Mingrui clenched his fists. Today's cold arrow target was him. He was the eldest son of the second wife. He also named him in front of the prince. He broke it and all the plans of the second wife were abandoned. When his younger brother grew up and took responsibility, he missed the opportunity and made mistakes every step.

Among the Zhou family's grandsons, he was also outstanding, and he was the eldest son of the second wife. He targeted him and the entire Zhou family.

Mingrui took the veil from Yuyi's hand, squatted down and wiped the sweat from Minghui's forehead, "If it hurts, cry, don't bear it."

Minghui was crying, "You let me know, I'm really crying. Hey, third brother, I really don't feel any pain, so I won't cry!"

It’s really not easy for him. He is obviously the injured person, but he still has to worry about the third brother’s feelings, but there is no way. The third brother’s mind is the most sensitive. The calmer the third brother, the more angry the third brother is.

If it were the eldest and second brothers, he would have cried long ago.

Yudie is the most helpless. Minghui is crying for her brother, "It's all her family here, why are you showing off? If you can cry better, no one dares to laugh at you."

Liu Yuanbo quickly raised his hand and signaled, "I will definitely not make a joke."

Minghui, "..."

He was reluctant to cry, and Mr. Liu was too proud of Sister Yudie.

Yuyi picked up the arrow, "No marks, this was premeditated."

Shangguan Liu had already checked the arrow, "It's not a secret that we will make an appointment to hunt."

Mingrui nodded and continued to wipe the sweat from Minghui's forehead.

Mingjing was so anxious that Minghui was his biological brother, and he was the one who protected him the most. He squeezed away his third brother with a fleshy body, "I'll take care of my brother."

Minghui looked refusal, and he always took care of Mingjing. He had no confidence in Mingjing!

When Zhulan brought the imperial physician to the scene, Minghui couldn't help but cry and cried out, his handkerchief was wet.

When Zhulan was waiting for the imperial physician to see the doctor, her eyes swept across her grandchildren. She felt relieved when she saw that she was fine. Then all her thoughts were on Minghui.

The imperial physician carefully examined his legs and exhaleed, "I'm broken. Fortunately, the young master Ji Ren has a natural appearance. The situation is not serious. When I get my bones corrected, the young master's legs should be carefully recuperated."

Zhulan asked worriedly, "There will be no sequelae."

The imperial physician touched his beard and said relaxedly: "No, I can guarantee it."

He has seen too many such fractures. He is the most experienced person in the Imperial Hospital for fracture injuries, so there is no need to be vague.

Zhulan was relieved. The imperial physicians were all powerful and powerful. They never guaranteed it when they were treated. Today, they dared to guarantee that Minghui had no big problem and signaled the imperial physician to rectify the bones.

Minghui swallowed his saliva and corrected his bones. It was terrible to listen to it.

Mingrui stretched out his hand and said, "If you are afraid, hold on to me."

Minghui closed his eyes and shook his head, so he didn't catch him.

Li's eyes were swollen when she cried, especially when her son was suffering from bone damage, her tears even more fiercely.

The imperial physician had a very good technique and was very fast. Zhulan looked at her without blinking. When the imperial physician got up, Zhulan asked in confusion, "Is that okay?"

The imperial physician nodded, "I will fix the young master's legs in a while and don't touch them. When I return to Beijing, I will take the medicine according to the prescription. I will follow up in three days."

The road back to the city was very slow. Zhulan thought to herself that she had built the road and the carriage was not obviously bumpy. If the road was not built, she would not dare to take Minghui back to Beijing.

Zhou Shuren first learned that Minghui fell off his horse, and Zhulan left Beijing and sent a message to the Ministry of Revenue.

Zhou Shuren felt that he was done by the Wen family. Mr. Wen was not a gentleman. Zhou and Yu families were in a marriage, so it was strange that Mr. Wen could hold his breath. Yu Yueyang also went hunting together. He checked clearly and it was useless. It was also a cannon fodder that had been prepared for a long time after finding out.

But the clay man is very angry, not to mention that he is never a clay man. Minghui was lucky to have a leg, what if his head fell to the ground first?

Zhulan got home and got off the car and saw Shuren, "Here I'm back."

Zhou Shuren asked, "What's the situation with Minghui?"

"The imperial physician said that the fracture is not serious and there will be no sequelae."

Zhou Shuren let go of his heart, and then went to the carriage behind to welcome Minghui.

Minghui was confused when he saw his grandfather, and soon felt aggrieved again, "Grandpa, you almost couldn't see your grandson today. If it weren't for your grandson's practice of martial arts and not being lazy, your grandson would have broken his legs."

When he gets home, he must file a complaint.

Zhou Shuren was silent. This kid was so energetic, it was not serious. "Grandpa avenged you."

Minghui grinned, "Yes."

The imperial physician is not good at going out at the door of the carriage. Is it really good that the marquis wants to take revenge without any concealment?

Changyi only found out about Minghui after he got off the yamen. Changyi felt uncomfortable and didn't change his official uniform. He went directly to see Minghui. When he entered the room, he saw Minghui eating fruits and drinking snacks, saying that someone would give him food everywhere.

When Mingrui saw his father, he hurriedly stood up, "Dad, you're leaving the yamen."

Chang Yi nodded, "Why don't you notify me of such a big thing?"

Mingrui was surprised, "My son thought she told you."

He was still wondering why his father hadn't come back, and his grandfather had come back.

"Your mother thought you said it!"

He knows his wife best.

Mingrui touched his nose, and there was indeed this possibility.

Chang Yi sat down and said sincerely to Minghui, "Uncle Two wants to thank you today, you saved your third brother."

Minghui blinked, "Second uncle, don't thank me. Today I am close to my third brother. I will do this if I change to Mingjing."

Not only family affection, but also because they all know that Brother Mingrui is the eldest son of the second house, but he is different. He has an older brother above him, and he will not lose money if he changes his third brother to safe.

In the evening, Zhulan accompanied Zhou Shuren to write a memorial, rationally opened land and farmed, wrote a lot of suggestions, etc.

Zhulan, “What is your purpose?”

Zhou Shuren kept it a secret, "I'll know tomorrow."

The next morning, Zhou Hou's grandson was thrown off his horse by someone to hunt, and many ministers looked at Zhou Hou.

As a result, Zhou Shuren smiled at everyone, let alone the black face.

Wang Ju, who was familiar with Zhou Shuren, swallowed his saliva. The more he did this, the more he thought about the big things.

After the morning court, Zhou Shuren and other ministers stayed in the emperor's study room. On the way to the Zheng Palace, Mr. Wen said, "I have heard about yesterday. Zhou Hou, this person should not be too outstanding. You should restrain yourself in the future."

Zhou Shuren pointed to his eyes, then rolled his eyes at Mr. Wen, "This is my attitude."

Mr. Wen, “!!”

Zhou Shuren sneered and stepped into the emperor's study first. Without waiting for Mr. Wen and others to arrive, he took out a note from his arms and handed it over.

The emperor knew about yesterday and was curious about Zhou Shuren's memorials and signaled the adults to look behind him. After reading the memorials, the emperor smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou's advice is deeply loved by me. Who is the right person to be responsible for the prisoner's reopening?"

Zhou Shuren took a step forward, "I do have someone to choose. I recommend Mr. Wen's eldest grandson and fourth grandson Wen Ying."

The study room was quiet, and all eyes were focused on Zhou Shuren.
Chapter completed!