Chapter 1522: A Mixed Class

In the afternoon, Zhulan did not take a nap, but stood at the gate of the mansion waiting for her son to come home. When she saw the carriage, she was excited and shouted, "The carriage is coming."

Zhao hurriedly followed her mother down the stairs, "Mom, please slow down."

The carriage stopped, Changzhong opened the curtain and jumped out, "Mom, my son is back."

Zhulan held her son's hand and raised her hand to touch his face. If it weren't ancient times, she would have wanted to hold her son in her arms. "You've grown taller. You're as tall as mom now. Good, good."

Changzhong cried, "Mom, you were fine and healthy when I left you. How come you haven't changed in more than a year? You have aged a lot."

When he left, my mother's white hair was hidden so that you couldn't see it. Now there are a lot more white hairs, woo woo.

Zhulan also wiped her tears. She hadn't seen her son for more than a year and she missed him so much.

Zhao said quickly, "Mom, let's go inside and talk. There are people everywhere outside."

Zhulan pulled her son and said, "Yes, let's go inside and talk."

Changzhong had not forgotten Lu Jiaqing. He turned to Steward Ding and said, "This is Lu Jiaqing. Is Shenxing at home? If he is, take him to find Shenxing."

Steward Ding smiled and said, "Yes, he just returned to Beijing the day before yesterday and is now being taken care of at home. I will take this young master over now."

Changzhong said to Lu Jiaqing, "I'll come find you tomorrow."

Lu Jiaqing did not have a contract to sell herself, so she was supposed to go to the Prince of Qin's mansion, but she had been following him. Now that her brother-in-law is not in the capital, Shen Xing is considered Lu Jiaqing's master, so she has no choice but to go find her master.

Lu Jiaqing looked at the plaque of the Marquis' Mansion. This was not the place for him, so he followed Butler Ding and got back into the carriage.

Zhulan knew Lu Jiaqing, and her son had mentioned this child in his letters. Today, she took a closer look and found that the boy was handsome. She pulled her son towards the gate of the mansion and muttered, "This child looks heroic."

His facial features are very three-dimensional, especially his nose, which is the best. He stands straight and it is obvious that he is a good material for martial arts.

Changzhong was a little jealous, "Mom, where is our son?"

Zhulan smiled and said, "My son is adorable."

Chang Zhong blushed, "Mom, my son is not a child anymore. You can't say he is cute."

Zhulan, "Okay, okay, my son has grown up."

After returning to the main courtyard, Changzhong said, "Mom, Brother Wu Ming has entered the palace. He will return to the Wu Mansion after leaving the palace. I told you that he will come to see you and Dad tomorrow. By the way, Brother Wu Ming brought many gifts for you and Dad."

Zhulan glanced at the door and saw four or five carriages loaded with boxes. "What a waste."

Changzhong smiled and said, "Some things are expensive in the capital, but much cheaper in the south."

He saw so many good things in the south. In the Treasure House, half-man-high red coral ornaments were not uncommon. The merchants in the area under Wu Mingge's jurisdiction were all extremely wealthy.

After leaving the government office, Zhou Shuren and Qiu Yan were talking when they walked out of the government office. When they heard the word "father", Shuren cried out, "My old son is back. Come on, let your father take a good look at him."

Qiu Yan hasn't seen the young master of the Zhou family for more than a year. He has grown a lot taller and is dressed more luxuriously. The jade pendant around his waist is of very good quality.

Zhou Shuren held his son in his arms, muttering, "Oh, in a few years, Dad won't hold you anymore."

"Why?"

Zhou Shuren gestured, "When you grow taller than me, your father, I will be embarrassed to hold you in my arms."

The picture was so beautiful that he didn't want to imagine it at all.

Changzhong laughed and said, "It's okay, your son will hold you when the time comes."

"Is there a difference?"

"No, hahahaha, your son will carry you on his back then."

"That's more like it."

Qiu Yan stepped forward and said, "I'm back."

Chang Zhong greeted him quickly, "Hello, Uncle Qiu."

Qiu Yan smiled and said, "Glad you're back. Your father has been talking about you a lot."

Changzhong narrowed his eyes and said, "Yeah."

Qiu Yan looked at the father and son in front of him, and sighed in his heart. Among Zhou Shuren's sons, this boy was the best-looking. He said a few more words before leaving.

Along the way, Zhou Shuren asked his son about what he had seen and heard. He did not want to test his academic performance, as Wu Ming would watch over him and ensure that he would not fall behind in his studies. He listened more to his son's talk about the situation in the south. Since the route was established, it had brought a lot of money to the court in the past two years and also boosted the development of the south.

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard and said, "The development in the south has exceeded my expectations."

"Don't say you think it's fast. My son has been in the south for a year and has witnessed the changes with his own eyes."

Zhou Shuren asked, "Have you ever thought about taking a boat out to sea?"

Chang Zhong spread his hands, "My son has no chance."

He was strictly controlled.

When the father and son returned home, the meal was already prepared and Changzhong was surrounded by his two brothers.

Zhou Shuren said to his nephew, "Do you miss me, nephew?"

Mingyun laughed, "Of course, it's a lot less fun without my uncle at home."

Of course, Minghui's family became much quieter now that no one was supporting him.

Changzhong smiled and said, "I brought gifts for you all."

He bought these gifts with his own money. When he was happiest, his mother didn't take the remaining money from him. Now he is very generous!

After dinner, Zhou Changyi did not leave after the reunion dinner. He went to his father's study alone and told him about his future in-laws' proposal. "Dad, what do you think?"

Zhou Shuren pondered for a moment, "Since you have this idea, Liufeng's medicinal materials cannot be sold directly to the pharmacy this year. It is best to sell them to drug dealers. If the county government directly sells them to the pharmacy, it will be reported to the higher-ups. There will be more people watching Zhangzhou, and it is hard to say whether the Liu family will be able to go there next year."

It's not that the Liu family is not powerful, but the capital is a mixed bag. As the saying goes, the capital has the most powerful people, and they will use any means to compete. It is difficult for the Liu family to go to Zhangzhou with confidence.

Chang Yi said, "The Liu family also thought of this, so they contacted me in advance and told me that the Liu family would be responsible for collecting the medicinal materials from Liufeng County."

Zhou Shuren tapped the table and said, "Send a letter to Liu Feng, asking him not to report it publicly. It won't be too late to report it after the Liu family's passing, and it can also prevent others from suppressing it."

Liu Feng is the grandson-in-law of the Zhou family. He doesn't dare to take advantage of others, but he will suppress his work and not report it until someone is transferred to Zhangzhou. By then, Liu Feng's political achievements will be reported to his superiors. Even if he suffers a loss, the Zhou family cannot support him. This is frustrating.

Chang Yi wrote down everything and said, "My son, please write a letter when you get home and send it to me by expedited delivery tomorrow."

Zhou Shuren nodded, "You should tell the Liu family tomorrow. Since Young Master Liu is going there, send a reliable person to accompany Liu Feng. This will save time to find out next year."

Chang Yi kept it in mind, and then hesitantly said, "Dad, the Qi family is in charge of the pharmacy, will they play tricks on us in the future?"

Zhou Shuren sneered, "Who said that the Qi family must be in charge of the pharmacy?"

Chang Yi felt relieved when he heard this. His father had already made a plan. He asked how his father's proposal would let the Qi family take over. "Dad, can you give your son a tip?"

Zhou Shuren waved his hand without even raising his eyelids, "It's getting late, go back and get some rest."