Chapter 1533 Fight

Zhulan read the post and put it down, signaling Qingxue to prepare gifts for the children tomorrow. Song Lan already has two children, the eldest son is eight years old and the second son is four years old. In the ancient environment where sons were valued, Song Lan had good luck.

Li's hand that was eating the fruit suddenly stopped, "Mother, I remember Wu Ming had a concubine, right?"

Zhulan, "Yes, I have two concubines."

Li's eyes widened. "Two? How come I only remember one?"

"Before Changzhong came back, he took in another concubine. Now he has two concubines."

Li put the grapes in his hand into his mouth. He didn't even spit out the skins, but swallowed them directly into his stomach. By the time he realized what was happening, he had already eaten two.

Zhu Lan shook her head helplessly, "Are you so surprised that Wu Ming took a concubine?"

Li wiped her hands and propped her fat hands on the table. "Mother, Wu Ming is also half a Zhou family member. He is your and father's godson. I think Wu Ming will not take a concubine."

"Wu Ming's surname is Wu, not Zhou, and Wu Ming did not take concubines on his own initiative. He was a man with great ambitions."

Li thought of her husband's comments on Wu Ming and sighed. Song Lan had a hard time too.

The next day, Song Lan brought his two sons to the Marquis's residence. After Zhu Lan and the other two children greeted each other, she reached out and hugged the four-year-old, smiling and saying, "This little one looks like you, as if you were made from the same mold."

Song Lan also favored his younger son. There was nothing he could do. His older son had always been taught by his husband and was becoming more and more like him. "Don't hold him. He's very heavy."

"It's no problem. I can carry it."

Seeing that his son was well behaved, Song Lan said, "I've been missing the old lady while I was away. How has the old lady been these past two years?"

"Well, the mansion is very good. Look, it has become a marquis' mansion now. As for you, I haven't seen you for a long time. You have changed a lot."

Song Lanqian smiled and said, "I have to rely on myself for everything after leaving the capital. I have grown a lot in the past two years."

Zhulan thought to herself that Song Lan had grown a lot. Before she left the capital, Song Lan had the support of her mother's family, so she was confident and had a bit of a temper. But now, in Song Lan, she only saw the aura and composure of a mistress of the house.

Zhulan added, "Changzhong owes a lot to you two for taking care of him. He told me many times that you two loved him very much and raised him like your own son."

Song Lan, "You and Lord Hou took care of my husband back then, so now we should do whatever we want. Besides, Changzhong grew up under our care, so who else would we love if not him?"

Song Lan is very smart. When she married her husband, she knew that he chose her because she was suitable. He was not a sentimental person, so she would do her duty. The Zhou and Wu families were god-relatives, and if she took care of Changzhong, her husband would be happy and the Zhou family would identify with her more.

She understood that her husband had no older relatives and that the Zhou family could influence him, so she treated the Zhou family as her in-laws.

Teahouse, Zhou Shuren arrived at the teahouse Liu Jing had arranged with. Liu Jing had been sitting there for a while. Shuren said, "I had something to do at the Ministry of Revenue and couldn't leave. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time."

"I am sorry to bother you, sir. There is no such thing as a long wait. Please take a seat, sir."

Zhou Shuren motioned for Jianyan to close the window, "It's raining outside, the weather is a bit cool."

Liu Jing was preoccupied with other things and really didn't notice whether it was cold or not. "In the past two years, the temperature dropped very quickly after the autumn rain. I don't know how the grain harvest will be this year."

Zhou Shuren was also concerned. A reduction in production was certain, but it was better than last year. This summer, the rainfall and temperature were both good. "We'll know when we harvest the grain. Did you come to me to decide where you want it?"

Liu Jing said in a heavy tone, "Yes, I thought about all the possible positions, but sadly I found that they were all idle."

"The important positions in the capital are all filled by the same person. Everyone is occupying a position and no one is willing to leave. You have stayed in the Dali Temple for too long."

When the Liu family and the Ninghou Mansion formed an alliance, they should have found a way to switch positions, with Liu Jia marrying Ming Teng, and Liu Jing should have taken the opportunity to climb up the social ladder. But Liu Jing didn't!

He was very busy and could not pay attention to everything, not to mention that they were just relatives-in-law, not his sons or grandsons. He only noticed it when the Wang family took action this time. Now that he knew about it, he naturally had to give them a few reminders.

Liu Jing lowered his head and said, "I used to only think about protecting myself, but later I became too comfortable and didn't want to move anymore."

Zhou Shuren didn't have time to listen to Liu Jing's self-analysis, so he asked, "Where do you want to go?"

She invited him so eagerly, obviously she had somewhere she wanted to go and hoped to get his approval.

Liu Jing raised his head and said, "I heard that Mr. Wu went to the grassland. After thinking it over, I realized that I am not too old. My children and grandchildren have already started their own families. I don't want to stay idle until I retire. After thinking it over, I decided to go to the grassland and give it a try."

Zhou Shuren, "You really are surprising."

This span is quite large.

Liu Jing: "I really can't accept this."

"It's a little late for you to be unwilling."

Liu Jing, "......"

The Zhou family, Li family, and others sighed as Song Lan left. Wu Ming's concubine was actually suspicious, "So Wu Ming is going to have a concubine's son or daughter?"

"After listening for so long, you only remember bastards and concubines?"

Li smiled dryly, "Mom, I remember clearly that Song Lan said she would keep a low profile and live a semi-closed life after returning to Beijing."

Zhu Lan hummed with satisfaction, "You and Qingxue distribute the gifts that Song Lan brought to each room."

Li was still sighing. There were no illegitimate sons and daughters in the Zhou Marquis Mansion. She saw that Song Lan didn't care. She didn't have such magnanimity.

When Zhou Shuren came back from the government office, he saw the box on the table and asked, "Was it sent by Wu Ming's wife?"

"No, the Wang family sent it this afternoon. It's the Ganoderma lucidum your grandson-in-law bought in the Northeast. He sent some good-looking ones."

Zhou Shuren clicked his tongue twice, "Wang Wei brought a lot of goodies when he went to the Northeast. If I remember correctly, he even brought back some deer antlers and ginseng a few days ago."

"He is not a rigid person, and his wife is pregnant, so he has been looking for good things. He said he would select some good leather and send it back when winter comes."

Zhou Shuren heard this and said, "We have a lot of good leather in our house. My eldest and second brothers send some to us every year."

"I have saved quite a bit. I think this year will be another cold winter, so I was thinking of picking out some to make you a thick cape and waistcoat."

Zhou Shuren felt uncomfortable when he thought about the early morning court in winter. "Okay."

After the couple finished their meal, Rong Yuyun came over with a piece of paper in his hand. "Shuren, come over here and take a look. This is the name I asked the master of Huguo Temple to choose. Which one do you think is good?"

Zhou Shuren and Zhulan saw a page full of names. There were too many of them. The master of Huguo Temple really gave face to their uncle. There were so many names that he didn't stop them from leaving.

Zhou Shuren asked, "The child has just been diagnosed. Is it too early to choose a name now?"

Rong Yuyun sighed, "I am also happy. The Rong family finally has an heir."

Zhulan listened, Rong Enqing's branch was still not counted. In Fourth Uncle's heart, the children with Yao Yao's blood were not descendants of the Rong family.