On the southwest side of the Yongning Palace, there is an inconspicuous and heavily guarded mansion.
Zhou You was sitting at the desk listlessly.
County Magistrate Zhou sat opposite him, calmly flipping through the books in front of him.
Zhou You twitched his nose, took a deep breath, and turned to look outside.
After a while, he took a deep breath again, and his saliva was almost drooling out.
"What are you doing? Are you greedy?" County Magistrate Zhou closed the book in his hand and looked at his son with a smile.
In more than half a year, Zhou You has lost a lot of weight. The chubby boy in the past is gone, and now he has become a handsome young man.
After Zhou You took a deep breath, he said to his father confidently, "Dad, do you smell it? It smells like the antique soup made by Sister Hua."
County Magistrate Zhou looked at his silly son in front of him with a smile. Was he hallucinating because of greed?
It was hard for the child, too, having followed him to Nanzhou County, far away from his family. After the drought, there was not much food left in the county, so the child could be fed but not hungry.
Especially now.
County Magistrate Zhou looked around and found that the residence was not bad. At least it could shelter from the wind and rain.
But these boring days made County Magistrate Zhou melancholy.
When he first learned the news that Chen Taihong was named the crown prince, he guessed that Prince Yongning would take action, but he didn't expect that he would be so bold as to collude with foreign races.
There is no need to worry about inviting gods, as it is easy but difficult to send them away.
Ruo put his family under house arrest here, which gave him some free time.
After the establishment of Nanzhou County, natural disasters and man-made calamities continued, and County Magistrate Zhou was very busy.
Although the city is so busy, the chaos in the county has not been curbed. The order in Nanzhou County is gradually getting out of control, and County Magistrate Zhou also feels that everything he has done is in vain.
Especially with Prince Yongning's dispatch of troops, not only Nanzhou County but the entire Yongning Prefecture, except for the prefectural city, will be in chaos.
Well, just take it as a rest.
County Magistrate Zhou is not worried that King Yongning will kill him. No matter who sits on that position in the future, the Zhou family will be the emperor's most trusted minister.
Seeing that his father was daydreaming again, Zhou You pouted in dissatisfaction and ran out of the study.
Standing in the middle of the yard, Zhou You looked up at the moon rising in the sky. The moonlight was hazy, and the fragrance of the antique soup became stronger.
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At the Qian family, a meal of antique soup lasted for an hour, and everyone's stomachs were full.
Then have a cup of Qian Chunhua’s homemade milk tea.
"Godmother, why do you let me eat this delicious antique soup now?" Dong Cong collapsed in Guan Yueru's arms. He felt sad when he thought that he was already more than 100 years old and had missed so many times to eat the antique soup.
Qingfeng had just told him that they had eaten it several times when they were in Huanghualing.
Guan Yueru smiled and patted her son's back gently, "How can you talk like that? Godmother invited you to eat antique soup, and you are still dissatisfied."
Guan Yueru knew what her son meant, and she also knew that Sister Chunhua would not be angry if her son said that.
But not being angry is one thing. You can't be so ignorant of your own son. If you say that to someone else, you will offend that person.
Hearing the complaints of her godson, Qian Chunhua laughed. It seemed that Dong Cong was a foodie just like Zhou You.
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