Chapter 1790

The more Changzhi thinks about his wife, the more he thinks about his wife. It’s better to be at home. He doesn’t have to worry about anything, and he lives a leisurely life. He looked up at Ding Jue and curled his lips. Add sugar to porridge instead of dry porridge!

Ding Jue realized that he was rejected, and when he looked at the adult with his head down drinking the porridge, he felt wrong, and thought, he didn't know how much the golden doll was worth, but he knew that what the adult wore was all good things!

After Changzhi finished his porridge, he let out a long sigh, "It's tasteless."

The more Ding Jue got in touch with the adults, the more he knew that the adults were pampered and grew up, and sometimes they were really willful, "My lord, can't you dismiss these girls?"

"It will be sent back after it is sent, as long as it is not kept in front of the official."

Ding Jue cleaned up the porridge bowl and gave it to the boy at the door. The boy next to the adult did not follow the adult into Chuanzhou City. He is now pretending to be the boy of the adult, and the gatekeeper is brought up from the guard.

Changzhi closed his eyes and meditated, drawing the map of Chuanzhou in his mind, feeling a little excited, he was really looking forward to it!

In Zhoujia Village, Changzhong didn't continue to do the questions as he approached Qiuwei, but summed up all the questions and planned to read them again.

Cheng Xiang sat on another desk, looking at the thick paper with admiration, "This is too much."

Chang Zhong didn't raise his head, "Not much, there are still unfinished."

Cheng Xiang, "..."

He has learned a lot this time, and at the same time he is envious. These questions are hard to find.

Changzhong rubbed his neck after tidying up, "I'll have to watch it for a while, and you won't be participating in this year's Qiu Wei, so you don't need to study with me."

Cheng Xiang flipped through the books in his hand, "Don't, you learn from yours, I learn from mine, after all, your Zhou family has a lot of books, and there are many handwritten books that are unique, my father is still complacent about his study Well, I really should let him take a look."

Changzhong, "Do you think anyone can read the handwritten copy of the orphan copy?"

The study room is indeed opened in the clan, and some books cannot be read by the clan members.

Cheng Xiang, "So thick-skinned has an advantage."

Changzhong felt that the magistrate was interesting, "You don't need to bother me, you should know that it's useless to be friends with me."

His father would not accept Cheng Zhifu's refuge, and Zhouhou's residence did not need refuge, which would be harmful and beneficial.

Cheng Xiang also knew clearly, "My father has given up."

His father saw that there was nothing going on, so he allowed him to befriend Mr. Zhou, at least to save face.

Changzhong sat down to read the questions, and when his father and others brought them, he put them carelessly in the study. Cheng Xiang didn't come over again, which made him very satisfied.

Cheng Xiang continued to flip through the book, but his mind was not on the book. He is also a well-rounded person. He enjoys a lot in Heisei City. He was somewhat frustrated in contact with Mr. Zhou, but he was more sincere in friendship. He felt deeply about Mr. Zhou's principles A very strong person!

A few days later, the Women's College accepted Zoya's donation. To make it more official, Zhulan specially made a certificate of donation, with the date on the certificate, the donated money, etc., and finally stamped it with the official seal of the college.

The donation ceremony was very formal, King Qin attended in person, Rong Enqing also came as his deputy, and the third prince also followed when he got the news.

Zoya accepted the certificate with some excitement, it was a guarantee for her future life, even if the Duke's house was ransacked, she would still be able to keep herself.

There were splashes in Zoya's eyes, and she desperately endured it: "Thank you, the little girl will continue to donate in the future."

She made up her mind to donate half of the dowry output every year in the future.

Zhulan, "On behalf of the academy, I would like to thank you. There will be an exclusive account for this currency, and you are welcome to check it at any time."

Zoya shook her head, "Madam has a noble character, the little girl has trusted Madam, so I will trouble Madam in the future."

Zhulan sighed in her heart, everyone will grow, but some people let nature take its course, and some people need to pay the price.

The third prince in the audience glanced at Miss Zhuo, and his eyes were filled with amusement. He thought that the Yong'an Duke's Mansion must not know.

The female officer took Zoya to visit the academy, but Zhulan stayed behind to talk to Rong Chuan, "Do you really want to be published in the newspaper?"

Rong Chuan nodded,

"The emperor's meaning."

Zhulan thought in her heart that the emperor would not let go of every free money, "Who will write the manuscript?"

Rong Enqing answered, "I will write."

Zhulan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she didn't let her eat, "I'll leave it to you."

There was a smile in Rong Chuan's eyes, and his mother's tone was relaxed, "Mother, the steward and accountant who are responsible for managing the money, I think the number of men and women is equal."

"How many people do you plan to order?"

Rong Chuan had already planned in his mind, "There are four people in charge, two officers and two assistants, and ten people in the account house."

Zhulan heard that the girl needs six people, "I will choose the right one."

"Well, I've been working hard lately, mother."

Zhulan didn't work hard at all, instead she was full of energy, "You are eating well and sleeping well now, you and Xuehan don't have to worry."

The third prince has been listening quietly without interrupting. He glanced at Mrs. Zhou Hou from the corner of his eye. He didn't come to the academy every day. He just wanted to observe Mrs. Zhou Hou closely. It turns out that women's ability to handle tasks is no worse than men .

The third prince was originally very confused about his future wife, but now he has thoughts and expectations for his wife.

In the palace, in Zhou Shuren's eyes, the emperor hugged the emperor's eldest grandson, even if the emperor's eldest grandson pulled his beard, the emperor would still be happy, as if having a grandson would do everything well.

The emperor asked, "Do you want to give him a hug?"

Zhou Shuren didn't want to, what if one of them didn't hug well and cried?

The emperor smiled, "I won't give you a hug if you want to."

Zhou Shuren, "!!"

The prince raised his head, and then continued to correct the papers, thinking in his heart, if it wasn't for the fact that the son couldn't leave the princess, the father wanted to keep his son in the palace!

Zhou Shuren asked, "The emperor is in a good mood recently?"

The emperor nodded at the tip of his grandson's nose, and seeing his wrinkled little nose, he felt better, "Well, it's not going to be Qiuwei soon."

He continued, "I heard that the Ministry of Industry's family is rich."

Zhou Shuren understood, "Changzhi sent the message back?"

"Well, he estimated a sum of money for me."

Zhou Shuren, "..."

So Changzhi calculated in advance how much money he could steal from his home?

The emperor laughed, "This is just a small part of my happiness. I am happy to have discovered a new iron mine."

Zhou Shuren was excited, "Really?"

"Naturally it is true."

Zhou Shuren went around in circles, the new iron mine, thinking in his heart that the emperor kept the secrets tight enough, yes, of course such a big matter should be kept a secret.

The prince was very calm, because he was already happy.

The emperor said again: "However, I am not going to mine. I still plan to exchange resources with other countries. As you said, some resources can be regenerated, and some resources will be gone after use."

Zhou Shuren's eyes almost disappeared when he smiled, "The emperor is wise."

The emperor held up his grandson, and almost pressed his face to Zhou Shuren's, "Eldest grandson, this is your master, don't disappoint my grandpa and my expectations."

Zhou Shuren's eyes widened, and then the little baby burst into tears, and tilted his head in disgust.

Zhou Shuren, "..."

No, he is not a bad old man, he has been handsome in modern times!