Chapter 705： Guilty

Yesterday, the good news of the victory had spread all over the capital. Today's teahouse is really lively, and the voice of the storyteller is a bit higher than before.

It was the first time for Changzhong to come to this kind of place, and he was curious everywhere he looked, "Dad, it's fun here, and there are stories to listen to."

Zhou Shuren took his son to the second floor, don't think about this box, there are still some places on the second floor, "If you like it, let's rest here for a while."

Changzhong was very happy, "Okay."

Zhou Shuren took his son to his seat, and said cautiously to his words and deeds: "You have worked hard all the way, so please sit down."

Jingyan and Shenxing have been following the lord for a long time, and knowing that the lord is not polite, they both sat down.

Zhou Shuren ordered a lot of dim sum, and asked for a pot of good tea. When the shop assistant left, he leaned on the chair and finally could rest.

Changzhong grinned, "It's great that Daddy is at home, Daddy is the best."

Zhou Shuren looked at the gift boxes stacked on the ground. He was really good. As long as his son liked it, he bought it back.

Shen Xing also looked at the gift box and recalled the dessert he ordered just now. He was a little worried, "Sir, do you have enough money?"

Zhou Shuren touched his purse and said in a grand manner, "Don't worry, you have enough money."

He suffered a loss once, and he must bring more money with him whenever he goes out.

Be careful and let it go, the money is enough. Although you can go back to the house to get it, I don’t know if the mistress has returned to the house. However, the adults really don’t have their own small treasury, and the money in the house is in the hands of the mistress. Woolen cloth!

An hour later, Zhou Shuren left the teahouse with his well-fed and well-fed son. The little guy was full and a little unwilling to move, and even yawned.

Zhou Shuren picked up his son, "Sleepy?"

Changzhong nodded, "Yes."

Zhou Shuren smiled, "We'll go back to the house after the carriage arrives in a while. You lie on Daddy's shoulder and sleep for a while."

Changzhong rubbed his eyes with fat hands, "Yeah."

Jin Yan saw that the lord was struggling to hold the little son, and stretched out his hand, "Sir, let me hold the little son."

Zhou Shuren shook his head, "The house's carriage is coming soon, so let me hold it."

Soon, the family's carriage arrived at the teahouse. Zhou Shuren didn't hold him for a while, and moved carefully. His son was already asleep, and he motioned Jinyan to get on the carriage to pick up the child first.

Jinyan got into the carriage, and Zhou Shuren was about to hand over his son when he heard a hesitant voice behind him, "Master Zhou?"

Zhou Shuren looked back, "Master Ninghou."

Ning Xu likes to listen to books in teahouses, but he never expected that he would meet Zhou Shuren this time. He looked at Zhou Shuren holding the child and looked at him. He confirmed it several times, and it was Zhou Shuren who really spoke.

Zhou Shuren had already handed the child to Jin Yan, and then he greeted him, but his arms were trembling, "I have seen Lord Hou."

Ning Xu glanced at Zhou Shuren's arm and said with a smile, "Is that the youngest son of the adult just now?"

Zhou Shuren's eyes softened, "Yes, Lord Hou was in the teahouse just now?"

He thought that Lord Ning would enter the palace today.

Ning Xu, "This teahouse is a teahouse I often come to. I knew that Lord Zhou was there just now, so I must invite you to come and sit."

Zhou Shuren met Ning Houye in the palace. Every time he saw Ning Houye, Zhou Shuren sighed with emotion, how long Ning Houye's physique is, but fortunately Rong Chuan is not like Ning Houye, "You're welcome, Houye, it's not at this time. It's too early, Xiaguan is going to take his son back to the mansion, and in the future, there is a chance for Xiaguan to invite Lord Hou for tea, and when that time comes, Lord Hou will also be invited to show his face."

Ning Xu had wanted to go to the Zhou Mansion for a long time, but he never found a chance. He heard that after Zhou Shuren entered the capital, he went to the palace to meet Zhou Shuren. Unfortunately, when the emperor was talking to Zhou Shuren, he could only watch and couldn't get in a word.

Ning Xu smiled and said, "I know that Lord Zhou has been resting in the mansion recently. It's better to hit the sun if you choose a day. How about asking Master Zhou to come to Zhou's mansion for a drink tomorrow?"

Zhou Shuren also wanted to know more about Lord Ning, and said with a smile, "Okay, tomorrow, the official will wait for Lord Hou at the mansion."

In the Zhou residence, Zhulan was waiting for Zhou Shuren and her son to come back for lunch. As a result, Zhulan saw her son who was very sleepy, "Why are you asleep?"

Zhou Shuren rubbed his shoulders, "This child is a little tired, and he's sleepy when he has enough to eat and drink."

Zhulan looked at Zhou Shuren's belly, "You don't eat less!"

Zhou Shuren laughed dryly, "The story of the teahouse is really good, and I did eat a lot."

Zhulan stared at the gift box she brought in with caution, "You didn't spend a lot of money!"

Zhou Shuren felt a little guilty, but his purse had indeed bottomed out, "I rarely have a rest, so the child bought more when he was happy."

Zhulan pointed to the gift box on the table, "Did you buy more?"

Zhou Shuren was even less confident, a little short of breath, "That won't happen next time."

Zhu Lan snorted, "Your bottom line for your son is really getting lower and lower, Zhou Shuren, I think it's time for me to manage your wallet."

Zhou Shuren, "...Miss, daughter-in-law, I don't think you can treat me like this."

Zhulan sneered, "Haha."

Zhou Shuren bent his back. Originally, he took his son to fish last time, and Zhulan remembered it, but this time Zhulan was really angry, and his eyes drifted to the gift box, as if there were indeed a lot!

Mrs. Dong came to lunch with her daughter, only to see her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, "Mother, didn't father and brother come back?"

Zhulan was angry in her heart, "They've eaten at the restaurant, don't worry about them."

It is rare for Mrs. Dong to see her mother-in-law get angry. Today's mother-in-law didn't hide it. She was curious about how her father-in-law made her mother-in-law angry. It was rare to see her.

Xuehan knew what happened, she was firmly on her mother's side, and her mother really wanted to take care of her father.

In the afternoon, at the entrance of the Hanlin Academy, Chang Lian and Rong Chuan got into the carriage returning to the residence. Chang Lian saw Rong Chuan lift the curtain of the car and looked back, "What happened to you?"

Rong Chuan lowered the curtain of the car, "I felt someone staring at me just now, maybe it was my illusion."

Chang Lian also lifted the curtain of the carriage, "There is nothing, only the carriage behind him."

Rong Chuan pressed his eyebrows, "Maybe I'm too tired today."

In the carriage behind, Ning Hui just wanted to see Rong Chuan again, but he didn't see it clearly last time, so he peeked at the entrance of the Hanlin Academy. To be more natural, he passed by at the right time.

I just didn't expect that Rong Chuan was so keen. He just stared at it a few more times, and the child could feel it. However, he really looks like a big brother.

Chang Lian and Rong Chuan went back to the mansion. When they were eating, Chang Lian felt something was wrong. Dad didn't say anything, but kept serving his mother. It seems that she was cleaned up by her mother!

Chang Lian finally made it through dinner, and when he got back to the yard, he asked his wife, "Why did father offend my mother?"

Dong Shi also heard what Xuehan said, and told what the father-in-law did, "I can't blame my mother for being angry."

Chang Lian was speechless, but he knew that his father had a lot of money in his purse, so he covered his heart and said, "When I grow up so big, my father never bought me any gifts."

Mr. Dong, "No, my father-in-law bought it for you."

Chang Lian, "...I said I bought it separately."

Mr. Dong, "..."

Therefore, Xianggong is jealous!

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