Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!
Chapter 505 Cunning_1

Chapter 505: Chapter 505 Cunning_1

Zhou Shuren, "...."

My son, the law code is very thick. Leaving aside how long it would take you to imitate it, he just felt that this youngster would ruin his own marriage.

The expressions of the three elders were odd. All three of them were thoroughly convinced, feeling a deep sense of fear in their hearts. This youngster had an incredibly strong natural offensive power. They were scared, truly scared.

Zhou Shuren closed his eyes and pointed towards the door, "Go out."

Chang Zhi opened his mouth but dared not talk back, feeling that he would be scolded if he spoke again. He left with frequent backward glances, full of regret. Had he known, he would have memorized the law code and wouldn’t have needed to borrow it from his father.

The elder brothers silently followed him out, quietly distancing themselves from Chang Zhi. As soon as they parted ways, they quickly raced away.

Chang Zhi stopped in his tracks, "Why do my brothers seem to be afraid of me?"

Qi Mo, with his head bowed, thought to himself, My lord, you don’t realize at all how strong your abilities are. He pitied the Magistrate for falling into the Fourth Master’s trap. Seeing the Fourth Master waiting for his reply, he mustered the courage to say, "The elder brothers must have had things to do."

Chang Zhi nodded, "Probably so."

Qi Mo, "....."

In the main courtyard, Zhou Shuren returned to Zhulan and recounted what Chang Zhi had said. Zhulan was stunned for a moment, then bent over laughing. She quickly stopped smiling, stood up and said to Nanny Song, "Go tell the Fourth Master if he dares act recklessly again, I will pawn him off. Also, tell him not to borrow any silver and to stay at home obediently."

Nanny Song pressed down the smile at the corner of her mouth, "Yes."

Zhulan successfully sent Nanny Song away then asked Zhou Shuren, "Is there something on your mind?"

Zhou Shuren hummed in affirmation and spoke of Chang Yi’s affairs, "It looks like there are quite a few people in Jinzhou Province connected to unauthorized fishing. It is a complete chain. I need to thoroughly investigate this matter."

Zhulan, still feeling alarmed, said, "We were lucky you guessed it today. Otherwise, given Chang Yi’s temperament, he would have easily fallen into the trap. Currently, Chang Yi’s mind is entirely focused on acquiring more property."

Zhou Shuren also felt a sense of fear, "Today, we were indeed fortunate to have received the headdress from the Magistrate."

Zhulan gritted her teeth, "The people behind this are so cunning. In fact, the Xu family’s use of Lady Li was simply to distract us. Their real target is Chang Yi. They knew we would notice the Xu family. It seems they understand our family very well."

Zhou Shuren’s expression darkened. He had prided himself on his caution, confidently managing the entire Zhou family, but today he felt like he had been fiercely slapped, "No matter who it is, I will find them."

He would absolutely send them to the afterlife. From the moment they started plotting against the Zhou family, they were doomed. He could not afford to be passive. No, at this point, the more he held back, the faster he would die. The barefooted are not afraid of those with shoes. If he gave the opponent a good beating, instilling fear, they might no longer dare to reach out with their claws.

Zhulan glanced at Zhou Shuren. This time, the people behind the scenes wanted the lives of the entire Zhou household. Had there not been the birth of a son, Zhou Shuren wouldn’t have been so furious because he, like her, had no sense of belonging, always in a state of limbo. But with his own flesh and blood, it was different; that was his weak spot.

As for their own lives, Zhou Shuren didn’t say it out loud, but she knew that he shared the same thought as her, holding onto the possibility of returning to the modern era if they died.

This time, Zhou Shuren was truly enraged. This was nothing like the previous time when Chang Zhi was schemed against. Last time, Zhou Shuren knew where to draw the line. This time, it was a dead end.

Zhou Shuren waited for Nanny Song to return. After some consideration, he got up and left.

That evening, Zhou Shuren finally told Zhulan that he had written a letter to Wu Chun, and this time he wasn’t asking for martial house servants but for some desperadoes that Wu Chun had met while escorting valuables, faces that would not be easily recognized.

Zhulan lowered her voice, "Are you thinking of investigating the nearby islands?"

Zhou Shuren rested his head on his hands, "Hmm, how much silver do we still have at home?"

Zhulan replied, "Less than ten thousand taels."

Zhou Shuren calculated, "Give me five thousand taels then."

Zhulan, "Alright."

Zhou Shuren, with his eyes closed, mulled over the letter he had sent earlier that day—it must have reached the Emperor by now.

Zhulan, embracing her son, calculated the finances. With five thousand taels gone, the remaining silver needed to cover the wedding expenses and the household expenditures.

This year, the newly invested fishery would not bring any returns, and more silver would have to be invested.

This year’s income included the earnings from the two family estates back home, the orchards in Lizhou Prefecture City, the shops and estates in Jingzhou. Fortunately, despite lesser rainfall this year, Lizhou Prefecture City did not experience a drought. Thanks to the reservoirs that Zhou Shuren had built, there was no water shortage, and the orchard in Lizhou still brought in significant revenue.

Zhulan mentally tallied it up—the yearly income wasn’t small, but the expenditures were also hefty, including several gold-guzzling scholars in the house.

In the Palace, the Emperor had not yet rested. The entire hall was lit with numerous candles, casting bright illumination. The Emperor sat in silence, the document in his hand already burnt to ashes, unmoving.

Eunuch Liu was well aware of the situation. This was an urgent piece of news, and from the delivery, he knew who had sent it. His heart was in his throat, uncertain what Zhou Shuren had done to cause the Emperor to sit in silence for so long, his own heart unsettled.

The Emperor moved his neck, which had grown stiff from reading Zhezi all day. He stood up to walk around, although his mind did not stop working. He was curious what matter required desperadoes, and quite a number of them, as requested by Zhou Shuren.

The Emperor’s mind raced, knowing that aside from the Crown Prince, his second to fourth sons had their attention on the fifth son. A lot of information had spread that day. Thinking of the fourth son, the Emperor sneered internally. That was ruthless indeed, just too bad that it was excessively so.