Chapter 1703 Tracking
When Zhulan knew that her son asked Yuwen for help, Yuwen had already invited Miss Wei to have tea and would go to the appointment tomorrow.
Qingxue knows the old lady very well. "Now that we know which teahouse it is, do you want to reserve a private room in advance?"
Zhulan wanted to go very much. This was her son's future happiness, the person who would accompany him for the rest of his life. Once her daughter-in-law was chosen, she and Shuren could rest assured. She slammed the table and said, "Go."
Qingxue went out and called the little maid to make arrangements. The county lord had already booked a private room, so she was not afraid of making a mistake.
On the other side, Wei Xinyi looked at her mother helplessly, "Mom, I can just wear normal clothes to meet the county lord."
It was just a simple tea drinking, so she didn't need to dress up too much.
Feng didn't think so. "If you believe what mother said, there will definitely be more than one county lord tomorrow."
She wanted to dress her daughter up beautifully, as her intuition told her that her daughter was destined to be with Master Zhou Changzhong.
Wei Xinyi blushed. She had guessed it when she received the county lord's post, but she had been suppressing it. Now that her mother had spoken it out, she felt embarrassed. "Mom."
Feng picked out a skirt and said, "My dear, a good marriage is hard to come by. There are so many men in the Zhou Marquis's mansion eyeing you. I hope you can find a good marriage, so don't miss it."
She knew how competitive marriages were in the Zhou Marquis's mansion. Just look at the two grandsons' wives who had married there, which one of them was not envied? She was already quite old, and she would also feel jealous!
Wei Xinyi took the skirt, turned around and changed her clothes without saying anything.
Feng smiled, but the smile lasted only until the maid came in, frowning, "Miss Ji is here?"
The old woman said, "Yes, would you please come in?"
Feng signaled the maid to put away her skirts. "You said Yi'er's attitude was already very obvious, why did she come?"
The old woman's eyes were shrewd. "I don't believe that you can recognize a friend after just a few meetings. Only Miss Ji has what Miss Ji wants."
Feng's eyes were sharp. She believed the words of the maid who came with her as a dowry. The maid came from the palace and had a pair of eyes that could see through people. "Sent someone back and said there were guests at home."
Mother-in-law, "Yes."
Wei Xinyi heard everything in the room, and when she came out, she didn't ask, but instead asked, "Mom, does it look good?"
Feng's face was smiling again, "It looks good. You look best in blue."
"This one, then."
Outside the Wei family mansion, Ji Rong returned to the carriage with her smile gone. She couldn't help but clutch her handkerchief tightly, "Let's go to the grocery store."
In the evening, Zhou Shuren returned home tired, changed his clothes and sat still until his wife helped him massage his head, and then his brows relaxed a little.
Zhulan asked, "Is patent law troublesome?"
Zhou Shuren nodded. "Yeah, today we were just arguing. Some wanted to gain some benefits, some insisted on their principles, etc. It gave me a headache."
Zhulan asked, "When are you going to submit your proposed patent law to the Emperor?"
"Don't worry, wait until they figure it out."
He doesn't want to stand out anymore. He has done enough. Too much is not good. He will just wait for the results to come out and make up for the omissions.
Zhulan, "I made your favorite goose tonight."
"Then I'll have to eat more."
Zhulan, "I have something happy to tell you."
Zhou Shuren has been focusing on patents lately and has not asked about family matters. "Any happy events?"
Zhulan told Yuwen that her son had asked her for help, "I have already booked a private room."
Zhou Shuren hissed, "My head hurts even more."
Zhu Lan was shocked and said, "I'm going to use the sign to ask for the imperial physician."
"So I'm going to take a day off tomorrow, what do you think?"
Zhulan pinched Shuren's ear and smiled again, "I think it's good."
Zhou Shuren hummed, "But we still need to ask the imperial physician for help."
"good."
The Zhou Marquis Mansion invited an imperial physician, who came nervously and left in a daze. He shook his head helplessly and all he had to do was report back to the Emperor.
As soon as the imperial physician left, Zhou Shuren got up to eat. He ate half a goose and drank tea comfortably. But when it was time to go to bed, he couldn't fall asleep.
Zhulan was helpless, "You toss and turn, and I can't sleep either."
Zhou Shuren, "Changzhong is getting engaged, and our son will be married in a few years."
His heart would soften whenever he thought about it, and he showed all his severity to his first few sons. The youngest son received all his love, and he brought him up little by little, raising him from a tiny little kid.
Zhulan hadn't shown any emotion yet, but she never expected Shuren to show his emotion first. "When your son gets married, you won't cry, will you?"
Zhou Shuren, "Crying is impossible, but red eyes are certain."
Zhulan: "Okay, go to sleep."
"Oh, okay."
The next day, Zhulan and her husband went out after breakfast without telling anyone. Zhulan wanted to keep it a secret so that Jifang would not know.
Yuwen was the next to leave, and a quarter of an hour later, Changzhong was the last to leave.
When Zhou Lao Da wanted to talk to his father, he found out that his father and mother had gone out. He thought that the old couple were just enjoying their own world, so he touched his nose and went back.
The couple arrived at the teahouse very early. In order to keep a low profile, they dressed quite casually and did not even bring a few maids or guards with them. They also asked the carriage to go back first to avoid being discovered by Changzhong if it stopped at the door.
Zhulan pressed her ear against the wall, "Can you hear me clearly like this?"
Zhou Shuren, "It should be possible, but the sound insulation is not good."
Zhulan said regretfully, "It would be nice if there was a teahouse across the street. It would be nice to look through a telescope."
"What if the window is closed?"
Zhulan, "It's so hot now, why don't you open the window?"
Zhou Shuren stroked his beard and said, "I said just in case."
"You just want to argue with me."
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, you are right."
Half an hour later, Yuwen's carriage arrived at the teahouse. Coincidentally, the Wei family's carriage had just arrived. Yuwen got off the carriage first and saw Miss Wei coming down in a blue dress. This time she looked at her carefully and thought that Miss Wei was good-looking, especially her eyes.
Miss Wei greeted him and said, "I have met the county lord."
Yuwen stretched out her hand. "Shall we go inside and talk?"
"good."
Yuwen, the county lord, left first. Miss Wei was about to catch up when she heard Ji Rong's voice behind her, "Xinyi, I just thought it looked like you. It turns out it was you."
Wei Xinyi turned her head, the smile on her face remained the same, but the smile disappeared from her eyes. It was more like tracking than a coincidence. "What a coincidence?"
Ji Rong felt a little guilty and took a few quick steps. "It's really a coincidence. I..."
But before she could finish the rest of her words, she met the eyes of County Lord Anhe. The county lord was looking at her, and although he was not sneering, she could sense a chill in his expression.
Wei Xinyi naturally noticed it, took a step back and said, "Miss Ji, if you have something to do, go and do it."
She would not be stupid enough to invite Ji Rong to have tea together. Her feelings towards Ji Rong had reached the bottom because of following her.
Ji Rong's heart tightened. She wanted to say that she didn't have anything to do, but she couldn't utter a word. It was clear that County Lord Anhe hadn't said a word. She felt like she was seen through, and the warning from last time rang in her ears again.
Ji Rong smiled and said, "I do have something to do, so I won't bother you anymore."
Having said that, he turned around and left quickly, as if someone was chasing him.
(End of this chapter)