Chapter 1000 You Are the One Who Wants to Be the Emperor, Be Generous

As the weather gets colder, Zhulan is even more reluctant to leave the house. This year's freezing, except for the first snow in winter, there has been no snow in the following days.

Xuehan sat beside her mother. As the day of getting married was getting closer, Rong Chuan was completely blocked by her father. Hearing the cold wind outside, Xuehan couldn't help shrinking her neck, "Mother, this year It's too cold in winter, and I'm going to get married in ten days or so, so I suffer from the weather."

Zhulan suddenly laughed, "It's Rong Chuan who really suffers, and he will come to pick you up on horseback."

There are very few people on the street in this weather, let alone people riding horses. Everyone who goes out takes a carriage.

Xuehan felt a little distressed, and said again: "Who made him rush to get married, how about waiting for the spring of next year."

Zhulan smiled, "Just be stubborn."

This girl doesn't know how to feel distressed, don't think she doesn't know, for her daughter to get married, she won't be cold, she made a new cloak for her daughter, all the way to her feet, this girl puts it on warmly and asks the servant to give it to Rong Chuan The letter has been delivered.

Xue Han blushed, and wanted to get married and live in a strange place again. Even with Rong Chuan around, she still felt a little uneasy, and she hugged the hand warmer in her hand tightly to ease it.

Mrs. Song went to take a rest, the girl led Song Lan in, Zhulan hurriedly greeted, "Why is it so cold, come here to warm up."

Song Lan supported her stomach, "Mother, have you heard the news?"

Zhulan handed the hand warmer to Song Lan, "You mean the Ministry of Rites?"

Song Lan was flustered. In recent days, since Lord Feng, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, was imprisoned, many people were implicated by the Ministry of Rites. Xianggong told her not to worry, but she was flustered, "Mother, will Xianggong be pushed out to take the blame?"

This was what she was most worried about. Xianggong had been making things difficult for her in the Ministry of Rites. She didn't want to see her younger siblings' worried faces, and she wanted to find peace of mind, so she came to Zhou Mansion.

Zhulan knew about the Ministry of Rites. The Ministry of Rites was cleaned up. Many officials of the Feng family were arrested. The evidence is all true. The Feng family is too arrogant and has not gained popularity. Your godfather told me that Wu Ming only joined the Ministry of Rites this year, and he has always been unwelcome in the Ministry of Rites, so it seems that he will not be pushed out to take the blame."

No matter what, Zhou Shuren was able to go to the palace to see the emperor from time to time, not to mention that this was planned by the prince alone. Wu Ming is the prince's man, and Wu Ming is the safest person in the Ministry of Rites. It is Gu Zhuomin who should be worried.

Song Lan felt relieved, "Let godfather worry about it."

"Sure, is the child in your belly listening?"

Song Lan rubbed her belly, the corners of her mouth were full of tenderness, "This child tossed me when she was first pregnant, but as she got older, she felt sorry for my mother, and my complexion has recovered in the past two months."

"Where are your siblings?"

Wang Ling seldom comes to the Zhou Mansion, Zhu Lan figured it out, the last time she saw Wang Ling was when she celebrated her birthday.

Song Lan said: "My brother and sister have always been in better health than me. The doctor just checked the pulse a few days ago. Both the brother and the child are fine."

Zhulan was relieved, there was no elder in the Wu family, she was also worried about it, but she had to take care of the whole family, and it was not easy to intervene in the Wu family, so at most she would ask more questions.

In the household department, Zhou Shuren put his hands in his sleeves, sat motionless and warmed himself by the fire. He had written too much just now, and his hands were very cold.

Zhou Shuren looked at the brazier and signaled Jinyan to go to the small kitchen of the household department to get some potatoes or sweet potatoes.

When Wang Jue came in, he could smell the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, and he was so envious, "Is this roasted for me?"

Zhou Shuren stared at Wang Jue's face, "You will gain weight this winter, and your face will grow bigger again."

Wang Jue is used to Zhou Shuren hurting him, "Speak up, you can talk for a few days."

The Ministry of Etiquette has been cleaned up, and he is going to be transferred. Thinking about it, I am so happy.

Zhou Shuren snorted, "I have already found someone to replace you."

"Then I sympathize with the person who succeeds me."

Zhou Shuren was also happy. Some officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs will leave in the coming year, and some of them are circled by him. He needs some more capable and efficient people.

Zhou Shuren stared at the roasted sweet potato that was snatched from his hand,

"You're really not afraid of me anymore."

Wang Zhuo is not afraid, after a few years, he will be on the same level as Zhou Shuren. Although the power is not as great as Zhou Shuren, it is nice to be equal.

Zhou Shuren wanted to kick Wang Jue, but after thinking about it, he thought about it, and for the sake of Mr. Wang, "You just have a good father."

Mr. Wang did not lose his favor for Wang Juo. These days, the court was in chaos. He was often called into the palace by the emperor. There were quite a few people who were close to him.

Wang Jue has a good father and he is proud, "I have been the object of envy since I was a child, and you are also a good father. Your son has always been envied, and recently he has been hated even more."

Zhou Shuren was silent. Indeed, the emperor's actions were not hidden from anyone. The General Department of Maritime Affairs in the capital has been established, and some officials from Pinggang have been transferred back. The establishment of this branch and the list of officials have heard many letters. His son It was the emperor himself who said that he had outstanding abilities.

There is no shortage of practicing old foxes in the capital, the emperor said in front of many ministers, this is a signal that Zhou Changlian's name will be on the list.

Zhou Shuren smiled, "Why, are you jealous of my son?"

"No, I'm not jealous. I have a good father myself, but it's a pity you don't have one. Otherwise, your official career will be smoother."

Zhou Shuren bent his eyes, "I don't have a good father, and my official career is better than yours."

Wang Zhuo, "..."

Heartbroken, no one in this capital is jealous of Zhou Shuren, but jealousy is useless, Zhou Shuren is not a good father, but he is appreciated and valued by the emperor.

In the palace, the emperor was relieved to have solved the Feng family, and the Chen family fell into it again, so he could relax a bit, "Your younger brother is going to get married in ten days or so."

The prince was heartbroken, he always regretted that the house he bought was secretly given to the third uncle instead of directly to Rong Chuan, "Rong Chuan's wish has come true."

He had never seen a person who hated marrying so much, no, Mr. Zhou blocked him from entering the mansion, and this person's hospitality did not stop, and he was even more diligent in giving gifts.

The emperor said: "Looking at the happy day of getting married, you can't see blood."

It's a pity that several months of prison food will be wasted.

The emperor suddenly said: "What wedding gift did you give Rong Chuan?"

Prince, "....... Isn't the house your son gave you enough?"

The emperor turned around, "Is that counted? You want the emperor, so be more generous."

The prince wants to vomit blood, and it is precisely because he wants to be the emperor that he is stingy. The construction of this country needs money everywhere, "Son."

"Um?"

The prince paused, "My son has a pair of carved bonsai that are particularly good. They are natural treasures. Good things come in pairs. My son thinks it is good."

The emperor's eyes widened a little, it is indeed a treasure, the stubborn eldest son is really willing, "You are not so generous to your father."

Prince, "..."

He felt that he was the most difficult, it was really too difficult!

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