Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!
Chapter 929: Don’t Want to Know Any News

Chapter 929: Chapter 929: Don’t Want to Know Any News

The doctor arrived quickly, the one the Zhou family always used, and upon reaching the capital, it was natural to thoroughly check on the doctor they used for themselves.

Only after the doctor had examined her did Zhulan feel relieved. Wu Ning was a bit weak, but the child was fine. She had truly been worried; Wu Ning was too young, and any issues with the child would have been too damaging to her health, to say nothing of the toll that childbirth took on the body as well.

Wu Ning also felt a wave of fear after the fact, lying on the small heated brick bed, "I originally planned on waiting until the child was three months old before entering the capital, but my eldest brother is getting married, and so is my second brother. As a woman of the family, I wanted to come and help out."

She was already married off, and for her own brothers’ marital arrangements, she couldn’t always trouble her aunt; she could help out quite a bit.

Zhulan tucked the blanket around Wu Ning, "You’ll stay here for the next couple of days. Once you’ve recovered a bit more, you can go back to the Wu family."

Wu Ning had no choice, she didn’t plan to stay. She first met up with her two brothers from Jinzhou Province, and then they all came to the capital together. Now that her brothers knew she was okay, they had already returned to their home in the capital, but she had stayed behind, "Auntie, I can take care of myself."

Zhulan insisted, "You need to rest and recover properly now, this pregnancy needs to be well-nourished."

Wu Ning didn’t dare to counter her stern aunt and could only obediently agree, "I’m sorry to trouble you, Auntie."

Only then did Zhulan show a smile, "If you can’t eat your rice, try some of the pickles your sister-in-law made later to see if they can whet your appetite."

With many children being born in the family and numerous pregnant women, their cravings were strange. Lady Li’s pickles were something Su Xuan had really enjoyed during her pregnancy, and she had to have them with every meal.

Wu Ning smiled, "The pickles sister-in-law makes are delicious."

She had also tried making some herself but couldn’t match her sister-in-law’s cooking. Since she didn’t make much, it was all gone before winter had ended, and now she found herself missing it.

Zhulan returned to the main courtyard. The water maid came over; Shen Xing’s wedding was in two days, and the water maid needed to leave the residence today. Zhulan gave a few instructions and then had a young servant drive the carriage to take the water maid there.

At the Jiang family, Xue Mei looked at her in-laws, "Father, Mother, just be frank and say what you want."

They had been sitting in silence in front of her for the duration of a cup of tea, and she was losing patience.

Old Master Jiang took out a silver note, "Your mother and I discussed it and want to take out a hundred Silver Coins to send back to our hometown, and give another hundred to you and your husband. You two have taken care of us these past years. With the remaining silver, your mother and I want to exchange it all for land."

He had originally moved in with his youngest son without shame, and now, without shame, he had followed him to the capital. He wanted to see the future of the Jiang family. He had not shied away from reprimanding his eldest son these past few years. Selfish he might be, but he was clear about everything in his mind.

Xue Mei breathed a sigh of relief, feeling more at peace with her father-in-law’s arrangement, but said, "Father, taking care of you is our duty. Please take this hundred Silver Coins back."

She wasn’t happy when her in-laws came initially. She wasn’t a saint, but she had no choice. No matter how the family split, as long as they were her true parents, she had to show filial piety. Their household was the only one in the entire Jiang family with a scholar, so she endured. Fortunately, the old couple had their limits; she couldn’t accept the Silver Coin, as it would make her feel more at ease if her in-laws felt a sense of guilt.

Old Master Jiang wasn’t aware of all the twists and turns in his daughter-in-law’s mind, "You must accept this silver. It’s not just for you, but for Jiang Zhu as well. The Academy, the costs of books, brushes, ink, and paper all require Silver Coin."

Since arriving in the capital, he had talked a lot with his eldest grandson, asking about his daily paper usage. He even specifically went to the paper shop to inquire about prices, and the more he knew, the more he realized how much his family had benefited from his daughter-in-law’s family.

His eldest grandson carried the Jiang family name, and he was the one who should be providing the silver. Initially given to his daughter-in-law, it was nonetheless intended for his grandson.

Xue Mei looked at the silver note. She knew if she didn’t accept it, given her father-in-law’s stubbornness, he wouldn’t give up. She actually felt quite pleased that her father-in-law sought her out first, rather than telling her husband, "Then I will accept it on behalf of Jiang Zhu."

Old Master Jiang smiled broadly, "Good, good."

In the afternoon, Yao Zheyu had been waiting outside the Ministry of Revenue for over an hour when he finally saw Director Zhou, "Director Zhou."

Zhou Shuren raised an eyebrow at Yao Zheyu’s official attire. Yao Zheyu had finished his hundred days of leave and had not yet returned to the Ministry of War, but now he was in his official uniform, "Has Director Yao returned to report back to the Ministry of War?"

Yao Zheyu touched his official uniform, "Yes, I reported back today and will return to the Ministry of War tomorrow."

Zhou Shuren could feel Yao Zhe Yu’s delight. Every man wants to have his own career, and Yao Zhe Yu is ambitious, too bad he has a father who’s a bold and audacious adventurer. "Princely Heir was waiting for this official at the entrance of the Ministry of Revenue, is there something amiss?"

Yao Zhe Yu greeted him and said, "I’ve reserved drinks at the tavern, so I specially came to invite Your Excellency to honor us with your presence."

Zhou Shuren’s mind stirred, Shi Qing and Yao Wenqi were growing closer, but then he dismissed the thought; the Emperor had already pointed out what he wished to hear, and he felt it was better not to have too much interaction with the Yao Hou Residence.

Jinyan stepped forward upon seeing that his master did not respond immediately. "My lord, Miss Wu Ning has arrived in the capital, and the mistress awaits your return."

Zhou Shuren spread his hands, "I really am sorry, my dear daughter has returned home, and my wife is waiting for me to return."

Having nurtured Wu Ning for many years, even if she wasn’t his daughter, she was like one, so what he said was not wrong.

Yao Zhe Yu thought that after his last visit to see Lord Zhou, Lord Zhou would accept his invitation. Looking at it now, it seemed to have no effect whatsoever, "The lord is busy, I can only ask you again next time."

Zhou Shuren nodded with a smile but did not verbally agree.

Yao Zhe Yu watched Zhou Shuren leave, clenched his fist, and felt stifled inside, calling him an old fox in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, four days had passed. Shen Xing got married and moved out, and Zhulan also took a matchmaker to propose marriage to the Song family, and the birthdays of Wu Ming and Miss Song were quite suitable.

Zhulan was clear in her heart that Wu Ming would not spend too much of his life on love. What he needed was just a wife, a suitable wife. Such a person’s thoughts are focused on their career.

After the proposal, the remaining procedures advanced quickly, and the wedding date was set seven days later.

Wu Yong was busy with spring plowing, and Wu Ming’s chosen date was half a month earlier.

The Song family had no objections, especially after meeting Wu Ming. They were even less inclined to object, and of course, the happiest was the head of the Song family. As for Miss Song, Zhulan had no idea.

Today, the Emperor kept Zhou Shuren behind again, to which Zhou Shuren felt it was a bad habit. He wasn’t a tool person for venting pressure. Facing the Emperor could make his heart pound and it was just too tiring.

The Emperor, on the contrary, liked talking with Zhou Shuren. The Emperor was human, too, and he felt that it was rather pleasant talking with Zhou Shuren last time. A proper chat seemed rather nice; at least it could relieve some of his negative emotions.

Zhou Shuren had been drinking tea for a while now, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Eunuch Liu. Eunuch Liu clearly saw him but pretended not to.

The Emperor finally looked away from the map he was drafting, "Come take a look. This is the newly drawn coastline map."

Zhou Shuren had noticed it long ago. When it came to maps, his memory was profound; even after many years in ancient times, the modern maps were still in his mind. Of course, he could draw the world map if he tried, but certainly not in detail.

The distances between islands on the current map in front of him might have deviations but were nonetheless very detailed.

The Emperor sighed, "We have quite a few islands around us."

Zhou Shuren did not want to speak. Coastlines, the Navy; after thinking a bit, he said, "This subject is ignorant on these matters."

Yeah, and he wouldn’t understand in the future either. Incomprehensible, incomprehensible!

The Emperor didn’t continue and carefully rolled up the detailed coastline map with great significance. While rolling it up, he said, "Tomorrow."

After uttering two words, the Emperor went silent again.

Zhou Shuren felt no anxiety or impatience, only relief that nothing more was said. He didn’t want to know any news, none at all!