Chapter 1500 Recommendation

Mingrui clenched his fists, the target of today's cold arrow was him. He was the eldest son of the second house, and he was also a figurehead in front of the crown prince. If he died, all the plans of the second house would be in vain. He would have to wait for his younger brother to grow up and take on the responsibilities, but the opportunity had been missed, and every step would be wrong.

Among the several grandsons of the Zhou family, he is also outstanding, and he is the eldest son of the second wife. Targeting him is also targeting the entire Zhou family.

Mingrui took the handkerchief from Yuyi's hand, squatted down and wiped the sweat off Minghui's forehead, "If it hurts, just cry it out, don't bear it."

Ming Hui's eyes were filled with tears. "You made me cry. Hey, Third Brother, I really don't feel any pain. I won't cry!"

It's really not easy for him. He is obviously the injured one, but he still has to consider the feelings of the third brother. But there is no other way. The third brother is the most sensitive. The calmer the third brother is, the angrier he is.

If it were his eldest and second oldest brothers, he would have cried long ago.

Yudie was the most helpless. Minghui was crying for her brother, "We are all family here, why are you trying so hard? If crying will make you feel better, then cry. No one will dare to laugh at you."

Liu Yuanbo quickly raised his hand to indicate, "I'm definitely not joking."

Minghui, "......"

He held back his tears, Young Master Liu was too supportive of Sister Yudie.

Yuyi picked up the arrow, "There is no mark on it. This was premeditated."

Shangguan Liu had already checked the arrows. "It's no secret that we agreed to go hunting together."

Mingrui hummed and continued to wipe the sweat from Minghui's forehead.

Ming Jing was extremely anxious. Ming Hui was his biological brother, and the one who protected him the most. He pushed his third brother aside with his plump body, "I'll take care of my brother."

Minghui looked refusal, he had always been the one taking care of Mingjing, he had no confidence in Mingjing!

When Zhulan brought the imperial physician over, Minghui couldn't bear the pain anymore and burst into tears, soaking his handkerchief with tears.

While Zhulan was waiting for the imperial physician to see her, she glanced at her grandchildren and was relieved to see that they were all fine. From then on, all her thoughts were on Minghui.

The doctor carefully examined the leg and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's a fracture. Fortunately, you are a lucky man. The situation is not serious. Wait for me to fix the bone. You just need to take good care of your leg."

Zhulan asked worriedly, "There won't be any sequelae, right?"

The doctor stroked his beard and said lightly, "No, I can guarantee it."

He had seen too many fractures of this kind, and he was the most experienced in treating fractures in the Imperial Hospital, so there was no need to be ambiguous.

Zhulan was relieved. The imperial physician only saw the rich and powerful and never gave any guarantees during his consultations. But today he could guarantee that Minghui's problem was not serious, so she signaled the imperial physician to correct his bones.

Minghui swallowed his saliva. Bone correction, just hearing it sounds scary.

Mingrui stretched out his hand and said, "If you are afraid, hold on to me."

Minghui closed his eyes and shook his head, he refused to catch it.

Mrs. Li cried so much that her eyes became swollen, and her tears flowed even more violently when her son was suffering from bone straightening.

The doctor's technique was very good and fast. Zhulan watched without blinking. When the doctor stood up, Zhulan asked in confusion, "Is this all right?"

The doctor nodded and said, "Please fix your legs for a while and don't touch them. When you return to the capital, take the medicine according to the prescription. I will come back to see you in three days."

The journey back to the city was very slow. Zhulan thought that it was fortunate that the road was repaired, so the carriage was not bumpy enough. If the road had not been repaired, she would not dare to take Minghui back to the capital.

Zhou Shuren was the first to know that Minghui had fallen off his horse, and Zhulan sent the news to the Ministry of Revenue as soon as she left the capital.

Zhou Shuren intuitively felt that it was the Wen family who did it. Old Master Wen was not a gentleman. It would be strange for Old Master Wen to hold back his anger given the marriage between the Zhou and Yu families. Yu Yueyang also went hunting with them. He knew it was useless to investigate, and whatever he found out would be cannon fodder that had been prepared long ago.

But even a clay man has a temper, and he is not a clay man after all. Minghui was lucky that he broke his legs, but what if he fell head first?

Zhulan returned home and saw Shuren as soon as she got out of the car, "You're back."

Zhou Shuren asked, "What is the situation of Minghui?"

"The doctor said the fracture is not serious and there will be no sequelae."

Zhou Shuren finally put his mind at ease and went to the carriage behind to meet Minghui in person.

Minghui saw that his grandfather was confused, and soon he started to feel wronged again, "Grandpa, you almost couldn't see your grandson today. If it weren't for your grandson's training, your grandson would not only have a broken leg."

When he gets home, he must file a complaint if he can.

Zhou Shuren was silent. This kid was in such good spirits, so it was not serious. "Grandpa will avenge you."

Minghui grinned, "Yeah."

The imperial physician is standing at the door of the carriage and cannot leave. Is it really okay for the Marquis to openly show his desire for revenge?

Changyi learned about Minghui's situation only after he left the yamen. He felt upset and panicked. He didn't even change his official uniform and went straight to see Minghui. When he entered the house, he saw Minghui eating fruit and drinking snacks, and people would bring him food wherever he pointed.

When Mingrui saw his father, he stood up quickly and said, "Dad, you're leaving the government office."

Chang Yi hummed, "Why didn't you inform me of such a big thing?"

Mingrui was surprised, "I thought I told you."

He was wondering why his father hadn't come back yet, but his grandfather had already come back.

"Your mother thought you said that!"

He knows his wife best.

Mingrui touched his nose and thought it was indeed possible.

Chang Yi sat down and said to Ming Hui sincerely, "Second Uncle wants to thank you today. You saved your third brother."

Minghui blinked his eyes, "Second uncle, you don't have to thank me. Today I was closer to Third Brother. Mingjing would have done the same."

It's not just about family affection, but also because they all know that Mingrui is the eldest son of the second wife and has responsibilities, but he is different, he has older brothers, and if he exchanges it for the safety of his third brother, he will not lose anything.

In the evening, Zhulan accompanied Zhou Shuren in writing letters, and wrote a lot of suggestions on how to rationally reclaim wasteland and cultivate the land.

Zhulan, "What is your purpose?"

Zhou Shuren kept it a secret, "We'll know tomorrow."

The next morning, during the court session, the grandson of Marquis Zhou was shot by an arrow and fell off his horse while hunting. Many ministers looked at Marquis Zhou.

The result was disappointing. Zhou Shuren was always smiling at everyone, let alone having a sullen face.

Wang Ju, who was familiar with Zhou Shuren, swallowed his saliva. The more he thought about it, the more Zhou Shuren thought about it.

After the morning court session ended, Zhou Shuren and other ministers stayed in the emperor's study. On the way to the government hall, Elder Wen said, "I also heard about what happened yesterday. Lord Zhou, this man should not stand out too much. You should be more restrained in the future."

Zhou Shuren pointed at his own eyes, then rolled his eyes at Elder Wen, "This is my attitude."

Master Wen, "!!!"

Zhou Shuren sneered and stepped into the emperor's study first. Without waiting for Lord Wen and others to arrive, he took out a folder from his arms and handed it to them.

The Emperor knew what happened yesterday and was curious about Zhou Shuren's letter. He motioned for everyone to stand up and read it. After reading it, the Emperor smiled and said, "Marquis Zhou's suggestion is very much in my heart. Who do you think is suitable to be in charge of the prisoners' reclamation?"

Zhou Shuren took a step forward and said, "I do have candidates. I recommend Mr. Wen's eldest grandson and fourth grandson, Wen Rong."

The study was quiet, and all eyes were focused on Zhou Shuren.

The emperor asked, "Why?"