Chapter 869 Illusion

Zhulan nodded. "As a woman, I have heard a lot and feel that overseas is very big and there are many things we don't understand. I think that when the maritime trade is more prosperous in the future, it would be good to learn about it in person and seize the opportunity. What do you think?"

Chang Yi had originally thought about going abroad after hearing so much about it, but he had too many things to do at home, so he stopped thinking about it. Now that his mother had mentioned it herself, he said, "Mom, I am willing to go."

Zhulan said, "If I follow the Chen family, my mother will feel more at ease."

Chang Yi's mind became active. He had already calculated how much money he should bring with him and thought about what he should buy. If he followed the Chen family, he would be bolder.

Inside the palace, in the empress's chamber, Rong Chuan drank ginger tea and felt much warmer.

The queen saw her son's face flushed, "You too, why don't you wear more clothes?"

Rong Chuan blushed, "It's just too cold today, so I caught a cold. I didn't feel cold when I wore these in the past."

The queen motioned to the lady-in-waiting to fetch the cloak, "This cloak is thick, you can wear it when you go back."

Rongchuan was a little dazed. Although he didn't come to the Queen's place often, he would come once a month. Every time the Queen showed concern for him, he had an illusion that it was like his mother.

Seeing her son in a daze, the queen smiled and pulled him up, putting the cloak on him, "Looks good."

She was not good at sewing, but she always thought that it was enough to be just passable. Later, when she got married, the emperor and his son never complained about it and were happy to wear the clothes she made. But she felt indebted to her youngest son, so she had been learning very hard these days.

This cloak was a work she was very proud of. After her son put it on, the needle holes on his hands no longer hurt.

Rong Chuan pursed his lips and said, "Aunt, you are so kind to me."

It's good for him, he has already had an illusion.

The queen wanted to touch her son's face, but she smiled and stepped back, "Sometimes seeing you is like seeing my eldest brother."

Rong Chuan heaved a sigh of relief, and seeing that it was getting late, he said, "I will take my leave first."

"Go ahead."

The queen waited for her son to leave the bedroom, then sat dejectedly on a chair. She could hardly control her acting skills towards her own son.

Soon Rongchuan arrived at the Zheng Palace. The emperor glanced at Rongchuan's cloak and felt a little jealous. He always thought that this cloak was for him.

Rongchuan looked down at himself, he didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

The emperor suddenly didn't want to see his youngest son anymore, and pointed at the letter and said, "Send it to the Ministry of Revenue."

Rong Chuan was silent. This was the first time he was a runaway. "Yes."

The emperor waited until his youngest son left, and without even reading the folded paper, he went to the harem with his hands behind his back. He wanted to talk to the empress, saying that he also needed a cloak.

At the Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren was discussing something with several doctors. He spotted Rongchuan at the door and motioned for Rongchuan to wait. He then said to the doctors, "Let's leave it at that for now. Get ready."

Several doctors took note of it, nodded to Rongchuan, and walked out.

Zhou Shuren asked in confusion, "Why are you here at the Ministry of Revenue? What do you want to talk to me about?"

The Hanlin Academy and the Ministry of Revenue rarely interacted with each other.

Rongchuan handed the letter to his uncle, "I just came out of the palace, and the emperor asked me to deliver the letter to the Ministry of Revenue. I just went to see Minister Xiao, and the Minister asked me to deliver it to uncle."

Zhou Shuren then noticed the memorial, which he had submitted during the morning court session. It contained some applications. He took it and looked through it, and saw that the emperor had already approved it.

Zhou Shuren calculated the time, "It's time for dinner, let's have dinner together."

Rong Chuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay."

He has two fathers in his heart. He never regarded his uncle as his father-in-law. He used to like to stay with his uncle, but it was a pity that it was inconvenient now that he returned to the Ning family.

Zhou Shuren smiled and said, "Let's go, there's another good restaurant in the Ministry of Revenue."

Rongchuan, "Then I will treat uncle today."

Zhou Shuren patted Rongchuan on the shoulder and said, "Uncle treats you today."

Unfortunately, Rongchuan's joy did not last long. Just after he walked out of the door, he saw Zhang Yang waiting for him.

Zhang Yang stepped forward and said, "Cousin, I just heard that you were here. It's not dinner time yet, I'll treat you to a meal."

Rongchuan, "No, I will eat with my uncle. Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."

Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly fell on Rong Chuan's cloak. He had seen this cloak before when he entered the palace. It was not finished at that time, so he always thought it was given to him. He said with a stiff mouth, "My cousin's cloak. I think I've seen it before."

Rongchuan knew that Zhang Yang had been to the palace several times during this period and saw that everything was normal inside the empress's palace. "The empress gave it to me as a reward."

Zhang Yang felt as if he was filled with jealousy. "Oh, my mother is really good to my cousin."

Rongchuan, "I think so too."

Zhang Yang didn't want to have dinner with Zhang Rongchuan at all. "Your Highness has something else to do."

Then he left.

Zhou Shuren remained silent until Zhang Yang left, then he patted Rongchuan on the shoulder and said, "Let's go."

Rong Chuan asked quietly, "Uncle, he didn't cause you any trouble at the Ministry of Revenue, did he?"

Zhou Shuren laughed, "What if you cause me trouble?"

Rong Chuan blushed a little embarrassedly, "I secretly complained for my uncle."

Zhou Shuren felt warm inside. Even though Rongchuan had returned home, his heart was with him. "You have to believe in my uncle's ability."

Rong Chuan grinned, "I knew that uncle is the best."

Zhou Shuren laughed loudly. This kid was also his fan. Of course, his number one fan was his grandson.

In the evening, Rongchuan met Zhang Yang at the Duke's Mansion. He felt regretful in his heart. If he had known earlier, he would have gone to Zhou's house for dinner today.

Ning Xu pushed her son and said, "Don't stand at the door. Go in quickly. Your father is still freezing outside!"

Rongchuan staggered a little, "Dad, push me gently."

Ning Xi hugged his son's neck and said, "I know your father. Back then, no, now your father's martial arts skills are also good. I asked you to get up early every day to practice martial arts with me, but you just didn't want to get up."

Rongchuan's ears turned red. Who would want to get up in the middle of winter? Even the quilt was comfortable.

Duke Ning laughed and said, "You two, please take a seat. We are waiting for you."

Rongchuan sat next to his grandfather neatly, "Grandpa."

Duke Ning laughed so hard that his eyes disappeared. "Okay, okay, come and have a look. These are all the food you like to eat."

Rong Chuan grinned, "Grandpa loves his grandson the most, unlike my father who only knows how to bully his grandson."

Duke Ning pretended to be angry, "How old are you? You still bully Rong Chuan. I think you are getting younger as you get older."

Ning Xu glared at his son who was complaining, and said cheerfully, "Dad, you haven't seen the bad side of this kid."

Duke Ning, "I just see the good in my eldest grandson."

Peace of mind, "......"

Zhang Yang sat at the table, like an outsider, unable to say a word. He endured it and said, "My cousin is not young anymore."

Duke Ning and Marquis Ning both looked at Zhang Yang. Rongchuan also wanted to know why Zhang Yang mentioned age?

Zhang Yang's heart tightened, and he lowered his voice, "My cousin and Mr. Zhou have a really good relationship."

Rongchuan knew that this was not what Zhang Yang wanted to say just now, but he was frightened by the looks of his grandfather and father. "Because my uncle is sincere to me, the relationship is naturally good."

Zhang Yang smiled but didn't dare to say anything. It was the first time he saw his third uncle's cold eyes and he was quite scared.