The emperor read Zhou Shuren with praise, "Last year, our country starved to death due to food shortage. I feel very sad. This year, the whole country is only thrifty to save food for the people. As Zhou Hou said, my country can not provide much food."

So first-served, don't hesitate.

Zhou Shuren felt excited when he touched his beard. Why? Because envoys from more than a dozen countries spoke Chinese, they didn’t need to translate this time. It can be seen that he has been studying Chinese very carefully in recent years.

The only thing that made him unhappy was that the envoys from various countries still used their own countries' words when talking.

The emperor sat firmly on Diaoyutai. Nowadays, whoever has food and absolute weapons will be the boss. The emperor is not in a hurry. If it weren't for the envoys of various countries urging him, he would still want to delay for some time.

Mr. Wen was depressed. The emperor trusted Zhou Shuren too much. The tacit understanding between the monarch and his minister made him feel powerless. He really didn't understand that many capable people emerged in the dynasty, but the emperors of the two dynasties only valued Zhou Shuren. There was also the prince. The prince was very diligent in going to the Ministry of Revenue. He was diligent and wanted to stop the prince from the Ministry of Revenue. He thought about it and wanted to vomit blood.

The prince got his father's suggestion and took a step forward, "My lords, the people of all countries can wait for food to save their lives."

Zhou Shuren was sarcastic in his eyes that some countries were for the people, while others were for the powerful and powerful. The grain they exchanged was divided up layer by layer, and the people still rely on themselves in the hands of them.

Zhou Shuren answered the words and exclaimed, "It is only possible to live. If you really wait for the hungry people to riot, it will be difficult to return to China."

Everyone in the hall wanted to look at Zhou Shuren, and Zhou Shuren smiled slightly, as if the dangerous remarks just now were not what he said.

The emperor held his palm and thought of his father's dream again. Water can carry boats and cover them. Only when the people live in peace can the imperial power be stable. He is not afraid. With Zhou Shuren, the imperial power is now very stable.

The envoys from various countries were pierced by the desire to argue and lost their momentum in an instant. Some people were even very urgent, which shows that the rule in power has been oppressed and enslaved by the people.

It went smoothly later. There was a leader, and some people chose the supplies they wanted to change, and some people needed to think about the palace.

The emperor was not satisfied, "I actually exchanged fine grains such as rice, white flour, etc. for coal, but not a single one for minerals."

Mr. Wen, "The initiative is in our hands, and changing coal can only be coarse grains."

Zhou Shuren stopped interrupting, let others discuss what happened next.

In the Liang Palace, Rong Chuan took his son to come to visit King Liang.

King Liang was extremely surprised, "Why are you back?"

This man who suffered in childhood and now enjoyed all the wealth he had lacked before, he would sigh that Rong Chuan had good luck.

Rong Chuan, "I was idle in the mansion, so I wanted to go out for a walk. My fourth brother also knew that I had gone to the grassland. A lot of things happened in the grassland. The people I should have gone to the battlefield. In the end, the fourth brother went there and I never had the chance to listen to my fourth brother talking about the battlefield. Now I bring my son here to listen."

King Liang didn't think much about it. Although he was not in the capital, he knew the difficulties of splitting states in the grassland. This man started a murderous act and went to the temple to cultivate himself when he came back. "If you don't feel annoyed, I will naturally be happy to talk."

Ze'er smiled, "My uncle and nephew pour you tea."

King Liang said, "I can still drink the tea poured by the prince of Qin. Your other uncles must be jealous."

This grandson, who was loved by the father, was divided into ranks due to his father's love. It was difficult for his son to see his father, and even if the family banquet was feasted, the father would not pay attention.

Ze'er, "My nephew is a junior, and it's time for the junior to pour tea for the elders."

King Liang was sad. This was the grandson whom his father was with him to teach. The father's heart was given to the legitimate origin.

Rong Chuan felt the fourth brother's emotions and said nothing. The legitimate and illegitimate are already tit-for-tat, so he would not comfort him too much.

King Liang quickly lost his emotions and talked about what happened in the Northeast battlefield. "The artillery is powerful and takes away many lives like minced meat. The scene at that time was shocking."

When using the cannon, he was also shocked for a long time.

There was really no one talking to King Liang. It was rare for Rong Chuan to come to see him. After chatting for a long time, he also said a lot of insights, "If it weren't for my bad health, I must build the Northeast before coming back."

Rong Chuan just smiled and said, stop dreaming, and wanted to build it well, but the emperor would not agree. "Now, more and more foreign people are gathering on the border. Sooner or later, it is better to solve it earlier, so as not to get up at the right time."

He paused and continued: "There are abnormal movements between the two countries on the northeastern border."

When King Liang heard this, he squinted his eyes. The news did not spread. It can be seen that it was a secret. The emperor really trusted his relatives' brothers and lowered his eyes and said, "Drink tea."

Rong Chuan achieved his goal of this trip, and he smiled and touched the cup.

Wu Mansion, Zhulan received the news and came to see Song Lan, "Is the child okay?"

The frost on Song Lan's face disappeared, "Old Madam, you are here, which makes you worried."

Zhulan's hand had already touched the child's forehead. This was Wu Ming's youngest son, "Why did the child fall down?"

Song Lan wiped her tears with a veil, "This child is a playful person. He has to go out in the middle of winter. I didn't watch it for a while. The child fell down the steps. Fortunately, he knew that he was protecting his head and wore thick cotton pants you sent, and was not injured and frightened."

Zhulan was beating with her heart. She liked Wu Ming's younger son, who was born in the imperial family, and she was very diligent in coming to Zhou's mansion. She hurried over after hearing this. But she was not Wu Ming's mother. "The matters in this mansion will be left to you."

Song Lan was so angry that she didn't take her concubine seriously. Even if it was given to Wu Ming by someone else, she could have a son in her heart. She had never treated her concubine pregnant. There was no need, she was still too kind, "I worry you."

"What do you say?"

"I have already taken the medicine to calm the mind, and I will be fine after a few days of rest."

Zhulan touched the child's cheek, and her little face was warm. "If it really doesn't work, I'll send the two children to the Hou's Mansion."

That's what Song Lan planned, but it's hard to say it first. After all, it's not her mother-in-law. She also wants to send the child back to her parents' home, but sending the child back to her home is a big deal. "Please trouble my godmother."

"What's the trouble? There are many children in the family, and they can play together."

It was agreed to send the child to the next day, and Zhulan was about to leave. She was just here to see the child, but as soon as she put on her cloak, she heard the shouts outside before she could walk out, "Help, old lady, help."

Bamboo orchid, “…”

The old lady was calling her! Although she really wanted to watch the home fight, she didn't want to get involved in her identity.

Song Lan's face turned black. How many people in this mansion were bribed, and the news was so well-informed.

Zhulan cleared her throat, "I won't go out for now."
Chapter completed!