Zhou Man sat on the edge of the couch and waved to her, "Mingda and I have brought you some things. It just takes a few days to get to the capital. Then you can go to my house to get them."
Chang Yu walked over and sat next to her, sighed and nodded, "Okay."
Zhou Man stretched out his hand to hold her hand, "Don't be too sad. The Wei Mansion still wants you to host it, right?"
Chang Yu nodded, "My mother-in-law and my consort are both sad. I am in charge of things here now."
She sighed: "Actually, everyone in the family has been mentally prepared for a long time. I won't hide it from you. Earlier you said that my father-in-law was in poor health and was at the end of his strength. At that time, the family started to make preparations. It only took three years for us to make preparations.
I thought it might take longer, but he fell ill a year ago and it has been more than half a year now. His health has been good and bad. When he is good, he can handle official duties, but when he is bad, he cannot even get out of bed. So what should be done at home?
All preparations have been made.”
"But I'm prepared, but I still can't accept it in my heart." Chang Yu felt that he was okay. Although he was a little sad, he could accept it, but Wei Yu and Mrs. Wei obviously couldn't.
Chang Yu held Zhou Man's hand tightly, stared at her and asked, "Man Bao, is his illness really incurable?"
Zhou Man analyzed the effect of the medicine on Wei Zhi's pulse and shook his head, "We doctors have diseases that can be cured, but there are also diseases that cannot be cured. Mr. Wei now belongs to the type that cannot be cured, let alone us.
, even a god can’t save him.”
She said: "Three years ago, if Mr. Wei was willing to listen to me, put down his official duties, and relax and take care of his body, he might have been able to delay for five, six, seven, eight years. But these three years, he has been busy with state affairs and has devoted all his energy to thinking about it.
, the loss is huge, even if I have the skills to save it, I can’t save it.”
Chang Yu was silent for a moment, "I'm going to have a lot of work for you in the next few days. You just returned to Beijing, so you must be tired. You should rest now. By the way, do you want to send someone back to your house to get some things? I'm afraid you won't need them.
If you are used to the things here, or if you are missing something, tell me, and I will have someone open the warehouse to add it to you."
Zhou Man was amazed, "Oh my God, Changyu, you are so considerate."
Changyu: "...I am already a mother."
"Then you can help me bring the cakes. She knows what to bring."
Chang Yu agreed and sent someone to order Western cakes from Zhou's house.
Mr. Wei couldn't live without anyone here, and Zhou Man had to take time to go to the palace to answer questions, so he basically couldn't go home. Therefore, although Zhou Man went home, the Zhou family could not see Zhou Man yet.
On the fourth day of Wei Zhi's acupuncture, the other two sons of the Wei family arrived with their wives and children. At the same time, Zhou Lizhong also entered Beijing.
As soon as he entered Beijing, he was taken to the palace and could not even return home.
He stood nervously in front of the Tai Chi Hall and stroked his sleeves vigorously, trying to smooth out the wrinkles. But he had been on the road these days and was dusty, so he had been wearing these clothes for three days.
Zhou Lizhong felt a little regretful. After entering Beijing, he should have asked him to go home to wash up and change clothes. He remembered that when his sister-in-law came back from a business trip, as long as it was not a particularly urgent errand, she would wash up first before entering the palace...
When Zhou Lizhong was lowering his head in regret, he suddenly heard a chamberlain reminding him in a low voice: "Master Zhou is here."
Zhou Lizhong immediately turned his head and looked down, and saw in the distance, his sister-in-law was climbing up the steps with her official robe. The sunlight shone on her, making her whole body shine, and even the sunlight seemed to be broken into pieces.
Zhou Man walked up the steps and looked up to see Zhou Lizhong waiting at the door. He smiled, stepped forward and asked, "When did you enter Beijing?"
Zhou Lizhong felt relieved and exhaled: "An hour ago? I was brought into the palace as soon as I entered the capital."
Zhou Lizhong had never entered the imperial palace, so he was so nervous from beginning to end that he couldn't notice the passage of time.
Zhou Man nodded and said to the chamberlain: "Please report to your majesty that we are here."
The internal waiter hurriedly went in to report. After a while, Gu Zhong came out in person, bowed and said with a smile: "Master Zhou, your majesty invites you two to come in."
Zhou Man took Zhou Lizhong to follow him and asked Gu Zhong in a low voice, "Are there many people in the house?"
Gu Zhong also lowered his voice, "All the adults are here."
Zhou Man knew it in his heart, so he turned around and said to Zhou Lizhong: "In a moment, your Majesty will answer whatever you ask. Listen more and talk less."
Zhou Lizhong: "Yes."
The emperor was holding a small court meeting, so all the important ministers in the court were there, and the proceedings had just come to an end.
Zhou Man led Zhou Lizhong forward to pay homage to the emperor.
The emperor waved his hand and said: "Get back on your feet."
"Are you Zhou Lizhong? Raise your head and let me take a look."
He took a closer look at Zhou Lizhong. Although he was a bit dark, he was very energetic. His face was angular, yet handsome.
He looked at Zhou Lizhong, then turned to look at Zhou Man who couldn't help but look up at him out of curiosity, and couldn't help but laugh, "There are similarities between your aunt and nephew's eyebrows. I heard someone say,
Do you have any very good-looking people in your ancestors?"
Zhou Man thought for a while and then said: "My great-grandmother and grandmother?"
The emperor waved his hand and didn't care too much about this, but he still liked good-looking people, so he encouraged Zhou Lizhong, "With your appearance, you can study and take the exam. As long as you can pass the Ming Jing exam, you will have a bright future."
Lord Tang couldn't help coughing heavily when he saw the emperor's upright appearance.
Seeing the embarrassment on Zhou Lizhong's face, Zhou Man's face turned red and he didn't know how to reply, so he said on his behalf: "Your Majesty, he has no intention of taking the imperial examination. You'd better not embarrass him."
"Although you are good at studying, you are not bad at other professions. With 360 professions, you will be number one in any profession. If you farm well, won't you also be able to contribute to the country and the people?"
The emperor lowered his eyes and thought, "The number one scholar in three hundred and sixty lines? This is quite new."
Isn’t this true?
In which storybook did she see that?
Zhou Man swallowed his saliva and quickly changed the subject: "Your Majesty summoned us for the purpose of new rice seeds?"
"Yes," the emperor came back to his senses, nodded and said, "This matter is important. I heard Mr. Zhuang say that the Zhou family has experimental data recorded in their hands?"
Zhou Lizhong nodded repeatedly, took out two booklets from his sleeves, two more from his waist, and two more from his boots...
Zhou Man:……
The emperor and ministers:...
Zhou Lizhong raised the six books he took out above his head and presented them to them.
Gu Zhong was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward to take it and presented it to the emperor.
Zhou Man couldn't hold it back and asked Zhou Lizhong quietly, "Why are you stuffing it in your boots?"
Everyone pricked up their ears and listened.
Zhou Lizhong whispered: "They said you can't bring foreign objects into the palace, so I had to carry them with me."
Everyone:...Isn’t it considered a foreign object if you carry it on your body?
The emperor's forehead twitched and he began to open the book. After a while, he asked, "Which one is the latest?"
Zhou Lizhong hurriedly replied, "The one marked with the number eight."
The emperor took it out and asked: "There are only six books here, why are they marked with the number eight?"
"Because I still haven't brought two copies with me."
Is it because he can't guess it? The emperor slandered without asking.