orchid, “It won’t last too long.”

When Wu Ming was transferred to the south, Zhou Shuren's analysis was not for the situation in the south, but for the route. The emperor also wanted Wu Ming to get more qualifications, which was faster than being promoted in the Beijing Ministry of Personnel.

Chang Zhong sighed, "Brother Wu Ming has left. Will I learn from my father in the future?"

Zhulan nodded, "Well, in recent years, you have been to the academy during the day, and your father will teach you when you come back."

In recent years, Wu Ming has laid a foundation, and Zhou Shuren teaches how many years to wait for Wu Ming to come back. In fact, this arrangement is also good.

Chang Zhong pulled his mother's sleeve and said, "Mom, Brother Wu is leaving. I want to give him some gifts. Thank you for your hard work over the years."

Bamboo orchid, “So?”

Changzhong stretched out his hand with a smile, "Mom, please give your son some money."

Zhulan lit her son's forehead and said, "Just sting."

Changzhong covered his forehead, "My son looks like a father, but his father is famous for being stingy."

Zhulan let out a sigh of relief, and Zhou Shuren wanted to accept Sichuan's silver in the palace, and his reputation became even more prominent.

In the end, Zhulan gave her son silver. Changzhong ran away with the silver. Zhulan laughed. The child pretended to be listless just to ask for money.

In Hanlin Academy, Chang Zhi raised his head and saw Liu Song, "I didn't pay attention to when you came."

Liu Song, "You are focused on writing, so you didn't notice me."

Changzhi's eyes moved slightly, "Sit."

Liu Song looked at the open window, "It rained yesterday, and you still opened the window without fear of catching a cold."

Changzhi explained, "I was a little sleepy just now, so I opened the window and woke up. Have you finished your errands?"

"Yeah, it's over."

Changzhi would not ask anything on his own, "I said I didn't say congratulations, I'm happy to have a son."

Because the Zhou family and the Liu family have a bad relationship, it is not good. Since he rejected the Liu family's marriage, he and Liu Song rarely talked.

There was a hint of joy at the corner of Liu Song's mouth. Although his wife was not what he liked, he was happy to have a legitimate son.

Liu Song said: "What do you think of the south?"

Chang Zhixin said that he came indeed, "I don't have any opinions. I think you have a lot of opinions. Do you want to go to the south?"

Liu Song stared at Zhou Changzhi deeply, "Yes."

Changzhi was surprised, "You admit it with pleasure."

Liu Song, "I don't believe you can't understand my situation."

Chang Zhi was silent. Liu Song, the top scholar, became the target of the Liu family. He has not grown up yet. The Wen family wants to kill Liu Song. He doesn't think much of it now in the Hanlin Academy, but every three years is over, and Liu Song is either a pit or a trap in front of him.

Changzhi, “It’s not easy for you.”

Liu Song pulled the corner of his mouth. What he wanted was not this sentence. He really didn't think it was difficult for him. As a member of the Liu family, this should be borne by him. "Give me a correct word, are you willing to go to the south?"

With the successive appointments, there are not many remaining official positions, so he wants to confirm whether Changzhi is his opponent.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit it. Zhou Changzhi went to the south and he had no chance.

Will Changzhi tell me just because of Liu Song’s words? Don’t joke, “Whether to go or not is not with me.”

Liu Song, “…”

What's the difference between this without saying?

Changzhi waited for Liu Song to leave, and couldn't help but think about what image he gave to his colleagues in the Hanlin Academy, which made Liu Song feel that as long as he had a few words of heart-to-heart talk, he would be the same heart-to-heart talk?

In the Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren stamped the seal of the remarks for the silver and handed the remarks to Li Zhao, "This is a large sum of money."

Li Zhao told the memorial, "Didn't the emperor say that you should collect the toll when you set up the route, just wait and check the cash."

Zhou Shuren, "Then I'll wait to check the cash."

Li Zhao waved his memorials and turned around and left. The big moves of the new emperor after he ascended the throne were also the time to verify the navy.

Zhou Shuren waited for Li Zhao to leave and pressed his eyebrows. This time it was not a small fight, and a lot of supplies needed to be prepared.

Lord Wang came in, "Sir, this is the account book for dealing with antique calligraphy and paintings."

Zhou Shuren took it over and looked around quickly, his eyes falling on the last money, "The aristocratic family is wealthy."

Lord Wang, “……Accumulating over multiple generations, there are many good things.”

Zhou Shuren was still in pain just now, but now he has lost his pain, so he likes the feeling of placing a account. Although the treasury is not his, he is proud to see the treasury is full and he manages it!

Zhou Shuren saw that Lord Wang had not left, "Is there anything else?"

Lord Wang nodded, "Xiaguan's youngest son, the third-year-old, admired Mr. Zhou, who won the case leader, very much, so he wanted to make friends with Mr. Zhou. Because he didn't know Mr. Zhou, the Xiaguan spoke up with shamelessness."

Zhou Shuren said that the big thing was, "When Mingyun comes back, I will know you, what else is shameless or not? I also hope Mingyun will make more friends. If he can interact with your youngest son, I will be happy."

Of course, it is impossible for a true friend, but there is no problem with the relationship.

Lord Wang left happily. He did this not only for his son in the future, but also wanted his son to communicate with Zhou Mingyun more. Since the news of Zhou Mingyun's case came to the capital, the gambling game has been opened, and many people bet Zhou Mingyun's three yuan a year ago.

On the convoy back to Beijing, Mingyun carefully adjusted the cushion for his wife, "Do you feel better?"

Ran Wan was so pale, she was really afraid of anything she was afraid of. She is almost two months old now, and she was pregnant in Beijing. She had just gotten pregnant and hadn't been diagnosed when she was not leaving Beijing. She used a veil to block the corner of her mouth and said weakly: "It's better."

Mingyun didn't believe it, "I see you vomiting so hard. When you arrive in the city tonight, we will have a good rest for a few days before leaving."

Ran Wan was also afraid of hurting the child, so she didn't show off, "Okay, take a few more days off."

Mingyun had already made the carriage move slowly and carefully handed his wife warm water, "Fortunately, the road was built."

If this was the bumpy dirt road before, he would be afraid of it even if he thought about it.

Ran Wan's face turned paler when she thought, "It's okay, the child is fine."

Mingyun stared at his wife's belly. This child really knows how to choose time, and then his eyes softened again. This is his child. He still has a little unreal feeling. Is he going to be a father?

His eyes fell on his wife's tired face. He really wanted to be a father.

Mingyun held his wife's hand, and his thoughts were already a little distant. Is his son or his daughter? Do he want to be a strict father or a kind father?

Mingyun suddenly laughed out loud, causing Ran Wan to look over, "Honeyone?"

Mingyun shared: "We won't tell our parents, we will tell them when we get home."
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