Chapter eight hundred and seventy second: pretending to be confused
Butler Ding handed over the post, "The post just sent by Ran's mansion."
Zhulan took it over and looked at it with a smile on her face, "Ran Wan has arrived in the capital."
When Gao heard the surname Ran, he reacted for a while before he thought of who it was. The Zhou family's future eldest grandson wife said with a smile: "This is a greeting."
Zhulan put down her post, "Yeah."
Seeing that it was getting late, Gao said, "I'll go back today. You can choose a good day and tell me."
Zhulan stood up, "Thank you so much today."
"I will also have times to bother you in the future."
Zhulan, "As long as you speak, I will definitely do it."
Ministry of Revenue, Zhang Yang kept sneezing, his mind was a little confused, he couldn't concentrate, and he lay weakly on the table. It was useless to be careful, and he still caught a cold.
He didn't want to come today, but he came with a breath in his heart.
He has low EQ, but he is not stupid. When he found out that Rong Chuan went to Zhou Mansion, he knew the reason for his suffering. He sneered that the ones he raised since childhood were different.
Zhou Shuren naturally knew that Zhang Yang was sick, and the doctor was quite worried, but Zhou Shuren's calmness was very infectious, and several doctors were calm.
But when he heard the news that the fifth prince entered the palace, several men raised the center again, and the doctor Zhao was pushed out, "Sir, the fifth prince has entered the palace."
Zhou Shuren looked at the prepared form and didn't raise his head, "Oh."
Doctor Zhao repeated again, "Sir, the fifth prince is sick and goes to the palace."
Sir, you dig a hole for the fifth prince, we can all understand. Now that the fifth prince has entered the palace to complain, please give me some reaction!
Zhou Shuren waved his hand, "I heard it, go whatever you should do. The taxes in each province are filled in according to the form I just mentioned. Go quickly, I'm in a hurry."
Doctor Zhao carefully distinguished the adult's tone. The adult really didn't care. Several people looked at each other, "Yes."
Zhou Shuren thought to himself that Zhang Yang would never see him when he entered the palace. He would go to complain if he was sick. If he was a biological son, the emperor would definitely go and see him. Unfortunately, he was not a biological son. The emperor was afraid of being infected!
Especially now that the emperor is not young, he can cherish his body more than ever.
In the palace, Zhang Yang felt that his head was getting hotter. He must be very pitiful now, and his father would vent his anger for him.
The wish is good, but unfortunately, I didn’t even go in the gate of Zheng Palace, and even Eunuch Liu didn’t see him, but only saw a little eunuch.
The little eunuch is also far away, "Your Highness, the emperor has been unwell these days and cannot see your highness. The lord is sick. The emperor asked your highness to return to the mansion to rest. The imperial physician is already on his way to the prince's mansion."
Zhang Yang's heart was frozen in an instant, and his mind was no longer hot, only a cold chill, "What's the matter with the prince?"
The little eunuch was stunned and shook his head, "No."
The little eunuch lowered his head and said, "The emperor has something to tell His Highness to not be too long and always remember the face of the royal family."
Zhang Yang's body suddenly became cold. His father knew his every move, and Zhou Shuren also knew his father's cheating. This time it was also the lesson his father gave him. This is the most ruthless part of the royal family.
Zhang Yang turned around a little staggeringly and left the palace step by step. Halfway through, snowflakes floated on the sky. There was not a single person in front of him, making the palace even colder.
Zhang Yang speeded up his pace, as if there were beasts behind him, walking like an escape.
In the Zheng Hall, the prince looked up at his father several times, but he wanted to speak but stopped.
The emperor felt it, "If you have something to say."
The prince said: "Father, did you think Zhou Shuren felt something? He was very sure of the right measure."
The emperor raised his head, "Do you feel this way?"
The prince nodded, "Yes, the real and fake prince, everyone is concerned about it, but Zhou Shuren has never asked about it. His son thought that Lord Zhou was too cautious, but since Zhang Yang entered the Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren has taken too accurate standards."
It will not destroy the plan, nor will it anger Zhang Yin, this measure is not so easy to grasp.
The emperor was silent for a while and cursed in a low voice, "This is the real old fox. He left himself out, but he guessed it a little."
The prince lowered his eyes, "Father, how much do you think Zhou Shuren knows?"
The emperor threw down the note in his hand, "I should be able to guess a few points, probably not much. The clever thing about him is to pretend to be confused when he understands it."
The prince smiled, "My son feels so too."
It was afternoon when Zhou Shuren knew that Zhang Yang had returned to the prince's mansion, but the emperor did not see him. The news about the capital was spreading quickly.
The next day, Ran Wan's mother Liu brought Ran Wan to the Zhou family.
Liu took Ran Wan to greet him, and Liu said, "These are the pear paste my mother-in-law brought to you."
When Zhulan was in Jinzhou, she liked pear paste. This was made by Ran Qi himself. "I still thought that I wouldn't be able to eat it if I didn't live in Jinzhou this year. Your mother-in-law is so kind."
Liu smiled, "Mother-in-law said you must think about it, so I did more this year, and most of them were brought by me."
Zhulan smiled and asked Mrs. Song to take it down, and waved to Ran Wan, "I received a post yesterday, and I was thinking about Girl Wan. It took so long since I saw her, and she became more and more handsome."
Seeing that Yang Shuren had no perfunctory expression, Liu smiled even deeper, "Where is the change you said so much? You haven't seen her for too long."
Zhulan hugged Ran Wan, "You, the mother, naturally can't feel it when you see each other every day. I don't tell lies at my age."
Liu was happy. The more the Zhou family’s mistress liked her daughter, the more she would be able to marry her in the future. “I will let Wan'er come to accompany you more when she lives in the capital in the future.”
Zhulan responded, "That's good, you are not allowed to let anyone go at that time."
"I will release someone."
At this time, Mrs. Song came in with the box. Zhulan took the box. The box was a set of head noodles prepared yesterday. She opened the box and handed it to Ran Wan, "This set of head noodles is newly made, and the gems on it were awarded from the palace. Today I will give it to Wan Girl."
Liu smiled with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. This set of hair and face was better than what his sister-in-law gave him. The gems on the jewelry were worthy of being rewarded by the palace. I was very satisfied with the Zhou family's emphasis on their daughter, but they should be modest. "Aunt, this hair and face are too expensive."
Ran Wan also hurriedly put down the box, "Wan'er can't ask for it, she is so expensive."
Zhulan pulled Ran Wan, "If you don't accept it, wouldn't you want to come to accompany me, the old lady?"
Ran Wan blinked her eyes, then picked up the box, "Wan'er accepted it, and you can't rush Wan'er away when Wan'er comes uninvited."
"Oh, look at what I said. I wish I could leave you to accompany me as an old lady now. It's a pity that Wan'er is still too young and will have to wait a few years."
Chapter completed!