Chapter 883: Bottom Line

Mr. Wang did have something to ask Zhou Shuren. His son wrote back a letter with resentment towards Zhou Shuren between the lines. He simply ignored it. Going to Beijing was nothing compared to being oppressed by Zhou Shuren. However, he wanted to talk to Zhou Shuren for his son's future. "Shuren."

Zhou Shuren was silent. That's right. He was a generation younger than Mr. Wang. It had been a long time since anyone treated him as an elder. He really couldn't adapt. "Grandpa."

When Old Master Wang saw that there was no one around him, he felt emotional and very tactful. It was true that Zhou Shuren was now the emperor's favorite. In the current relatively balanced atmosphere, no one was willing to offend a powerful official whom the emperor valued, especially when this person was the second in command of the Ministry of Revenue.

Mr. Wang said frankly, "Wang Ju is able to go to Beijing to thank you first."

He wanted his son to come to Beijing as soon as possible, that was for sure. He was not young anymore and Wang Ju was the eldest son. He hoped that when he retired, his son would be able to establish himself in the capital. Of course, the sooner he could come to Beijing, the better. But he understood that his son had to take things step by step, so he was really happy that he could come to Beijing many years earlier this time.

Zhou Shuren felt a little guilty. His father had thanked him when he got the news. "I also have some selfish motives."

Old Master Wang smiled and said, "You have admitted it generously. However, I still want to thank you. If it weren't for the fact that you and I don't meet so often, I should have thanked you in person earlier."

Zhou Shuren really helped a lot in getting his son to Beijing.

Zhou Shuren thought of the books on the bookshelf. He preferred practical thanks. "You really have already thanked me."

Old Master Wang said, "Wang Ju won't be able to stay in the Ministry of Revenue for long. You can only be the sole official in the Ministry of Revenue. Your eldest granddaughter's marriage will also be transferred when you make further progress."

Zhou Shuren knew this in his heart, so he had a plan for Hu Xia. He would give Hu Xia some credit now, and after a few years of evaluation, he could be promoted and transferred. "Master, I understand what you mean."

He is not a clique-forming person. Even if he is, he will not be in the Ministry of Revenue. The Ministry of Revenue is the heart of the emperor and the prince, and he dare not challenge the nerves of the emperor and the prince.

Mr. Wang was relieved. As long as Zhou Shuren could think clearly, that was what he admired most about Zhou Shuren. Not everyone could remain calm in the face of flattery and high positions. This was the most challenging part of the power field. "Wang Ju will only stay in the Ministry of Revenue for one year. I hope he goes to the Ministry of Rites."

Zhou Shuren felt that the older the better. "Did you notice that?"

Old Master Wang said with a hint of pride, "The Emperor is going to take action against the Ministry of Rites. I estimate that they will clean it up by the end of next year."

Zhou Shuren, "......Yeah."

If he had such a father, it would be a disaster. At this moment, I really envy Wang Ju for having such a good father.

The two men arrived at the palace gate. The carriage parked there was already gone. Zhou Shuren watched his old man leave before turning back to his own carriage. He was very emotional. Some of the neutrals in the court were humble, such as Qiu Yan, and some were real big shots, such as Old Master Wang and Lord Qi. He wanted to kneel down to them for their vision and political sensitivity.

Zhou Shuren pursed his lips. He hoped that his grandfather could live longer. Only if the Wang family was well, his granddaughter would have a good future.

In Jinzhou, Wang Ju touched his nose. He had sneezed early this morning. Ah, it must be Zhou Shuren who was nagging him again. It seemed that the Ministry of Revenue would be busy again.

Wang Ju thought of his wife. She was going back to Beijing early and would definitely go to Zhou's house.

At noon in the capital, when they were having lunch, Xuemei's letter arrived. Zhulan put down her chopsticks and took the letter. There was a pattern in the eldest daughter's frequent letters. Her son-in-law had just sent a letter a few days ago, so it was not likely that she would send letters one after another. It could be that something was going on.

Those who were eating put down their chopsticks because Zhulan looked very bad. This was the first time they had seen such a bad complexion in all these years.

Xue Han had seen her father get angry before, but rarely her mother. "Mom, what happened at my eldest sister's house?"

Zhulan handed the letter to her daughter, "Take a look."

She had lost her appetite while eating, thinking about the twins running away from home. Xuemei and her son-in-law had already found out that the children in the village had indeed been provoked, but the children were also guided by someone, a peddler who roamed the streets.

There are so many peddlers walking around the streets, and it’s hard to find someone who can be noticed.

Xuemei thought the matter was not simple and wrote a letter. Zhulan pursed her lips and said, the children in the capital are all in the capital, and she is watching them. The fences are tightly tied and there is really no loophole for anyone to take advantage of.

Now he's plotting against the eldest daughter. If he wasn't afraid of angering Zhou Shuren, he might not be so gentle. Bah! For the Zhou family, taking advantage of a child is the most severe measure.

The twins are smart, not stupid. They should know to go to Lijia Village in the capital to find the servants guarding the house. What if they run away by themselves?

Zhulan didn't dare to think about the consequences, because he knew that these two children would definitely appear in front of the Zhou family one day, but they would definitely be the ones that Zhou family cared about the most.

Xue Han had already finished reading the letter and said coldly, "Mom, this was premeditated."

Zhulan hummed, "Let me tell you something."

Xue Han was worried about her elder sister's family. She moved her mouth but didn't say anything in the end. She thought her parents would handle it, so she should not interrupt at this time.

Zhulan left, and the Li family members couldn't help asking, and Xuehan told them the contents of the letter.

Li was very angry, "You actually picked on the children. It's freezing cold out here. What if something happens to the two children?"

Zhao said quietly, "What we want is for something to happen to the two children."

Dong frowned. She wanted to write a letter home. Her family members were always noisy. This time she would ask her father to take good care of them. But then she thought that since no one in the Dong family was an official, it would be difficult to use the Dong family to attack her husband's family. However, she could not relax.

Su Xuan is the most common one among these. "I think it is better for my eldest sister and her family to go to Beijing."

At least until the imperial power is passed on, you can go wherever you want in the future. Now the eldest sister's family is the weakest point of the Zhou family.

Zhulan had already written the letter and called the butler to send it to the Ministry of Revenue. She would not wait for Zhou Shuren to come home to talk, but she was not in a hurry. Instead, doing so would attract the emperor's attention.

The emperor is at his most sensitive right now. The more time passes, the more nervous he becomes. It is too difficult for the Zhou family to investigate, but it is different for the emperor.

At the Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren received a letter from home, with fire burning in his heart. Children of the Zhou family have always been the bottom line, even grandsons. He and Zhulan are from modern times, and grandsons are also treasures, but grandsons and granddaughters are more treasured than in ancient times.

The doctor who was reporting the matter now had only one thought in mind, which was to slip away. At the same time, he was thinking, what could have happened that could make the smiling tiger Lord Zhou lose all his smile.

Doctor Zhao didn't even look into Lord Zhou's eyes. They were so cold that he shivered. They were freezing colder than ice in winter. He wondered who dared to provoke the tiger. He really admired him.

Zhou Shuren put the letter in his pocket and said to Doctor Zhao, "Continue reporting."

As he spoke, he waited for Doctor Zhao to speak.

Doctor Zhao swallowed his saliva and said, "Sir, your voice is too cold. He would rather face the smiling tiger Lord Zhou!"