Chapter 880: The Bold Bad Boys

The next morning, Zhou Shuren, who had been angry all night, had already left early. During breakfast, Zhulan said to Changlian, "Your father said that Rongchuan will not come today. You agreed to appreciate the painting. Take the painting to Ninghou Mansion for appreciation."

Chang Lian, "......Mom, did your son miss something?"

When we were eating roasted whole lamb last night, my dad knew about it and said he would write an appreciation article in the evening and he would come back to read it!

Zhu Lan thought, since someone can't control his hands, then Zhou Shuren should help control his legs. "You can ask Rongchuan!"

She knew that if Rongchuan didn't dare to say why, he would be beaten.

Chang Lian was extremely curious, but his mother wouldn't tell him, so he could only suppress his curiosity and decided to go to Ninghou Mansion to ask Rongchuan.

Xue Han's ears were red, and she could hardly drink the porridge in the bowl. She couldn't think about what her parents saw last night. She couldn't think about it anymore.

In Ninghou Mansion, Rong Chuansheng was eating breakfast with a dull look on his face, his head lowered, looking lifeless.

Ning Xu raised an eyebrow, "Have you been bullied? Don't be afraid to tell your father, I will avenge you."

Just because he is an honest man staying in the capital doesn't mean he is easy to be bullied.

Rong Chuan raised his head with a look of "you can't do it" on his face, then lowered his head to chew on the buns. The buns that were obviously delicious, now they didn't taste good at all. He had been looking forward to the day off for a long time, and he had already agreed with Xue Han to stay at home in the morning and take Xue Han to play on the street in the afternoon. He ordered a lantern from the shop, a glass lantern, and was waiting to give Xue Han a surprise!

Ning Xu, "......Son, do you underestimate your father?"

If it doesn't work, there is still the Emperor!

Rong Chuan put down his chopsticks, "Dad, Uncle Zhou won't let his son in."

Ning Xu was curious, "Why?"

Zhou Shuren treats Rongchuan like his own father, so why wouldn't he let Rongchuan come to his house?

Rongchuan's hand holding the chopsticks moved, and he couldn't help but look at his right hand. It was all his fault. It had its own ideas. He whispered what happened last night, "That's what happened. Uncle left with just one word."

Ning Xu coughed and lowered his head to eat. He had always felt wronged, and Zhou Shuren was a little too powerful, and he was sometimes afraid of him.

Rongchuan looked at his father speechlessly, who seemed to have heard nothing. So you are this kind of father. "Dad, you just said you would help me."

Ning Xu was very sad, "Dad wanted to help you, but in this matter, son, you underestimated your uncle Zhou's ability."

He knew too much. Zhou Shuren had already practiced Tai Chi on behalf of Lord Xiao and various departments. He did a very good job and did not let anyone take advantage of him. He also indirectly expressed some new rules and changes of the Ministry of Revenue.

His father had analyzed Zhou Shuren many times and even lamented with regret that if Zhou Shuren had followed the emperor in the rebellion earlier, the fight would not have taken so long. His father had a particularly high opinion of Zhou Shuren.

Of course, he also had a high opinion of Zhou Shuren. Zhou Shuren had proven himself in the capital for more than half a year and had his own position in the court. Otherwise, these old foxes would not have paid any attention to Zhou Shuren.

Rong Chuan smiled, "Yeah, Uncle Zhou is really amazing."

Ning Xu was choked. Saying that others were amazing in front of your father hurt your son's heart, and with that little look in your eyes, he would be jealous.

In Yao Hou Mansion, Yao Wenqi knew everything about Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang invited Shi Qing yesterday and gave Shi Qing a lot of gifts.

Yao Wenqi was resistant to this son-in-law. His status was what he despised the most, and he also doubted whether Shi Qing was the emperor's man.

Now the quiet Shi Qing showed up again, and Yao Wenqi had to take him seriously. He had only met this son-in-law a few times, and because of his background, Shi Qing's personality was too cold.

But he is his son-in-law after all, and he is a little hesitant now. It is too dangerous for him to pull Shi Qing back.

At Shi Qing's mansion, Yao Yao touched her belly and motioned for the maids to leave. She sat back on the chair and thought about her husband's actions. He brought back too many gifts last night.

She was a little frightened. She didn't want her husband to have contact with the Fifth Prince from the bottom of her heart. Trouble meant danger. Plus, the Shi family had sent Zhang Jinghong some food and daily necessities a while ago. The Fifth Prince hated Zhang Jinghong to death. Didn't he feel uncomfortable?

Her husband told her to rest assured and take care of the baby, but she couldn't calm down and thought too much. The baby in her belly was a little dissatisfied and kicked her hard. Yao Yao was helpless, but her tone was very doting, "You are such a naughty child, don't bully your mother."

At the Zhou residence, Xue Han did not leave after dinner and was busy dividing the lines obediently. It has been more than half an hour.

Zhulan really likes having a lady accompany her, but if she doesn't say anything, she finds it boring. She is quite gossipy. She didn't succeed in getting Rongchuan's hand last night, and she has never succeeded in getting one before.

Xue Han felt her mother staring at her, her cheeks flushed, "Mom, please stop looking at your daughter."

Zhulan put down the divided embroidery thread, "Okay, I won't look at you. So, tell me what you want to do by staying with me all the time?"

Xue Han was pulling out some embroidery thread in her hand, and it was almost tangled into a ball. Zhu Lan quickly took it and said, "If you don't buy this color of embroidery thread, this is all I have left."

Xue Han thought about it and said, "Mom, I want to go out this afternoon."

Zhulan untied the tangle of embroidery and said, "Let's go. Remember to bring a few more servants with you."

Xue Han was stunned. Her mother agreed without asking any questions. "Mom, Dad won't let Rong Chuan in."

Zhulan blinked and said, "He didn't stop you from going out."

Xue Han smiled sweetly, rushed over and hugged her mother, "Thank you, mother."

Zhulan signaled her daughter to let go. The girl was so excited that she almost couldn't breathe. "But if he holds on to my hand, I hope you will beat him."

Yes, she was not as angry as Zhou Shuren, but she still wanted to teach Rongchuan a lesson. This boy was much braver than before.

Xue Han's face flushed, "Mom."

Zhulan waved her hand, "Go quickly, don't delay my embroidery."

That's right, Zhulan wanted to embroider a painting, a painting she had painted herself, which was prepared as a birthday gift for Zhou Shuren next year. In ancient times, she ignited her embroidery skills, which was really great.

In Zhoujia Village, Xuemei was furious early in the morning. As soon as she turned around, the twins ran away, taking their little bag with them.

Xuemei's mother-in-law and father-in-law were terrified and had already gone out to look for her.

Xuemei was angry and anxious. She didn't know where the twins had gone. She thought they were no longer on a hunger strike and had been behaving well over the past few days. She could finally breathe a sigh of relief. But who would have thought that the twins were holding back on something and actually learned to run away from home.

When Jiang Sheng saw his wife with disheveled hair, he realized that his son was missing. His scalp went numb and he ran so hurriedly that he almost fell down.

Xuemei thought about all the consequences in her mind and was extremely scared. What if something happened? She kept crying. These two were such naughty little boys.