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Chapter eight hundred and eighty bold bad boys

The next morning, Zhou Shuren, who had been angry all night last night, had already left early. While having breakfast, Zhulan said to Chang Lian: "Your father said that Rongchuan is not here today. You have made an appointment to appreciate the paintings and take them to Ninghou Mansion to appreciate them."

Chang Lian, “...Mom, did your son miss something?”

When I was eating roasted whole lamb last night, my father knew it and said that I would write an appreciation article tonight and my father will come back to see it!

Zhulan thought to herself, because someone can't control his hands, then Zhou Shuren will help control his legs, "You ask Rong Chuan!"

She knew that Rong Chuan didn't dare to say why, so he was beaten.

Chang Lian was very curious, but his mother couldn't say anything, so she could only suppress her curiosity and decided to go to Ninghou's mansion to ask Rong Chuan later.

Xuehan's ears were red and she couldn't drink the porridge in this bowl. She saw it last night and couldn't think about it, she couldn't think about it anymore.

In Ninghou Mansion, Rong Chuansheng was having breakfast without any desire, lowered his head and was very wilted, and he looked lifeless.

Ning Xu raised his eyebrows, "But you have been bullied? Son, don't be afraid to tell your father, dad will avenge you."

He is honestly huddling in the capital, which does not mean that he is easy to bully.

Rong Chuan raised his head, looking like you were not good, and then lowered his head to chew the buns. The delicious buns were not delicious at all now. He had been looking forward to the rest for a long time, and he had discussed with Xue Han. In the morning, he took Xue Han to the street to play in the afternoon. He ordered a lantern and a glass lantern at the shop, and was waiting to surprise Xue Han!

Ning Xu, "...Son, do you underestimate your father too much?"

It really doesn't work, there's the emperor!

Rong Chuan put down his chopsticks, "Dad, Uncle Zhou won't let his son come in."

Ning Xu was curious, "Why?"

Zhou Shuren is like a father to Rong Chuan, so why wouldn't Rong Chuan come to the door?

Rong Chuan moved his hand with the chopsticks, and couldn't help but look at his right hand. It was all blamed for his right hand. It had his own ideas and whispered in a low voice that happened last night, "That's how it is. Uncle only left one sentence and left."

Ning Xu coughed and lowered his head to eat. He was already in a disadvantage. Moreover, Zhou Shuren was a little too powerful, and he was sometimes scared.

Rong Chuan looked speechlessly at his father who hadn't heard anything. It turned out that you were such a father. "Dad, you said you wanted to help me just now."

Ning Xu was very sad, "Dad wants to help you too, but for this matter, son, you underestimate your Uncle Zhou's awesomeness."

He knew too much. Zhou Shuren had already played Tai Chi with various departments instead of Lord Xiao, and he still played very well, but he didn't get a advantage. He also indirectly expressed some new rules and changes in the Ministry of Revenue.

He had analyzed Zhou Shuren a lot, and he also sighed regretfully that if Zhou Shuren had rebelled with the emperor earlier, he would not have fought for so long. He had a very high evaluation of Zhou Shuren.

Of course, he also had a high opinion of Zhou Shuren. Zhou Shuren proved himself in the capital for more than half a year and had his own place in the court. Otherwise, these old foxes would not have paid attention to Zhou Shuren.

Rong Chuan smiled, "Well, Uncle Zhou is particularly awesome."

Ning Xu choked and said in front of your father that others were amazing, which hurt his son, and his little eyes would make him jealous.

Yao Hou Mansion and Yao Wenqi knew Zhang Yang's every move. Zhang Yang invited Shi Qing yesterday and gave Shi Qing a lot of things.

Yao Wenqi was resistant to this son-in-law, and his identity was the thing he looked down upon the most, and he also doubted whether Shi Qing was the emperor's person.

Now the quiet Shi Qing is emerging again, and Yao Wenqi has to pay attention to it. This son-in-law has never met several times. Because of his background, Shi Qing's personality is too cold.

But he was his son-in-law after all, and now he was a little confused. It was too dangerous for him to win over Shi Qing.

In Shi Qing's mansion, Yao Yao touched her stomach and signaled that the mother-in-law would go down and sit in a chair. Thinking about her husband's actions, she brought too many gifts back last night.

She was a little scared. The fifth prince, she didn't want her husband to contact from the bottom of her heart. Trouble means danger. In addition, the Shi Mansion gave Zhang Jinghong some food and use a while ago. The fifth prince hated Zhang Jinghong to death. Is there no knot in his heart?

The public announcement told her to take care of her baby. She never calmed down. She thought too much. The child in her belly was a little dissatisfied and kicked him hard. Yao Yao was helpless, but her tone was very doting, "You kid is really naughty, you are not allowed to bully your mother."

Zhou Mansion, Xuehan didn't leave after dinner, and was obediently busy dividing the lines. It had been more than half an hour.

Zhulan likes her daughter to accompany her very much, but she doesn't say anything, so she feels boring. She is quite gossipy. Rong Chuan didn't get it last night, and she hasn't pulled it before.

Xuehan felt that her mother had been looking at her, her cheeks were red, "Mom, don't look at her daughter."

Zhulan put down the divided embroidery thread, "Okay, I won't look at you, so what do you want to do when you keep guarding me?"

Xuehan pulled the embroidery thread in his hand, and it was almost wrapped in a ball. Zhulan quickly took it over, "If you don't buy this color of embroidery thread, I will only have these left."

Xuehan thought about it and said, "Mom, I want to go out in the afternoon."

The bamboo orchid untied the embroidery thread, "Go, remember to bring a few more servants."

Xuehan was stunned. Mother agreed without asking anything, "Mom, dad won't let Rong Chuan enter."

Zhulan blinked, "He didn't stop you from going out either."

Xuehan smiled sweetly, rushed over and hugged her mother, "Thank you, mom."

Zhulan signaled her daughter to let go quickly. The girl was too motivated and she almost breathed. "But, if he holds hands, I hope you beat him up."

Yes, she was not as angry as Zhou Shuren, but she still wanted to teach Rong Chuan a lesson. This kid was much more courageous than before.

Xuehan's face turned red, "Mom."

Zhulan waved, "Go quickly, don't delay my embroidery of paintings."

That’s right, Zhulan wanted to embroider a painting, but she was painting herself. This was a birthday gift for Zhou Shuren next year. In ancient times, she lit up her embroidery skills, which was amazing.

In Zhoujia Village, Xuemei was furious in the morning. She just turned around and ran away and took away her small bag.

Xuemei's mother-in-law and father-in-law were frightened and had already gone out to find her.

Xuemei was both angry and anxious. She didn't know where the twins were gone. She thought she would not go on a hunger strike. She performed very well these days, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Who would have thought that the twins were holding back their troubles and actually learned to run away from home.

When Jiang Sheng saw the messy wife, he knew that his son was gone, and his scalp was numb. He ran in a hurry and almost fell down.
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