Chapter 545: died

In the evening, the dinner at the Zhou Mansion was over, and Zhou Shuren did not come back. The Mansion Government was too busy. Zhou Shuren asked Jin Yan to come back and inform him that he would be able to come back later.

Zhulan changed her clothes and sat beside the bed to protect her son. The little guy was playing while standing beside the bed. Mrs. Song smiled, "Young master is really strong. There are very few children so young who can stand by themselves."

Zhulan held the little tiger's pillow in her hand and teased her son, "Look at him now he can stand or not sit, and when he really leaves, this kid won't be able to move."

Mrs. Song smiled. It was true. However, she just thought that the young master was smart. As long as the little boy is awake, he will tease the little boy to teach him to talk.

Zhulan heard the door open, Zhou Shuren came back, hugged her son in one hand, Zhou Shuren had come in, Zhulan saw Zhou Shuren's exhausted face, "Have you had dinner?"

Zhou Shuren was busy flying in the afternoon, without taking a few sips of tea, he shook his head, "Not yet."

Madam Song went down to prepare, Zhulan watched Zhou Shuren change her clothes, "Is everything arranged?"

Zhou Shuren didn't stop changing clothes, and said with a smile, "Guess it?"

Zhu Lan, "Well, Master Lin was caught. I think only dead people can shut up completely. If you don't arrange it, it's not you."

She guessed it when she heard a store on fire.

Zhou Shuren changed his clothes, waited for Liu Ya to bring hot water to wash his face, and the meal had to wait for a while, Zhou Shuren hugged his son, "Don't think about dad."

The little guy stretched out his hand to grab the beard. Zhou Shuren hurriedly tilted his head. His beard was no longer pretty. "Why does this kid like to grab beards so much?"

"He thought you were playing with him."

Zhou Shuren stared, one did not pay attention, the beard was caught again, and he smirked, "Stop."

The little guy tilted his head, his big grape-like eyes blinked, ahh, he didn't seem to understand, he was anxious, "Father."

Zhulan and Zhou Shuren were both dumbfounded. Zhulan pulled Zhou Shuren's sleeve and said excitedly, "Did you hear that?"

Zhou Shuren, "It doesn't seem to be auditory hallucinations, please call again."

The little guy stretched out his hand and patted his father's face, a little angry, "Father."

Zhou Shuren laughed loudly, "My son will be called Dad, he will be called Dad."

At this moment, my heart is extremely satisfied, my son will call him Dad, and the meaning of this sound of Dad is different from that of a cheap son.

Zhulan was happy that she didn't teach in vain, and was jealous again, pinching her son's face, "Calling mother."

Mingming taught her mother the most, but ended up calling her father. The son always bullies Zhou Shuren, but he still likes Zhou Shuren the most!

The little guy can only call his father, he can't understand his mother's words, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Zhulan hugged her son, "Mother taught you."

Zhou Shuren smirked. When the food came to the table, he ate a bowl of rice more than usual. After he hurriedly finished eating, he hugged his son and didn't let go.

After coaxing the little guy to sleep, Zhou Shuren was too sleepy. Before going to bed, he said to Zhulan, "I will be in Beijing tomorrow, and I will probably stay in the capital for a few days."

Zhulan paused while pulling the quilt, "Don't worry, I will take care of your home, and you will take care of yourself."

Zhou Shuren, "I will live in the rewarded mansion in the capital, and there are all the emperor's people inside, so I will be fine."

Zhulan felt relieved, "En."

Zhou Shuren fell asleep after speaking. Zhulan turned over and reached out to touch Zhou Shuren's face. In this life, Zhou Shuren didn't want to gain weight, and the meat that he had raised with great difficulty has lost weight these days, and said softly, "It's hard work."

The next day, Zhulan woke up early and took out most of the money in the family account that she had prepared for Zhou Shuren herself. I don’t have to bring it, there are still less than 400 taels in the account. Fortunately, this time I don’t have to stay in the palace, and I don’t need to reward the money like last time. Zhulan left the daily necessities for a few days, and the rest are installed. She received a letter yesterday, and Wu Qiu will arrive the day after.

After dinner in the morning, Zhou Shuren coaxed the little guy to call Dad again, and then went to the yamen contentedly.

At the Yamen, Zhou Shuren arrived, Yao Zheyu followed, "Master Zhou, the prisoners have already been put into the prison cart, and the sealed property has been loaded into the cart, and it's time to go."

Zhou Shuren looked at the gesture on Yao Zheyu's hand, "Let's go then."

Zhou Shuren sat in the carriage and looked at Yao Zheyu, who was riding a horse, and sighed in his heart, it's better to be a civil servant, you don't need to be exposed to the cold outside.

The carriage was prepared by Zhulan. The carriage was not only covered with quilts, but also had thick cushions. There were also many water bags filled with hot water in the carriage. The temperature inside the carriage was not only comfortable.

Zhou Shuren lay down comfortably, still the best daughter-in-law.

In the capital, the fifth prince had a headache listening to the crying. He dealt with a few **** in the first half of the night last night. In the second half of the night, he kept worrying about whether he would be implicated. He hadn't rested all night, and the **** woman came back in the morning. Crying, roaring irritably, "Why are you crying, I'm not dead yet, why are you crying for mourning?"

Miss Lin was kneeling outside the door, her lips were blue and her face was pale. She had been kneeling at the door for more than an hour. When she heard the roar, Miss Lin was completely cold. She used to laugh at Second Miss Yao, but it was true When the fifth prince came back, she became the laughing stock of the entire capital. Now that her parents' house was about to be raided, the fifth prince hated herself, how could she help herself now, she was so stupid.

The door of the fifth prince's room opened, Zhang Jinghong's eyes were red, "Go away, don't be an eyesore here, if I were you, I might as well die with you." So as not to occupy the position of the fifth prince's concubine.

Miss Lin smiled miserably, she was really blind, yes, she has never been smart, she stood up staggeringly, she would not die.

Zhang Jinghong stared, "What kind of eyes do you have?"

despise him?

Miss Lin sneered and turned to leave. Zhang Jinghong didn't dare to do anything to herself. The only one who could kill her was the emperor, but she wasn't really stupid. The fifth prince was in trouble, but unfortunately, she didn't know much about what her father did. , I was sad again, my father didn't want her to die if he didn't tell her.

On the way to the capital Zhou Shuren was drowsy, Yao Zheyu rode over, the carriage stopped, Zhou Shuren lifted the curtain of the car, "What happened?"

Yao Zheyu was stunned when he saw the interior of the car. It was too comfortable in the car. He touched his cold, itchy hands and became jealous, "Lord Lin died of poisoning."

Zhou Shuren stretched out his hand and gestured, but said, "Don't touch the corpse, everything will be discussed when you enter Beijing."

Yao Zheyu nodded, "Okay."

Zhou Shuren put down the curtain of the car, his eyes were full of irony, he was really clever, he didn't do anything last night, but he did on the road, but fortunately he kept his backhand. This was because he was afraid that Mr. Lin would have other backhands, but unfortunately there was no backhand. .

At noon, when they arrived in the capital, there were already people waiting at the gate of the capital. Zhou Shuren got off the carriage, and it turned out to be the second prince.

Zhou Shuren greeted him with courtesy, "Wei Chen has seen the second prince."

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