Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!-Chapter 629: Is There a Connection_1

Capital, Zhou family estate, Chang Lian helped Lady Dong off the carriage, and as Lady Dong looked at the grand doors of the Zhou estate, she said, "It’s truly a residence befitting of royal favor, such grandeur."

As Rongchuan dismounted from the carriage, Chang Lian said, "Let’s go in and talk about it."

Lady Dong was excited at heart, for this was the West City district, "Alright."

The group entered the estate, which had already been arranged for them. Lady Dong looked at the courtyard they would reside in, "Will we also be living in this courtyard in the future?" The courtyard here was much larger than the one in the Jinzhou Residence.

Chang Lian sounded surprised, "This is the courtyard arranged by mother, we will be living here from now on. Take a look, do you like it? If you find anything unsuitable, feel free to make changes."

Lady Dong was extremely satisfied with the courtyard. Here in the capital, the Zhou family still had such a large estate, and they were allocated a decent courtyard—it was a great fortune already, "It’s pretty good as it is now."

Chang Lian laughed, "You rest first, I’ll take a walk around the courtyard."

At the Jinzhou Government Office, Zhou Shuren was enjoying a rare moment of leisure—it was just after the New Year, and there weren’t many matters to attend to. Judging by the time, Chang Lian and Rongchuan should have arrived in the capital by now.

Wong Ju, holding a hand-warmer, came in, "My lord, may I have a moment of your time?"

Zhou Shuren, "Please, have a seat."

Wong Ju thought to himself that he really was a glutton for punishment; a few days of leisure were hardly enough for him to get used to, "I heard Chang Lian arrived in the capital today."

Zhou Shuren thought, these people never take their eyes off the Zhou estate for a moment, "You do get news quickly."

Wong Ju spread his hands, "I just heard it from someone else, it wasn’t me keeping tabs on the Zhou estate."

"I know. That said, congratulations are in order; your son has come to the capital."

Wong Ju also felt happy and a sense of longing, "The child must eventually grow up and make his own way."

Zhou Shuren, "...."

Could he curse? Your son’s trip to the capital is to forge his own path? Clearly, it’s to train under Old Master Wong. Thinking about it, Zhou Shuren felt a tinge of envy; having a family to back him was indeed an advantage—the path ahead was so smooth.

Soon, Lord Wang also arrived, "He Shu will be arriving tomorrow."

Speaking of this, Lord Wang was genuinely happy. This marriage had seen its share of twists and turns, but fortunately, it was finally about to take place.

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, "The child has come quite early."

Wong Ju’s eyes widened, "Speaking of which, Mingyun has also reached the age for discussing marriage. My lord, do you have any candidates in mind?"

Zhou Shuren truly didn’t have any candidates, but he had standards. Mingyun’s wife couldn’t come from too high a background; after all, the eldest son was still of humble origins. Considering this, Mingyun’s marriage was indeed not an easy matter to arrange, "There’s no rush."

The next day, after breakfast, Wu Yong and Wu Ting returned to their own estate. A couple of hours later, Wu Ting sent over two chests, one of which contained gifts for the Zhou family, including medicinal herbs and furs.

Zhulan accepted them with ease, understanding this to be Wu family’s token of gratitude.

The other chest was part of Wu Ning’s dowry, filled with furs. Added to the dowry list, Zhulan contributed some additional fabrics, resulting in two extra loads. Wu Ning’s dowry now amounted to thirty-two loads in total.

Xue Han felt quite dejected, "Sister Wu Ning is about to get married."

She truly didn’t want to let go. Over the years, she had never been separated from Sister Wu Ning. Once her sister got married, the courtyard would feel empty.

Zhulan looked at her daughter, "Do you want to get married?"

Xue Han’s face flushed crimson, "Mother, I don’t want to get married yet; I want to wait another two years."

Zhulan was also reluctant to marry off her daughter, as she stroked her daughter’s hair, hoping that the girl’s marriage would encounter no twists and turns, wishing that her daughter and Rongchuan could have a smooth journey together.

In the capital, Chang Lian was discussing literature with Rongchuan when the gatekeeper reported that Graduate Shen had come to visit.

Chang Lian narrowed his eyes, "He’s quite informed."

Rongchuan set down the book in his hand, "Shall we see him?"

Chang Lian shook his head, "We cannot see him, I always feel it would lead to endless trouble in the future."

Rongchuan tapped the desk with his book, "Have you noticed, third brother, uncle is being extremely cautious with our trip to the capital? Shen Xing has even come along, and even Aunt’s nanny, Nanny Song, is here." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Who these three people were was hardly a secret at the Zhou Residence.

Chang Lian said, "I’ve noticed too, which is why we need to be even more careful. This Graduate Shen, I always feel it was too much of a coincidence that we met him. Even without evidence, it’s better to do less than more. Let’s not leave the residence these days."

Rongchuan had no intention of going out either, "Hmm."

Chang Lian addressed Shen Xing, "Send him away. Just say I’m feeling slightly under the weather and not suitable for seeing visitors, then go invite a doctor over."

Shen Xing sighed with relief internally. He also felt it wasn’t simple, and their spies had their own intuition. Thankfully, the third young master was wise not to seek trouble, "Yes."

Because of Graduate Shen’s disturbance, Chang Lian and Rongchuan lost interest in discussing literature and left the study to return to their respective courtyards.

On the way to his courtyard through the garden, Rongchuan was lost in thought, his mind on matters other than the scenery. He had never sought out his real identity, but he had not forgotten it either. The capital, ah, he had arrived in the capital.

Outside the Zhou Residence, Shen Yang got the reply and his face darkened. He had visited yet not been granted an audience. Staring at the gate, recalling everything he had seen along the way, his heart was filled with excitement. He was in West City, an area filled with nobles. If he could live here, who knows, he might encounter a patron!

It’s just a pity that the third Young Master Zhou did not provide him with that opportunity, and he was, after all, a scholar with some sense of shame.

He turned around, got into his carriage, and could only return to the inn.

Not far away, Zhang Jinghong’s carriage was parked—his heart pounding with trepidation. That man was back. At first, he thought he had seen wrongly but after stopping the carriage and taking a careful look, he realized he was not mistaken. However, why would he come to the Zhou Residence? What was the relation between this man and Master Zhou? Did Master Zhou know, and did the Emperor?

Zhang Jinghong was in turmoil, his brain buzzing noisily. Should he feel fortunate that The Prince Residence was not far from Master Zhou’s residence?

Zhang Jinghong clenched his palm tightly, "Go check. Find out the relationship between that person just now and the Zhou family, and make sure to investigate carefully."

"Yes."

In the blink of an eye, two days had passed, and at the Zhou Residence in Jinzhou Province, Zhulan and Zhou Shuren had risen early. Although they were not Wu Ning’s parents, as she was getting married and they were elders, they should be there to support her.

Zhulan went to see Wu Ning, who was dressed in a stunning red bridal gown that captivated the gaze. It was the first time the Zhou family was marrying off someone instead of taking in a bride. The only dissatisfaction was with Wu Ning’s makeup.

Wu Ning, a gentle and graceful girl, did not suit heavy makeup. Zhulan took the rouge and gestured for the maid to step aside, "I’ll do it."

Wu Ning smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Auntie."

Zhulan was skilled in makeup, and she had also taught Xue Han and Wu Ning. Quickly, she redid Wu Ning’s makeup, "Look, how is it?"

Wu Ning saw herself in the bronze mirror, her expression tender as water, looking much prettier than before, "Beautiful."

Zhulan took the headpiece and as she was putting it on Wu Ning, she said, "I’ve taught you everything that Auntie could. Today you’re getting married. Let me say one more thing: take care of yourself and don’t put up with any grievances. If you have any grievances, you must tell Auntie. You’re not my natural-born daughter, but Auntie has raised you just like one."