Chu family.

When Chu Ming returned home, he found that the whole family was waiting for him, and Chu Ming was deeply moved.

"Ming'er is back, come and sit down and have a rest." Old Madam Chu was very happy to see her son come back, but at the same time she felt a little distressed.

"How's the matter going?" Lord Chu made a rare trip today to wait for his son to show concern for him.

"You can go to work tomorrow. The Third Madam has already arranged everything for the shop today." Chu Ming answered respectfully.

"Help the Third Madam well and don't let her down." Lord Chu knew how important this matter was to his son and was afraid that his son would lose the job.

"The child knows." Chu Ming cherishes the current opportunity even more.

"Okay, Ming'er has been tired all day, let him rest early, he has to go to work tomorrow." After Madam Chu said this, no one else dared to ask any more questions.

When Chu Ming returned to his yard, he still felt like he was dreaming, but it was a really good feeling.

Murong Shu and Wen Jing returned to the yard. Murong Shu was in a very happy mood today. She took Wen Jing to the study. She wanted to draw the furniture with Wen Jing. In fact, her own painting skills were not strong, so she could only rely on Wen Jing.

Murong Shu took Wen Jing to the Space Hospital and showed him the sofa, recliner, bookcase, coffee table, Luohan bed, etc. on the computer, all of which were in ancient style, and then he looked for the drawings on the computer.

Wen Jing had a very good memory and could basically draw it after looking at it once, but Murong Shu was afraid that he would make mistakes, so he asked Wen Jing to look while he drew, while he ground ink for Wen Jing.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the study was very warm. Murong Shu felt that although she was not good at painting, she and Wen Jing were in harmony with each other.

"If Madam is tired, please call Tingzhu in." Wen Jing was afraid that Murong Shu was tired. After all, his wife had been running around all day.

"Husband, Shu'er is not tired at all. It's hard for you to help draw the picture after work." Murong Shu kissed Wen Jing, then ran back to continue grinding.

Wen Jing was very helpless. His wife was just taking advantage of the fact that he was pregnant and that was why she dared to provoke him like this. Wen Jing decided to endure it for the time being.

After that, Wen Jing's painting speed increased a lot. He quickly drew the pictures that Murong Shu wanted, a total of six pictures, representing six different kinds of furniture.

Murong Shu was stunned. Her husband's speed was quite good. It only took him half an hour to finish the drawing. It was just a little simple.

When Murong Shu was staring at the drawings and was about to ask Wen Jing to polish them, he heard Wen Jing call Ting Zhu in, and then he divided the six drawings into two and handed them to Ting Feng.

"Go and give one copy to the eldest and second masters respectively, and ask them to polish it according to the drawing I drew before the court tomorrow morning. If Shu'er is not satisfied, you have to revise it again."

Wen Jing decided to let his eldest and second brothers paint the picture. The three brothers have a rapport with each other, and Wen Zhi and Wen Ye are very good at retouching. If that doesn't work out, he can just paint it himself.

"It's not a good idea to disturb my elder and second brothers at this hour!" Although it was still early, there was no entertainment in ancient times, so Murong Shu still felt a little disturbed.

"You've worked hard all day. I'll accompany you back to rest. You want to renovate the shop, right? Let's discuss it together."

Wen Jing knew that Murong Shu was going to renovate the shop, so he prepared to help her draw the decoration drawings. In order to make it convenient for Murong Shu to rest, Wen Jing asked the servants to bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the bedroom.

Although Murong Shu was not good at painting, she was good at simple sketches. She drew the general layout of the shop with just a few strokes. Wen Jing quickly drew the appearance of the shop based on her description. Then Murong Shu began to talk about her decoration ideas and Wen Jing marked them. The two of them were busy for another hour before they finished.

Wen Jing personally helped Murong Shu take a bath. When he came back from washing, Murong Shu had already fallen asleep. Wen Jing lay down beside Murong Shu and fell asleep with his arms around the little girl.

Have a good night's sleep.

The next day, when Murong Shu got up, Wen Jing had already gone to court, and Xiao Tao helped her get up. Murong Shu was still a little confused and asked, "Where is my son-in-law?"

"Miss, the uncle has gone to court early. Miss, you are tired from going out yesterday. Do you want to sleep a little longer? The food in the kitchen is warm for you."

Xiao Tao saw that Murong Shu was a little dazed and thought that her young lady had not woken up yet, so she advised Murong Shu to sleep a little longer.

"No, Xiao Tao'er, your young lady has important business to attend to." Murong Shu refused to take a nap, as she still had to go to the shop today.

Seeing that her young lady really didn't want to sleep any longer, Xiao Tao quickly helped Murong Shu to get up and told others to get breakfast.

After breakfast, Ting Zhu handed the box that Wen Jing asked him to pass on to Murong Shu before he left. "Madam, the Third Master said that he would give this to you after breakfast."

Murong Shu took the box handed over by Ting Zhu and was very surprised after opening it. His eldest and second brothers were really amazing. The retouched drawings were perfect.

Murong Shu didn't know that the perfect masterpiece she was seeing now was completed by Wen Ye and Wen Zhi after staying up all night last night, including Wen Jing's decoration drawings, which were also redrawn by Wen Jing this morning.

Yesterday, Wen Zhi and Wen Ye were very puzzled when they received a request from their third brother to draw a picture. After opening it, they realized that it was for Xin Pu Zi. Madam Wen was very interested and asked the servants to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone so that she could polish it together with Wen Zhi.

The two discussed and polished the design. Mrs. Wen also incorporated her own ideas into the design and continued to revise it with Wen Zhi, until they finally came up with a drawing that satisfied both of them.

Wen Zhi felt sorry for his wife's pregnancy, so he took these pictures very seriously.

Wen Ye was even more miserable. He was originally preparing to rest, but a servant came to report that Ting Zhu from the Third Young Master's courtyard came to see the Second Master about something. The Second Madam Wen was now in charge of the Wen family, and she thought that Wen Jing and Murong Shu had something to do, so she went out with Wen Ye.

After hearing what Ting Zhu said, Wen Ye found it incomprehensible that his third brother was not sleeping so late at night and had the interest to paint. Wen Ye was just complaining in his heart when he heard his wife's surprised voice.

"Husband, this should be what we will buy in the shop in the future. It looks really good. It must be the idea of ​​my third brother's wife. Husband, please help to polish it quickly. It must be very beautiful."

When Mrs. Wen saw that these were the things they would sell in the shop in the future, she stopped sleeping and urged Wen Ye to work.

Seeing that his wife was so happy, Wen Ye didn't dare to say anything. He could only resign himself to his fate and start painting. One of his paintings was rejected by his wife twice, and he had to repaint it before her was satisfied.

So when Wen Ye went to sleep, it was already the second half of the night. He felt that it was time to go to court as soon as he lay down on the bed, so he had to get up and go.

Wen Ye was not in good spirits today. He almost fell asleep when the emperor was speaking. Prime Minister Wen did not know that his three sons had stayed up late last night, so he decided to talk to his second son about it. How could he sleep when he was attending court?