Koi baby helps his mother farm and becomes the richest man

Chapter 207: Clear in Heart

As the saying goes, "some are happy, some are sad."

Liu Song slept until almost noon and woke up with his head still feeling groggy.

He woke up because his personal servant came to call him.

Liu Song rubbed his temples, slowly sat up, and thought dully: I slept quite warmly tonight.

The servant Qing'er said with a bitter face: "Master, did we lose something?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Liu Song scolded him as he helped him get dressed. "Master, what could I possibly throw away?"

Qing'er had to remind him: "Master, the Crown Prince's handwritten order..."

"Ah!" Liu Song's face turned pale and he searched everywhere in a panic, but his personal belongings were all there. The dirty clothes he had taken off last night had already been washed and dried, and were neatly stacked on the head of the kang. The only thing missing was the long bundle containing the prince's handwritten letter.

He smacked his head in frustration, "I shouldn't have drunk so much! How come I can't remember where I put it?"

Qing'er muttered, "Your classmate is not a good person. He won't even let us get close to him!"

"How rude of you, little boy!" Zhang Jinzhi's voice came from outside, slightly angry. "I pity you for your hard journey and specially prepared good tea and food to entertain you. How can you be blamed for this?"

"Ignorant slave!" Liu Song scolded hurriedly, "Brother Zhangnian, do you think you can make up such a story?"

Zhang Jinzhi snorted outside, "Brother Huiping, I think it's because you've been too lenient with your servants that this servant doesn't distinguish between high and low!

"Luckily it's here, my foolish brother. If it were somewhere else, wouldn't it be a disaster?"

Liu Song kicked Qing'er in the chest and cursed, "Hurry up and kneel down and kowtow to Brother Zhang Nian!"

"I don't deserve it!" Zhang Jinzhi said sarcastically, "I am only a ninth-rank official now. How can I deserve your apology? As the saying goes, a seventh-rank official is in the prime minister's office. The people who serve you, Lord Liu, are naturally superior to me."

Liu Song hurriedly put on his shoes, trotted out, and bowed in person: "Brother Nian, please don't say that. I am so ashamed! I drank too much yesterday and was very rude. I hope you won't blame me!"

"How about this, I'll be the host, and please do me the honor of attending. As for this ignorant fool, I came in a hurry and have no one else around to use, so I'll have to bother you for a few days."

Zhang Jinzhi's expression brightened slightly, and he said, "Brother Huiping is a guest from afar, so it's unreasonable for me to ask you to treat us. I'd rather be the host."

Liu Song lived in Uncle Chen Jiu's house. Uncle Chen Jiu had invited two women from the village to help with cooking early on.

Although it is a farm meal, it is very oily.

Liu Song could hardly eat. Compared with the exquisite banquet yesterday, these dishes were simply hard to swallow!

Zhang Jinzhi ate with gusto, and while eating she told him about the difficulties she had faced here in the past few years.

Liu Song was gradually attracted by his narration and ate a lot without realizing it. He kept urging Zhang Jinzhi, who had stopped to eat, to continue talking.

The meal took a full hour and a half, and the food had to be reheated three or four times.

Liu Song sighed, "Prince Zhou and Brother Zhang are the ones who get things done. I am ashamed to say I am not as good as them..."

"This should all be made clear!" Zhang Jinzhi laughed, and Uncle Chen Jiu was very tactful and brought over a jar of wine.

Zhang Jinzhi pulled him to sit down and introduced him to Liu Song: "This is the elder of the village. The long drought has caused chaos everywhere. If it weren't for him, the village would have turned into cannibalism long ago."

Liu Song raised his glass and said, "Father, I offer you a toast!"

Uncle Chen Jiu hurriedly stood up, drank it, and then returned the toast with another glass.

Liu Song drank it quickly, and then stopped Zhang Jinzhi from pouring the wine: "Brother Nian, I'm still drunk and I really can't drink anymore."

"Okay then," Zhang Jinzhi pulled him into the next room and made tea himself, "Let's have some tea and chat."

Liu Song no longer concealed his purpose: "Brother Nian, I am here to deliver the Crown Prince's handwritten order, which is to summon Prince Zhou back to the capital. The Crown Prince will ascend the throne in the new year and will reward his meritorious officials. It is only natural that Prince Zhou will be the Marquis of Cheng'en.

"Originally, the Crown Prince wanted to grant the marriage, but then Old Master Zhou wrote a letter stating that Crown Prince Zhou was planning to marry... The Crown Prince then hurriedly wrote a letter and ordered my brother to come overnight."

He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother Zhang, I am not a stupid person, you don't have to force me to drink anymore.

"I know that although I am not late, I am also late."

Zhang Jinzhi chuckled, "Brother Huiping, don't worry. The Crown Prince will not be harsh on you when you return this time. Who knows, the current situation may even be something His Royal Highness is happy to see.

"Although our mistress is currently living in a farming family, she does come from a family of scholars.

"Back then, there was a man named Qin Ziyou, a waiting official in the Imperial Academy. I wonder if Brother Huiping still remembers him? The mistress was Qin Ziyou's daughter.

"This way, no one will criticize us openly, and we adults will get what we want. It can be said that we have the best of both worlds."

Liu Song smiled bitterly. "No matter what, the rice has been cooked. It's too late to say anything. And there are the two Miss Zhous..."

"Brother Huiping," Zhang Jinzhi stopped him, "you and I are of low rank and our words do not count. It's best for us to stay out of the big shots' affairs."

Liu Song lowered his head to drink his tea, his smile growing more bitter. "Brother Jin, if that's the case, you should return the Crown Prince's handwritten letter to me. Losing the letter is a capital offense."

"Don't worry," Zhang Jinzhi consoled him. "My master has the imperial edict. You see, my master is newlywed, so we should let the young couple spend a few more days together."

"At the very least, we have to wait until the mistress returns home before we can discuss these matters, right?

"Brother Huiping, just treat it as a country wine that intoxicates people, and stay at home for a few days.

"The mountain village in winter is unremarkable. If Brother Huiping comes here in the spring or summer, I can serve as your guide and invite you to experience the mountain scenery."

What else could Liu Song say? They had already described "house arrest" so euphemistically. If he didn't understand, wouldn't he be in big trouble?

Fortunately, Uncle Chen Jiu has a lot of stories to tell, so living with him is not lonely. Although the daily meals are not exquisite, they are very rich.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to return to the parents' home after three days. Zhou Yu brought the return gifts and went back to the Zhao family with Qin Ying.

They respectfully bowed to the tablets of Qin Ziyou and his wife and Aunt Zhao, accepted the gifts, and gave the lipstick seal to their brother-in-law. Then the family sat down to chat.

Mrs. Zhou Er asked, "Wen Ruo, I'm afraid we can't delay this for too long. What are your plans?"

"I should take Aying with me to Beijing," Zhou Yu was also a little distressed, "but traveling in winter is really hard..."

"Brother-in-law," Zhao Hu interrupted, "Can I go with you?"

Qin Ying knew that since she was married to Zhou Yu, she would have to face many situations, so she said, "I am used to doing farm work, so why should I be afraid of hard work? Let's go together."

An An jumped up: "I'm going too! I'm going too!"

Aunt Zhao said unconvincedly, "How about I go too?"

Zhou Qi and Zhou Mian were in low spirits. The two sisters were the most reluctant to return to Beijing.