When Ming Rui heard this, his depressed heart was much better. Grandma didn't reply, it must have been written to grandpa. He was also very depressed. I can't see the same, but grandma is the most powerful, "Grandpa."
Zhou Shuren asked, "What do you think is the difference between you and Ming Teng?"
Ming Rui was stunned, he was smarter than brother Ming Teng, it was different, "My grandson is faster than brother Ming Teng's endorsement."
Zhou Shuren continued to ask encouragingly, "Is there any more?"
Ming Rui lowered his head and racked his brains, "Grandson has more money than brother?"
Ming Teng, "......"
Zhou Shuren doesn't agree with Zhou's second son, he just listens to Lao Tzu when he comes up. He stares at Ming Rui to read, and he fights if he doesn't obey. Don't look at the child's small age. Now the growing environment has changed, and the child understands a lot, "No. Anything else?"
Ming Teng really couldn't think of it, and shook his head.
Zhou Shuren asked Ming Teng, "Grandpa asked you, what do you think is the difference between yourself and Ming Rui?"
Ming Teng couldn't explain what Rui said. He blinked his eyes, looked at his father and second uncle, and quickly noticed Ming Hui, who was enjoying himself in his grandfather's arms, and realized, "My grandson has more elder brothers and younger brothers than Ming Rui."
Zhou Shuren smiled, "That's right, but don't say more, your brother is the eldest grandson of the Zhou family, and your father is the eldest son of the Zhou family."
Ming Rui is not stupid, there are all the classmates in the academy, the first son and the concubine, the first house and the second house, and there is no fight in the Zhou house. He never thinks about this. Today, grandpa wants to tell him that he and Ming Brother Teng is different. Brother Ming Teng is always supported by Brother Ming Yun, and Ming Hui is at the bottom.
He can't do it. He is the only one in the second room. Both the father and the uncle are white. Now they rely on grandfather. The Zhou family will look at the grandfather regardless of whether the family is divided. Squeeze the palm of the hand, this is the reason why Dad is extremely strict with him.
Zhou Shuren asked, "Do you understand?"
Mingrui has been taught, but at the same time he is frustrated. His father pressed him to read when he came up, so why can't he explain more? Well, after explaining more, he won't listen, "Grandson understands."
Zhou Shuren snorted, and looked at Zhou Er again, "You must understand that by pulling the seedlings and encouraging them, do I need to say more about the rest?"
When Zhou Lao Er heard his father calling Ming Rui, he knew it was broken. He knew that he couldn't hide his father's fight against Ming Rui. Let him also understand that children can't be educated like this, and want him to try it first, so as not to tell him directly, he still listens to his own ideas in private.
"My son understands."
Zhou Shuren didn't want to say more, Zhou Lao Er was a few years old, and he knew everything and understood everything. There is nothing wrong with striving for strength. Each room has pressure to make progress, but he doesn't like the pace too much. The room is just right.
Boss Zhou looked at his second brother, he was really not strict with Ming Teng, and his son was playing nonsense. After all, he had the confidence of Ming Yun, an excellent son, and it was understandable that the second brother had only one single Miao Miao anxious.
Boss Zhou looked at his father who taught Minghui to write. He was easygoing with them, and when he saw his father's hair, which turned white, his heart was aching.
In the capital, in the Second Prince's Mansion, I got the list of all the people who took the test in the inn, and the investigation was very clear. There are two families in this inn, but they are only local, I really don't think there is anything to pay attention to.
Zhang Jingyang asked, "Have you checked carefully?"
"His Royal Highness, we must investigate carefully."
The second prince thought it was not easy, but the fifth man had already withdrawn. Could it be that he was deliberately confusing them? Shouldn't it be!
The Fifth Prince’s Mansion, Zhang Jinghong’s heart is not stable. This kind of torment in his heart is the most tormenting. The brothers must have gone to investigate. I don’t know what the investigation has found. He knows that he has trapped himself. Ever since he knew he was fake, he It's impossible to advance or retreat, and you're tied.
Zhang Jinghong stood up, "This prince is going to enter the palace."
He can't sit still, at least, the father has long discovered that he is fake, but keeping him means he is useful. If he can't guess it, then don't guess, he is just looking for a way to survive.
In the main hall, the prince did not leave, looking at Zhang Jinghong who was kneeling on the ground, this was enlightened and clever.
The emperor, "What's the matter with entering the palace so late?"
Zhang Jinghong lowered his head, "Your Majesty, as long as you instruct me, this minister will go through fire and water."
The hall was extraordinarily quiet, and the emperor raised his eyebrows, "Looking for a way to live?"
Zhang Jinghong, "Yes, I didn't know my background in the past, but now the minister is frightened, not asking for forgiveness, but for atonement."
The prince lowered his eyes. Zhang Jinghong did not admit his mistake, but he was named in the position without knowing his background. This is to say that it is normal for the prince to have ambitions, and people can't refute it. Oh, he really set his identity and understood everything.
The emperor looked at Zhang Jinghong playfully. This **** only occupies a seat and has some value for use. Now it has some meaning, "Go back."
Zhang Jinghong withdrew from the hall. The first time he was much more brisk, the emperor did not reply, so he had considered it, and he was sure of this.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it will be the end of the first month, and it will be time for the exam in two days.
Zhulan also sorted out the news of Deng Xiucai's investigation, sorted them all, and sent them back to Zhou Shuren.
Zhulan sat in the house and baked a brazier, and let the girl lift the curtain of the door, "It really snowed The students who are going to take the exam this year will suffer again."
Mrs. Song, "This old slave has already prepared some more water bags, and it can be warmed up even with hot water."
Zhulan was worried, she just hoped that the weather would be warmer in two days.
In the Jinzhou government office, Zhou Shuren stood outside the house, looking up at the sky, "It's been snowing for a while."
Lord Wang said, "Yes."
Zhou Shuren heard the reply, and saw the account book in Lord Wang's hand, "Have you checked it?"
Lord Wang, "Yes, I have checked it out."
Zhou Shuren took it, turned around and went back to the room. Lord Wang didn't follow up. He knew that Lord Zhou was annoying. Now that he was going to take the exam, it was only when the son was ill on Wednesday, and it was snowing again. He didn't know if the son on Wednesday could hold on. down.
Zhou Shuren really doesn't miss Chang Lian, he just misses him, thinking back then, the weather was bad when he took the exam!
Zhou Shuren looked at the account book. This is the calculated data. The planning of the state city requires money, which is too much!
The snow stopped in the afternoon and the weather became colder. Fortunately, the temperature warmed up a bit the next day.
On the day of the exam, I entered the venue early, and Zhulan had to deliver it in person. Before leaving, Zhulan checked the supplies many times and confirmed that there was no problem, so I was relieved.
Changzhong also followed, pouted unhappily, "Mother said to take me to play, but she never fulfilled it."
Zhulan pinched her son's cheek, "You remember it clearly."
Changzhong kept thinking, "Mother, my son is going too."
Zhulan's heart softened, "Okay, okay."
When they got there, Zhulan smiled, she was really familiar with her, but this time she was sending her son and future son-in-law, telling them, "Take care of yourself."
Just as Chang Lian was about to answer, someone called him from behind, Chang Lian turned around, "Shen Juren."