Chapter 1605 Help Someone

The emperor squinted, "Don't mutter, isn't this the result you want?"

Zhou Shuren raised his head, "The old minister knows that he can't hide it from the emperor. The old minister's existence today is all thanks to the emperor's grace. The old minister never imagines that there will be nothing, but the old minister will do his duty. Some people will not let the old minister go!"

The emperor gestured to continue, Zhou Shuren said: "I don't want to be a ladder for others to climb, and I hate getting involved in the marriage of my granddaughter. At the same time, I am also afraid."

The crown prince looked sideways, is Zhouhou still afraid?

Zhou Shuren coughed, "I'm afraid that if you get married, you will be a white-eyed wolf. I'm not making a wedding dress for someone else today. I'm afraid that Zhouhou's mansion will eventually be smashed to pieces."

The emperor and the prince fell silent, and Zhou Shuren hinted that the Yong'an Duke's Mansion was not trustworthy, and mirrored himself, fearing that he would be killed.

The study room was too quiet, and Eunuch Zhang was in a cold sweat. Zhou Hou was really bold this week!

Zhou Shuren is not afraid at all, he has done enough, as long as he does not break the law, the royal family can find no reason to blame him, and now, he is not afraid to show some feelings, yes, he is afraid, afraid of Zhou Houfu as fleeting.

Your Majesty, "You have always fulfilled your duties. As long as you are worthy of the court and the people, what you think will not happen."

Zhou Shuren's eyes were deep, and he was satisfied with the result of this trial, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The emperor personally helped him up, "My father and I believe in you."

Whether a person has the country in his heart and the people in his heart, he can see it very clearly. If he has no worries, Zhou Shuren deserves more.

Zhou Shuren asked in a low voice, "If the minister and Duke Yong'an quarrel or fight, who will the emperor help?"

Prince, "??"

Your majesty, "...you can fight?"

Zhou Shuren couldn't explain it in a single word. This question is a bit biased. Yes, Duke Yong'an is a general, but whoever stipulates that fighting must be done by himself, it is stupid to fight when he knows he can't fight, "I have a master sent by the emperor."

emperor,"."

Zhou Shuren continued secretly, "I think it's not good for the Supreme Emperor to hold his breath all the time."

It was really difficult for the Supreme Emperor when the country was just founded, so I must keep this tone in my heart.

emperor,"."

Prince, "."

After Zhou Shuren's report was over, he happily walked out of the palace, attracting the attention of the patrolling guards. The commander of the guards knew Zhou Shuren well, so he deliberately stopped, "Is there a happy event for Marquis Zhou?"

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, "There is indeed a happy event, the commander has worked hard."

The guard commander smiled and said: "Then I won't delay Lord Hou.

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People who are also trusted by the emperor have no conflict of interest with each other, and the relationship is still good.

In Zhouhou Mansion, Zhulan was speechless to the eldest son-in-law, "It's not an option for you to hide."

I hid here early in the morning, what is this called.

Xuemei said bluntly, "My daughter should know that the husband has no intention of accepting apprentices after thinking about hiding for a few days. Even if she doesn't give up, there won't be as many people as there are now."

Jiang Sheng agreed with the lady's thoughts, "Mother, we are disturbing you."

Zhulan waved her hand, "This is nothing to disturb you, you don't have to accompany me, go to the yard to rest."

Xuemei checked the gift list in the middle of the night when she went home yesterday, and now she lacks energy, so she got up and went back to the courtyard where she lived for a while to rest.

Just as Xuemei and her husband left, Qingxue came in and said, "Marquis Rong and Madam have brought the son here."

Zhulan was surprised, "Please come in quickly."

Rong Enqing and his wife came in, Zhulan looked at Rong Anying, "The child didn't go to the academy, why did you bring the child here?"

Yao Yao looked sideways at her husband, and Rong Enqing pushed her son, "I hired a master who teaches calligraphy and painting for An Yun. An Yun has some talent in painting, and today she has the cheek to come to visit Mr. Jiang's name."

Zhu Lan was not surprised by Rong Enqing's straightforwardness, there was no need to come here these years, and she beckoned An Yun to come forward, "This child is also a boy in a blink of an eye."

An Yun often comes here with her parents, respects the old lady very much, and hurriedly greets her, "How is the old lady?"

Zhulan, "Okay, okay."

The longer the child grew, the more he looked like Rong Enqing back then.

Rong Enqing often went to teach orphans in the past two years, as if he had found a new goal, he was more energetic than before, with such a smile, the father and son became more alike.

Yao Yao looked at her son with soft eyes, her son has been sensible since he was a child, and her heart hurts again, if it is not for her mother, her son will have a better future, not like now, where famous gentlemen are unwilling to teach their son, All because of the Yao family being liquidated.

The daughter of the Yao family has to bear her surname for the rest of her life.

Zhulan likes An Yun very much, but this child is too obedient and doesn't have the publicity of a nobleman at all, "It's a coincidence that you two are here, Xuemei and her husband are at the house, I'll call Jiang Sheng over, let's make an agreement first , I won’t interfere if Jiang Sheng accepts it or not.”

Rong Enqing was grateful, "It is already a great kindness for you to help me speak."

Jiang Sheng came over quickly. He was not familiar with Rong Anrong when he was away all the year round. This child is too quiet, and he won't pay much attention during the Chinese New Year. "I really don't have the idea of ​​accepting apprentices."

After finishing speaking, seeing the disappointment in the young man's eyes, he said again: "But I can give advice, I will teach Mingjia and Yuwen, and you can come too."

Rong Anrong greeted hurriedly, "Thank you sir."

Rong Enqing also smiled, this is already a good result, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Jiang Sheng smiled, "No trouble, they are all relatives."

Time passed quickly, and those who wanted to worship Jiang Sheng as their teacher saw that Jiang Sheng didn't plan to accept apprentices, most of them rested their minds, and a few of them didn't give up, but they didn't push too hard, Jiang Sheng finally felt relieved Paint in the house.

There were a few heavy snowfalls in winter this year, and then there was no heavy snowfall. This year, there are still snowflakes in the south, not as much as last year. This is a good thing.

Zhulan received a letter from Changlian's family, saying that everything is fine in Ningzhou, and that the Ningzhou Government House has a good view, etc., and finally said that she missed her parents at home, that she was not filial, that she could not return to Beijing for many years, etc. wait.

Zhulan read the letter and felt uncomfortable. The third son had been sent out to Beijing for many years, and Yuyi and the others were all grown up. She never saw the third son again. She said he had a beard and didn't know what he looked like.

Seeing that the old lady was not in a good mood, Qingxue said, "If you are like this, the third master should be worried."

Zhulan sighed, "I don't know how many years it will take for him to return to Beijing, it's too far away."

In modern times, there are airplanes, and you can come back after a few days of vacation. In ancient times, Ningzhou was too far away from the capital and it was difficult to come back. A state is in charge, and it is even more inseparable!

Zhulan didn't want to send her child to Ningzhou. The couple also wanted to have a child, but the journey was far away. After thinking about it, she gave up, but there were still traces in her heart.

At the gate of Jiang’s house, Gu Sheng got off his horse and stopped for a while before knocking on the door. The concierge waited for the master’s words and hurriedly opened the door, “Master Gu, my master is waiting for you!”

Holding the painting in his arms, Gu Sheng was about to lift his foot in when he heard a voice behind him, "Brother Gu, Brother Gu."

Gu Sheng pursed his lips and turned his head, only to see a carriage stopped, Ji Deming got out of the carriage, and another one came down behind him, Gu Sheng's frown deepened!