In the big room, Mingteng finally remembered what he had overlooked and hurriedly took an umbrella and wanted to go out.

Boss Zhou frowned, "On a heavy rainy day, what are you going to do if you stay honestly?"

Mingteng was anxious, "Dad, I want to send a letter to the Ran family."

Boss Zhou didn't understand, so Mingteng could only patiently explain what Ran Xun was in the academy. Boss Zhou said: "It's true that it should be notified to the Ran family."

Mingteng ran away with an umbrella, Li said speechless, "You father and son are stupid. If you have a servant, Mingteng doesn't have to run errands by himself."

Boss Zhou, "I'm not stupid. Instead of letting Mingteng wait for news, it's better for Mingteng to go there in person, so as not to keep Mingteng from calming down and I'm upset."

He didn't want to hear his son ask whether the message was sent to him.

Li sighed. Mingyun was the most worry-free son in the family. His face suddenly changed and he pulled his eldest son's arm, "You must take more servants when you go out in the future, and never leave the servant's eyes."

Changlian is the target, and so is Mingyun. Her son is her pride. Every time she is invited, someone will praise Mingyun. Who doesn’t know that the Zhou family and grandson are outstanding? It’s too late to hide their weaknesses now.

Boss Zhou was also frightened, "Yes, my dad will take you to and from school in the future."

Mingyun was speechless, "Dad, you can't fight, and I'm so old, having a servant is enough."

Boss Zhou coughed, "Then let a few more servants pick you up."

Mingyun knew that his parents were worried and nodded in agreement. He really didn't think he would attack him, because the third uncle was in front of him. He was not even a scholar, so there was no need to bypass the third uncle and target him. Moreover, the fourth uncle was also a scholar above him.

Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren received Qiu Yan's care as soon as he entered the house. Qiu Yan said: "I don't get much news. Is your son injured?"

Zhou Shuren sat down and said, "Both Changlian and Rongchuan were not injured."

Qiu Yan, "It's good if you haven't been hurt, and peace is a blessing."

Zhou Shuren looked at Qiu Yan's deep brows and knew in his heart that Qiu Yan was not only concerned, but also worried about the situation in the capital. In the whirlpool in the Zhou family, he could not comfort Qiu Yan.

Speaking of which, he and Qiu Yan got along well, especially in the past six months, even at the same level, Qiu Yan was more helping him. Thinking of this, he spoke, "The Ministry of Revenue is safe."

After hearing this, Qiu Yan smiled on his face. He did not have the ability of Zhou Shuren. Lord Xiao had talked to him several times and he also understood the meaning. He had little chance of promotion. Compared to being transferred elsewhere, he naturally hoped to stay in the Ministry of Revenue. He did not resist assisting Zhou Shuren.

He saw some minor changes to the Ministry of Revenue. He hoped that Zhou Shuren would be good, and he hoped that the Ministry of Revenue would not be involved in the whirlpool, so Zhou Shuren's words would make him feel at ease.

Because Zhou Shuren is very calm, when someone cares, Zhou Shuren will also talk about the situation. The Ministry of Revenue knows that Chang Lian has no accurate news about his injury, and no one continues to spread exaggerated rumors for the time being.

The capital city's eyes ignored Chang Lian and focused on Ninghou's mansion because Rongchuan had never left the palace.

In the palace, Rong Chuan was sorting out the memorials. He wanted to go home but didn't want to stay in the palace. He mentioned it. The emperor refused to let him go and asked about his well-being. He was even more worried and asked him to sort out the memorials. Compared with the fear that he was now, yesterday's assassination was just a moment, and he was afraid that he would go there. In addition, he was the only one of his father and had many masters around him. As long as he didn't try to get rid of the guards, his safety was guaranteed.

Seeing Rong Chuan distracted, the prince took the clone and patted Rong Chuan's back of his hand. Seeing Rong Chuan come back to his senses, he continued to look at the clone.

Rong Chuan was particularly entangled. Today, the emperor asked him about his well-being, and the prince was very concerned about him. The two spoke very lightly, as if they were more serious and could scare him. He was not a girl, no, the point is, what happened to the emperor and the prince?

The emperor looked down at his hand, turned it over and looked back, and then turned it back. His palms and backs were covered with flesh. Now he didn't know who Rong Chuan was. He knew. Thinking about the past when he attacked Zhang Jinghong, he didn't know that Zhang Jinghong was fake.

The emperor closed his eyes and seemed to see blood. Anger and sadness were entangled. The fire in his heart was so burning. He would not help but think that if he couldn't control it, the dream would become a reality, blood flowed into a river, and his son's blood, blood tributed to the imperial power.

The emperor opened his eyes and saw that he didn't know anything. Before he could touch the youngest son, his heart was filled with anger and he waved his hand to signal his younger son to come over.

Rong Chuan put down the note in his hand and walked over, "Emperor."

The emperor felt guilty. In the face of his son Qingming's eyes, he could not explain to his younger son, and he restrained his emotions, "Next year will be your three-year assessment in the Hanlin Academy. Do you have any plans?"

Rong Chuan's eyes lit up. He had plans, but his father disagreed. Now is an opportunity. "I want to release it from Beijing."

The emperor choked, "...How could he have the idea of ​​leaving Beijing? Everyone wants to go to Beijing to become an official."

Rong Chuan thought to himself that he had to give his third brother a good impression and strive to be sent to a good place in the future. "The third brother said that if you want to be a good official, you must get close to people's livelihood so that you can learn more about it."

The emperor was silent. Zhou Shuren taught all the children well. This time he was assassinated, "What are your plans besides leaving Beijing?"

When Rong Chuan heard this, the emperor did not support him from leaving the capital. Fortunately, he spoke for the third brother and was a little disappointed. "My plan is that my wife and children are warm on the bed, and their words are a bit rough, but their meaning is straightforward. This is what I think in my heart."

emperor,"......."

How much hated the youngest son had to marry, it was wrong, he wanted to marry. Now he felt that he felt much better when facing his youngest son's straightforward thoughts.

At noon, Zhulan and her daughter had a meal together. Zhulan slept back in the morning and was already much better. Because Rongchuan had not left the palace, Xuehan stayed in the main courtyard.

The Yang Zhumu brothers went to Wuchun's house because they had to live until winter, so the house needed to buy a lot of things.

Zhulan sent Butler Wang to help, and sent a few maids to be responsible for cleaning and cooking.

The Yang family followed the Beijing family to Beijing with servants, not even a rough woman.

The Zhou family, except for a few young people who don’t understand what it is to assassinate, today’s Zhou family is quite depressed.

The food was cooked very lightly. Zhulan looked at her daughter who was counting rice grains, "The Hou Mansion said that Rong Chuan would come to deliver a letter when he left the palace. According to Rong Chuan's temperament, he would definitely come here in person."

Xuehan was no longer shy this time and was a little worried, "Mom, will Rong Chuan be in danger if he doesn't stay in the Hou's Mansion?"

Zhulan lit her daughter's forehead, "I think you're just thinking too much. Rong Chuan must have followed a lot of people around her. Moreover, the emperor was already furious. Now the capital is searching everywhere and will not attack Rong Chuan."

Xuehan knew in her heart, but she was worried uncontrollably. She thought a lot. If something happened to Rong Chuan, she would have thought about it for the rest of her life to be with the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, "Mom."
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