The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-Law

Chapter 1563 Beaten

In the Taishanghuang's bedroom, the Taishanghuang chatted with Zhou Shuren and played chess. The Taishanghuang glanced at the youngest son who was serving tea, and suddenly said: "I can't get out of the palace anymore. I want Rong Chuan to stare at the breeding shed. What do you think?" how?"

The chess piece in Zhou Shuren's hand fell neatly, "I think it's better to leave it to the emperor."

Cultivating fine seeds is a great achievement. Once the results are achieved, it is not appropriate for anyone to get it. This is no longer a trick, but a reminder.

He understood the empress's heart, and felt that Rong Chuan's position was stable due to his achievements. However, even if the emperor could accommodate his own brothers, what if the crown prince succeeded? Who can say for sure in the future, people are not static, with time and environment, people change the fastest.

The Supreme Emperor raised his eyes, "I."

Forget it, he hoped to give his youngest son more protection before he died, and he had carefully weighed it, since Zhou Shuren said so, then forget it, in fact, he didn't make up his mind, otherwise he wouldn't tell Zhou Shuren first in private.

Rong Chuan's back slowly relaxed, and he sat on the side eating sunflower seeds, his father was very good to him, he had to admit it, but his father-in-law would consider his situation, his father was superior and would not change bit thinking.

On Zhulan's side, the Empress Dowager's mind is now on the Supreme Emperor, and she doesn't care about other things, so she doesn't ask about Changzhong's marriage, etc. when chatting, and only talks about new scripts published in the capital recently.

Like Rong Chuan, Xuehan, a junior, was waiting on the sidelines. Zhulan wanted to reach out to help, but the Queen Mother stopped her.

Listening to Linxi's laughter, the queen mother smiled and said: "This girl likes to bully my son, look at her happy."

Xuehan answered, "Ze'er has been letting Linxi go."

The Queen Mother said cheerfully, "It's better to have brothers."

Saying that, the queen mother was depressed, brother, she also has brothers, hey.

Concubine Zhang's bedroom, Concubine Zhang didn't want to see her sister-in-law, her ears were listening to her sister-in-law's words, but her eyes were on the little prince.

Feng's heart was depressed. She said it for a while, but the young lady didn't even respond, "Ma'am, we are also doing it for your own good."

Concubine Zhang frowned, "Your voice is too loud, it disturbed the little prince."

Feng's voice lowered, "Niang Niang, this child is still for my own good, this bloodline will never stop."

Concubine Zhang doesn't like her sister-in-law. The eldest brother hasn't been promoted for so many years. The sister-in-law has contributed a lot.

As a result, Miss Feng fell into the water in winter, and she was almost rescued. Even if she survived, she collapsed. The elder brother was the eldest son who would definitely not marry, and finally settled on the current sister-in-law.

Concubine Zhang lowered her eyes, sister-in-law's words meant big brother, it should be said that it meant the Zhang family, prince, it is good to have the blood of Zhang family, Concubine Zhang pursed her lips, she has been blocking her sister-in-law recently, but today After entering the palace, he took a deep breath, "Sister-in-law, I am very content with the present."

Feng Shi, "??"

I want to scold someone. Back then, my sister-in-law didn't fight or grab her. She thought it was good, and she was so angry when she entered the palace.

Thinking of another purpose, Feng said, "It's time for your niece to get engaged. I have found a good family here. Can you help?"

Concubine Zhang paid attention, "Which one?"

"The youngest son of Marquis Zhou."

Concubine Zhang, "!!"

In the afternoon, Zhou Shuren and his wife returned home. The butler was waiting anxiously after getting off the carriage. Zhulan asked, "Your face is sweaty, what happened?"

The butler hurriedly said: "Master Hou, the uncle is beating Mr. Minghui, you and your wife should go and have a look."

Zhou Shuren was extremely surprised, "Boss did anything to Minghui?"

Zhulan was also surprised, "Minghui must have gotten into trouble."

Zhou Shuren asked, "Tell me, how did Minghui provoke the prince?"

The housekeeper's eyes were dim, and he didn't dare to hide it, "Mr. Minghui played truant from school, and even went to the theater. There was a servant to deliver a letter. The son knew that he personally arrested Mr. Minghui and returned."

Zhou Shuren narrowed his eyes, "Can I ask who sent the letter?"

The butler lowered his head, "Young Master Wen Liu."

Zhulan recalled, "The concubine of Wen's family."

Zhou Shuren understood why the boss was angry and beat Minghui. Minghui skipped school for one reason, and went to the theater for another reason. Wen's family sent a letter.

Zhou Shuren, "Let's go and have a look."

Zhulan sighed, "Boss must not get angry, it's scary to get angry, otherwise Mrs. Li won't let the housekeeper guard us at the door."

Zhou Shuren understood the eldest son, "He is the future Marquis of Zhou, and their house represents the Marquis Mansion. They were originally opposed to the Wen family, and the boss got angry because of the Marquis Mansion."

Zhulan didn't answer, and quickened her pace. The elder son was under a lot of pressure, and he was afraid that he would discredit the Hou family if he did something wrong. Minghui's business was not the Wen family's sending a letter, so the eldest son really wouldn't be so angry.

The two arrived at the big room, and the girl and woman of the big room saw the savior. In the hall, Minghui was lying on his stomach, and there was a broken stick on the ground. Mrs. Li hugged Boss Zhou tightly.

Zhulan listened to Minghui's snort, then looked at the broken stick, took a deep breath, "Go get the doctor."

The boss and his wife noticed the door. Boss Zhou knelt down in front of his father's expressionless face, "Father, mother."

Mrs. Li hugged her husband for a long time, and now she was exhausted, and sat down on the ground. Hearing the sound of his son gasping for air, he hurriedly got up to see his son, "Son, the doctor will be here in a while, and the pain will stop in a while. "

Zhou Shuren, "Get up for me."

As soon as Boss Zhou heard that his father didn't mean to blame him, he quickly stood up and wiped his face fiercely, "Father, my son didn't educate Minghui well, and he has discredited the Hou Mansion."

Minghui's forehead was covered with sweat, he didn't dare to move, his butt hurt when he moved, and his voice was extremely hoarse, "Grandpa, grandson knows it's wrong."

Zhou Shuren feels sorry for his grandson, the boss has played tricks this time, "You are not allowed to play truant in the future."

Minghui was stunned for a moment, wouldn't grandpa send news to Wen Wen's family?

Zhou Shuren sat down and looked at Minghui, "You saved Mingrui from breaking his leg, the Wen family and the Qi family paid the price, you should know that your every word and deed will be watched by someone, and you won't be fine just because it's been a long time Now, you should be more cautious, today's fight will also let you have a long memory."

Minghui pursed his lips, "Grandson will be careful in the future."

Zhou Shuren continued: "Grandpa knows that you know what's in your heart. Grandpa never worries about you. Grandpa will not interfere with your future. But grandpa doesn't want us white-haired people to give away black-haired people because of your carelessness."

Minghui is a smart kid, but sometimes he can play tricks too.

After the doctor came, he confirmed that Minghui could be moved, so he asked the boy to move carefully. The doctor cleaned up and gave medicine, but the doctor gave Shizi a sideways look, and he was ruthless enough, "Young master's injury needs to be healed for a month or two. "

Zhou Shuren didn't mention the eldest son. If he mentioned the eldest son, the eldest son would have no idea. He thinks it's good now.

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