Chapter 1549： need to compare

Zhou Shuren helped his daughter-in-law and got up, "Be careful and look at your feet."

Zhulan hummed, and looked at Qingxue.

Qingxue replied, "The steward of the Jiang family said that Young Master Jiang Ping is ill, and the doctor of the Jiang family has always been from the Hou residence. The old lady of the Jiang family couldn't wait any longer, and sent a steward over."

Zhulan had already passed on the clothes, and she was anxious. The last time the twins sent back the medicinal materials, there was no news. Now there is news that she is sick.

Zhulan and Zhou Shuren went outside and said to Qingxue, "You ask Butler Ding to send someone to invite the doctor to Jiang's house, and let the steward of Jiang's house come in."

Qingxue went out and quickly brought the steward of the Jiang family in. It was cold outside, but the steward was sweating. He knocked on the door of the Hou's mansion in the middle of the night. people."

Zhulan gestured, "What the **** is going on?"

The person in charge didn't dare to raise his head, so he lowered his head and replied, "Young Master Jiang Ping came back in the middle of the night, and the old lady touched his forehead and his hair was hot. She couldn't be in a hurry. The old lady panicked and asked the villain to come to the Hou residence to ask for a doctor."

Zhulan frowned, motioned for people to go down, sent the people in the room, and asked Shuren, "Jiang Ping works for the court, why did he come back sick?"

Logically, it should be taken care of and come back.

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, "This kid should think that he has nothing to do, and the old lady in-law is a bit exaggerated, so he will knock on the door."

Zhulan wanted to visit Jiang's house, but before she could say anything, she looked at Shang Shuren's disapproving eyes, "I'll let Qingxue go there."

Zhou Shuren snorted and said again: "The old lady has not seen her grandson for a long time, and she is inevitably nervous. Jiang Ping should be fine."

Let Zhou Shuren make it right, and soon another servant from the Jiang family came over and said that there was no big deal, so Zhulan was relieved, but the sleepiness was gone.

The next day, Zhulan did not eat breakfast and went to Jiang's house. Mrs. Jiang was very embarrassed, and her tone was uneasy, "I'm worried about Jiang Ping, I've made you worry, and I'll disturb you and Hou Ye to rest."

Zhulan, "Don't bother, Jiang Ping is also my grandson, what does the doctor say?"

Mrs. Jiang's face turned pale, "This kid doesn't say that he is injured, how can he do this!"

When Zhulan heard that her footsteps were fast, she had nothing to hide at her age. She went straight into the room and saw Jiang Ping was sleeping on her stomach. She opened her eyes alertly when she heard the sound, and her eyes were sharp like knives.

Zhulan frowned, and the old lady Jiang was taken aback, she really felt at ease with her grandson, what did this child do, how could she look like she could kill someone!

Jiang Ping got up, "Grandma, why are you here?"

"Still come to see you, you scared me and your grandfather to death."

Zhulan felt even more distressed when she saw her grandson helping with the bandages, "You kid, let me tell you what to do with you?"

Jiang Ping touched his nose, "I'm fine, I just look scary."

Mrs. Jiang didn't want it anymore, "What does it look scary, look at how thin you are, and the beard on your face, how do you ask me to explain to your parents?"

Jiang Ping, "..."

Well, his appearance is indeed scary, and it is not to send the news back, he died all the way.

Zhu Lan comforted her in-laws, but didn't ask what Jiang Ping was doing, nor did she ask Jiang An, knowing that it was useless to ask, "You've been raising them well at home recently, and I'll ask your uncle to bring you delicious food when you get back. Come and make up."

Jiang Ping didn't dare to make a big move, and his back still hurt a lot.

The old lady Jiang felt sorry for her grandson. She didn't know how many tears she wiped last night, and the twin grandsons didn't know how much suffering she suffered. When she asked her grandson, she said she couldn't say it, saying that it was for the court to keep secrets, "Stop sitting, lie down quickly. ."

Zhulan ate dinner with her grandson at Jiang's house, and the doctor came over to check the pulse again to confirm that it was okay to take care of her, and she was relieved.

Inside the palace, the emperor had a sullen face. The two countries on the northeastern border wanted to unite and invaded the northeastern border.

King Qi, "The court has just experienced two wars."

King Liang's face was also very ugly, "Do you think we are easy to bully?"

Rong Chuan narrowed his eyes, "It seems that the surrounding countries are seriously short of food."

The wages of avarice is death.

The emperor has the news that the spies have sent it back. "Last year, hundreds of thousands of people in the two countries starved to death due to lack of food. This year, it will be difficult to enter the winter, especially in the north of the northeast. You can see the news that was sent back."

After everyone in the hall passed it, they gasped.

King Qi muttered, "So many people died."

The prince said: "This is only the number of people who have been counted, there are still people who have not been counted, and there are those who dare not report it."

Li Zhao stroked his beard and said, "Last year, the life of the court was also difficult, but now the minister realizes the power of the Marquis of Zhou."

I don't know if there is no comparison, but when this comparison comes out, I instantly feel happy.

emperor,"......"

Prince, "..."

Everyone, "..."

It's a pity that Zhou Shuren wasn't here and didn't hear it, and Zhou Shuren didn't want to hear it that day!

Rong Chuan thought to himself, he didn't know how difficult it was for his father without comparison. Last year, his father was really much older, and he was proud of himself. His father was amazing.

The Crown Prince kept Dingguo Anbang in his heart more firmly, and Zhou Hou was indeed powerful.

The emperor thought of his father's nightmare from the situation of the two countries. If there is no Zhou Hou, this year will be a snow disaster, and the court will face the union of the two countries. The country is really precarious!

Zhou Shuren was not in the hall, but because of Li Zhao's words, he had enough sense of existence. Even if he was jealous of Zhou Hou, he had to admit it at this moment, Zhou Hou Niu.

Li Zhao said again, "Hey, with the preparations for the war, the Marquis of Zhou will be busy again."

Zhou Shuren is at ease in him, don't worry about Zhou Shuren's constant cry of poverty, Zhou Shuren has never been ambiguous in important matters.

Rong Chuan, "..."

At this moment, he felt so sorry for his father.

The emperor's eyes floated a little. He originally wanted Zhou Hou to rise by one liter, but now it is better to be in the Ministry of Housing.

In the Ministry of Housing, Zhou Shuren sneezed, which frightened Qiu Yan, "Would you like to ask the imperial doctor to see it?"

Now whoever is sick in the Ministry of Household, Zhou Shuren can't be sick anymore.

Zhou Shuren raised his hand and touched his forehead. It wasn't hot, so he frowned, "Could it be that it was cold last night?"

As soon as Qiu Yan heard this, he asked the imperial doctor to take a look. UU Reading Zhou Shuren raised his hand to stop him.

Zhulan has already returned home, took out the letter paper and wrote to her daughter. The daughter has already returned to Zhoujia Village. Now that Jiang Ping comes back, she can tell her daughter and reassure her.

Boss Zhou also came back from Zhuangzi, and brought back a lot of sheep and poultry. He knew that he was low-key, but he killed them and brought them back.

However, the Ministry of Household invited the imperial physician to spread it to the palace, and the emperor was not at ease. At this time, Zhou Hou couldn't be sick, and he was waiting for the imperial physician to return.

The imperial doctor came back quickly, "Marquis Zhou is a little cold and it's fine."

He felt that the officials of the Ministry of Housing were too nervous, and it would be good to drink a cup of **** tea for such a trivial matter.

The emperor, "Recently, you should stay in the household."

Imperial Physician, "..."

No, Zhou Hou is really not sick!