Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!
Chapter 1122: Boss Zhou is About to Get Beaten Up

Chapter 1122: Chapter 1122: Boss Zhou is About to Get Beaten Up

Zhulan saw the future’s glint of knives and bloodshed, wondering if the Crown Prince would perform better than the Emperor as she withdrew her gaze, "Mother is looking into the future."

Currently, the only reason the Crown Prince and the princes are so peaceful is due to the Emperor’s extensive involvement. Without external enemies and the Emperor’s need for his sons to unite, the relationships among the Crown Prince and princes wouldn’t be as they are now.

Zhulan thought about how, without her and Zhou Shuren, the Emperor, even if he realized it, wouldn’t be fully prepared. She vividly remembered that Shi Qing died due to a struggle for power, and this thought brought her great joy; their wings had truly hardened, changing the fates of many.

Xue Han didn’t understand why her mother was joyous again and whispered, "Mother, I too want to build a greenhouse."

Zhulan knew that the property with the hot springs grew some greens, but only in small quantities, not enough even for personal supply. The Zhou family had tried greenhouses with little success in yield. She had considered soilless cultivation, but chose not to mention it because firstly, she had no experience with it, and secondly, she didn’t want to attract more attention to the Zhou family, which was already conspicuous enough.

Zhulan asked, "You also want to grow flowers?"

Xue Han smiled and nodded, "Mhm."

Zhulan sighed deeply about social classes, how distinct they were in ancient times. Commoners struggled during winter, while the privileged built expensive glass greenhouses to grow flowers, "Liu Li is hard to get."

The Imperial court’s production was not large; all officials had to queue regardless of their rank.

Xue Han also knew that to protect the domestic Liu Li, the import tax on foreign Liu Li was very high, forcing foreign merchants to raise prices slightly above the Imperial court’s Liu Li, which was also strictly regulated in quantity, making it very hard to obtain.

Xue Han remarked, "I wonder when the Imperial court’s Liu Li production will increase."

Zhulan remained silent. Before, Zhou Shuren would sometimes discuss the Ministry of Works on its behalf, but now, he wanted only to manage his own affairs. As long as the Ministry of Works did not delay the Silver, and as for research, he dared not mention it.

Especially since his mother-in-law came from the prestigious Rong family, he and his wife agreed never to do anything outlandish; they’d keep their mouths shut and live quietly.

At the Ministry of Revenue, Ran Zheng, having lost his position, could not enter and had to invite Zhou Shuren for tea outside. Sitting down, Zhou Shuren immediately said, "My granddaughter’s marriage has already been arranged."

Meaning if it was for his granddaughter, don’t bother asking; he was not bound by ancient ideologies, being quite open-minded at times. As an orphan, he didn’t value face as much—what truly mattered was happiness.

Ran Zheng smiled, "I came to talk about Mingyun."

Zhou Shuren puzzled, "What’s happened to Mingyun?"

His eldest grandson was doing well. Yes, he was particularly proud of him. Although his grandson always had a stern face, he was clever, clever like him.

Ran Zheng frowned, "Do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know? Mingyun has not had peace by his side these days."

Zhou Shuren thought to himself, if he, the grandfather, wasn’t worried, why was Ran Zheng so anxious? "The boy knows what he’s doing; it’s good for a child to gain more experience."

He even instructed Qing Feng by Mingyun’s side not to interfere—what an excellent opportunity it was for training. His grandson had grown up in a blessed environment and lacked experience. If someone offered a sharpening stone, stopping him would only harm his grandson.

Seeing Ran Zheng’s disapproval, Zhou Shuren remarked, "You can’t protect the child too much; we will eventually have to leave before them. A sapling can’t grow straight without facing storms."

Ran Zheng twitched his lips slightly, "You aren’t afraid it might capsize?"

His eldest grandson was paramount, especially since Zhou Mingyun was betrothed to his own granddaughter. That kinship was of great importance to him.

Zhou Shuren grimaced, Ran Zheng was generally good, but he overprotected his sons and grandsons, "This year, the Emperor gave me a few people; I placed one by Mingyun."

Ran Zheng was stupefied, at a loss for words. Probably in the entire Imperial court, only Zhou Shuren was not shy about relying on the Emperor’s men, "Aren’t you afraid?"

Zhou Shuren sipped his tea, "With no ill intentions in my heart, what should I be afraid of?"

He had no intention of rebelling and was not good at taking sides; life at his estate was simple and transparent, truly nothing to fear.

Zhulan had left the Crown Prince’s estate. Instead of going home, she went to the jewelry shop, wanting to add several pieces of jewelry for the family’s granddaughter in the new year.

Upon arriving at the jewelry shop, she coincidentally met Yao Yao and Shi Qing, who was holding a child in his arms.

"This is Shi Qing’s son," Zhulan said with a smile. "This is the first time I’ve seen him since he was born."

The little baby’s face was very pale, making him look somewhat frail, but there were many children in the family. Zhulan looked into the child’s eyes and smiled, her predictions confirmed.

Shi Qing patted his restless son, having already tried his best to avoid acquaintances. Meeting with the Zhou family was indeed fated, "This child has been frail since birth, and today he is out to see the doctor."

Zhulan could smell the medicine. Shi Qing was really playing his part well, nodding her head, "Little children are fragile, they indeed need good care."

She then added, "This child has grown very nicely, especially his eyes."

Shi Qing didn’t want to admit it but couldn’t deny that his father was more handsome than him, especially his eyes. His eyes were like his mother’s, but his son seemed to have inherited his grandfather’s looks, "This child takes after my father’s appearance."

Zhulan hummed in response, and Shi Qing quickly left, obviously afraid that the child might give something away in her presence. After choosing the jewelry, Zhulan also left.

On the way back home, Zhulan closed her eyes to rest. The snowfall intensified, and listening to the sound of the snowfall was somewhat hypnotic, making the warm carriage feel sleepy.

Zhulan dreamed. She had come to ancient times and had never dreamed of the modern world before. Suddenly, she was immersed in the dream, seeing skyscrapers and walking through familiar streets, reluctant to wake up.

She had no idea that outside, there was complete chaos. When the carriage arrived home, Zhulan didn’t wake up. Nanny Song called out a few times and pushed her a bit, but she remained asleep.

This frightened Qing Xue and Nanny Song terribly; they thought she might have been poisoned and hurriedly went to fetch the Imperial Physician.

When Zhulan’s dream ended, she was startled to find the room full of people, and the Imperial Physician let out a breath, "I told you, she was just asleep."

Zhulan chuckled, "I was just sleeping deeply."

She could still distinguish dreams from reality.

Zhou Mingyun politely requested the Imperial Physician, "Please, have a look at her."

The Imperial Physician was somewhat reluctant, feeling his medical skills were being doubted. However, seeing that the Zhou family was very anxious, he checked her pulse again, "The lady has been well taken care of; she is very healthy."

Lady Li couldn’t help asking, "Then why couldn’t we wake her up just now?"

The Imperial Physician replied, "She was sleeping deeply."

Could Zhulan admit it was because of the dream, and because the sound of the falling snow was hypnotic, that she had slept so soundly? "It’s alright. I’m fine. Everyone, please go disperse."

Nanny Song bowed her head, "It is all this old servant’s fault."

Zhulan understood why she hadn’t awoken, "You were worried about me, so you were in a hurry."

It was because they were overly nervous and didn’t dare touch her that they hadn’t realized she was alright.

Zhou Mingyun slapped his forehead, "Oh no, I’ve already sent a letter to father."

Zhulan said, "Quick, go catch it back."

Zhou Mingyun ran off immediately, he really had to be fast, for if father returned, he would definitely be in trouble. This time, he really would be punished!