Chapter 1472: Visit

Suddenly, the imperial court issued a yearly holiday. On the second day of the holiday, the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, Lord Yu came to visit with his two sons.

The Zhou family received the invitation from the Yu family before they took their annual leave. Early in the morning, Zhou Shuren was waiting in the front yard with his eldest son and grandson.

Lord Yu said in a grateful tone, "I thank you for rescuing me."

Zhou Shuren was still thinking about the reason why Yu Jia sent a letter to pay a formal visit, and suddenly said, "It's been a long time."

Lord Yu said embarrassedly, "It's all my fault for procrastinating."

Zhou Shuren waved his hands, "Don't take everything on yourself. No one could have predicted that I would become seriously ill."

Lord Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Marquis Zhou was indeed sensible. "I know that you like to play chess. I happen to have some chess records at home. I hope you won't mind."

Zhou Shuren was silent for a few seconds. It was a chess record. The emperor himself had written down the scene of him playing chess with him. He had been thinking about writing an autobiography these days. He smiled and said, "I like them. Are these two your eldest and second sons?"

Lord Yu, "Yes, these are my two legitimate sons, the eldest son and the grandson-in-law of the marquis, who took the imperial examination at the same time."

Zhou Shuren naturally understood that the eldest son of the Yu family stayed in Beijing on purpose because the emperor kept him there. "That's really a coincidence."

Yu Yueyang had a sullen look on his face the whole time. The Marquis looked at him several times and he almost smiled in return.

Lord Yu saw Lord Zhou looking at his second son and introduced him, "This is my second son. He is fifteen this year and is already a scholar."

Zhou Shuren, "This face looks a bit young, it doesn't look like fifteen at all."

Lord Yu was not surprised by the casual tone of Zhou Hou. Fifteen-year-old scholars were not uncommon in aristocratic families. "Yes, this child looks young, so I want to temper his temper and wait until he is twenty before taking the imperial examination."

Zhou Shuren thought to himself, this child doesn't look like he's 20 years old. "It's not easy for a father to worry about his children."

Lord Yu felt the same way when he heard this. Lord Zhou had also made many plans for his sons, otherwise Lord Zhou would not have been able to get his position in the Ministry of Rites.

Because the Second Young Master had a good-looking face, Zhou Shuren couldn't help but look at him a few more times. Just as he was about to look away, he saw the boy smiling. His dimples made him look younger. He was stunned for a few seconds, and then saw that Lord Yu had a wooden face.

Zhou Shuren was amused. "This kid actually has two dimples. This is the first time I've seen such big dimples."

Master Yu was very tired, "Yes."

His wife has a dimple, and his mother also has one, but this child will grow one, inheriting both of theirs. Even though he is the second son, he is the most favored one in the family. Sometimes he is so cruel that he wants to temper his son's temper, and even goes easy on his son when he smiles. Alas!

Mingyun knows his grandfather very well. His grandfather is very interested in the second young master. Ahem, he heard from Mingrui that this young master also likes sweet food. He nodded his palm and saw that the young master's eyes were glancing at the snacks on the table from time to time.

Mingyun thought that his younger brothers were either foxes with evil spirits or foolish-looking but treacherous. None of them were as lovable as this one.

Mingyun, "!!"

A boy with a cute face, what a combination!

Zhulan didn't know what happened in the front yard. She was writing a letter to her youngest son, saying that her son could not return to Beijing for the New Year. It was the first time he had been away from home for such a long time, and he missed home.

Changzhong said that he learned a lot from Wu Ming and that he had grown taller.

Zhulan wrote the letter and put it in an envelope. The letter could not be sent out until after the New Year, as she also wanted the servant to have a good New Year.

Li came in with her maids and servants. Zhulan asked, "What delicious food are you making? They brought two food boxes."

Li signaled the maid to put the food box on the table, and she opened it and took out the food one by one. "Mother, didn't you say that the soup I made last time was delicious? I specially made this soup for you and father, and there are also some snacks to relieve boredom."

Zhulan felt warm inside. The soup and snacks she and Shuren had been drinking and eating these days were all made by Li herself. None of them had been touched by the cook. "I told you that your father is well now, so you don't need to do anything."

Li sat down and said, "I found that my parents still like the food I cook the most. If you didn't ask me to take care of the three meals, I would definitely come to the small kitchen to cook for you and dad every day."

Zhulan, "There is a cook in the kitchen. It is enough for her to know your feelings."

"But my daughter-in-law's cooking skills are not as good as hers."

This was the first time she was so insistent. She had to feed her parents until they were fat, otherwise she would not feel at ease.

After lunch, Zhou Shuren came back from the front yard and said to Zhulan, "You look very happy."

"Well, I tell you, Mr. Yu is a very interesting kid."

Zhulan was very curious, "Tell me why it's so interesting."

Zhou Shuren told what he saw, and then said, "The information the emperor gave is still not detailed. There is no information about his preferences or appearance."

Zhulan, "...to be honest, it's very complete."

Zhou Shuren laughed again, "You don't know that when the squirrel fish was placed in front of this child, I saw this child wanted to reach for his chopsticks several times, but he changed direction."

Zhulan's eyes were full of smiles, "It's hard for him."

Zhou Shuren added: "Master Yu has several concubines, the bastard is the youngest son, and he has several bastard daughters."

Zhulan, "The emperor gave me news that the harem is relatively peaceful."

Zhou Shuren nodded. The Yu family was a noble family, so the news from the emperor's investigation could not be false. There was nothing dirty in the Yu family's backyard, and the wives and concubines lived in harmony, which was rare. Lord Yu's wife was quite generous.

Zhulan's excitement was gone. "So don't be impatient. Wait until I meet Master Yu's wife, Liu."

Whether it is genuine kindness or fake, we will know when the time comes.

Zhou Shuren felt that after the marriage, Yuyi would be able to control the Second Master Yu very well, but he was not in a hurry.

On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, Steward Ding rushed to the main courtyard early in the morning and said, "My Lord, Madam, the Oge tribe of the grassland has sent us a New Year gift."

Zhou Shuren, "Hmm?"

"The item was right at the door, but I didn't dare to take it."

Zhou Shuren and Zhulan looked at each other. It was almost New Year, why did someone suddenly send a gift to the Zhou residence? "Who sent the gift?"

"The little prince of the Oger tribe."

Zhou Shuren raised an eyebrow. They were sending New Year gifts in the hope that he would be invited to the palace to intercede? The emperor asked them to resign their titles, but these people did not make a single move. If he remembered correctly, the Oger tribe was the tribe of Princess Aruna in the harem.

Zhou Shuren narrowed his eyes and said, "Let the prince go and see him."

After Steward Ding left, Zhu Lan spoke up, "They want you to intercede?"

Zhou Shuren frowned, "That should be the case. The Zhou family is very powerful and I think I can influence the emperor's thinking."

These people still don't want to give up the title of king!

Boss Zhou was a little confused after hearing what Steward Ding said, "I'm going to see the young prince?"

Steward Ding: "Yes, Master, you are the Crown Prince now."

The stewards of these important officials' families are the most well-informed. They no longer take these grassland princes seriously. The marquis is using the little princes to practice with the eldest prince!