Chapter 1668： eyedrops

The emperor smiled again, "Yesterday Wu Shiheng entered the palace to greet him."

Zhou Shuren heard the joy in the emperor's tone, and was very satisfied with the concubine, so Zhuo Guyu would lose steadily against the future concubine, no, there is no comparison at all.

The emperor said again: "Yongan Guogong scraped a lot of good things back then."

Zhou Shuren said in his heart, "I don't know, you know that my family is all praised a little bit, and I have never enjoyed the feeling of getting rich overnight."

The emperor was delighted, "The Marquis of Zhou has saved a lot of money."

Zhou Shuren was proud, "The wife of the minister is a good steward."

The emperor sighed, "Mrs. Hou is indeed capable. I have recently read a lot of letters sent by Rong Enqing."

Zhou Shuren felt sorry for Ming Rui. He was on the road in winter, and his grandson suffered a serious crime. Not to mention the living conditions, just traveling is enough. "The letter from Ming Rui's family has been carefully read by this minister."

The emperor smiled, "The book of numeracy is well promoted in private schools, and the children accept it well. I have been thinking a lot recently."

Zhou Shuren's heart moved, the emperor mentioned Rong Enqing, is this Zhuangzi who is going to change the suburbs of Beijing in advance?

After another quarter of an hour, the emperor wanted to continue to approve the memorial, and Zhou Shuren and Gu Sheng left the palace together.

Zhou Shuren took a few steps and stopped, motioning for Gu Sheng to get closer without staggering a few steps.

Gu Sheng was very nervous, "Master Hou."

Zhou Shuren, "Do you know your current reputation?"

Gu Sheng raised his heart and returned cautiously, "Xiaguan knows."

Fewer people have asked him for paintings recently, and he can hear people talking about him behind his back, so what? He saved a lot of money and added a lot of property.

Zhou Shuren didn't look back at Gu Sheng, and continued walking, "The scenery at the top is beautiful."

Gu Sheng reacted for a while, and then answered thoughtfully, "Xiaguan thinks the scenery in front of you is better."

Zhou Shuren turned his head sideways, "Do you know what awaits you when the gap opens up if you don't work hard?"

Gu Sheng clenched his fists slightly, "This minister is clear."

So he and the future concubine are friends, and he is also planning.

Zhou Shuren raised his eyebrows and left without saying anything, the look on his face showed that he was in a good mood.

Gu Sheng was confused. He didn't know if the answer would satisfy the Hou Ye, so Gu Sheng raised his heels.

In Zhouhou Mansion, Zhulan read Mingrui's letter. In the letter, Mingrui had a lot of insights and saw many lives and deaths. He buried the dead child with his own hands. There was a strong sense of powerlessness between the lines. The grandson wrote to her. , for an answer.

Zhulan got up and went to the study, picked up the letter paper and organized the language before writing. The problem of orphans has not been solved in modern times, let alone in ancient times when conditions were even worse. First, she comforted her grandson, and then she said that she should proceed step by step, everything has a process, and she can do it now. of conscience.

I wrote the letter and checked it carefully before putting it in the envelope. I sighed at the same time. The healthy development of Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing is not only convenient for her status, but also because it is the capital.

And all kinds of doctors are difficult to teach, the cold wind blows, the heart is blocked, the ancient conditions are so bad, how many children die in winter.

Outside Beijing, Ming Rui coughed, and Rong Enqing helped pour the water, "Listen to me this time, we'll stay in the city and continue on your way when you get better."

Ming Rui drank water, "I delayed my trip."

Rong Enqing took the teacup, "You must know that it's not your fault that the children died of illness."

Ming Rui leaned against the pillow, "I know."

It's just that my heart is uncomfortable, I have seen too much along the way, and it has been pressing in my heart.

Rong Enqing thought that he was still young and rarely seen, "I saw everyone when I was in business."

He was used to seeing all kinds of suffering people, even if he became a nobleman, pampered and had children for many years, his heart was not too soft.

He went to Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing to find work for himself, and he felt more satisfied with the education of his children, and he went out to Beijing to do business for himself.

Ming Rui coughed again, "I've seen very little."

I thought I was determined, but I overestimated myself.

Rong Enqing, "so you are happy."

The children of Zhouhou Mansion are all happy, with loving parents, there is no mess in the mansion, and the brotherhood is deep, and many people envy them.

Even if Mingrui didn't see the suffering children, he knew that he was happy, his wife grew up in a good environment, and he didn't have siblings.

Rong Enqing continued: "It's a good thing to see the drawbacks now. We can only solve the problem if we find it. We shouldn't remember the mistakes and think about how to solve the problem."

After speaking, he got up and patted Mingrui on the shoulder, signaling Mingrui to rest.

Mingrui did not rest, thinking that he had learned a lot from Rong Enqing along the way. After thinking about it for a while, he closed his eyes and recalled the village where he traveled with the prince. go to sleep.

The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the twelfth lunar month entered. After the twelfth lunar month, it was the New Year, and another year passed.

The letter from the grassland was finally delivered to the capital, and Zhulan laughed after reading the letter, "Mingyun is so bitter, how many times did the letter mention fruits and vegetables?"

Mrs. Li, "Prepare more this time, lest there will be another heavy snow blocking the road."

Zhulan said: "Zhuangzi's vegetables yield is good. If you have enough leftovers, you will send them to Mingyun. For Bieguang, you will send dried vegetables, and most of the vegetables will be frozen in hot water and sent."

In the past, my family didn't need to send vegetables to distant places, so I didn't study it. After Mingyun went to the grassland, how to eat fresh vegetables in winter without freezing it, the boss and his wife, Zhou, used their brains.

Li smiled, "It's all ready."

Zhulan added, "Don't forget the frozen pears."

In the autumn, the Zhouhou Mansion collected a lot of pears and persimmons, which were frozen in the winter, most of which were prepared for Mingyun.

Li said: "Mother, Mingyun came back after loose a lot of beef. Do you think it is divided now, or can it be divided at the end of the year?"

"We will divide it at the end of the year, but unfortunately Ming Teng can't eat it."

Zhou Houfu was a vegetarian for his fourth uncle for forty-nine days. Zhou Shuren wanted to continue, but the emperor would not allow him, because Shuren was old and the emperor was afraid of getting sick.

Ming Teng asked to be vegetarian for one year and inherited the entire Rong family. No one from the Zhou family persuaded Ming Teng.

Mrs. Li felt sorry for her son, "Fortunately, I didn't treat my grandson badly."

Bamboo Orchid laughs Children need nutrition, and Mingteng is not confused. "

Mrs. Li has come out of the death of her parents, "Mother, Minghui often goes out these days, are you alright?"

"It's all right."

The matter of the water thieves has been settled, the pigs that were pushed out have been killed, and Minghui and Wu Shiheng communicate with each other, and the safety can still be guaranteed.

Who does not know in the capital that the emperor is satisfied with the future concubine, enters the palace from time to time to greet him, and can stay in the palace for dinner.

In the afternoon, Boss Zhou came back from the suburbs of Beijing and headed straight to the main courtyard. Zhulan was practicing calligraphy when she heard a mother, her hand shook and a word was ruined, "You have been a grandfather for many years, and you are still reckless. hit?"

Boss Zhou, "Mother, there's a fight."

Zhulan didn't bother to read the words, "Who fought with whom?"

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