Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!-Chapter 584: About to Vomit Blood_1

Three days later, Zhou Shuren returned from the capital. Zhulan was looking over the property deed, a two-courtyard house in the south of the city, with two shops included. She counted the silver, "You’ve nearly cleared out our savings with just a few thousand taels of silver in one go!"

Zhou Shuren carefully put away the deed. These were all silver, "Luckily, Yushuang is only ten years old. There’s still time to save more silver."

Zhulan looked at Zhou Shuren. The more dowry Zhou Shuren prepared for Yushuang, the higher the hopes he held for her marriage. After all, the only one who could help Ming Rui from the second wife’s side was Yushuang, and since she was also beautiful, it was normal for Zhou Shuren to have expectations.

Zhou Shuren continued, "Mother, I met Mr. Jiang in the capital. He offered to introduce me to a residence, but I didn’t accept and found a broker to purchase another one."

Zhulan was growing ever more dissatisfied with Jiang Ming, "You did the right thing."

Zhou Shuren noticed that his mother’s tone had become much colder, and he silently rejoiced that he had kept a clear head, "Mother, I shall go rest."

"Go on."

At the Government Office, Zhou Shuren saw Yao Zheyu arrive, "I thought the Princely Heir would stay a couple more days in the capital."

Yao Zheyu gritted his teeth, "If it weren’t for handling matters for Mr. Jiang, I wouldn’t have come back to the capital."

These past few days, father’s mood had been very low, and on returning home, he was just used as a scapegoat. Within just a single day, he was randomly punished to kneel, and now his knees were still in pain.

Zhou Shuren evaded responsibility, "The Princely Heir jests. How could I possibly order the Princely Heir around."

Yao Zheyu, "...."

Ha, throwing away the millstone after the milling—this is what Mr. Jiang is doing!

Zhou Shuren smiled, "I see the Princely Heir’s legs aren’t quite nimble, it might be better to return and rest early."

Yao Zheyu sneered, "Mr. Jiang."

Zhou Shuren, "Does the Princely Heir have any other matters?"

Yao Zheyu, "...."

Recently, he didn’t want to see Zhou Shuren’s face at all. He thought that through this matter he could forge a closer relationship with Zhou Shuren. Little did he expect, Zhou Shuren turned his back on him.

As Yao Zheyu was about to leave the room, Zhou Shuren said in a low voice, "I am merely learning from the Princely Heir."

Yao Zheyu’s steps halted. Was he to say that Zhou Shuren held grudges? Indeed, Zhou Shuren always held grudges. With that one sentence from Zhou Shuren, he couldn’t muster any anger—in turning his back, he had done that plenty before himself.

Yao Zheyu wanted to say something, but whatever he said would seem pale and powerless, so he quickened his pace and left.

Zhou Shuren watched Yao Zheyu depart. He now found the Princely Heir much more to his liking; at least he saw sincerity.

In the evening, Zhou Shuren returned to his residence in very good spirits, "Son, let daddy hold you."

Chang Zhong ah-ed loudly, running quickly to hide behind his mother, "Mother, daddy’s scary."

Zhulan glared at Zhou Shuren, "The child is still small, don’t chase after him; if you really scare him, he might not sleep well tonight."

Zhou Shuren touched his nose, "Boys should be braver."

Zhulan bit her teeth, "I think our son is brave enough as it is."

Zhou Shuren was indulgent, and the study was always accessible. With Zhou Shuren’s support, Chang Zhong, still so young, dared to bully his brothers. Now, the eldest children would duck away upon seeing Chang Zhong, which just showed how formidable the little guy was.

Zhou Shuren coughed, "This boy is indeed bold enough."

The little fellow interrupted, "Dad, I want to ride on your neck."

Zhulan grabbed her son from behind her and handed him to Zhou Shuren, "Here’s your little ancestor; keep him yourself."

Within the entire Zhou family, only this youngster dared to ride on Zhou Shuren’s neck.

Zhou Shuren felt his back aching. His son had gained quite a bit of weight recently. Yet, seeing his son’s shining eyes, he couldn’t bring himself to say no. "Alright, let’s do neck rides."

Zhulan looked at the father and son running around the house and thought to herself that Zhou Shuren could no longer play the role of the strict father. He was the one who spoiled the child the most in the entire family.

Zhulan, "It seems I must be the strict mother."

Old Madam Song overheard the mistress’s reluctance. "The young master is still small. It’ll be better when he grows up."

Zhulan waved her hand helplessly, "How old is Chang Zhong? Zhou Shuren is just as indulgent with Chang Zhong."

This was the treasure they had both longed for; it held a different meaning.

Old Madam Song didn’t think much of it and felt that the older son and grandson were both treasures, and there was no harm in indulging the young master a little more.

In the capital, within the Hou Residence, Yao Wenqi looked at the list on the table. The people on the list were already done for. Zhang Jinghong, like a madman, conducted the investigations, causing him to lose quite a few of his hidden men.

Yao Wenqi slammed the table. Damn that Zhou Shuren. He had only just realized that the tightened security for entering and leaving the capital was all Zhou Shuren’s doing.

Thinking of the Fifth Prince, Yao Wenqi felt like vomiting blood in frustration. Truly his nemesis - ever since the Fifth Prince’s involvement, nothing had gone smoothly for him!

At the Second Prince Residence, the Second Prince was also holding a list. These were the people captured by the Fifth Prince. He had quite a few people in the Ministry of Justice, and he received the most information. Unfortunately, most of those captured had taken poison to kill themselves, and the few who remained alive refused to speak.

The Second Prince felt a chill in his heart. Royal guards... who could raise so many royal guards? He had no awareness of this force at all!

Inside the palace, the Crown Prince, having received the report, entered the government hall. "Father, those few who survived have just died."

The Emperor, "Someone has hastened their journey to the next world. Summon the Second Prince to the palace."

The Crown Prince’s expression was serious. "Yes."

Extra guards had been assigned to those who had survived to prevent them from being silenced, but despite the tight security, they were still killed. It showed that someone inside was hidden.

The Second Prince, as he left the palace, almost seemed to be walking against the wind. The Emperor had ordered him to investigate at the Ministry of Justice. Unexpectedly, while the Fifth Prince was capturing people, he gained an advantage. He wanted to see who the hidden rat was.

The Crown Prince returned to his residence and sat alone in his study, realizing that the Emperor was casting a net. Now even the Second Prince had been set as a piece on the board. This time the Emperor didn’t teach him nor give him any hints!

He knew in his heart that this was a test from the Emperor, for him to discover on his own!

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was Zhou Shuren’s day off. Today, Mr. Wang and his family visited the Zhou residence.

Mrs. Tao was holding her youngest son, "Since the birth of my youngest, I haven’t stepped out of the residence. If we hadn’t come to the Zhou residence today, my husband would not have agreed to let me leave the house!"

Zhulan smiled, "Mr. Wang cares about you."

Mrs. Tao pouted, "He’s not so much caring about me as he is his eldest son. This little one can’t do without me, he starts crying if I leave for even a moment. I say that if we separate for a while, he’ll get used to it, but my husband pities the child. That has left me in a difficult position, see, I can’t even let go. This little one is the first child I’ve raised with my own hands."

With her previous two children, she seldom took care of them herself; wet nurses and servants tended to them, and her social engagements weren’t hindered at all!

By the lake in the garden, Zhou Shuren and Wong Ju sat together fishing. Wong Ju, while eating fruit, said, "I heard that Young Master Shen wants to take you as his mentor?"

Zhou Shuren watched the fishing rod. "Your news is too outdated."

Wong Ju, "Aren’t I allowed to set the scene and take my time to tell it?"

Zhou Shuren couldn’t be bothered with Wong Ju.

Wong Ju tossed aside the fruit, "Young Master Shen hasn’t been quiet. He’s paid visits to quite a few people. It’s said that Mr. Zhang is quite fond of Young Master Shen."

Zhou Shuren, "Aren’t you a bit too interested in him?"