Chapter 1668 Eye Drops

The emperor laughed again, "Shang Heng came to the palace to pay his respects yesterday."

Zhou Shuren heard the joy in the emperor's tone and was very satisfied with this prince consort, so Zhuo Guyu would definitely lose to the future prince consort. No, there was no comparison at all.

The emperor added: "Duke Yong'an collected a lot of good things back then."

Zhou Shuren thought to himself that the future prince consort was being fooled. "I don't know. You know that my family fortune was accumulated bit by bit. I have never enjoyed the feeling of becoming rich overnight."

The emperor was delighted, "Marquis Zhou's mansion has accumulated a considerable fortune."

Zhou Shuren was proud, "My wife is a good housekeeper."

The emperor sighed, "Madam Hou is indeed capable. I have read a lot of letters sent back by Lord Rong En recently."

Zhou Shuren felt sorry for Mingrui after hearing this. His grandson must have suffered a lot from having to travel in such a cold winter. Not to mention the living conditions, the travel alone was enough to make him suffer. "I have also carefully read the letter Mingrui sent back."

The emperor smiled and said, "The math books are being promoted well in private schools, and the children are accepting them well. I have been thinking a lot about this recently."

Zhou Shuren's heart moved. The emperor mentioned Rong Enqing. Was he preparing to change the manor outside the capital in advance?

Another quarter of an hour later, the emperor wanted to continue reviewing memorials, so Zhou Shuren and Gu Sheng left the palace together.

Zhou Shuren walked a few steps and stopped, motioning Gu Sheng to come closer and not to stray too far.

Gu Sheng was very nervous, "Master Hou."

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

Gu Sheng was nervous and replied carefully, "I know."

Recently, fewer people have asked him to paint, and he can hear people talking about him behind his back, but so what? He has saved a lot of money and added a lot of industries.

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

Gu Sheng reacted for a moment and replied carefully, "I think the scenery in front of me is better."

Zhou Shuren tilted his head, "Do you know what will be waiting for you if you don't work hard and the gap widens?"

Gu Sheng clenched his fists slightly, "I understand."

So he is friends with the future prince consort, and he also has plans.

Zhou Shuren raised his eyebrows and left without saying anything else. The expression on his face showed that he was in a good mood.

Gu Sheng was in a state of confusion, as he was unsure whether his answer would satisfy Lord Hou. Seeing Lord Hou walking away, he hurriedly followed him.

In Zhouhou Mansion, Zhulan read Mingrui's letter. In the letter, Mingrui had many insights and had witnessed many life and death. He buried his dead child with his own hands. There was a strong sense of powerlessness between the lines. His grandson wrote to her, seeking answers.

Zhulan got up and went to the study, picked up the letter paper and organized her words before she started writing. The problem of orphans has not been solved in modern times, let alone the ancient times when the conditions were even worse. She first comforted her grandson, then changed her mind and said that everything should be done step by step. Everything has a process, and all she can do now is to have a clear conscience.

After writing the letter, she checked it carefully before putting it into the envelope, and at the same time sighed that the village in the suburbs of Beijing could develop healthily, not only because of her status, but also because this was the capital.

It was difficult to hire doctors to teach in each state. The cold wind blew and made people feel choked up. The conditions in ancient times were too poor. Many children died in the winter.

Outside the capital, Mingrui was coughing, and Rong Enqing helped him pour water. "Listen to me this time. We will stay in the city and continue on our journey after you recover."

Mingrui drank some water and said, "I'm late for my trip."

Rong Enqing took the teacup and said, "You should know that the children's death is not your fault."

Mingrui leaned against the pillow, "I know."

I just feel sad. I have seen too much along the way and it has been weighing on my heart.

Rong Enqing thought to himself that he was still young and had seen little. "When I was doing business, I met all kinds of people."

He was used to seeing people suffering all kinds of hardships, and even though he became a noble, lived a life of luxury for many years and had children, his heart was never soft.

He went to a farm outside Beijing to find a job for himself. He paid attention to the education of his children, which made him feel more satisfied. He went out of Beijing on business trips more for himself.

Mingrui coughed again and said, "I haven't seen much yet."

I thought I was determined, but ended up overestimating myself.

Rong Enqing, "So you are happy."

The children in Zhouhou Mansion are all happy. They have loving parents, there is no chaos in the mansion, and the brothers have deep love, which is envied by many people.

Even though Mingrui had never seen the suffering child, he knew that he was happy. His wife grew up in a good environment, and he also had illegitimate brothers and sisters.

Rong Enqing continued: "It is a good thing to see the shortcomings now. Only when we find the problems can we solve them. We should not recall the mistakes but think about how to solve them."

Then he stood up and patted Mingrui on the shoulder, signaling Mingrui to take a rest.

Mingrui did not rest, thinking that he had learned a lot from Rong Enqing along the way. He thought for a while and closed his eyes, recalling the villages he had stayed in when traveling with the prince. The more he recalled, the more smiles appeared on his face, and then he slowly fell asleep.

The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was already Leon. After Leon it was the New Year, and another year was about to pass.

The letter from Caoyuan finally arrived in the capital. Zhulan laughed after reading it, "Mingyun, it's so hard. Look how many times fruits and vegetables are mentioned in the letter."

Li, "We should prepare more this time, in case the road is blocked by heavy snow again."

Zhulan said, "The vegetable production in the farm is quite good. Send all the vegetables that are left to Mingyun. Don't just send dried vegetables. Prepare some more vegetables that have been frozen in hot water."

In the past, the family didn't need to send vegetables to distant places, so they had never studied it. After Mingyun went to the grassland, Zhou Lao Da and his wife started to think about how to prevent fresh vegetables from being frozen when traveling long distances in winter.

Li smiled, "Everything is ready."

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

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

Li said, "Mother, Mingyun sent back a lot of beef. Do you think we should share it now or wait until the end of the year?"

"We'll share it at the end of the year. It's a pity Ming Teng can't eat it all."

The Zhouhou Mansion kept a vegetarian diet for forty-nine days for his fourth uncle. Zhou Shuren wanted to continue but the emperor would not allow it because Shuren was old and the emperor was afraid that he would get sick from the exhaustion.

Ming Teng became a vegetarian for a year on his own request. He inherited the entire Rong family, and no one in the Zhou family persuaded Ming Teng.

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

Zhulan laughed, "Children need nutrition, Mingteng is not confused."

Li has come to terms with the death of her parents. "Mom, Minghui has been out a lot these days. Is he okay?"

"It's all right now."

The matter of the water thieves has been settled, the pig that was pushed out has been killed, and Minghui's safety can still be guaranteed as he interacts with Wu Shangheng.

Everyone in the capital knew that the emperor was satisfied with his future consort. Master Wu would come to the palace to pay his respects from time to time and could even stay in the palace for meals.

In the afternoon, Boss Zhou came back from the outskirts of Beijing and headed straight to the main courtyard. Zhulan was practicing calligraphy. When she heard the word "mother", her hands trembled and a piece of calligraphy was ruined. "You have been a grandfather for many years, and you are still so reckless?"

Boss Zhou: "Mom, the fight has started."

Zhulan didn't want to read the words anymore. "Who fought with whom?"

(End of this chapter)