The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

Boss Zhou had a great headache, "Both the grandson of the Minister of War and his in-law's nephew are teaching in Zhuangzi. Today, I don't know that the second prince brought someone to Zhuangzi. One of the sons spoke inappropriately. It hit."

When Zhu Lan heard this, "You're back, what about them?"

Boss Zhou, "Have already returned to their respective houses. The second prince knew that it was the grandson of the Minister of War and asked Lord Ji to apologize. The son sent them into the city and came back."

Zhulan, "Master Ji?"

"The second prince took Lord Ji to Zhuangzi, an official of the Ministry of Rites."

Zhulan thought about asking the second son, "The second prince has dealt with it, what are you worried about?"

Boss Zhou exhaled, "My son is worried that there will be many such things in the future. Recently, there are many sons who want to teach in Zhuangzi."

Zhulan stared at her eldest son, "Where do you think this is? A fight is enough."

Boss Zhou touched his forehead, "It's my son who thinks it's bad."

Zhulan asked again, "Recently, the second prince has often been to Zhuangzi?"

Boss Zhou nodded, "I have taught the children a lesson. The prince is very knowledgeable. After listening to a lesson, my son is a little unfulfilled."

Zhulan thought to herself that the emperor didn't stop her, it meant letting go, and thinking of Shuren's words, she sighed.

Boss Zhou was puzzled, "Mother, what's wrong?"

Zhulan said faintly, "If Zhuangzi changes, there will be nothing to do with his mother."

Boss Zhou was also silent, because his mother was in charge of the orphans. He was in a few Zhuangzi when he had nothing to do. He took the children to raise the livestock of Zhuangzi, and he also watched the fields. He watched Zhuangzi build up little by little. very emotional.

Early the next day, Zhou Shuren and Li Zhao left together. Lord Lin didn't go to court today, otherwise the three of them would be together.

Li Zhao closed his cloak, "It's so cold this day."

Zhou Shuren walked with his head lowered, so as not to blow the wind in his mouth, "The twelfth lunar month is the coldest in winter, so we're not young anymore if you wear more clothes."

Li Zhao is much older than Zhou Shuren, and he is grateful for his old age, "Yesterday, when I went to the yamen, the second prince personally told me about the fight."

Zhou Shuren, "I guessed it."

The Minister of War, it was too late for the second prince to win over, how to offend him, he really explained it himself.

Li Zhao stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes. The woolen gloves were really warm. "Wu Ming is really capable. Wool gloves are more flexible than leather gloves."

Zhou Shuren, "The emperor gave it to you?"

"Ok."

Zhou Shuren didn't get it, not because the emperor didn't want to give it, but because he didn't lack it. He had grandsons and Wu Ming who were filial.

Li Zhao withdrew his hand, "The second prince is in the Ministry of Rites, Zhuangzi should be in charge of the Ministry of Rites, do you have any ideas?"

Zhou Shuren, "Do you have an idea?"

"No, I didn't participate when I was young, and now that I'm old, I don't want to participate."

Zhou Shuren heard it clearly, Li Zhao was talking about the battle for the throne, "How can Zhuangzi rely on the emperor to make the decision."

Li Zhao laughed in a low voice, "You really are the most sober."

When it was time to give up, he did not hesitate to give up, and he never felt that the management of Zhuangzi was his own.

Zhou Shuren stepped on the snow, "Aren't you also awake?"

Otherwise, why didn't the emperor change the Minister of War after so many years of succession? It's not that there is no suitable candidate, but that Li Zhao is sober enough, and the emperor trusts Li Zhao.

However, Li Zhao was not too young, it was time to move, and he unconsciously brought envy in his eyes.

Li Zhao was delighted, "Why do you envy me? It should be that I envy you."

The Zhouhou Mansion has many outstanding children, and the bad thing is that the children are all good, and if the resources are not enough, they cannot provide a future for each child, but the Zhouhou Mansion is capable of tossing, and now it has tossed resources for the grandson!

Zhou Shuren said quietly: "I have been in the Ministry of Household for more than ten years."

Li Zhao understood, he can move his position when he is old, but Zhou Shuren can't. The weather has been abnormal these years, and the Ministry of Household must be guarded. Even if the officials in the capital are jealous of Zhou Shuren, they must admit that without Zhou Shuren guarding the Ministry of Household, life will not be long. better.

In the Ministry of Rites, Changyi stepped on the spot and saw the second prince at a glance. He went back to his room and asked people to inquire, knowing that Ji Deming was here.

Changyi thought about it, he thought that Ji Deming would not come today, but after listening to his elder brother yesterday, he felt that Ji Deming would not be so stupid and provocative, didn't the second prince know that the grandson of the Minister of War was in Zhuangzi? Oh, the second prince must know!

Ji Deming was the second prince's valet, and Changyi sneered.

"Who messed with you?"

Changyi, "If you're here, why don't you come to me?"

Master Liu was speechless, "Where do I have errands?"

He spends more time either drinking tea or reading books!

Chang Yi was silent, this one was leaving, "Sit down."

Mr. Liu is in a good mood. Zhangzhou, where his son is located, has a bumper harvest of medicinal materials this year. According to the data reported by the emperor, he has to be transferred from the Ministry of Rites again. The Liu family can be regarded as a happy event.

Changyi touched the cushion behind him, "This leather is really comfortable to lean on."

Only then did Master Liu notice the mat, "I didn't see it yesterday, you just brought it from home?"

"Don't you think this skin looks familiar?"

Master Liu stood up and looked at it carefully, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he sat down while covering his heart, "Stinky boy with his arms turned out."

This is the bear skin, the bear skin sent from the clan, he likes it very much, and thinks about making it into a cloak in a few days, and his son gave it to his future father-in-law.

Changyi snorted inwardly, and asked Lord Liu to show off his eldest son, "Why did you kidnap outside, my father-in-law is also a father."

Master Liu's heart hurts even more, "I haven't gotten married yet!"

"You don't want to recognize this marriage?"

Master Liu felt even more uncomfortable, "I have to go back beforehand."

Today, when he goes back, he won't beat the stinky boy. He is not named Liu. He has a whole piece of leather that was cut out to make a cushion. It's maddening him!

Changyi doesn't care whether his future son-in-law will be beaten or not. Recently, the stinky boy asks Yudie out from time to time, hum!

In the afternoon, at Zhouhou Mansion, Zhulan looked at the fruit on the table, "Why did you bring the fruit back when you went back to your mother's house?"

Lin Qing, "Grandma said that every time I go back to my mother's house, I bring something back home. Grandma is always embarrassed. Grandma knows that there is no shortage of everything at home~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This time I got rare fruit and specially asked me to bring it back to you and grandpa to taste. ."

Zhulan said, "Your grandma is too polite."

In winter, apples and pears are common, and there are oranges. Fruits in the southern part of the capital are very rare. Lin Jiaqing won’t get too many fruits. The basket of fruits on the table is estimated to be more than half of Lin’s.

Lin Qing smiled, "Grandma, the fruit is very sweet when you taste it."

Her husband was not at home, and her mother-in-law was very good to her and did not care about her. She liked to go back to her mother's house very much. She went back many times and her mother-in-law prepared things every time, and she was embarrassed.

Zhulan motioned to Qingxue to share the fruit, "Send a few from each hospital."

Only then did Mrs. Zhao answer, "Mother, keep these for you and Dad, so you don't need to share them with us."

There is not much fruit in total, and the in-laws eat even less.

Zhulan raised her hand, "It's good to have a taste, this thing will get irritated if you eat too much."