Mr. Zhou had a headache, "The grandson of the Minister of War and the nephew of the in-laws were both teaching in Zhuangzi. Today, I don't know that the second prince brought someone to Zhuangzi. A young man was inappropriate in his words, and even had an argument when he left Zhuangzi, and the few people started fighting."

When Zhulan heard this, she said, "You are back, where are they?"

Boss Zhou, "Everyone has returned to their own houses. When the second prince knew that it was the Minister of War, he made the decision to ask Lord Ji to apologize. His son sent them into the city and came back."

Zhulan, "Mr. Ji?"

"The second prince took Lord Ji to Zhuangzi, an official from the Ministry of Rites."

Zhulan thought to ask her second son, "The second prince has dealt with it, what are you still worried about?"

Mr. Zhou vented his anger, "My son is worried that such things will not be missing in the future. There are many young masters who want to teach in Zhuangzi recently."

Zhulan stared at her eldest son, "Where do you think this is? A fight is enough."

Boss Zhou touched his forehead, "It's because my son is thinking about it."

Zhulan asked again, "Since the second prince often goes to Zhuangzi?"

Boss Zhou nodded, "I have taught the children a lesson. The prince is knowledgeable, and my son is still a little impressed after one class."

Zhulan thought to herself that the emperor didn't stop him, but she meant letting go. When she thought of Shuren's words, she sighed.

Boss Zhou was puzzled, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Zhulan said quietly: "If Zhuangzi changes, there is nothing to do with his mother."

Boss Zhou was also silent because his mother was in charge of the orphans. He was in a few villages with all his own affairs. He raised the livestock of the village with his children, and he also planted the fields. He watched the village build them bit by bit, and he also had deep feelings.

The next morning court, Zhou Shuren and Li Zhao left together. Lord Lin did not attend court today, otherwise the three of them would have been together.

Li Zhao held his cloak, "This is so naive and cold."

Zhou Shuren walked with his head down to avoid the wind in his mouth, "The coldest winter is in the coldest month. If you wear more clothes, we will not be young anymore."

Li Zhao is much older than Zhou Shuren, and I am grateful to myself for being older, "I went to the yamen yesterday, and the second prince personally told me about the fight."

Zhou Shuren, "I guessed it."

The Minister of War, the second prince was too late to win over, so why did he offend him? As expected, he went to explain in person.

Li Zhao stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes, and the wool-knitted gloves were so warm. "Wu Ming is really capable, and wool-gloves are more flexible than leather gloves."

Zhou Shuren, "What the emperor gave it to you?"

"Um."

Zhou Shuren didn't get it, not because the emperor didn't want to give it, but because he didn't lack it, he had grandson and Wu Ming's filial piety.

Li Zhao retracted his hand, "The second prince is in the Ministry of Rites. Zhuangzi should change the Ministry of Rites. Do you have any ideas?"

Zhou Shuren, "Do you have any ideas?"

"No, I didn't participate when I was young, and now I'm old and don't want to participate."

Zhou Shuren understood that Li Zhao was talking about the battle for the throne, "How Zhuangzi is entirely based on the emperor."

Li Zhao laughed in a low voice, "You are indeed the most sober."

When it is time to give up, you don’t hesitate to give up, and you never think that managing Zhuangzi is your own.

Zhou Shuren stepped on the snow, "Are you awake too?"

Otherwise, why did the emperor not change the Minister of War after so many years of succession? It was not that there was no suitable candidate, but that Li Zhao was sober and that the emperor trusted Li Zhao.

However, Li Zhao is not young anymore and it's time to move, and his eyes are unconsciously filled with envy.

Li Zhao was happy, "What do you envy me? It should be that I envy you."

The Zhou Hou Mansion has many outstanding descendants, and the bad ones are also bad. When all the children are good and there are insufficient resources, they cannot seek a future for each child. However, the Zhou Hou Mansion can make trouble, and now it is to make resources for the grandson!

Zhou Shuren said quietly: "I have been in the Ministry of Revenue for more than ten years."

Li Zhao understood that he could move his seat when he was old, but Zhou Shuren could not do it. The weather was abnormal in recent years, and someone would have to guard the Ministry of Revenue. Even if the officials in the capital were jealous of Zhou Shuren, they must admit that life would be difficult without Zhou Shuren guarding the Ministry of Revenue.

The Ministry of Rites, Chang Yi stepped on it and saw the second prince at a glance. He went back to his house and asked someone to inquire and knew that Ji Deming was coming.

Changyi was amused. He thought Ji Deming would not come today. Yesterday, he heard his elder brother say that he was passing by. He felt that Ji Deming would not be so stupid and provocative. Didn’t the second prince know that the grandson of the Minister of War was in Zhuangzi? Haha, the second prince must know!

Ji Deming is the follower of the second prince, and Chang Yi sneered.

"Who messed with you?"

Changyi, "Why are you here if you are here? Why are you here for me?"

Lord Liu was speechless, "Where do I have any errands?"

He spends more time drinking tea or reading books!

Changyi was silent. This person was leaving, "Sit down."

Lord Liu is in a good mood. Zhangzhou, where his son is located, has a good harvest of medicinal materials this year. The report of the data has been praised by the emperor in the current dynasty, and he wants to be transferred from the Ministry of Rites. The Liu family can be regarded as a happy event. "It's still a good place for you."

Changyi touched the mat behind him, "It's really comfortable to lean on this skin."

Only then did Lord Liu notice the mat, "I haven't seen it yesterday, what you just brought from home?"

"Don't you think this skin looks familiar?"

Lord Liu stood up and looked at it carefully, suddenly widened his eyes, then sat down with his heart covering his mouth, "The smelly brat who turned his arms outward."

This is a bear skin. He likes it very much and thinks to make a cloak after a few days, but his son gave it to his future father-in-law.

Chang Yi snorted in his heart, asking Lord Liu to show off his eldest son, "Why did you turn out? My father-in-law is also a father."

Lord Liu felt even more distressed, "I haven't gotten married yet!"

"Don't you want to recognize this marriage?"

Lord Liu felt even more uncomfortable, "I'll go back in advance."

Today he would not beat up the brat when he went back. His surname was Liu. He had a good piece of skin, but he actually cut it into a mat, which made him so angry!

Chang Yicai doesn’t care whether his son-in-law will be beaten in the future. Recently, the brat asked Yudie out from time to time, hum!

In the afternoon, Zhulan looked at the fruit on the table at Zhou Hou’s Mansion, “Why did you bring the fruit back when you go back to your parents’ house?”

Lin Qing, "Grandma said that every time I go back to my parents' home, I bring things back. Grandma is always embarrassed. Grandma knows that there is nothing in the house. This time I got rare fruits and specially asked me to take them back for you and grandpa to try."

Zhulan said: "Your grandma is so polite."

Fruits such as apples and pears are common in winter, and oranges are also rare in the south of the capital. The Lin family will not have too many fruits when they are expensive. The basket of fruits on the table is probably the Lin family.

Lin Qing smiled and said, "Grandma, it's very sweet to try the fruit."

My husband was not at home, and my mother-in-law was very nice to her and didn't care about her. She liked to go back to her parents' home. She went back many times and prepared things every time, and she felt embarrassed.

Zhulan signaled to clear the snow and divide the fruits, "How many will be sent to each yard."

Zhao then answered, "Mom, I'll leave these for you and dad to eat, and I don't have to share them with us."

There are not many fruits in total, and even less can I eat when my parents-in-law eat them.
Chapter completed!