Zhou Shuren signaled Jiang Ming to sit down, "I'm back temporarily, no one comes at home, and there is no good tea. This is just a little tea I bought, so don't dislike it if it's not good."

He was used to drinking tea. In modern times, he rarely drank tea. He preferred to drink sweet juice because it had a sweet taste and a slightly bitter tea smell. He had tasted it enough during the years he grew up alone.

But in ancient times, he was not alone in ancient times. He had a wife or a companion to his soul. He was no longer alone and began to enjoy the taste of tea. Now he has a son and a completed home. He has slowly learned to taste tea and taste a new life from the tea leaves.

Jiang Ming paused with the teacup hand. No one came to remind him not to come? He pulled the corners of his mouth. He was bigger than Zhou Shuren, but in just a few years, he was still standing still. Zhou Shuren walked from an old scholar to the position of the prefect of Jinzhou.

The prefect of Jinzhou, the secret rules in the court that the prefect of Jinzhou must enter Beijing. This position is a springboard, just like the second son of the former prefect of Jinzhou Anping Hou Mansion, who is now in a third-rank official position.

Moreover, Zhou Shuren is also the emperor's confidant, and even the fourth-rank prince is polite. When he knew that Zhou Shuren had dinner with several princes yesterday, he had to add a arrogant Marquis Yao, his heart was hot. Today, he knew that he could not help but meet Anping Hou.

Jiang Ming took a sip of tea. It was indeed not a good tea, but it had a taste and said meaningfully: "The price of tea is not the price, but where can I drink it. I think in most people's hearts, this tea is good tea."

He was envious. He thought that his ability was not inferior to Zhou Shuren, but he had never been appreciated after coming to the capital. He lived a step-by-step life, which was not what he wanted. He had enough of the ignorant eyes, and he had many days to regret returning to the capital.

Zhou Shuren looked at Jiang Ming with a faint look, so the capital city is really a place that can change people. Jiang Ming has more beauties in the backyard, so he also seeks the feeling of being worshipped. This will make Jiang Ming feel that he is the heaven, not an existence that is ignored outside.

Zhou Shuren pressed his eyebrows and said bluntly that he still couldn't keep his heart. "I don't think I'm a good tea here."

In order to protect his wife and son, he worked step by step, and really didn't think the tea in Zhou's mansion was so good.

Jiang Ming was much more relaxed. He didn't talk about anything when he came here. He knew in his heart that Zhou Shuren had a bottom line, so he just didn't step on the bottom line. It would be enough to stay for a while. Many people in the capital want to make friends with Zhou Shuren, but he doesn't need too much. Just borrow the power. Didn't Zhou Shuren do it too?

Jiang Ming poured himself another cup of tea. Didn’t Zhou Shuren borrow his power at the beginning?

Zhou Shuren looked at Jiang Ming playfully, but he didn't say anything. He thought quietly that the Jiang clan had already declined, and Jiang Ming was the only official in the entire Jiang family. The clan members all took Jiang Ming to become a drag. Jiang Ming had grown ambitions, but he didn't notice that there was no one in the court and the unsupported family. Jiang Ming was able to remain stable in his seat, so he was always leveraging his power.

Otherwise, officials who have no strong family and relationship network, especially Jiang Ming, should have been killed long ago.

Zhou Shuren felt sorry for him. He really liked Jiang Muchen very much. This child is good. On the list of grandson-in-law candidates, he can only withdraw from the list. Unless Zhou Shuren glanced at Jiang Ming and didn't step on his bottom line. Once he passed, he would really not show mercy to these relatives.

In Jinzhou Prefecture, Zhulan received news from the Tao family and had found his husband. Zhulan asked someone to tell Dong Yiyi and notified Dong Yiyi to go to Wang Mansion together.

The third room, Dong Yiyi heard the news, and said to her sister happily, "I really want to thank you mother-in-law."

Dong wanted to speak but stopped, but finally turned into sighing, "Sister."

Dong Yiyi held her sister's hand, "I know what you are going to say. My dowry has indeed filled a lot of holes in recent years, but I had a lot of dowry back then. Don't worry, I have money to support Mr. Kuai."

Dong didn't believe it. It was not cheap to hire a gentleman. Zhou's mansion hired several gentlemen. The Zhou mansion had a foundation. She had a mother-in-law who could catch money. She didn't know how much money was used in the mansion, but the family's foundation was calculated, including the village, shop, land, and houses. These were all silver.

What's more, there is a father-in-law in the family who is trusted by the emperor. The rewards received by the family, the gifts given by officials, the gifts given by merchants, and the wealth they accumulate.

As for the eldest sister, she did take away most of her family’s assets back then, and she did accumulate business, but the capital’s expenses were huge. She knew very well that the Jiang clan was dragged down.

Dong Yiyi was embarrassed by her sister's view. She never said that her husband's socializing activities was also a lot of money, "Don't you believe me?"

Mrs. Dong smiled and said, "Let me."

Dong Yiyi stood up and didn't want to stay with her sister anymore. She felt uncomfortable and would be jealous, "I'll go back and rest first, don't be tired."

Dong, “Yes.”

Dong Yiyi stood in the yard when it snowed again. Looking back at the house, I was so envious. My sister didn't have to be the head of the house. There was a good mother-in-law on it. As long as she lived her own small family well, she also saw the account book sent by the Yang family, the sister's dowry income, the brother-in-law's own industrial income, and the younger sister's plans, she would continue to sell it next year. She became more and more jealous.

In the capital, Zhou Shuren counted the time. It was half an hour. It was an hour. He couldn't bear it anymore. He finally didn't have to work hard. He could lie down and never sit. He had been sitting all morning this morning. "I'm old now and my legs are not good, so I can't sit still."

Jiang Ming calculated that it was almost done, so he stood up and said, "You should rest first, I will go back first. By the way, Dong was disturbing the mansion."

Zhou Shuren thought in his heart that Dadong could not stay in the Zhou Mansion, and said with a smile: "Then I won't send it."

In the past, he was weak, scholars and Tongzhi had no mention of seniority. Now he is not only an elder, but also has a higher official position than Jiang Ming, so it is impossible to give it to him.

Jiang Ming looked at Zhou Shuren silently. He knew in his heart that after this, Zhou Shuren had a distance from him, but it was not completely possible that the Zhou family could not let Chang Lian divorce his wife. He had taken care of Chang Lian and Meng Juren.

Zhou Shuren was moving in the yard without sending Jiang Ming. Looking up at the sky, there was a lot of snow this winter, not heavy, and the light snow was flying, which was quite artistic.

At Yao's mansion, Yao Zheyu was called back with a cold face. He was very happy that Lord Zhou made a father say yesterday and really didn't want to come back.
Chapter completed!