Chapter 822 Major Events

Mingrui looked at the two people who were talking about something with their heads touching, "Yeah."

Ning Zhao was a little envious, he had no friends as he was the eldest grandson. The Ningguo Mansion was in a special situation as all the people he knew were his relatives. However, he was not close to his cousins ​​as they tried to please him too much.

In Mingrui's heart, Ning Zhao is a good and motivated child. He pulled Ning Zhao and said, "Don't get involved. It will be a disaster if these two get together."

Ning Zhao uttered an "oh" and sat sullenly on the chair, staring at the book. He muttered to himself that he was the eldest grandson and he had responsibilities. The envy in his eyes disappeared and he opened the book to review his lessons.

At the farm in the south of Beijing, Zhulan got off the carriage and looked at the fields and orchards in the distance. She felt happy and asked, "Shall we go around?"

Zhou Shuren put his hands behind his back and said, "Okay."

Zhulan signaled to the maids that they didn't need to follow her, as it was a rare time for the two of them to be together, so just following Jinyan was enough.

There is a stream in front of the manor. It has rained a lot in the past few days, so there is a lot of water in the stream. Listening to the sound of the stream flowing, Zhulan said with emotion: "The scenery here is really nice. Look, there are maple trees on the mountain, and the maple leaves are all red."

Zhou Shuren smiled cheerfully. He was nervous in the capital, fearing that he would make a wrong move and end up in ruin. But now that he was in the manor and looking at the beautiful scenery, he felt much more relaxed. "How about we go hiking tomorrow morning?"

Zhulan, "Okay."

Zhou Shuren was thinking about barbecue, "Barbecue outdoors in the afternoon, hot spring bath in the evening, this is life."

Zhu Lan smiled and said, "It's great to have a rest. I hope you can retire soon so we can live like this every day."

After hearing this, Jianyan thought to himself that the mistress' wish could not be fulfilled. Considering the importance the Crown Prince places on you, it would be difficult for you to retire.

Zhou Shuren held Zhulan's hand and didn't respond to his wife's words because he knew it was impossible. "Let's go for a walk in front."

Zhulan looked at the rice fields in front of her and said, "Okay."

Inside the manor, Li looked at the courtyard where the eldest son lived. "The manor is really big and the building is really elegant."

Li knew clearly that this was the Zhou family's manor, not her sister-in-law's dowry manor, so she observed it very carefully.

Yu Lu's eyes were full of smiles, "Mom, do you still understand elegance now?"

Mrs. Li, "I, your mother, have been the first wife for so many years, so I know a little bit."

Yu Lu took her mother's hand and said, "Mom, let's go to the garden. I heard there is a nice lotus pond there."

Li looked at the maids and the old woman packing the luggage, and felt emotional. She seldom did anything herself. "Okay, let's go for a look."

From the second house, Zhao was also strolling around the garden with her two daughters, and soon met the eldest sister-in-law.

In the fourth room, Su Xuan touched the fabric, "As expected, this is the manor where the prince once lived. This fabric is hard to find."

Chang Zhi, "I don't have my father's ability, but I will work hard to bring the fourth house back to the throne in the future."

“But I remembered it.”

"Um."

At noon, after a simple lunch, Zhulan asked the cook to prepare some grilled meat and some vegetables.

In the afternoon, Zhou Shuren took Changzhi to go fishing, while Zhulan took her daughter-in-law and granddaughter to choose a place.

Just as the charcoal fire was lit, Steward Ding arrived at the manor. Zhulan had just mentioned to Shuren today, "You've worked hard on the journey."

After hearing what the mistress said, Steward Ding felt that the hard work was worth it, and took out the box from his arms, "This is the money from selling the shop, all in here."

Zhulan took the box and opened it. It was full of banknotes with details on them.

Steward Ding said, "These are sold by Master Wu of the shop. The price is a little higher than the market price. The total is 17,300 taels."

Zhulan was beaming with joy. She had bought the shop for 10,000 taels, and now she had sold most of it, making a profit of 7,000 taels. She still had some left over from the shop, and after a mental calculation, she realized she had made quite a bit of money.

Zhulan remembered that the eldest wife also sold the shop, "How much money did the eldest wife get from the sale?"

Steward Ding said, "It was sold for seven thousand five hundred taels."

Zhulan calculated in her mind that the eldest wife had also made a lot of money, "You have worked hard all the way and rushed to the manor, go down and rest first."

Steward Ding handed the silver to the mistress, feeling relieved. God knew how scared he was to return with the silver. Even with a servant with good martial arts following him, he still felt uneasy. He had not eaten or slept well along the way, and he just relied on his spirit to hold on.

Zhulan called Li and handed the money from the first house to her, "Butler Ding is back. This is the money for buying the shop. Keep it."

Li took the banknote, her hands were shaking. This was the first time she had received so much money. "Mom, I must give Steward Ding a big red envelope."

Zhulan smiled and said, "Please keep these banknotes."

"My daughter-in-law must keep it well, mother. I will go back first."

She was going to go back and count the banknotes. It must be comfortable to count so many banknotes.

Zhulan laughed and said, "Go ahead."

After Zhulan collected the banknotes, she returned to the pavilion in a particularly good mood. She liked autumn the most because it was the harvest season. Thinking of the three manors in the capital, the food from the manors would be another income in a few days.

Now that they have land and farms in the capital, the Zhou family no longer needs to send food from their hometown. In the future, they only need to send silver every year.

Zhulan thought of the Li family and her grandson Jiang Du. She calculated the day and thought that she should have set off for Beijing, but she didn't know where she was already.

The Li family's convoy has already set off. Jiang Du doesn't know that his grandmother is thinking about him. He is reading a book attentively.

Li's eldest brother said, "You have been watching all the way, take a break."

Jiang Du raised his head and said, "Uncle, I know what's going on. I'll be fine after a while."

Boss Li thought in his heart that this problem was really enviable. The Li family had no talent for studying and felt sleepy when studying. He got a headache when looking at the book, but when he looked at the child in front of him, he wished he could read while eating and sleeping.

Jiang Du looked calm on the outside, but he was panicking on the inside. He admired his grandfather to begin with, and his fourth uncle had come back and told him a lot about his grandfather. He was afraid that he would not be good enough and would disappoint his grandfather, so he read books every minute, hoping that he could satisfy his grandfather when he took the teaching exam.

In the capital, in Zhuangzi, Zhou Shuren grilled the skewers himself. He was a bit unfamiliar at first and burned a lot of them, but he slowly got his feel back and put the grilled ones in front of his wife, "Try them."

Zhulan picked up the skewer of meat, which smelled delicious. She took a bite and said, "Mm, it's delicious. It's good, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Shuren was particularly satisfied when he saw his wife eating with relish, "If you like it, eat more."

Zhulan didn't dare to eat too much, fearing that her stomach would feel uncomfortable at night. "You haven't recovered from your illness yet, eat less."

Zhou Shuren, "I am in a good mood now, and all my illnesses are gone."

Zhulan began to worry about her son, "I don't know if Changzhong will listen to me."

"It will be here in a few days."

Zhulan thought so too and stopped worrying about it. She watched Zhou Shuren and told him not to eat too much.

Steward Ding came back after a good rest, "Master, the Third Master sent someone to deliver a letter. This is the letter from the Third Master."

Zhou Shuren wiped his hands. If it wasn’t a big deal, Chang Lian wouldn’t have written to him.