The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-Law

Chapter 923 A Little Childish

Zhulan felt distressed, "Then lie down for a while longer. I will personally cook what you want to eat. Forget it, I'll let the kitchen make it for you."

Zhulan, who has never been able to light up her culinary skills, is sincere. She knows how to cook now, but the food she cooks is edible but not delicious. Her cooking skills have not improved much over the years.

It's not that when the Zhou family became an official, Zhulan didn't stretch out her arms, she would sometimes use her hands when she was bored.

Zhou Shuren heaved a sigh of relief, his mouth was stuck, he really didn't want to eat the rice or soup made by his wife, let alone true love, no matter how bad it was, he would swallow it, he really didn't want to eat it.

Zhulan twisted Zhou Shuren's face, "You are too obvious."

Zhou Shuren felt wronged, "I am a patient."

Zhulan tugged again, feeling envious, although her skin was not as good as hers, but her flesh was so thin, she let go of her hands and said, "If you don't go to court today, the rumors will only get worse."

Zhou Shuren rubbed his face, his daughter-in-law really pinched, "Chuan, I don't think it's lively!"

Moreover, the emperor wished that it would become more serious, so that at least it would attract more attention. Yesterday's conversation had already shown that the emperor wanted to take action, but he just hadn't made up his mind.

Zhulan stood up, "You have a good rest, I will pack my son's clothes."

Zhou Shuren was dumbfounded, "I'm sick, you want to send your son to Wu's house?"

Zhulan, ".......You are not seriously ill, and you don't suffer from amnesia. Last night, you agreed to send your son to Wu's house after the turmoil passes."

Zhou Shuren was embarrassed, he really forgot, "Then what clothes did you pack for your son?"

Zhulan gritted her teeth, "Your son grows up fast, some clothes are already too small, so I need to pack them up."

Zhou Shuren pulled back the quilt, closed his eyes, as if it wasn't me who spoke just now, but I was sleeping.

Zhulan didn't bother to roll her eyes, but she wanted to laugh.

In the palace, the emperor got the news that Zhou Shuren was really sick, ahem, it seemed that he was really to blame, no, Zhou Shuren should be to blame for wearing too much clothes.

The emperor wanted the imperial physician to take a look, and then endured it. He could cooperate with Zhou Shuren's cold face today, and now he sent someone to see Zhou Shuren.

The prince doesn't know what his father is thinking. The prince is really worried about Zhou Shuren. As for yesterday's rumors, the prince didn't care. Today's entry into the palace has confirmed that his father has always smiled at him. Today's smile is not like before. What is suppressed in the smile these days.

The crown prince was really relieved, his father has not issued an order for so long, even if he is calm in his heart, he is a little shaken!

As for the household department, Wang Jue has more errands today. Zhou Shuren is a person who is very good at using his subordinates. As long as someone follows Zhou Shuren's pace, Zhou Shuren will not make himself tired. Today Zhou Shuren is not here, and many errands are on him here.

Wang Jue scolded Zhou Shuren in his heart. He didn't believe that Zhou Shuren was sick. He firmly believed that Zhou Shuren was just pretending. Who made Zhou Shuren have no credibility with him.

Wang Jue made up his mind that when Zhou Shuren came back, he would also ask for leave!

In the Zhou mansion, Xuemei had no access to anything. Even her father was sick, and she only found out when she went back to her mother's house with her daughter. Xuemei, the only one in the family who didn't know, was now worried about her father.

Xuemei first went to see her father, and she felt relieved when she saw that her father was sleeping soundly, "Mother, my father is too tired."

Zhulan also felt distressed, "The more your father gets, the more he gives than what he gets."

Xuemei always knew that her mother's words had some truth, so she thought carefully about her mother's words. Fortunately, she had no ambitions, and the Jiang family had nothing to offer.

Zhulan came out with her daughter, "Don't worry, just take a few days of cold and rest for a few days."

Xuemei said: "My daughter can't help the family with anything.

In the past, the daughter could not be filial if they were far away, but now the daughter is close, mother, the daughter also wants to be more filial. "

Zhulan smiled, "It's the greatest filial piety for you to live well and not let your father and I worry about it."

Among the Zhou family's children, Xuemei is the most worry-free. Except for the first time when she came to Gugu, Xuemei's high EQ never made them worry about it. This is also filial piety.

Xuemei felt embarrassed, "Mother, my daughter didn't do anything."

Zhulan patted the eldest daughter's hand, "You have done a lot, your father and I have worn many of the clothes you made, and the annual gifts and holiday gifts you send every year are all that your father and I like. You have always missed me and your father in your heart, we both know."

It is precisely because of knowing that she and Zhou Shuren will not ignore the eldest daughter. It is not only children who can cry that cause pain, but children who are too sensible still cause pain.

Xuemei really didn't feel that she had done anything, she just did what a daughter should do.

In the Ministry of Rites, Feng Huai thought a lot about the cold face of the emperor in the early morning. The cold face of the emperor also made some old foxes think about it. up.

Feng Huai didn't like Zhou Shuren, he didn't like it from the bottom of his heart, because Zhou Shuren was too high-profile all the way, not only high-profile, but also the emperor reused him, he was jealous of Zhou Shuren's talent and ability, and greeted Zhou Shuren with a smile, that was the fourth prince who needed Zhou Shuren.

Now, Feng Huai felt that Zhou Shuren was too crazy, and even more firmly believed that Zhou Shuren was reprimanded yesterday, but today Zhou Shuren dared not to go to court, and he was sick, so he didn't believe it.

The Minister of Rites asked, "My lord, Wu Ming?"

Feng Huai is eager for Zhou Shuren to be demoted, but he is also a person with brains. He will not make big moves if he doesn't see the result. Leave him alone."

The servant of the Ministry of Rites knew what to do, and that was to ignore it first.

Wu Ming felt very intuitively, the minister and the servants didn't target him, but yesterday he was too high-profile, and today some doctors and principals spoke to him with thorns.

Wu Ming looked at Mr. Tao with great interest. When he came to the Ministry of Rites, his godfather said that the Tao family didn't need to get close to him. Yesterday the Tao family treated him like a nephew, but today they wished they could stay away from him.

Wu Ming said to Gu Zhuomin beside him, "Your life is not easy, and you are still so close to me?"

Gu Zhuomin, "My luck has always been bad, but now I feel that my luck will get better and better."

Wu Ming felt a little interesting, "Why do you say that?"

Gu Zhuomin smiled for the first time today, "I saw Mr. Zhou in you just now."

Wu Ming recalled that just now he was slandering others in a calm manner, and those who can catch the eyes of godfather are indeed not ordinary people, "You are indeed as interesting as godfather said."

Gu Zhuomin was surprised, "Master Zhou mentioned me to you?"

Wu Ming didn't want to say more, turned around and left, leaving Gu Zhuomin alone to think.

In the afternoon, Rong Chuan and Chang Lian went home together, today Rong Chuan entered the palace, and then said that he knew a lot, and the emperor told him that no one could tell, in fact, he would not tell anyone if the emperor didn't tell him. It can be imagined that the emperor showed off for more than half an hour, and how he abused Uncle Zhou in chess! !

When Rong Chuan thought of the emperor's complacent look, he was troubled, the emperor was a little naive! !

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