The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

In the early morning of the next day, Zhou Shuren attracted a lot of attention as soon as he arrived at the gate of the palace. The group headed by Mr. Tian seemed to have found a vent. They did not dare to blame the emperor and could only direct their anger at Zhou Shuren.

Zhulan also became the target of Mrs. Tian's hatred, but she couldn't open her mouth to talk about the woman, so she could only go towards Zhou Shuren.

Zhou Shuren didn't lift his eyelids, and directly ignored Mr. Tian and the others.

Mr. Tian's eyes widened, obviously he couldn't believe that he was being ignored, "He, he."

Lord Lin was very close, irony flashed in his eyes, their censors were all quiet, and these people were jumping for joy.

Lord Lin glanced at Zhou Hou, and then at the palace. Their censors knew best that everything was the emperor's intention.

The emperor came up very quickly this morning, and saw the eyes of Mr. Tian and others with impatience.

The emperor, "I rushed to report yesterday. It has been raining in the south recently. I am fortunate and afraid."

All adults understand that they are fortunate that the problem of the dam was discovered last year, and the accelerated construction period has been completed.

The ministers, "The emperor is holy."

The emperor continued to speak, "Zhou Shangshu."

"The minister is here."

"Be prepared for flooding."

Zhou Shuren, "Yes."

I thought to myself that the pharmaceutical factory should be expanded sooner.

The court's response to various disasters has been perfected for many years, and it did not take up too much time, and then talked about other political affairs.

At the end of the morning, the emperor said: "The college will usher in the peak of enrollment, and King Qin has arranged it."

Rong Chuan was already prepared, "Yes."

Mr. Tian still wanted to speak, but was swept away by the emperor's eyes, his voice stuck in his throat, and his face turned red.

In the next morning, Shuren waited for Rong Chuan to go together. Today, the emperor will bring new students to school, which has already made the conclusion of the coffin, and no one should be beeping.

Zhou Shuren sneered in his heart, some people really treat themselves as dishes, the imperial power in the hands of the emperor has reached its peak, if it doesn't happen, it just doesn't want to chill the hearts of courtiers, and the emperor will not be used to anyone if it annoys the emperor.

Rong Chuan, "Father."

A father's voice was particularly clear and crisp. He was obviously his father-in-law, but King Qin liked to call him father.

Even if Lord Wei had heard it many times, he couldn't help but feel that Zhou Hou was like a father in the eyes of King Qin.

Zhou Shuren said to Rong Chuan, "your mother sent you a letter yesterday, what do you think?"

Rong Chuan said: "I went to the Chen patriarch's house when I left the palace, and I had already sent someone to inform me yesterday."

Zhou Shuren thought that the emperor must have sent a message to Rong Chuan, "Well, you don't need to be polite then."

Rong Chuan nodded with a smile, and the emperor said the same thing, "En."

It was rare for King Qi to go to court in the morning, and as soon as he approached, he heard these words, "..."

In Zhoujiacun, Changzhong got up early to practice martial arts. He likes swords. He can practice his skills since he was a child.

The servant waited for the young master to finish his martial arts, and took the handkerchief to take the sword, "Young master, do you want to have breakfast?"

Changzhong wiped the sweat from his forehead, "What's for breakfast?"

"Your favorite little wontons." Gu

"eat first."

Changzhong's breakfast is not as extravagant as rumored. His breakfast is very simple. This habit comes from his parents, and people come to the door after breakfast.

Chang Zhong knew who was coming, so he frowned and said, "Please come in."

Four people walked in, two of them were members of the Ming family. Both of them were going to participate in the autumn festival this year, and they were not too young, already in their thirties.

The other two, one is Young Master Hu, who he dislikes, and the other is not too young.

The two clansmen are also called Uncle Chang Zhong when they are old.

Changzhong pointed to the chair, "All sit."

The two clansmen did not dare to make trouble. It was the first time they came to Zhaizi. They had met Uncle Chang Zhong in clan studies before.

Changzhong asked the clan, "You came here but have questions?"

The two were embarrassed. They took out the written article from their arms, and one of them said, "Yesterday, my uncle pointed out the inadequacy of my two-person article in the family study. I wrote it again last night and asked my uncle for advice today."

Changzhong likes to go to ethnic studies to teach classes. Sometimes he teaches the enlightenment class, and sometimes he is a scholar. Speaking of ethnic studies, it is famous for having a scholar class. The subject sent back.

In the beginning, my father gave one or two questions every year. Later, when I was too busy, I gave it to the fourth brother, and slowly kept it up. There was not more than one set of questions a year. After the jinshi of the clan, he would also give one every year. The set of questions is sent back to Ethnology.

A person's secret is a secret, and the more people know, the more it is not a secret, and then it spreads. Unfortunately, the Zhou Clan Academy of Scholars does not accept foreigners.

The Li family and the Dong family didn't have this chance either. Of course, if they really needed help, they would ask Big Brother Hou and Big Three for help.

Dad believes that rules are rules, and no matter who breaks the rules, they become decorations.

Changzhong thought a lot in his mind, and while he was flipping through the two articles, the articles were not very long, each about 600 words. There are typos and inappropriate citations. He has a high vision. "If it is at this level, I still need some enthusiasm. In this way, I have recently asked more topics and quoted more."

The two thanked them in surprise, "Thank you, uncle."

Just seeing the typo, the two of them blushed again, "We will be more careful when we go back."

Chang Zhong felt desolately, "I also made a typo before."

Then it was repaired severely, and now it's very miserable in retrospect.

Chang Zhong turned his head and asked, "What's the matter with the two of you?"

After Mr. Hu passed the Xiucai, he wanted to take the examination. Although the Xiucai brought some changes to the family, it was not enough. He was not a high-ranking scholar and could not enter the official school. After consulting the talent, he knew that he lacked a lot and had no famous teachers. Finally, he thought of Zhou clanology. .

Hu Gongzi stood up and greeted him, "It's not easy for a poor family, and I want to serve the imperial court, but I feel deeply inadequate. I heard that the Zhou clan has exam questions, so I have the cheek to ask for some advice."

Changzhong, "..."

The children of the two clans, "..."

The face is really big, I also asked for one or two, bah, obviously greedy people learn the test questions.

Liu Xiucai, who came with Hu Gongzi, was dumbfounded and blushed, "I'm not, I don't."

The Zhou clan has long stated that it is only for the clan, and no one can say anything. It is a great righteousness for the Zhou clan to open the study.

Hu Gongzi continued: "I know the rules of the clan, I have not married, and I am willing to join the family."

Changzhong just drank the tea in his mouth and swallowed it. Fortunately, he saw a lot of wind and waves. It was all trivial. He calmly put down the teacup, "Joining my Zhou family?"

Hu Gongzi Menqing didn't pay anything and didn't want to join the Zhou clan, so after thinking about it, joining the family was his way, "Yes."