Chapter 615: False Death

At night, Zhou Shuren was a little drunk. Zhulan coaxed her son to sleep. When she saw that the boy was sleeping soundly, she came back and saw that Zhou Shuren was not asleep. "Why haven't you rested yet?"

Zhou Shuren pressed his forehead and said, "I'm so happy that I can't sleep."

"Did Chang Lian tell you about the accident he encountered?"

"Tell me as soon as I get off the yamen."

Zhulan took off her shoes and got on the bed and asked, "What possibility do you think it is?"

"No matter what the possibility is, I only know that Chang Lian and his friends must be careful when they go to the capital. Fortunately, there is a house gifted by the emperor, and the people in the house are all his people, so we can rest assured."

Zhu Lan turned over and said, "Before you enter the capital, it would be better for the two of them not to stay in the capital."

These two guys are not worthy of being dishes. They are too easy to be cannon fodder.

Zhou Shuren, "It's not up to me to decide. If the emperor doesn't want to, I'll find a way to send them out."

Zhulan felt reluctant, "After next year, Changlian and Rongchuan will win the lottery and have to leave home again."

Zhou Shuren patted Zhulan on the shoulder and said, "It's time for them to go out and explore. Only after they have weathered all the storms can they really stand on their own."

"Um."

Zhulan closed her eyes and then opened them again, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Zhou Shuren sighed, "This chat makes me feel excited, and then I think about the heavy snow these days, which makes me worried."

Zhulan was also worried. The sky was gloomy. "It looks like it will snow heavily again."

Zhou Shuren rubbed his forehead and said, "I will submit a petition to go to Beijing tomorrow. I want to open a warehouse in Jinzhou City, and ask the government finance department to provide money to prepare some charcoal, cotton and other cold-weather supplies."

Zhulan was no longer sleepy. "Isn't this what you've been thinking about these days?"

Zhou Shuren, "Well, I checked in the city these past two days and asked a lot of people, and I had this idea in my mind. I don't want to wait until there is a real snowstorm and nothing in my hands will be touched."

"Let's also prepare some cooling herbs."

Zhou Shuren, "Yeah."

Zhulan fell asleep in a daze, and Zhou Shuren thought about her until late at night and couldn't bear it anymore before falling asleep.

The next morning, although there was no heavy snow, there were some flakes. Fortunately, it stopped soon, but the dark clouds that lingered still made people feel heavy.

Zhou Laoer came over and said, "Mom, it snows so hard this year, I think we should buy some more charcoal and firewood."

Zhulan, "Okay."

Zhou Lao Er asked again, "Mom, does the family need to buy some more food?"

Zhu Lan waved her hands, "The Li family will send food over in two days. We have enough food at home. Let's prepare some more charcoal."

There is no need for anything else. All the cotton in the house will be bought before winter comes.

After Zhou Laoer finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Zhulan thought to herself that Zhou Laoer had many friends and was the most sensitive to market trends.

Zhulan called Boss Zhou again. The weather was good enough to freeze the meat outside. She signaled Boss Zhou to bring back a few pigs and sheep, and to collect some chickens, ducks and other poultry, and kill them and freeze them outside.

After everyone had left, Zhulan took out the gifts sent by the eldest daughter, which included clothes made by the daughter and some mountain products collected by the daughter in her hometown. After looking at them one by one, she realized that the daughter had spent a lot of money on this carload of mountain products.

Mrs. Song, "Madam, do you need to send the New Year's goods in advance this year?"

Zhu Lan clapped her hands, "Yes, thanks for your reminder. If there is really a heavy snow, it is better to send it out in advance."

Then the daughter of the family was called over, and the purchase of New Year's goods was left to her.

Before noon, Zhou Shuren's memorial arrived in Beijing. After reading it, the emperor handed it to the prince. He then stood up and left the government hall to look at the sky. The situation in the capital city these days was similar to that in Jinzhou. He was afraid of widespread snow. Fortunately, there were only a few places, but he still had to be on guard.

The prince also came out after reading it, "Father, Lord Zhou's suggestion is very good. Instead of waiting for it to happen, it is better to make some preparations in advance."

The emperor put his hands behind his back. Fortunately, the treasury had some money in the past two years, unlike the empty treasury in the past few years. He felt more confident. "Zhou Shuren's petition has been approved. The capital has also prepared some money. You can handle this matter yourself."

The prince was not ready to hand it over to his brothers, "Yes."

The emperor returned to the palace and said as he walked, "Your third uncle has been lying about his death for so many years, and he has been collecting information for the court outside the country. He has worked hard for so many years."

The prince thought of his three uncles. His eldest uncle followed his father in battles during the war and died in battle to save his father. His second uncle was also seriously injured. Although he was saved, he had a hidden illness and could no longer lead troops. His grandfather was not in good health and was old. In addition to the pain of losing his eldest son and his youngest son, his grandfather had not been in good spirits in the past two years.

The prince thought of his third uncle whom he had met a few days ago. In order to blend in with the foreign race, his original figure could no longer be recognized. Although he could not remember what his third uncle looked like, he had a portrait. His mother had painted many of his portraits. The handsome Erlang back then now looked like a savage!

The emperor looked at the silent prince, "But now is not the time to return his identity to him."

The prince raised his head. He knew in his heart that his uncle had received news that the foreign tribes outside the northeast were preparing to go to war. At this time, his uncle could not show up. But not showing up meant that his father did not want his uncle to lead the troops to the war. "Your Highness, I understand."

The emperor curled his lips and said, "I hope you really understand."

He admitted that the Ning family were all geniuses who could lead troops in battle, but so what? The current Ning family was doing very well. They were not too powerful and they behaved themselves. So it was better for the third son of the Ning family to stay in the capital. After all, he was still paving the way for his son!

In the afternoon, Zhou Shuren received the emperor's reply and called Lord Wang over. "Have you counted the vacant houses in the government office a few days ago?"

Wang Ju knew that this was the reason why she was looking for him. "This is sorted out. The ones on top are the houses that were confiscated and sealed off last year. The rest are some of the houses that were previously owned by the government."

Zhou Shuren flipped through the books and pointed out two larger houses near the city gate. "This courtyard with three entrances will be used as a warehouse first. When next spring comes, we will choose a location to build. For this courtyard with two entrances, find people to clean it up and build a large kang in each room."

Lord Wang knew about the storehouse, and Zhou Shuren didn't hide it from him, but, "What is the use of this second courtyard?"

Zhou Shuren said: "It's a reserve shelter for children and the elderly."

Lord Wang was deeply touched. No wonder Lord Zhou was respected by the people in Lizhou City. Lord Zhou, this fox, was soft-hearted towards the people. "I'll go and take care of it right away."

Zhou Shuren arranged some things and finally felt more at ease. His journey home was also lighter.

Jinzhou started to move. Because of the Pinggang port, it was very convenient to purchase supplies. Although it was not snowing, Zhou Shuren did not stop his arrangements.

One hour later, there is another chapter

(End of this chapter)