Chapter 923: Somewhat Childish

Zhulan felt distressed, "Then just lie down for a few more days. I'll make whatever you want to eat myself. Forget it, I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you."

Zhulan, who has never been able to improve her cooking skills, is really frustrated. She can only cook now, but the food she makes is edible but not delicious. Her cooking skills have not improved much over the years.

It's not like Zhulan won't do anything just because the Zhou family has become officials. Sometimes she would take action when she's bored.

Zhou Shuren breathed a sigh of relief. He had been spoiled by his mouth and really didn't want to eat the rice or soup made by his wife. Don't talk about true love and swallowing it no matter how bad it tasted. He really didn't want to eat it.

Zhu Lan pinched Zhou Shuren's face, "You're showing it too obviously."

Zhou Shuren felt very aggrieved, "I am a patient."

Zhu Lan pulled twice more, full of envy. Although her skin wasn't as good as hers, she had very little flesh. She let go of her hand and said, "If you don't go to court today, the rumors will only get worse."

Zhou Shuren rubbed his face. His wife was really upset. "Please spread it. I think it's not lively enough!"

Moreover, the emperor is hoping that the situation will escalate, so that he can at least attract more attention. Yesterday's conversation has already shown that the emperor wants to take action, but he has not made up his mind yet.

Zhulan stood up and said, "You should have a good rest. I will pack clothes for my son."

Zhou Shuren was dumbfounded, "I'm already sick, and you want to send my son to the Wu family?"

Zhulan, ".......You are not seriously ill, and you don't have amnesia. We agreed last night to send our son to the Wu family after the storm is over."

Zhou Shuren was embarrassed. He really had forgotten, "So what clothes did you pack for your son?"

Zhulan gritted her teeth and said, "Your son is growing fast. Some of his clothes are too small, so we need to pack them up."

Zhou Shuren pulled the quilt over him, closed his eyes, and acted as if the person who just spoke was not me, I was just sleeping.

Zhulan was so lazy that she rolled her eyes, but she also wanted to laugh.

Inside the palace, the emperor received news that Zhou Shuren was really sick. Ahem, it seemed like it was really his fault. No, it should be Zhou Shuren himself who was to blame for wearing too many clothes.

The emperor wanted to ask the imperial physician to go and see him, but then he held back. He had been cooperating with Zhou Shuren's cold face today, and if he sent someone to see Zhou Shuren now, his cold face would be in vain. Zhou Shuren's condition was not serious anyway, so he just let it go.

The prince didn't know what his father was thinking. He was really worried about Zhou Shuren. As for yesterday's rumors, the prince didn't take them to heart. Entering the palace today further confirmed it. His father always smiled at him, but today's smile was not like the previous days when there was something suppressed in his smile.

The prince was really relieved. His father had been slow to issue an edict, and even though he was calm, he was still a little shaken!

As for the Ministry of Revenue, Wang Ju has more tasks to do today. Zhou Shuren is a man who knows how to use his subordinates very well. As long as someone follows Zhou Shuren's pace, Zhou Shuren will not let himself get tired. Today Zhou Shuren is not here, so a lot of tasks are placed on him.

Wang Ju cursed Zhou Shuren in his heart. He didn't believe that Zhou Shuren was sick. He firmly believed that Zhou Shuren was pretending. Who made Zhou Shuren have no credibility in his eyes?

Wang Ju made up his mind that when Zhou Shuren came back, he would also take a leave!

Xuemei had no access to anything at the Zhou residence. She didn't even know about her father's illness until she went back to her parents' home with her daughter. Xuemei was the only one in the family who didn't know about it, and now she was completely worried about her father.

Xuemei looked at her father first, and seeing that he was sleeping soundly, she felt relieved, "Mom, Dad is too tired."

Zhulan also felt distressed, "The more your father gets, the more he will give than he gets."

Xuemei always knew that there was some truth in her mother's words. She thought about her mother's words carefully. Fortunately, she had no ambitions and the Jiang family had nothing to give.

Zhulan brought her daughter out, "Don't worry, it's just a cold, just rest for a few days."

Xuemei said, "I can't help at home. I was far away before, so I couldn't fulfill my filial duty. Now I'm closer, mother, and I want to be more filial."

Zhu Lan smiled and said, "You are living a good life and not worrying me and your father. This is the greatest filial piety."

Among the Zhou family's children, Xuemei is the least troublesome. Except for the worry she caused when she first came to the ancient times, Xuemei's high emotional intelligence has prevented them from worrying again. This is also filial piety.

Xuemei felt embarrassed, "Mom, I didn't do anything."

Zhulan patted the eldest lady's hand, "You have done a lot. Your father and I have worn the clothes you made a lot. Every year, the New Year gifts and holiday gifts you sent us are all things your father and I like. You always think about us in your heart. We all know it."

It is precisely because she and Zhou Shuren knew this that they would not ignore the eldest daughter. It is not only the crying children who are lovable, but also the children who are too sensible.

Xuemei really didn't feel that she had done anything; she was just doing what a daughter should do.

Ministry of Rites, the emperor's cold face at the morning court, Feng Huai thought a lot, the emperor's cold face also made some old foxes have ideas. The old foxes didn't think much about it at first, but Zhou Shuren's leave and the emperor's cold face, the old foxes couldn't help but think too much.

Feng Huai doesn't like Zhou Shuren, he doesn't like him from the bottom of his heart, because Zhou Shuren has been too high-profile all the way. Not only is he high-profile, but he is also valued by the Emperor. He is jealous of Zhou Shuren's talent and ability, and greets Zhou Shuren with a smile, because that is because the Fourth Prince needs Zhou Shuren.

Now, Feng Huai felt that Zhou Shuren was too arrogant. He was even more convinced that Zhou Shuren was reprimanded yesterday and dared not to attend the court today. He didn't believe it because he was sick. He didn't see that the emperor's face turned black.

The Minister of Rites asked, "Sir, Wu Ming?"

Feng Huai hoped that Zhou Shuren would be demoted, but he was also a smart man. He would not make any big moves without seeing the result. It was not because he was cautious by nature, but because he had seen too many people get slapped in the face in the end in Beijing. "Don't worry about him."

The Minister of Rites knew what to do, which was to ignore it first.

Wu Ming's feelings were very intuitive. The Shangshu and the vice ministers did not target him, but he was too high-profile yesterday, so some doctors and officials spoke to him in a sarcastic way today.

Wu Mingrao looked at Lord Tao with interest. When he came to the Ministry of Rites, his godfather told him that he didn't need to get too close to the Tao family. Yesterday, the Tao family treated him like their own nephew, but today they wanted to stay away from him.

Wu Ming said to Gu Zhuomin beside him, "Your life is already hard, why are you so close to me?"

Gu Zhuomin, "My luck has always been bad, but now I feel that my luck will get better and better."

Wu Ming found this interesting, "Why do you say that?"

Gu Zhuomin smiled for the first time today. "I saw Lord Zhou in you just now."

Wu Ming recalled that he had just calmly criticized someone. It turned out that those who could catch the godfather's eye were not ordinary people. "You are indeed interesting as godfather said."

Gu Zhuomin was surprised, "Did Lord Zhou mention me to you?"

Wu Ming didn't want to say more, so he turned and left, leaving Gu Zhuomin alone to think.

In the afternoon, Rongchuan and Changlian returned home together. Today, Rongchuan entered the palace and said that he knew a lot. The emperor also told him that no one could tell anyone. In fact, he would not tell anyone unless the emperor told him to. Who would have thought that the emperor had been showing off for most of the hour, and it turned out to be how he beat Uncle Zhou in chess! !

Rongchuan felt entangled when he thought of the emperor's smug look. The emperor was a little childish! !