Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent! Chapter 1792: Uneasy

Yu Wen missed her father, but unfortunately, he seldom wrote back. Her mother often scolded him in private and even said she would give him a piece of her mind when he returned.

She didn’t know how her father was faring in Chuanzhou Province, but she didn’t want to ask Miss An either. This person’s motives were too strong. The more it was so, the less she would associate with her to avoid causing trouble for her father.

Then Yu Wen stood up, shedding her lazy deanor entirely. Her posture was straight, and her every move reflected rigorous training in etiquette; the aura of a magistrate erged. With a swift turn, she left with her maidservants.

Miss An, "??"

Isn’t the magistrate concerned about her father?

Miss An stomped her foot. She still had the task her father entrusted to her, but she didn’t know what was happening at ho. She only knew she had to talk more with the magistrate and deliver the contents of the pouch. Thinking of this, she touched the pouch painfully.

Jing Xuan was the first to notice Yu Wen. "Have you rested well?"

Yu Wen walked briskly over, her small face flushed. "I’m well rested."

Yu Die didn’t believe it. Yu Wen obviously wanted to laze around, but since the princess was present, she couldn’t ask too much. She smiled and said, "We’re going to paint."

Yu Wen smiled upon hearing this, "Okay."

It would be a sha not to paint after resting.

At the painting venue, the paper, brushes, and other supplies were provided by the estate. It was only open for one day and not every day, so this amount of silver coin didn’t count as silver coin for Empress Dowager Chen. It’s said that the novels from the consort sold particularly well and earned a lot of silver coin.

Miss An caught up, but she couldn’t approach, as palace maids and maidservants were guarding. She didn’t dare to go over.

In the Palace, Zhou Shuren wore a wooden expression. Yesterday, he scared the Imperial Grandson while amusing the Emperor. The Emperor used the argunt that how could a disciple be afraid of his master, and as a result, he ended up holding the Imperial Grandson.

To be honest, he was too busy. He used to be able to hold his grandson. Later, after the great-grandson was born, he seldom held him.

Today, holding the Imperial Grandson felt magical. If the Crown Prince successfully ascended the throne, the Emperor’s grandson, barring any unforeseen demise, would inevitably succeed. He was holding a future emperor!

The Emperor laughed, "I said holding children more often would erase the fear."

Zhou Shuren felt that the Imperial Grandson was a bit of a face lover, indeed not crying anymore, only showing him his back of the head, "I feel quite fairy-like."

The Emperor fell into an eerie silence at the sight of the old man with large patches of white hair in front of him.

Zhou Shuren showed no guilt, straightening his back, "Look at my beard."

And then, disaster struck. The Imperial Grandson grabbed his beard, causing his face to almost lose composure from the pain.

The Emperor laughed heartily, "See, how close this child is to you. Besides , you’re the second person he’s grabbed by the beard."

Zhou Shuren, "!!"

Clearly, it’s the Emperor’s indulgence that’s gotten the Imperial Grandson used to grabbing!

The Emperor took the grandson, "Look, how obedient, he let go imdiately."

Zhou Shuren rubbed his chin, at a loss for words, "Your Majesty, did you summon to the Palace today to foster our master-disciple relationship?"

"Not really, this was sent by the Ministry of Personnel, have a look."

Zhou Shuren took it and imdiately saw Mingyun, "What is this?"

The Emperor, holding the grandson, sat down, "Your eldest grandson is almost trained enough. I want to transfer him to a different place."

Zhou Shuren understood, so this transfer was at the Emperor’s behest, "I have no objections."

The Emperor smiled, "I want him to stay at the harbor for a few years."

Zhou Shuren felt emotional. Although it sowhat disrupted his plans, the Royal family truly favored him. The Emperor’s arrangent was better than his own plan, "I thank the Emperor."

The Emperor accepted and signaled for Shuren to rise, "Your eldest grandson is quite capable. Wu Ming speaks highly of him, and I also hope he will be the next you, not disappointing my expectations of him."

Zhou Shuren said, "I also look forward to his performance."

The Emperor said longingly, "I want."

He didn’t finish the sentence, but his glance subtly fell on the Crown Prince.

If Zhou Shuren hadn’t been close, he wouldn’t have noticed. He imagined the Emperor wanted to control what should be controlled before the other Princes grew up, clearing out so fattened sheep raised over the years. The Emperor was paving the way for the Crown Prince!

In the evening, Zhulan heard the news, "Mingyun still can’t return to the capital."

"Yes."

"This ti it’s not the grasslands, Mingyun can take the two children with him to the post."

Zhou Shuren nodded, "Indeed, children need their parents, and Mingyun can just teach Xiwen more."

Zhulan smiled, "Mingyun will teach well."

The direct eldest grandson represents the future of the Zhou family!

After two more days, in Chuanzhou Province, Chang Zhi returned wearing a young servant’s clothes, and Ding Jue was already drenched in sweat, "Master, you’re finally back."

Chang Zhi changed clothes and lay down, "Is that sweat from fear?"

Sweat covered Ding Jue’s forehead, "Today, Prefect Shih and the An family’s two brothers insisted on seeing you, almost barging in."

Chang Zhi, having completed his task, felt at ease, "How did you send them away?"

Ding Jue, "Almost had to draw swords, luckily we had enough Guards."

He was alard today, fearing he’d ruin the master’s plan!

Chang Zhi chuckled playfully, "Their ntal endurance is too weak."

Ding Jue, "..."

Clearly, the master put too much pressure on them. Prefect Shih hadn’t rested well in ages, his eyes were slightly dark.

Chang Zhi knew very well that if they couldn’t probe his purpose, these people’s spirits would reach their limit.

Just then, a Guard outside knocked on the door, "Master, the Magistrate has co to see you."

Chang Zhi signaled to Ding Jue to stand aside and said, "Let him in."

The Guard opened the door, and Prefect Shih wasn’t alone; An Er and An San followed behind. Prefect Shih quickly scanned the room upon entering, then frowned, could it be he was overly suspicious?

Only heaven knows how anxious he was not seeing Master Zhou!

Prefect Shih asked with concern, "Master, should we call a doctor to check on you?"

Chang Zhi waved his hand, "No need, I’m almost recovered."

Prefect Shih probed, "Let’s reconsider. When I ca to see you earlier, you were sleeping unbelievably deeply."

He had deliberately made so noise, yet the master continued sleeping.

Chang Zhi seed to smile, "I wasn’t sleeping; I just wanted to see why Magistrate Shih was so determined to et . I was even waiting for the magistrate to burst in!"

Prefect Shih’s heart skipped a beat, "I was just concerned for you."

Chang Zhi let out an "oh," with a particularly elongated tone, "But why do I feel like Magistrate Shih is very anxious? As if you won’t rest until you see . I’m quite curious, why are you so afraid of , Magistrate Shih?"

Prefect Shih felt incredibly uneasy, daring not to et Master Zhou’s teasing eyes, "You’re joking, Master, why would I fear you?"

Chang Zhi then looked at An Er and An San, signaling Ding Jue to help him sit up, "I’m almost recovered; you don’t need to worry about every day."

An Er and An San lowered their heads, not daring to look Master Zhou in the eye either.

Chang Zhi said lightly, "And there’s no need to watch all the ti. I know you’re curious why I ca to Chuanzhou Province early. Would you like to tell you today?"