Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!-Chapter 1302 Typhoon

Zhou Shuren’s offhand remark silenced the room in an instant; he felt all eyes falling on him. Used to it, his first thought was of silver.

The officials from the Shipbuilding Department were as quiet as chickens, indeed, as the Minister of Revenue had said, a significant amount of silver was spent. This was not just about improved blueprints; all the modifications involved silver, and their gaze turned to the Emperor.

The Emperor looked at the blueprints, "Hmm."

Zhou Shuren fell silent. What did the Emperor’s single ’hmm’ mean!

Afterward, the Emperor didn’t plan to ask Zhou Shuren anything, fearing that Zhou Shuren’s words would revolve around silver again.

Zhou Shuren didn’t want to speak either, but his eyes couldn’t help wandering to the materials used everywhere, silver, silver.

The officials from the Shipbuilding Department were sweaty and had gradually distanced themselves from the Minister of Revenue, feeling the pressure too intense when walking together.

On the return journey, the Emperor asked, "Shuren, what are your thoughts on this inspection?"

Zhou Shuren replied, "I am the least welcomed person."

These people feared him looking around; just a few glances from him were enough to drench his companions in sweat, fearing he might clamp down on spending, even if they weren’t guilty.

The Emperor’s response was oddly silent, because Zhou Shuren was right. "Did this trip bring you any gains?"

Zhou Shuren’s gains were negligible, whereas the Emperor’s must have been considerable. The Emperor had been planning to make cuts even before this trip; today General Hou had taken him wandering around, and now people were scared.

Zhou Shuren took a deep breath, "I’ve seen the fruits of the silver spent over the years, it hasn’t been wasted."

The Emperor didn’t trouble Zhou Shuren any further, looking at the scenery outside without saying anything more.

Zhou Shuren also looked out the window. He really was a tool well-utilized by the Emperor, a useful tool in the Emperor’s hands, his arrangement on this trip was clear and purposeful.

Time flew by quickly, and the Emperor soon returned to the capital.

Meanwhile, the diplomatic mission encountered a typhoon at sea and had to anchor at an uninhabited island, where they had been for several days now.

They built several shelters on the island to avoid the wind and rain, luckily the typhoon was far enough not to affect them greatly.

Chang Yi went to see Gu Zhuomin, who, unlike Chang Yi who had been to sea several times, was in a miserable state, unaccustomed to the sea and having fallen ill due to the bad weather.

Chang Yi saw Gu Zhuomin drinking medicine and waited a while; Gu Zhuomin lay down again and Chang Yi asked with concern, "How do you feel today?"

Gu Zhuomin, much thinner from the illness, his eye sockets deepened, "Much better, I’m able to move around now."

Chang Yi felt relieved, "It’s been raining these past days, the damp environment is unsuitable for recovery, luckily you are alright now."

Gu Zhuomin noticed the fatigue under Chang Yi’s eyes, "You’ve been working hard these days."

Indeed, Chang Yi had been promoted before leaving the capital, now at a Sixth Rank official, leading the mission, implying he was responsible for the envoys, not just Gu Zhuomin, many had fallen ill.

Luckily, they had a doctor and sufficient medicines with them, and no one had died; they were all slowly recovering, with Gu Zhuomin being the most severely ill.

Seeing Gu Zhuomin tired, Chang Yi signaled him to rest, then went with his men to patrol around the camp area.

Upon returning, he saw the fishing team had come back, and those who went to gather from the island had returned. The island wasn’t small, and there was an abundance of wild vegetables and fruits, reducing the consumption of supplies on the ship.

Chang Yi returned to his residence and saw Ming Shan, "Is there something?"

Ming Shan was pale; he had been sick in the capital and fell ill again this time, "My illness has gotten better."

Chang Yi’s smile was mocking, understanding that Ming Shan was informing him that he could be used for tasks now, clearly seeing that Ming Shan was anxious because he had favored another scholar.

In the capital, Zhulan listened to the matchmaker while glancing at Su Xuan, whose face looked extremely unpleasant, clearly not expecting the Liu family to directly send a matchmaker.

The matchmaker sent by the Liu family was the future mother-in-law of a Top scorer, the Liu family was indeed sincere.

But Su Xuan had already openly refused, yet they insisted on sending a matchmaker, it was natural for Su Xuan to be angry.

Zhulan understood the intentions of the Liu family, no matter Su Xuan’s refusal, as she directly invited the matchmaker.

After the matchmaker finished speaking, Zhulan said, "The whole capital knows that I am a good mother-in-law."

The expression on the Countess’ face twisted slightly, she wasn’t good to her daughter-in-law; in fact, she disliked the Yang family, remembering today’s purpose, she smiled, "Whoever becomes your daughter-in-law, that’s indeed a fortune they cultivated."

Zhulan, with a hooked corner of her mouth, liked the way they found it hard to bear with her but had to endure, "So, I’ve always respected my daughter-in-law’s opinions, and marriages involving our children are always consulted with her."

The Countess understood, the Magistrate refused, and Yang family supported the Magistrate, so starting from the Yang family was useless, "That’s really a pity, it was a fine marriage proposition."

Zhulan, "I believe more in matching birthdays."

So, don’t just talk about fine marriage propositions, people are cunning at times, if today’s words spread, it would not be good for Yu Wen’s future reputation.

The smile on the Countess’ face froze, Yang family truly didn’t reveal anything, "You are right, madam."

Zhulan smiled gently, "Sorry to have troubled you for nothing, I won’t keep you any longer."

The Countess also didn’t want to stay longer, "I take my leave."

Once Su Xuan and others left, Su Xuan angrily said, "How could this be."

Zhulan wasn’t angry, "The Consort Liu is anxious for the Second Prince."

The Crown Prince and Zhou Shuren, both astute individuals, Zhou Shuren even without having the title of master, still troubled the Liu family.

If there was marital alliance with the Zhou family, indeed it would be a wise move, but unfortunately, the Zhou family wouldn’t change their stance and remained resolute.

Su Xuan, already a person of insightful vision, occasionally listening to her mother-in-law discussing the situation, also understood, thus reflecting, "Yu Wen is right, she’s indeed born into our family after many lifespans of cultivation."

Arranging marriages for daughters is normal, yet her in-laws hoped their daughter could be happy, strict with their sons, but genuinely doted on their daughters.

In the Palace, the Empress was well-informed, aware of the Liu family’s actions, watching the red koi fish she raised, the Consort truly restlessness for the sake of her son.

At this moment, a Female Officer approached, "Empress, Consort Wang is pregnant."

The Empress froze for a moment, this was the first child since the Emperor’s accession, even though her demeanor was set, the feeling inside was still sour, "Hmm, send someone to report the good news to the Emperor, and select some gifts to send over."

Then the Empress indicated that she was tired and turned to return to her sleeping chambers to rest.