Chapter 855: No Crying

Mrs. Song felt at ease. The two pillars of the family were so capable that she could rest assured to retire in the Zhou Mansion. After running around for half a lifetime, she could finally live for herself and live a carefree life after entering the Zhou Mansion.

Mrs. Song said, "You are already old enough to be cautious in your words and deeds. Let me help you. I don't have any good girls, so please give me some advice, Madam."

Zhulan thought that it was time for these two to get married. She had been confident in her husband's safety over the past few years, and she also relied on their abilities. "It's really time to choose two good ones."

She was not planning to choose someone from among the maids. The indentures of Jianyan and Shenxing had been returned to them long ago. They were in the Zhou Mansion because of the imperial decree, but their offspring could find other ways out. So his wife chose a clean family for the sake of their offspring.

She actually gave Mrs. Song her indentures, but Mrs. Song didn't take them.

In fact, to put it bluntly, the people given by the emperor are the same whether they have a contract or not. They are in the Zhou Mansion and ultimately have to listen to the emperor.

Zhulan suddenly laughed, remembering Zhou Shuren telling her to be careful with her words and actions. The two of them had money and were desperate to save it. "Please ask them what they think of their future wives. I'll keep an eye on them."

Mrs. Song: "Yes."

In the imperial palace, Zhang Yang finally entered the palace again. These days, his mind was full of palace rules, and he even dreamed about reciting them at night. He no longer had the energy to resent Zhang Jinghong. He only had one thought: when would this end?

In the Queen's bedroom, a female official approached and said, "Your Majesty, the Fifth Prince is almost here."

The queen couldn't muster any energy, "I know."

The female official heard the announcement and walked quickly outside the palace, "I have met the Fifth Prince."

Zhang Yang tried his best to calm himself, but he couldn't help it. He felt wronged since he changed his identity. His father and the eldest brother, the crown prince, didn't like him. Now he had to study in the prince's mansion. He felt wronged. "Is my mother's illness cured?"

The court lady thought that the Queen was not ill, but just did not want to see you. "Well, the Queen is still waiting for Your Highness, Your Highness, please come in."

Zhang Yang hummed, walked into the hall, and saw his mother sitting with her forehead propped up and her mouth smothered. He couldn't help but rush over, scaring the empress. She had nowhere to hide.

Zhang Yang cried, "Mom, I finally get to see you. I feel wronged."

The Empress looked at Zhang Yang who was holding her waist and her face turned dark. The female officials were all dumbfounded. No, this is the rules they have learned for so many days, where are the rules?

The emperor came in and saw this scene. The queen looked gloomy and wanted to chop someone. Well, his face was also gloomy and wanted to chop someone. This was not his biological son. "Pull aside, what are you doing?"

The female official came to her senses and quickly pulled the person away, her heart pounding. The emperor had never been angry in front of the empress, but he was angry this time.

The queen's head ached so much that she pressed her forehead and listened to the sobbing sound, "Stop crying."

"I told you to stop crying."

The last sentence was shouted out, and it is very effective.

The female officials and palace maids in the hall all knelt down. The emperor was startled, and Zhang Yang was so frightened that he stopped crying.

The queen was in a good mood, and she told herself in her heart that she couldn't be angry, she couldn't be angry, and waved her hand to signal everyone to stand up, and said to Zhang Yang: "This palace is quiet, it has been a long time since I have been so busy and headache, and you don't cry, this palace knows you are wronged, now it's all over, don't stand and sit down."

Zhang Yang hiccuped and sat down in a daze. He no longer dared to cry. "My son was just too excited."

The Queen tried her best to put on a smile, "I know everything. I am also very excited, but I am too old to bear it. I heard that you have learned the rules well in the palace, and I am very proud of you. My son follows me. You came back late. For the sake of the royal family's reputation, you need to be more careful."

The Queen paused and continued, "My mother asked the kitchen to prepare your favorite snacks. Eat more later. Yes, the things on the table are the writings that my mother collected. They are all tributes. Now they are all for you."

Zhang Yang was moved and felt that studying in the palace was no longer hard. His mother was always paying attention to him. "Mother, I will definitely study hard."

The Queen nodded. If it wasn't for the purpose of keeping Zhang Yang in the palace, she would not have been willing to give away these tributes. They were originally intended for Rongchuan.

At Zhou's residence, Zhulan signaled Dong to slow down, "Walk slowly, don't forget that you have a baby in your belly."

Mrs. Dong smiled and said, "Mom, I'm being careful."

"Hurry up and sit down. You look so happy. Are you happy about something?"

Mrs. Dong sat down and said, "There is indeed something to be happy about. Mother, there is a young lady from the Liu family, who is eight years old this year and is looking for a husband. I have seen this girl before. She is well-behaved and sensible, and her face is particularly blessed."

Zhu Lan laughed, "You didn't leave the house today, where did you get the news?"

Mrs. Dong explained, "I asked my maid to send a return gift to the Qian family. Mrs. Qian asked my maid to tell me."

Zhulan knew that the whole family was now looking for a suitable marriage for Mingteng. Li attended several banquets, took note of which families were interested, and came back to inquire, but none of them were suitable.

Zhulan asked, "There are many Liu families in the capital, which one is this?"

Dong said, "She is the left junior official of the Dali Temple, the legitimate daughter of Mr. Liu and also the youngest daughter."

Zhulan took note and said, "I'll send someone to find out."

Dong, "Okay, then mother, I will go back first."

"Well, walk slowly on the way back."

"good."

Zhulan asked Mrs. Song to inquire. In fact, the reason why it was not suitable a few days ago was not because of the girl, but because these families had too many behind-the-scenes involvements. The Zhou family already had relatives in the Wang family, the Ran family, and the Ningguo Mansion, so they no longer needed a very good marriage, as long as it was suitable.

In room four, Su Xuan calculated the time. Shen Yile had been here for an hour and a half. The children were tired from playing and wanted to sleep. She knew why Shen Yile came, but she would not interfere.

She is very satisfied with her current life. Although her husband did not pass the imperial examination, she is still very satisfied because she has her father-in-law and her third brother above her.

She felt that Shen Yile's move to come and see her was wrong. She was just a daughter-in-law, and her husband didn't even get involved in the decision with his father-in-law, let alone her. Shen Yile didn't have the time to do that, so it would be better for Yao Zheyu to figure it out on his own.

Shen Yile didn't want to stay any longer, as the two children were sleepy. "Time flies so fast, I feel like I just arrived."

Su Xuan smiled but said nothing.

Shen Yile's face froze. Every time she wanted to speak, Su Xuan would change the subject. She didn't say anything again and again. She was in a difficult position to speak. She pursed her lips and said, "Then I won't bother you anymore. I'll take my leave now."

"I send you."

Shen Yile, "Yeah."

In Jinzhou Prefecture, inside the government office, Wang Ju was holding the letter given to him by Lord Zhou, his hands were shaking. He knew that something bad was going to happen to him, and he was not an official from the Ministry of Revenue. He pouted, but still sighed and prepared to help.

But Wang Ju had a bad feeling, and always felt that even if she helped, the matter would not be over.