Chapter 1788： sick

Time flies, and it is another seven days in a blink of an eye, the days when the household department is resting, in the Zhouhou Mansion in the capital, Zhulan flips through the two booklets compiled by Minghui, and the knowledge points and interpretations are very detailed.

Zhou Shuren asked, "What do you think?"

Zhulan shook the booklet, "This kid is fine, it took a long time to sort out so much."

Zhou Shuren took the booklet and pointed to the title, "These are adapted by him according to his body shape."

Zhulan, "This kid is indeed talented."

Zhou Shuren was in a very good mood, "This kid is lazy."

"His pursuit is really not high."

After a while, Minghui came and saw the booklet on the table when he entered the door. He daringly asked, "Grandpa, can the children and grandchildren take these two booklets?"

Zhou Shuren, "What if you can't?"

Minghui coughed, "The grandson borrowed it for a few days."

He would just go back and rewrite two copies.

Zhou Shuren narrowed his eyes, "Do you want to lend it to Shao Xiucai?"

Minghui did plan this way. He was at home for many days. Although there was a servant to send news, he was still worried, "Borrow it for a few days."

Zhou Shuren handed the booklet to the past. He also wanted to see how the booklet organized by Minghui turned out. "Take it."

Minghui brought it over happily, "Thank you, Grandpa."

"Okay, go get busy."

This kid has been detained at home for many days, and now his heart is flying.

Zhulan waited for Minghui to leave, "There are not many days left until Autumn."

"Yeah, Changzhong, I'm not worried, I miss Changzhi."

Zhulan, "Changzhi wrote a letter when he arrived in Chuanzhou, and I don't know how many more letters to write."

It made her worry every day, and the closer the autumn season was, the more uneasy her heart became.

Zhou Shuren also snorted, "Stinky boy."

Zhulan was delighted, "Changzhi's son is about to get engaged, what about the stinky boy?"

"How old is he, he is also Laozi's son."

After a pause, he mumbled again, "When he comes back and see how I deal with him, I don't even know how worried we are about him."

Zhulan answered, "I support you."

Zhou Shuren knew in his heart that Changzhi did not write letters from time to time because he was afraid that they would be worried.

In Chuanzhou City, Changzhi was lying on the bed with flushed cheeks, and two doctors were guarding the bed. Shi Zhifu also came in person and asked the doctor who diagnosed the pulse, "How is Master Zhou?"

Dr. Li said: "It's not a big problem for adults to catch cold, just drink the decoction and rest for a few days."

Shi Zhifu's heart is very happy, his heart is healed, and he can stop when he is sick, "Go and prescribe medicine."

Dr. Li went out, and Dr. Wu also followed. The two came out to look at each other, their hearts were clear, and the Shi Zhifu was afraid that Mr. Zhou would pretend to be sick.

Changzhi coughed, "I've made you worry."

Master Shi said: "Lord Zhou has been working hard recently, and you must take good care of yourself."

Ding Jue was speechless when he heard it, why did your lord work so hard? Not drinking tea in the Yamen, or visiting Chuanzhou City, there are no adults who have not been to famous places near Fucheng.

Master Shi explained a few more words, and then left briskly.

Changzhi sat up, "I don't believe this official is sick."

Ding Jue, "Your Excellency came to Chuanzhou ahead of time, they have been in a state of fear and anxiety, and they are not at ease with your every move."

Changzhi motioned to bring a glass of water. After drinking the water, his throat felt a lot better, "There are people around me, so keep an eye on me."

If it weren't for staring at him too closely, he wouldn't think of a way to get sick, let them relax their vigilance for a few days, so that they can find a chance to go out.

Ding Jue's tone was disapproving, "Sir, you shouldn't make yourself sick."

Changzhi, "You saw it just now, and called two doctors. I can't be deceived if I'm not really sick."

Ding Jue frowned, "Sir, are they going to make you sick all the time because of their manipulations on the medicine?"

Changzhi sneered, "They don't dare, let's not talk about them, talk about you."

Ding Jue was puzzled, "Me?"

Changzhi nodded, "Your ability is good. Since you don't want to participate in the imperial examination, how about following me in the future?"

Ding Jue did not resist the surprise this time, "Is it okay?"

He has a heart and still has expectations for future generations, especially after the purge of Sichuan Province this time, his expectations for his son are even higher. The future can be smooth and less calculated.

Changzhi smiled, "However, there is no official body by my side."

Ding Jue grinned, "It's already an honor for a villain to be by your side."

Changzhi said, "When this is over, you can go back to Beijing with me."

"Yes."

After another two days, Zhulan asked Rong Chuan for something, and came to the Men's Academy, where she not only saw Rong Chuan but also the third prince.

Rong Chuan asked, "Mother, what are you doing here in person?"

Zhulan nodded, "I want to change the drawing, come over and ask if you want to change it together."

Rong Chuan motioned the servant to fetch the blueprints, waited for the drawings to be spread out and asked, "Mother, where do you want to change?"

The drawings for this expansion are the same for men's and women's colleges.

Zhulan pointed to a place, "I want to build a pond here."

Rong Chuan, "Then we also cultivated together here Zhulan saw that the third prince did not come, and asked in a low voice, "Why is the third prince following you? "

Rong Chuan lowered his voice, "I didn't follow me. Brother Huang asked the third prince to study at the Ministry of Works. He came with the Ministry of Works today."

Zhulan wondered how this prince with a low sense of presence suddenly got the emperor's attention? I was also sent to the Ministry of Industry to study. The current Ministry of Industry is no longer the Ministry of Works of the past. The Ministry of Works has a very heavy weight in the Sixth Ministry.

Rong Chuan understood the doubts in his mother's eyes, and said in a low voice, "When the queen died, except for the fourth prince, who was born out of the first son, he copied the scriptures carefully, and the other princes were only the third prince. decreed."

Zhulan snorted, the emperor not only felt the intention of the third prince, but also ignored the third prince.

Rong Chuan put away the drawings, "Hey, it's going to be lively again."

Zhulan sighed, "Yes."

The second prince is even more restless. The second prince is still squatting in the Ministry of Rites. The third prince, who has no sense of existence, went to the Ministry of Engineering instead, and he may be jealous!

Rong Chuan said again, "Mother, shall I show you around?"

"good."

She seldom came to the men's college. She walked to the college and looked at each classroom. Zhu Lan said, "The classroom is too crowded."

"No way, there are too many students."

If it wasn't for saying no, there would be more children, and it would be a sweet burden.

Zhulan left the men's college and returned to the city. There was a queue at the gate of the city. The recent capital was very lively. The recruitment of the pharmaceutical factory was over. Because of the many people who were watching the recruitment, the women who had successfully applied for the job had straightened their backs.

Zhulan was thinking about something when the driver said, "Madam, someone asked to see you."

Zhulan looked back at Qingxue, Qingxue got off the carriage, and then came up and said, "Miss Zhuo of Yong'an's government."

Zhulan, "Heli's Zoya?"