Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!
Chapter 945 Speculation

Chapter 945: Chapter 945 Speculation

Zhou Shuren stared at the fishing rod, "That’s because you have a poor memory. That’s no good, you’re still so young, but your memory is showing signs of decline. You must pay more attention to rest."

Wong Ju spat, "I’m in good health. Anyway, isn’t that boy of yours at the age for marriage? Has he been betrothed yet?"

Zhou Shuren turned his head, "I’ve noticed you seem quite fond of playing matchmaker."

Wong Ju did have such intentions, as there were quite a few unmarried women within the Wong Clan, "I’m just trying to help you out here."

Zhou Shuren glanced at Wong Ju sideways, "Don’t even think about it, the engagement is already settled."

Wong Ju inwardly thought it a pity. Then his fishing rod moved, and upon pulling it up, he smiled with his mouth agape, "I caught the first one, and it’s not a small fish either."

Zhou Shuren stared intently at his own fishing rod, motionless. He huffed, and after Wong Ju finished showing off, Zhou Shuren then asked, "Did Mr. Wong ever mention where he’s planning to send you?"

Wong Ju plucked a blade of grass, "The Ministry of Rites isn’t bad."

Now that the Tao family has been cleared out of the Ministry of Rites, it was a good place for him to make his departure. In his father’s words, as long as he was capable enough, the Ministry of Rites would be the best stepping stone; speaking of which, he also had to thank his uncle for courting disaster, or else he really wouldn’t have been able to enter the Ministry of Rites.

Zhou Shuren nodded, this was more or less what he had guessed. After Wong Ju entered the Ministry of Rites, he would need to accrue seniority, but Wu Ming wouldn’t stay in the Ministry of Rites for long. Thinking of Wu Ming, Zhou Shuren’s thoughts drifted.

Wong Ju’s gaze landed on the fences by the lakeside, "The fence by the lake is as tall as me, why is it built so high?"

He was half a head taller than Zhou Shuren and it was his first time seeing a fence built so high.

Zhou Shuren snapped back to the present, "My wife said that the lakeside and rockery are the places where accidents in the inner yard happen most frequently. To avoid mishaps during banquets, it is better to cut off the problem at its root. You see, with it so tall, it’s even hard to fall into the lake if you wanted to."

Wong Ju’s mouth twitched, and he thought again about the fourth young master Zhou who had also fallen into the lake.

Zhou Shuren continued, "Look at the material of the fence, it’s all the sturdiest stuff, absolutely impossible to knock down."

Wong Ju choked on his tea, "Is your estate really that afraid someone will fall into the lake?"

Zhou Shuren looked disdainful, "You expect me to believe your estate isn’t afraid?"

Wong Ju was lost for words. Alright, he was afraid too. Once, an incident had occurred at a Wong family banquet that had no connection with the Wongs, but since it happened at the Wong estate, they also ended up in a lot of trouble.

Wong Ju looked at the tall fence and thought that the Wong family could also build one just as high!

In the garden, Yushuang coughed, to which Yu Lu helplessly responded, "Elder sister, if your throat isn’t comfortable, why not have the doctor take a look?"

Yushuang glared, "For whom do you think I’m doing this? You’re hiding here, yet Wong Wei has looked over several times. If you really don’t want to meet him, we should just go back to our courtyard. Why bother staying out here in the sun?"

Yu Lu clutched the handkerchief in her hand tightly, "Sister, keep your voice down, please."

Yushuang huffed, "I know what I’m doing, rest assured, they can’t hear us."

Yu Lu kept her head down and continued to fiddle with the petals, "I’m embarrassed."

Her grandmother had said yesterday that Wong Wei would be coming, and it was her grandfather who had specifically mentioned it. She knew that Wong Wei was coming because of her, which made her feel even more embarrassed.

Yushuang, with her experience in interacting with Gu Liufeng, while also being discreet, still talked openly and straightforwardly, "What’s there to be embarrassed about? You’re not talking to him alone. There are maids and old women around, and we are here too!"

Yu Lu’s ears turned red. Despite being aware of many things, she was genuinely nervous about Wong Wei.

Yushuang regretted, "If I’d known, I wouldn’t have tricked Yu Die."

She was afraid that Yu Die, being young, might say the wrong things, so she coaxed her sister to stay in the room to play, promising her many benefits. In the end, it might have been better to let Yu Die make a fuss!

Yu Lu lifted her head and then widened her eyes, her ears and neck flushing red.

Yushuang was taken aback, "What’s wrong with you?"

Yu Lu didn’t know how long her elder brother and the others had been there, but they must have overheard something; otherwise, her elder brother wouldn’t look so helpless.

Mingyun coughed, startling Yushuang, who turned around to find, lo and behold, the people who were just at the pavilion were now in the garden, "...Elder Brother, Young Master Meng, Mr. Wong."

Wong Wei’s face was also red, he had really overheard by accident, and couldn’t help but gaze at Yu Lu, dressed in pink. Although Zhou family’s garden was beautiful, filled with splendid flowers, Wong Wei thought none were as lovely as Yu Lu, making his face even redder.

Yushuang wanted to go back to their courtyard and looked at her sister, unable to leave, and stealthily tugged at Yu Lu’s clothes. Only then did Yu Lu come back to her senses and hurriedly paid her respects.

Mingyun felt awkward, as this was his own sister. If it weren’t for grandfather’s instructions, he really wouldn’t have brought Wong Wei along. Who could have known the timing would be so awkward, just as the two young ladies were conversing. Luckily, nothing inappropriate was said, and he coughed again, "I heard mother say you were making floral cakes, so I came to see how many petals you’ve picked."

The heat on Yu Lu’s face had dissipated, "We’ve picked quite a few, wait a bit until they’re ready, and Elder Brother should eat several pieces."

Mingyun nodded, "Alright."

His sister’s culinary skills were not bad; although they couldn’t compare with their mother’s, they were still impressive.

Yu Lu pulled her sister along, "We’ll head back first and send some over later."

Wong Wei inwardly regretted it; he hadn’t even said a word yet!

In the Hanlin Academy, Chang Lian was constantly thinking about the Du family. During a break, he asked Rongchuan, "Your aunt didn’t give you a hard time, did she?"

Rongchuan replied, "I haven’t been to the Duke Residence these days. My father said to wait until the Du family leaves the capital, to avoid my aunt feeling uncomfortable upon seeing me."

Chang Lian was relieved, "That’s good then."

Rongchuan continued, "Regarding the Du family’s troubles, I don’t think it was my father’s doing."

These past days, he had been pondering over the issue. The affair was handled too smoothly; it didn’t seem like his father’s style. But when he asked, his father claimed responsibility.

Chang Lian frowned, "Why would you think that?"

Rongchuan whispered, "Because, at the end of the day, the Du family is my aunt’s maternal home. If my father truly took action, he would have hesitations. This time, arresting Du Qiang seemed like a decisive strike. If Mrs. Du hadn’t passed away, Du Qiang would’ve certainly not been released."

The Du family wouldn’t have returned to their ancestral land so entirely!

Chang Lian thought carefully and agreed. Marquis Ning would indeed need to consider the second Marquis Ning, "Then who do you think it was?"

Rongchuan looked at Chang Lian, but didn’t voice his thoughts. His suspicion seemed absurd, as he felt it was the Emperor. The Emperor had been too good to him, and as time passed, he increasingly felt the illusion that the Emperor was raising him as his own son.

Especially in the past half year, the Emperor had not seen several princes but had frequently summoned him to the palace for chats, tea, chess, and sometimes to provide guidance.

Chang Lian asked, "Why don’t you speak?"

Rongchuan shook his head, "I’m not certain; it might even be grandfather."

Chang Lian wasn’t very familiar with Duke Ning, "The possibility of the Old Duke is significant; only Duke Ning would not have so many scruples."

Rongchuan opened his mouth but didn’t speak. Wrong, his grandfather had the most concerns. The second uncle was to be the future Duke, and the aunt the future Duchess, both representing the prestige of the Duke Residence. If grandfather intervened, it would only be behind the scenes, not openly.

In the Zhou family, Zhulan received a letter from the Yang family.