Chapter 1072: Have a goal

At night in the Zhou family, Zhou Shuren sighed, "This year's harvest is not good. It has been raining continuously and some seeds have fermented."

Zhulan was also worried. The Zhou family had a lot of land and farms. "This year, it's not just the north that has had a lot of rain, the south has had a lot as well."

Zhou Shuren was worried about money. "I hope everything goes well for Changyi and his friends and they can bring back more money. There are too many places that need money this year."

Zhu Lan frowned, "You said that now that the rain has passed, there won't be a severe drought in the summer, right?"

Zhou Shuren turned over and said, "How would I know? I can't read the celestial phenomena."

Zhulan sometimes thinks that some of the ancient astronomical observations were still very impressive. "Oh, this year's spring ploughing will be delayed."

Zhou Shuren was a little annoyed. The folding paper in the morning court was all from the spring ploughing, and it always rained, which made the elderly and children more likely to get sick. The dampness in the house was unbearable for adults. The people had a hard life, so where could they get the money to buy charcoal? The firewood from the rain was wet. "The hardest hit are the people."

Zhulan pulled up the quilt. It was very dry. That was the result of the charcoal fire burning in the empty room. "Go to sleep. You worry enough every day."

Zhou Shuren hummed. He was indeed tired and worried.

The next day, Zhou Shuren was on his day off. The weather was good, and the long-lost sun came out. Zhou Shuren felt better. "The dark clouds from yesterday have dispersed."

Zhulan raised her head and said, "Yes, it's finally over."

Zhou Shuren put his hands behind his back and said, "The weather is nice today, shall we go out for a walk? Come to think of it, I haven't been out for a long time."

Zhu Lan nodded, "Okay, today it's just the two of us. Over the years, we haven't had many opportunities to be alone during the day."

Zhou Shuren held his wife's hand and said, "I'm not busy anymore. I'll take a few days off to spend more time with you."

"Um."

The old couple said they were going out for a walk and left without any hesitation. They didn't bring many maids or servants with them, only servants. The only one who went with them was Mrs. Song.

Sitting in the carriage, Zhulan looked at Mrs. Song's increasingly white hair and said, "You have worked hard these years."

Mrs. Song shook her head, "It's not hard at all to be by your side."

The master is good and it is easy for her to be a servant. Living in the Zhou family is like living in retirement, and she really doesn't feel it is hard.

Zhulan opened the carriage curtain and passed by Zhang's mansion and realized, "Why are there so many craftsmen?"

Zhou Shuren knew more. "Such a large area is wasted when it is left empty. The prince and the emperor decided to sell it in pieces and build the house themselves."

To put it bluntly, it is selling land. The Zhang family's mansion is no longer worth passing on.

Zhulan asked, "Are there many people buying it?"

Zhou Shuren whispered, "I don't know. The last time I played chess with the emperor, he mentioned it. Now it seems that he is here to measure the land. So, do we want to buy it?"

Zhulan thought that the emperor not only wanted to recycle the land, but also wanted to tell the Zhang family members in hiding that the Zhang family was completely gone this time. "No need, our family is big enough."

Therefore, there is no need to create hatred. As for other families in the capital, there is nothing to worry about if they take advantage of this. There will be competition for space, and the location of the Zhang family’s mansion is the best.

The couple did not leave the city. Ever since an assassin broke into their house last time, they realized more intuitively how much hatred they had attracted. They wandered around the capital and chose a teahouse on the street to rest.

There were quite a few people in the teahouse today. They all wanted to go out and get some fresh air on this rare good day. The two of them arrived a little late and there was no room left upstairs.

Zhulan had never had tea downstairs. "Let's sit downstairs."

Zhou Shuren nodded, wiped the chair himself, and then helped his wife to sit down. He didn't even ask Mrs. Song to wash the cups or pour tea. Zhou Shuren did all the work of serving his wife himself.

Upstairs, Prince Qi was stunned. He knew that Lord Zhou loved his wife, but he was the only one to do this. He pushed Rong Chuan and asked, "Has Lord Zhou always been like this?"

Rong Chuan had a dull face. He was dragged out by King Qi early in the morning. Shouldn't he help King Liang to find the living people of the Song family? How come he was targeted by King Qi, and King Liang didn't care!

Rong Chuan silently took a step away from King Qi before saying, "It has always been like this."

When he was at home, his father did even more extreme things. He had even seen his father bring water for his mother to wash her feet. He was always surprised by some small surprise gifts. His wife said that his father was just very romantic!

Prince Qi looked at Lord Zhou and wished he could cool the tea and put it into Yang Shu's mouth. He couldn't bear to watch it. Even though he drank the tea, he still felt sick. He wanted to ask Lord Zhou to come up, but now he didn't want to.

Rong Chuan frowned, "Your Highness Prince Qi, aren't you going to investigate the escaped members of the Zhang family?"

Prince Qi tapped his hand with his fan, "You don't understand this. Someone from the Zhang family escaped and hid for so many years. Can I find out just by asking? I have to investigate all the properties of the Zhang family in the previous dynasty first, and then find out who has swallowed up the properties of the Zhang family. These are all details. I just need to wait."

The people below him don't get paid for nothing, so he just needs to control the direction. He will be exhausted if he does everything himself.

Moreover, Prince Qi has a goal. The Crown Prince told him that Rong Chuan is the real Fifth Prince, which means that Zhang Yang is fake. In addition, his father's attitude and Zhang Yang's appearance, although he was manipulated by the Crown Prince, also made him see many things clearly, so he is really not in a hurry.

Rongchuan was really surprised. The Prince of Qi did nothing all day long and seemed not to be doing his job seriously. Unexpectedly, he did a lot of things secretly. He thought, he is indeed a child who grew up in the palace. Thinking carefully, the Prince of Qi is also very capable, but there is a more powerful prince suppressing him. In other dynasties, the Prince of Qi is also capable of becoming the emperor.

King Qi covered his face with his fan, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

Rong Chuan smiled and said, "No, I just admire His Royal Highness Prince Qi."

The King of Qi felt bad. Could this be a blood relationship? He didn't like Zhang Yang the first time he met him. He had a good impression of Rong Chuan. Although he didn't like him, he was friendly. "Sometimes I think you're pretty good this way."

He did not grow up in the palace and has no ambitions. Given Rongchuan's current situation and appearance, he will not pose any threat to the prince even if he returns to the royal family. Coupled with his father's guilt, the prince will be a good brother.

Rongchuan's pupils constricted. The Prince of Qi treated him like this because he knew his life experience. He thought the Prince of Qi was mentally ill, but now it seemed that among the several princes, the Prince of Qi had the most normal mind.

King Qi chuckled, "Oh, such a big reaction, it seems you also know about it."

Rong Chuan pursed his lips and said, "I don't know what Your Highness is talking about."

Prince Qi was also shocked that Rongchuan actually knew his life experience. He felt sad again. His father was so partial. The Queen gave birth to sons, but they were not?