Chapter 1788 I'm Sick

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it's been seven days again. It's the day when the Ministry of Revenue is on holiday. In Zhou Hou Mansion in the capital, Zhulan is flipping through the two books compiled by Minghui. The knowledge points and interpretations are very detailed.

Zhou Shuren asked, "What do you think?"

Zhulan shook the booklet and said, "This kid is really good. He has compiled so much in such a short time."

Zhou Shuren took the booklet and pointed at the questions. "He edited these questions based on the question type."

Zhulan, "This child is indeed talented."

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

"His aspirations are indeed not high."

After a while, Minghui came in and saw the books on the table. He asked, "Grandpa, can my grandson take these two books?"

Zhou Shuren, "What if it's not possible?"

Minghui coughed and said, "Then let Sun'er borrow it for a few days."

He just needs to go back and rewrite two books accordingly.

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

Minghui did plan this. He had been at home for many days. Although a servant had delivered a message, he was still worried and asked, "Borrow it for a few days."

Zhou Shuren handed the booklet to Minghui. He also wanted to see how the booklet Minghui had compiled looked. "Take it."

Minghui took it happily and said, "Thank you, Grandpa."

"Okay, go get busy."

This kid has been confined at home for many days, and now his heart is already wandering.

Zhulan waited for Minghui to leave, "There's not much time left until the Autumn Examination."

"Yes, I'm not worried about Changzhong, I'm thinking about Changzhi."

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

This made her worry every day, and the closer it got to the autumn examination, the more uneasy she became.

Zhou Shuren also snorted, "Stinky boy."

Zhulan was amused, "Changzhi's son is about to get engaged, why is there such a bad boy?"

"No matter how old you are, you are still my son."

He paused and then muttered, "Wait until he comes back and see how I deal with him. He has no idea how worried we are about him."

Zhu Lan replied: "I support you."

Zhou Shuren knew in his heart that Changzhi didn't write back often because he was afraid that they would worry.

In Chuanzhou City, Changzhi was lying on the bed with red cheeks. Two doctors were guarding the bed. Prefect Shi also came in person and asked the doctor who was examining him, "How is Lord Zhou doing?"

Doctor Li said, "It's not a serious problem for you to catch a cold. You just need to drink some medicine and rest for a few days."

Prefect Shi was very happy, thinking that it was good to be sick, and that the illness would be cured, and he said, "Go get the medicine."

Doctor Li went out, and Doctor Wu followed him. When they came out and looked at each other, they knew clearly that Prefect Shi was afraid that Lord Zhou was faking illness, so he invited the two of them.

Changzhi coughed and said, "I'm sorry to have worried you, sir."

Lord Shi said, "Lord Zhou has been working hard recently. You must take good care of yourself."

Ding Jue was speechless. How could the master be so hard-working? He was either drinking tea in the government office or strolling around Chuanzhou City. He had been to all the famous places near the city. Why was the master sick? He was deliberately sick just to enjoy a walk in the rain.

Lord Shi gave a few more instructions before leaving with brisk steps.

Chang Zhi sat up and said, "You don't believe that I'm sick."

Ding Jue, "Since you came to Chuanzhou ahead of schedule, they have been very nervous. They are worried about your every move."

Changzhi motioned for a glass of water. After drinking the water, his throat felt much better. "They are all around me. Please keep an eye on them."

If they hadn't been watching him too closely, he wouldn't have thought of getting sick. He would let them relax their vigilance for a few days so that he could find a chance to go out.

Ding Jue said with disapproval in his tone, "Sir, you shouldn't make yourself sick."

Changzhi, "You saw it just now. Call two doctors. I can't fool you unless I'm really sick."

Ding Jue frowned, "Sir, will they tamper with the medicine to keep you sick?"

Chang Zhi sneered, "They don't dare. Okay, let's not talk about them anymore, let's talk about you."

Ding Jue was confused, "Me?"

Chang Zhi nodded, "You have good abilities. Since you don't want to take part in the imperial examination, how about you stay with me in the future?"

Ding Jue did not resist this time, and said in a surprised tone, "Is it okay?"

He had a knot in his heart and expectations for his offspring, especially after the pacification of Chuanzhou, his expectations for his son became even higher. He had seen a lot from being around adults, and he knew clearly how difficult it was for people from poor families. Having someone to protect his son would help him have a smoother future without having to scheme.

Changzhi smiled and said, "But, you don't have an official status if you follow me."

Ding Jue grinned, "It is my honor to be able to follow you, sir."

Chang Zhi said: "When this is over, you will come back to Beijing with me."

"yes."

Two days later, Zhulan went to the boys' college to find Rongchuan for something and not only met Rongchuan but also the third prince.

Rongchuan asked, "Mom, what is the matter that brought you here in person?"

Zhu Lan nodded, "I want to revise the drawings, and I came to ask if you want to help me revise them."

Rong Chuan signaled the servant to bring the blueprints over, and when the blueprints were spread out, he asked, "Mother, what do you want to change?"

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

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

Rongchuan, "Then we can practice together here as well."

Seeing that the Third Prince hadn't come over, Zhu Lan asked quietly, "Why is the Third Prince following you?"

Rong Chuan lowered his voice, "He is not following me. My brother asked the Third Prince to go to the Ministry of Works to study. He came with the Ministry of Works today."

Zhulan wondered how this prince, who had little presence, could suddenly get the emperor's attention. He was even sent to the Ministry of Industry to study. The current Ministry of Industry is not the same as before. It has a very important role in the six ministries.

Rong Chuan understood the doubt in his mother's eyes and whispered, "After the Queen passed away, apart from the fourth prince who was born to the emperor, who was diligent in copying the scriptures, only the third prince was diligent. Yesterday, my brother went to see the princes, and the Emperor was touched and issued an order."

Zhulan said "oh", thinking that the emperor was not only grateful for the third prince's care, but also felt guilty for what he had neglected.

Rongchuan put away the drawings and said, "Hey, it's going to get lively again."

Zhulan sighed, "Yes."

The second prince must be even more restless. He is still in the Ministry of Rites, while the third prince, who has no sense of existence, has gone to the Ministry of Works. I wonder how jealous he must be!

Rong Chuan said again: "Mom, shall I take you around to have a look?"

"good."

She seldom came to the boys' college. After walking into the college and looking at each classroom, Zhulan said, "The classrooms are too crowded."

"There's nothing we can do. There are too many students."

If we hadn't said we wouldn't accept them anymore, we would have more children, which would have been a sweet burden.

Zhulan left the boys' college and returned to the city. There was a queue at the city gate. The capital city had been very busy recently. The recruitment for the pharmaceutical factory had ended. Because there were many people watching the recruitment promotion, the successful applicants straightened their backs.

Zhulan was thinking about something when the driver spoke up, "Madam, someone wants to see you."

Zhulan came back to her senses and looked at Qingxue. Qingxue got off the carriage and then came up and said, "The young lady of the Yong'an Duke's Mansion."

Zhulan, "Divorced Zoya?"

(End of this chapter)