Chapter 1660

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Minghui was also irritable. It's far away from the county seat, so it's not easy to go out and do some shopping. He sighed, "If the dry road is not slow, I really want to take you on the dry road. Watermark advertisement test Watermark advertisement test"

Yu Yueyang handed the hand warmer to his fiancée, and said, "The waterway is still fast, and you saw no one leaving."

Minghui also thought about waiting for the boat at the next river bank, and he needed to book a boat ticket in advance.

Fortunately, no one saw them provoke them when they were young, and the skills of the guards frightened those who walked with them.

Yu Yi listened to the wind, "The temperature has dropped drastically these few days."

Yujiao leaned in her sister's arms, "Fortunately, my sister bought more charcoal fire and food."

Yu Yi was also fortunate that the return trip was really wonderful, "Counting the days, it should be snowing in the capital."

Yujiao misses her own yard, and being stuck here makes her depressed just thinking about it.

In the capital, Shuren and his wife had dinner, they were reading a book when Changyi walked in, "Father, mother."

Zhou Shuren put down the book, "I'm much better now."

Chang Yi, "My son knows, so come and see."

Zhou Shuren sat up, "What do you think your mother is doing?"

Chang Yi said: "Today the Second Prince asked if Dad has recovered."

Zhou Shuren, "I said something else."

Changyi nodded, "The second prince mentioned Zhuangzi's orphan, and the second prince said he wanted to go and have a look."

Zhulan thought that the second prince had calmed down, "Zhuangzi's steward can't stop the prince."

So there is no need to talk to Changyi at all.

Changyi smiled, "Recently, the second prince has been studying hard, and he has become more kind to others."

Zhou Shuren said in his heart, this is learning to be smart, and he wants to save his image, "Just do your own thing well."

Changyi knew it well, "Son knows it."

Zhou Shuren is not worried about his sons,

After many years of official career, they can survive independently, "Mingrui has been gone for a while."

Changyi missed his son, "He can learn a lot from Rong Enqing during this trip."

Father taught Rong Enqing back then, and Rong Enqing has kept a low profile these years, which does not mean that this person is incapable. He is happy that his son is studying with Rong Enqing.

Zhou Shuren smiled, "It's good that you can think so."

Changyi was very proud of being the eldest son. Remembering that his father hadn't recovered yet, he stood up and said, "Father, you and mother should rest early, and my son has gone back."

"Um."

Zhulan waited for her son to leave, then rubbed her shoulders, "Stop reading, go to bed earlier."

Zhou Shuren didn't intend to read it, "Okay."

In the next few days, when Zhou Shuren recovered, he was not in a hurry to go to court, and the emperor did not urge him, so Zhou Shuren stayed at home.

It hasn't snowed since the first snowfall. Today is the second snowfall in winter. The snow is not heavy, but the temperature is very low, comparable to the twelfth lunar month of winter.

Zhou Shuren roasted the fire, "This weather is still comfortable at home."

Zhulan pointed to the books on the table, "Take a look at the printed books."

Zhou Shuren, "The printing is good, the only pity."

Zhulan's joy faded a bit, "It's a pity that I can't use my real name, but Mr. Fengqing."

Zhou Shuren is also regretful, it is a pity that it has to be promoted, not only for orphans to learn, the ancient times were too strict for women, the daughter-in-law's name cannot be used, and prejudice is difficult to eliminate, "Later generations will testify for you."

Zhulan touched the book, "This is very good."

Now it is just a basic booklet, and the remaining few books will be promoted in the future. She doesn't care about these names, and only hopes that the future will be better.

Chang Zhong walked into the courtyard against the wind and snow, Zhou Shuren snorted when he saw it, "I don't stay at home in heavy snow."

Zhulan put away the book, Changzhong still walked in, and the cape girl took it off.

Seeing his father staring at him, Chang Zhong touched his nose, "Isn't my son a fool?"

Zhou Shuren, "This can convince yourself."

Chang Zhong was a little warmer before he sat on the small kang by the window. He quickly took off his shoes and faced his father, "My son was called out by the fourth prince and future son-in-law."

Zhou Shuren only knew that his son went out after breakfast, "It's snowing and it's so cold, what did you do?"

Changzhong said with a wooden face, "Enjoy the snow."

And he was enjoying the snow outside, but it froze him to death.

Zhulan asked the girl to change the tea into ginger tea, and signaled her son to drink it, "I'm not afraid of getting sick anymore."

Chang Zhong, "The fourth prince and the future son-in-law get together, and both of them wish to be sick and dodge their laziness."

One doesn't want to do homework, and the other doesn't want to be an errand.

Zhulan smiled, "It's all a life of leisure and wealth."

One has the prince's own brother, as long as the prince succeeds to the throne, he can rely on it for a lifetime, and the other is the princess.

Changzhong looked at the snow outside the window, "I don't know when this heavy snow will fall, and I don't know where Minghui and the others are?"

Zhulan counted the days, "Last time I wrote that I was delayed for a few days, and I will come back later."

As for where she went, she couldn't figure it out.

Changzhong was worried, "They have suffered in such a cold day."

Zhou Shuren said: "Tomorrow I will go back to the household department."

Changzhong, "Father, don't you want to rest for a few more days?"

Zhou Shuren pointed to the snowflakes outside the window, which had turned into heavy snow, "I'm afraid we will suffer disaster."

Changzhong was even more worried. He was worried about his nephews and nieces.

The next day, because of the heavy snow, there was no early morning, and the snow on the street was very thick. Fortunately, the heavy snow stopped last night. Zhou Shuren still entered the palace after thinking about it.

The snow in the palace had been cleared away. When Zhou Shuren arrived, the emperor was talking with the prince.

The emperor motioned for ginger tea, "I thought you would rest for a few more days."

Zhou Shuren said: "I am a caretaker, Daxuechen didn't have a good rest yesterday."

The emperor rejoiced in his heart, "I was also afraid of a snow disaster, but luckily the snow stopped."

Zhou Shuren said: "I just listened to it, did the grassland suffer a disaster?"

The emperor signaled Zhou Shuren to sit down, "It snowed heavily on the grassland a few days ago, and the urgent letter was sent back to the capital."

Zhou Shuren asked, "Are the cattle and sheep okay?"

It was hard to reproduce.

The emperor found out the notebook and handed it to Zhou Shuren, "You can read it yourself."

Zhou Shuren quickly looked through the booklet. Although some died of freezing, fortunately, they were dealt with and did not cause too much loss.

The emperor continued: "I want to send a batch of grain to the past. If you don't enter the palace today, I will send someone to the Marquis Mansion to tell you."

Zhou Shuren thought in his heart that there is food, and it has just been put into storage not long ago, "I can allocate a batch of food."

The emperor asked again, "Is Ming Teng better?"

Zhou Shuren replied, "I have recovered, and I have been writing scriptures in the mansion recently."

Your Majesty, "He is a good boy."

Zhou Shuren felt sorry for his grandson. He hadn't seen him for a few days when his grandson recovered from his illness. His grandson had lost a lot of weight, and the child had to keep a filial piety and become a vegetarian. He couldn't help his grandson to make up his body.

The emperor said again: "Let this child have a good rest, don't collapse from exhaustion."

Zhou Shuren thought about chatting with Ming Teng at night, "Yes."

In the Marquis of Rong'an, Liu Jia got up to welcome his mother into the house, Mrs. Ma asked, "Is Ming Teng feeling better?"

Liu Jia helped her mother to sit down, "It's ready, Master Hou is in the study, I'll inform Master Hou."

Mrs. Ma waved her hand, "Don't bother Master Hou, I just don't feel relieved to come and have a look, you are all well, I will go back after sitting down for a while."

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