Chapter 1207: Thrown into Jail

In a blink of an eye, five days passed and the results of the Ministry of Rites' investment promotion came out. In order to expand profits, the Ministry of Rites did not hand over all the supplies to one merchant, but instead solicited investments separately.

On that day, the money from China Merchants Bank had already been deposited into the Ministry of Revenue. Zhou Shuren walked home in the evening with a breeze on his shoulders.

But when he saw Chang Yi waiting at the door of his house, Zhou Shuren's good mood faded a little.

Chang Yi finally waited for his father to come back, "Dad, you are back."

Zhou Shuren stared at the notebook in Changyi's hand with a dull look on his face. He thought that Changyi would be busy with his job as he followed Lord Sun to attract investment. Unexpectedly, Changyi was so good at making soy sauce that Lord Sun and others were so busy that Changyi still had time to study on his own.

Zhou Shuren took the notebook and asked, "Another difficult question?"

Chang Yi's eyes were full of the light of learning, "Dad, you explain it more thoroughly than the foreigners. I have learned a lot on my own in the past two days, so I have sorted out a lot of difficult questions."

After saying this, Chang Yi felt a little embarrassed. He felt that he was still too stupid. The foreigners were talking too much and even said that he had a rare talent!

Zhou Shuren held the notebook in his hand. He and his wife had decided that his daughter-in-law would teach Changyi after she became a self-taught person. However, it would be too unrealistic for his daughter-in-law to teach her son after only a few days of learning. So, he still wanted her to teach him at first. "Well, I'll take it home and have a look. I'll teach you after dinner."

Chang Yi, "Thank you, Dad."

Zhou Shuren brought the notebook back to the yard. As soon as he entered the house, he saw his wife reading a book. He put the notebook in front of her and said, "Take a look first."

Zhulan put down the book and flipped through it. "There are quite a few today."

Zhou Shuren, "Yes, Changyi is very dedicated."

Zhulan took the pen and said, "Come here, I'll teach you first."

Zhou Shuren, "......"

Be patient. As long as the daughter-in-law can teach her son openly, he won't have to learn.

Zhulan explained a question, and even if Zhou Shuren handed it to the teacher, he still had a basic understanding. "I think if I continue to explain the questions to you, you can actually teach your son yourself."

Zhou Shuren, "I'm very busy."

Zhulan just teased Zhou Shuren. She had recently learned something and found it quite interesting.

At sea, the soldiers who had been watching the island reported, "There are ships coming out of the island."

General Hou, "Send someone to follow them, don't let them get discovered."

Soldier: "Yes."

Rong Chuan asked, "General, what can we do to attack the island?"

General Hou, "Waiting for the order."

Rongchuan missed home after being at sea for so long. He missed his wife and his daughter-in-law. He wanted to end it soon.

Because the ships are too large, they are now stationed on an island, some distance away from the Zhang family's island, so they are not afraid of being discovered.

Rongchuan was enjoying the sea breeze when he saw Yang Wen standing guard. He was very surprised and asked, "Why are you standing guard on the main ship?"

When Yang Wen saw that it was his uncle, he said excitedly, "It was thanks to my uncle that I was transferred to the main ship."

If he climbed up step by step on his own, he didn't know when he would be appreciated by General Hou. This time, following his cousin's father-in-law, he was appreciated by General Hou. As long as he could survive the attack on the island, he would be promoted.

Rong Chuan patted Yang Wen on the shoulder and said, "That's also because you have the ability."

If you don't have the ability, even if you rely on his help, you won't be noticed by General Hou.

Having come into contact with General Hou in recent days, he has gained some understanding of him. General Hou is a person who values ​​talent.

Beijing, Zhang Jinghong's home, Zhang Jinghong is holding a letter, which was just thrown into the bedroom.

Yao Xin was frightened and stood up in a hurry. Before Zhang Jinghong could come to his senses, Yao Xin had already run to her son's bedroom. Under the puzzled gazes of the mother-in-law and the maid, Yao Xin picked up her sleeping son with the quilt and hurried back to the house.

Zhang Jinghong saw that his son was sleeping soundly after he took him in. He put him on the bed and he was still asleep. Zhang Jinghong patted his daughter-in-law's shoulder to comfort her.

Yao Xin felt her legs go weak at this moment, and sat down on the edge of the bed, "Sending a message silently, is this a threat to us?"

Zhang Jinghong: "Yeah."

He didn't want to lie to his wife, so he would rather tell her the worst outcome than harboring fantasies and not knowing how he died in the end.

Yao Xin's lips trembled. "We have been living a low-key life. We just want to live well. Why, why don't you let us go?"

Zhang Jinghong pursed his lips and said, "My life experience is original sin."

He thought that after keeping a low profile for a few years, his life would become smoother and smoother. He had established himself in the Ministry of Revenue, his son had grown up, and his life would be smooth in the future.

But the Zhang family would not let him go, and he, the very first chess piece, was always being targeted.

Yao Xin was so anxious that she started to cry, "What do they want you to do?"

This is a fatal matter. If they agree, they will be killed without a complete body. If they don't agree, they may be silenced at any time. Why is it so difficult for them as a family to live a low-key life?

Zhang Jinghong had already read the letter and hugged his crying wife, "Don't cry, I will make arrangements."

Yao Xin grabbed her husband's underwear tightly. She was really scared. She just wanted her family to be safe.

The next day, Zhou Shuren had just arrived at the Ministry of Revenue when he saw Zhang Jinghong standing outside his office. "You came quite early today."

Zhang Jinghong held the account book and said, "I found a calculation error, so I dare not delay."

Zhou Shuren took the account book and walked into the house, saying as he walked, "This shouldn't happen. We check it three times now, how can there still be mistakes?"

Zhang Jinghong knew in his heart that his every move must be watched by someone, so he didn't think about telling Mr. Zhou today and opened the account book, "Here."

Zhou Shuren took a look and saw that there was indeed a mistake. He frowned and asked, "Who is responsible for this?"

Zhang Jinghong: "Li Qing was in charge. He must have been doing too much calculations recently and was careless for a moment and didn't see it clearly."

Zhou Shuren was silent. Myopia? In fact, many of those who studied late into the night for the imperial examinations developed presbyopia as they got older, and some also developed myopia, especially those who had taken the exams for many consecutive years. Li Qing was considered to be severely myopic.

Zhou Shuren asked, "Didn't he buy glasses?"

Glasses have been very popular recently. At first, they were sold by foreign merchants. Unfortunately, after our country's glass technology improved, the foreign merchants' glasses stopped making waves in a few days and were directly replaced by domestically produced ones.

Zhang Jinghong, "You know, Li Qing has a big family to support, and life is tight, so glasses are not cheap."

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard and said, "Life in Beijing is not easy."

Zhou Shuren then said he understood. For the sake of the Ministry of Revenue, he needed to fight for some benefits for his subordinates. Li Qing was still quite capable, so he should keep him. "Go back and tell Li Qing about this."

Zhang Jinghong: "Yes."

After Zhou Shuren left, he waited for the Shangshu. The Shangshu still had to fight for this benefit. In fact, the cost of the glasses was not much, they were just sold at a higher price. A benefit within the cost price was still feasible.

Xiao Qing naturally agreed and wrote a letter.

The petition was approved very quickly. All that was needed was to count how many people in the Ministry of Revenue needed glasses. Although it was not as accurate as modern technology that can measure the degree, it was already good in ancient times.

In the afternoon, the glasses arrived at the Ministry of Revenue, and the news that Rong Enqing was thrown into prison also spread.