Chapter 1000： You are the one who wants to be the emperor, be generous

As the weather became colder, Zhulan was even more reluctant to leave the house. This year's freezing, except for the first snow in winter, there was no snow in the following days.

Xuehan was sitting beside her mother, as the day of getting married was getting closer, Rong Chuan was completely blocked by his father, listening to the cold wind outside, Xuehan couldn't help shrinking his neck, "Mother, this year It's too cold in winter, and I'm getting married in ten days, and I'm suffering from this weather."

Zhulan laughed suddenly, "It's Rong Chuan who really suffers, and he wants to pick you up on a horse."

There are very few people on the street in this weather, let alone those who ride horses, and those who go out are all riding in carriages.

Xuehan felt a little distressed, and said again: "Who made him anxious to get married, how good it will be to wait for the spring next year."

Zhulan smiled, "You can be stubborn."

This girl doesn't know how to feel distressed in her heart, don't think she doesn't know, for her daughter's marriage will not freeze, she made a new cape for her daughter, up to the feet, this girl put on warmth and let the servant go to Rong Chuan Sent.

Xue Han's face flushed red, and she wanted to get married and live in a strange place again. Even with Rong Chuan around, she was still a little uneasy. She hugged the hand warmer in her hand tightly, and it eased a little.

Mrs. Song went to rest, the girl led Song Lan in, and Zhu Lan hurriedly greeted, "Why is the cold weather here, come over and warm up."

Song Lan held her stomach, "Godmother, did you hear the news?"

Zhulan handed the hand warmer to Song Lan, "You mean the Ministry of Rites?"

Song Lan was in a panic. In recent days, since the Minister of Rites, Lord Feng, was imprisoned, many people were implicated by the Ministry of Rites. The minister told her not to worry, but she was panicked, "Godmother, will Xianggong be pushed out to take the blame?"

This is what she is most worried about. Xianggong has been making things difficult in the Ministry of Rites. She didn't want to see the worried faces of her younger brother and sister, and she wanted to find peace of mind, so she came to Zhoufu.

Zhulan knew about the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Rites was purged, a lot of officials from the Feng family were arrested, and the evidence was all true. Your godfather told me that Wu Ming only joined the Ministry of Rites this year, and he has been unpopular in the Ministry of Rites, so if he looks at him, he will not be pushed out to take the blame."

Zhou Shuren can often go to the palace to see the emperor, not to mention that this was planned by the prince. Wu Ming is the prince's person, and the safest person in the Ministry of Rites is Wu Ming. It is Gu Zhuomin who should be worried.

Song Lan felt at ease, "Let my godfather worry about it."

"It should be, is the child in your stomach obedient?"

Song Lan touched her stomach, her mouth full of tenderness, "This child was tossing me when I was pregnant, but as the month gets older, I feel sorry for my mother. My complexion has recovered in the past two months."

"What about your brother and sister?"

Wang Ling seldom came to Zhou Mansion. Zhu Lan calculated that the last time I saw Wang Ling was when she was celebrating her birthday.

Song Lan said, "My younger brother and sister have always been in better health than me. The doctor only checked the pulse a few days ago. My younger brother and sister and the child are all very well."

Zhulan was relieved. The Wu family didn't have any elders, so she was also concerned about it, but she had to take care of the whole family. It was difficult for the Wu family to intervene because of their foreign surname. At most, she just asked more.

In the Ministry of Accounts, Zhou Shuren put his hands in his sleeves and sat motionless to bake the fire. He had written a lot just now, and his hands were cold.

Zhou Shuren looked at the brazier and motioned Jinyan to go to the small kitchen of the household department to get some potatoes or sweet potatoes.

When Wang Chi came in, she smelled the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes and was envious. "Is this roasted for me?"

Zhou Shuren stared at Wang Chi's face, "This winter, you will be fattening up, and your face will get bigger."

Wang Chi was used to Zhou Shuren hurting him, "You can talk about it for a few days."

He's going to be transferred out of this big cleanup of the Ministry of Rites. I'm really happy to think about it.

Zhou Shuren snorted, "I have found someone to replace you."

"Then I sympathize with the person who succeeded me."

Zhou Shuren is also happy. Some officials of the Ministry of Households will also leave in the coming year. Some of them are circled by him. He needs some people who are more capable and efficient.

Zhou Shuren stared at the roasted sweet potato that was snatched from his hand, "You're really not afraid of me."

Wang Chi is not afraid. After a few years, he will be on the same level as Zhou Shuren. Although the power is not as great as Zhou Shuren's, the level is still good.

Zhou Shuren wanted to kick Wang Chi, but after thinking about it, he said, "You just have a good father."

The old man Wang has a lot of goodwill for Wang Chi. These days, the court is in chaos. He is often called by the emperor to the palace. There are many people in this set, and the old man helps him to block him a lot.

Wang Chi has a good father and he is proud, "I have been envied since I was a child. You are not also a good father. Your son has always been envied, and he has been hated more recently."

Zhou Shuren was silent. Indeed, the emperor's actions were not concealed from others. The general maritime affairs department in the capital had been established, and some officials in Pinggang had been transferred back. The establishment of this branch, the list of officials, heard a lot, his son It is the emperor himself who said that his ability is outstanding.

There is no shortage of cultivating old foxes in the capital, but the emperor said it in front of many ministers. This is a signal that Zhou Changlian's name will be on the list.

Zhou Shuren smiled, "Why, are you jealous of my son?"

"No I'm not jealous, I have a good father myself, but unfortunately you don't, otherwise, your career will be smoother."

Zhou Shuren rolled his eyes, "I don't have a good father, and my career is better than yours."

Wang Chi, "..."

I'm heartbroken, who doesn't envy Zhou Shuren in this capital, but jealousy is useless, Zhou Shuren is not a good father, but he is appreciated and valued by the emperor.

In the palace, the emperor dealt with the Feng family, and he was relieved. The Chen family was trapped in again, and he could relax a little. "In ten days, your brother will be married."

The prince was heartbroken. He had always regretted buying the house and secretly gave it to the third uncle instead of giving it directly to Rong Chuan. "Rong Chuan's wish has come true."

He has never seen such a person who hates marriage, no, the person who hates marriage, Lord Zhou blocks him from entering the mansion, this person's diligence has not stopped, but he is more diligent in giving gifts.

The emperor said: "I can't see blood on this happy day of marriage."

It's a pity to waste a few months in prison.

The emperor suddenly said: "What kind of marriage ceremony did your big brother give Rong Chuan?"

Prince, "...isn't the house given by my son enough?"

The emperor turned his head, "This counts? You are someone who wants the emperor, so be more aggressive."

The prince wants to vomit blood, and it is precisely because he wants to be the emperor that he is stingy. The construction of this country needs money everywhere, "Son."

"Ok?"

The prince paused, "My son has a pair of carved bonsais that are very good. They are natural treasures. Good things come in pairs, and my son feels good."

The emperor's eyes widened a little, it was indeed a treasure, and the eldest son was really willing, "You are not so generous to your father."

Prince, "......"

He felt that he was the hardest, it was really hard!

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