Chapter 952: Too Much Mixture
The next morning, Zhulan asked each room to have dinner in their own yard last night, and no one noticed anything wrong.
This morning, as soon as the door to the main courtyard opened, Zhulan saw her eldest and second brothers. It was obvious that they had not rested well. "Brother, did you not sleep last night?"
Yang Zhumu was in good health and old, so he had no power to lie, so he admitted generously, "Well, I had a dream last night and couldn't sleep in the second half of the night."
Zhulan looked at her second brother. Yang Zhulin was drinking tea to clear his mind. "I'm almost there too."
The most tormenting things are dreams, all kinds of nightmares. Having dreams makes one feel particularly tired.
Zhulan didn't ask her elder and second brothers what they dreamed about. She could guess that either something bad happened to the Zhou family and the family was destroyed, or something bad happened to Chang Lian and she would have to send the young off.
Not to mention the dreams of her eldest and second brothers, she also had a lot of dreams last night and she was not in a good mood this morning. She is really not a carefree person. If she were, she would not worry so much about the arrangements for the Zhou family's descendants.
After Yang Zhu finished the tea in his wooden cup, he asked, "Why didn't I see Shu Ren?"
Zhu Lan replied, "Today is a new month. It is Shu Ren's turn to attend the morning court in the Ministry of Revenue. He entered the palace shortly after dawn."
Yang Zhumu clapped his head, "Yes, yes, all officials in the capital need to attend the morning court."
Zhulan smiled, "Brother is wrong. Not all officials in the capital can attend the morning court. Only a few can go to the morning court. Only during the grand court meetings can many people attend the court. However, there are only a few grand court meetings in a year."
Yang Zhumu understood and said proudly, "My brother-in-law is still amazing."
Yang Zhulin asked, "What did Shuren say about Chang Lian's matter?"
Zhu Lan shook her head, "The power structure in the capital is very complicated. The Zhou family has just arrived in Beijing and their understanding of the various forces is only superficial. Shu Ren has no idea at the moment and needs to wait for news."
There was a feeling of powerlessness in her heart. The Zhou family looked so powerful, but when something really happened, their shortcomings were too obvious. Zhulan comforted herself that a network of relationships takes years to accumulate, and it was already remarkable that the Zhou family had achieved their current power within just one year of arriving in Beijing.
Yang Zhumu didn't have a very long beard, so he pulled it and said, "Many officials have their own disciples. Does Shuren have a favorite disciple?"
Zhulan looked at her elder brother. He had also worked hard for the Yang family in Lizhou and understood a lot. "Shuren's meaning is better to be incomplete than to be excessive. He has his own ideas. Besides, the young people of the Zhou family have grown up. Compared with some outsiders, the young people of the same family are more stable. The Zhou family needs time, and so does the Zhou family. It is best for our family's future if we can support each other and move forward together."
Yang Zhumu then remembered that the Zhou family was also a large family in his hometown and had always had its own clan school. In the past, there was no one to lead it. Now Shuren has stepped forward. Shuren is the first person in the Zhou family and has an absolute influence on the Zhou family. "It really takes time."
Zhulan continued, "Now is the time to lay the foundation. We can't be impatient. We can't be impatient."
Yang Zhumu felt relieved after hearing these words, "Your plan is right."
Yang Zhulin looked at his sister. The girl now seemed strange, very strange, as if he was facing his brother-in-law. He looked at her carefully again. The girl was still his sister. The girl now had been an official's wife for many years, and he could no longer judge her by the impression in his memory.
The morning court session in the palace had already ended. After the emperor left for a while, no one moved in the court. Everyone knew that the emperor would be furious during today's morning court session. The officials in the court knew in their hearts that the emperor was not angry with the prince of the marquis's mansion. All his anger was because the imperial power was challenged, so the emperor was furious.
The emperor has been on the throne for many years and seldom expresses his emotions fully. This is the first time. All the ministers in the court are terrified. It is going to rain blood. Many ministers recall the time when the dynasty was first established and their faces are not very good, because they know that the emperor wants to take the opportunity to clean up the court and seize more power to consolidate the imperial authority.
Zhou Shuren raised his head and glanced at the ministers in the court, finally stopping at the Minister of War Li Zhao. This time, Li Zhao's birthday was not going to be easy.
The King of Qi moved first, followed by the King of Chu, and then the ministers followed suit. Everyone was in a hurry. Zhou Shuren saw Lord Ning waiting for him, so he walked over and said, "Lord Ning."
Ning Xu went to court today because of Rong Chuan. She nodded to Zhou Shuren and said as she walked, "Now it's not just about catching the real culprit behind this."
Zhou Shuren frowned, "Why are you telling me this, Lord?"
Ningxu raised her head and looked at the sky, with a faint sadness in her heart. The emperor's words today were mixed with too many things. "I just think that Lord Zhou is a smart man, and you and my son are the victims, and in the end they became accomplices."
The game has already started, Rongchuan and Changlian are not important!
Zhou Shuren lowered his head. Under the imperial power, no one is just a foil. It all depends on one's own weight. "There will be an explanation."
Ning Xu sneered, "This world belongs to the emperor, and the capital is under the emperor's control."
He was in the dark at first, in the capital. Whatever the emperor wanted to know, it just took time. Last night, the emperor already knew who had done it. Today's fury, haha.
Ning Xu left quickly after he finished speaking. He knew Zhou Shuren was a smart man. He had already pointed it out. If Zhou Shuren hadn't been protecting him, he wouldn't have said all this. Zhou Shuren's daughter was going to marry Rongchuan, and the marriage would take place in a few months.
Zhou Shuren stopped and looked at Ning Xu's back. Didn't he know clearly? Of course he knew. Although he didn't know as much as Ning Xu, he knew a lot as well. He really thought that he was just being the emperor's chat companion for nothing. The biggest gain from chatting with the emperor was not trust, but understanding of the emperor.
The emperor knew who had done it, and the person who did it was a person that the emperor was extremely angry about. However, since he couldn't vent his anger, he now used this opportunity to clean up the mess and angered many people at the same time. Oh, the imperial power!
Zhou Shuren walked neither fast nor slow. Since Ning Xu left, there was no one nearby. The wind blew his official uniform. The wind was quite strong today. Zhou Shuren looked up at the sky. Dark clouds were gathering and it was about to rain.
Before he walked out of the palace, the rain had already fallen and the officials in front had already started running. Zhou Shuren's mouth twitched. He wanted to take a walk in the rain, but not in a rainstorm. He ran nimbly and got on the carriage of the Ministry of Revenue. His official uniform was still soaked.
Zhou Shuren thought to himself that it was fortunate that Lord Xiao had rested these two days. Then he thought that Lord Xiao was really lucky.
Jinyan asked, "Sir, your clothes are soaked. Can you go back home and change clothes?"
Zhou Shuren nodded, "Yes."
The raindrops from the torrential rain hit the roof of the car, and there was no sense of artistic conception at all. This heavy rain came at a bad time and could clean up too many traces. Then I thought, the emperor knew who did it, and it would not be the mastermind if they were found out. It didn't matter whether there were traces or not.
Zhou's third house, Chang Lian was not wearing his official uniform, and Mrs. Dong asked, "I wanted to ask you yesterday, where is your official uniform?"