Zhou Heng didn't stop him. At this moment, Zhu Yunmo couldn't listen to anything. It would be good to ask him to go to Zhu Sanfu to vent, otherwise he would be suffocated if he held it in for a long time.

Humming the song, Zhou Heng sorted out the letter paper on the desktop, began to grind the ink, and prepared to continue writing the peach blossom fan.

Although there is no rush to the public, I still have to write more while I have time.

Those Imperial Doctors’ Elderly Groups of Imperial Hospitals looked excited, needless to say, they knew how capable they were. They would bring people here in one or two days, and they really had no time after that.

When he picked up the pen, he didn't think about anything else. Zhou Heng recalled the story.

Yang Longyou, a good friend of Hou Fangyu in the peach blossom fan, is considered a kind person who is loyal and wealthy.

He said nothing to his friends, and he was not afraid of the powerful and saved Hou Fangyu and Li Xiangjun, and helped Hou Fangyu raise funds to redeem Li Xiangjun. As a friend, he is definitely a gentleman who is loyal and wealthy.

Since I wanted to add medical knowledge, this person was the most suitable person. He made his wife difficult to give birth. The rest of the wife was determined to be in a horizontal position and could not give birth for a day and night.

I have tried many methods but couldn't help me.

Finally, he followed Li Xiangjun's advice, held his dying wife and came to Huichuntang's clinic on the street. Then Huichuntang's doctor performed surgery on his wife, and finally the mother and son were safe.

Zhou Heng shook his head. The more he thought about this plot, the more satisfied he was, and completely put many of Wang Cheng's performances at that time on paper.

After writing it myself, I read it. Not to mention such a real plot, it doesn’t seem abrupt, but it just makes this Yang Longyou more full.

Time passed by Zhou Heng's writing. I don't know how long it took, and a knock on the door came.

Zhou Heng put away the draft on the table and said loudly, please come in.

As soon as the door opened, Zhu Sanfu walked in, and as soon as he entered the door, he smiled and quickly saluted Zhou Heng.

"Hello Mr. Zhou, I'll report it."

Zhou Heng waved his hand to him and signaled Zhu Sanfu to get closer. Zhu Sanfu walked happily to Zhou Heng.

“How is it going?”

Zhu Sanfu said quickly with a sweet smile on his face:

"Don't worry, my son, I have sent someone to spread the news last night."

Zhou Heng suddenly became interested, "Tell me how it spreads it?"

Zhu Sanfu was as if he was offering treasures, quickly got closer and whispered:

"There are often several people wandering back and forth at the back of the prince's mansion. I know that they are from the Ning Prince's Mansion. One of them has poor legs and feet. Although it is blocking his face, I know that he is Wen's confidant.

Last night, I asked the two boys to pretend to be beaten at the gate of the north gate and crying there. The two kept talking and said that there was a manager in the mansion who wanted to find a few beautiful maids for the prince and wanted to serve him closely. He took him in, but the prince drove him out and beat him ten times. The manager was beaten and was thrown out.

Not long after the two of them said, several guards came out with a ragged man. They quickly opened the door, and the manager was thrown out. Several guards left, and the two boys limped and threw a small bag on the manager.

Not long after the door was closed, the man was squatting outside and approached. Seeing the manager dying, he was shocked and pretended to be passing by and asked what was wrong."

"Really fought?"

Zhu Sanfu nodded.

"Of course, the attack is very heavy, otherwise how can people believe that these people are all human beings, and they can perceive any slightest falsehood."

Zhou Heng was stunned. Unexpectedly, Zhu Sanfu was decisive in killing and the matter was arranged so easily.

"Then what?"

Zhu Sanfu continued:

"The man from the Ning Palace quickly called a few onlookers, sent the manager to the clinic, and helped to advance the money. The manager cried and told him that he had met a good person. The man from the Ning Palace asked, what did he do and why he was beaten.

The manager said that he offended the master, and then kept silent. Later, during the cliché of the man from the Ning Prince's Mansion, the manager said that he did not know that the prince did not like the girl to serve him, and there was no girl in the family. He made a good decision to let the boy bring a few maids.

Who knew that the prince was furious and knocked away the man's teeth, beat him up and threw him out, and he would be shameless in the capital again in the future.

The man from Ning's Mansion believed this and placed it for a while. He returned to Ning's Mansion in a row. Early this morning, the streets and alleys spread. The prince was a habit of breaking his sleeves and did not like women, but liked young men."

Zhou Heng nodded. It was indeed amazing to be able to arrange this level in such a short time, but the spreading speed in the streets and alleys was too slow.

"We can help her add fire. Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, all the families and the governments are moving around, and the markets and important shops are going to be found to be spread. Needless to say, it is easy to spread if there is or there is nothing."

Zhu Sanfu kept nodding, "This is the best. If you can't find who is doing it, everything will fall on Wen's body, and we will sit and enjoy the fruits."

Zhou Heng smiled, "Then have you settled the steward?"

Zhu Sanfu shook his head, "You have to do a more serious show. You still have to let him go in the clinic for two days, and then let his nephew come to pick him up. There is no need to treat him well. Anyway, just pull the flatbed car out. Isn't this going to add to the fire?"

Zhou Heng looked at Zhu Sanfu. This guy was wasted his scheming, but for such a thing, there must be means, and Zhu Yunmo should not be dirty.

"It's done well. Butler Zhu is meticulous and thoughtful. However, there is no need to tell the prince about these details. No matter what he does, he must leave the direction of Prince Ning's Mansion. Don't just put it in deliberately."

Zhu Sanfu quickly agreed with a smile.

"What the young master said is that although the Chinese New Year has been in a few days, each mansion can get news in the past few days, and our people will gradually pull it out without leaving any traces. I also found out that the Ning Prince's Mansion seemed to be spreading news outside with the sign of Duke of Wei. This thought is real."

Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes and didn't like the intrigues, but it doesn't mean he couldn't. Zhu Yunmo and Duke Wei just relieved a little. Doing these things now makes Zhu Yunmo cut off the capital's support, which is cruel enough.

"I understand. Go back. The manager must be comforted and don't make any mistakes."

Zhu Sanfu quickly bowed, "Don't worry, young master, this is my cousin. I will not slander the prince even if I sacrifice my life. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be relieved. Besides, I am taking care of his wife, children, and I will never make any mistakes."

Ning Prince's Mansion.

Zhu Xiaochang entered the inner hall. Wen looked up at his son and quickly signaled the man in front of him to go out.

The man smiled and bowed to Zhu Xiaochang before he left.

Zhu Xiaochang bowed to Wen, "Mother is looking for me?"

Wen signaled his son to come, took Zhu Xiaochang's hand, and comforted him with a smile:

"I heard from the people who serve you that they have not eaten well in the past two days. My mother is a little worried. Don't take the matter of the Prince's Mansion Poetry Festival to heart. Zhu Yunmo has someone to help him now, so my mother doesn't know how much he can have."

Zhu Xiaochang sighed and took out a collection of poems from his sleeve, which seemed to be sold in Manjushri Pavilion.

"I have read this collection of poems. In addition to the ones made at the Prince's House banquet, I also filled in some of them. From the perspective of poetry and prose, each poem can be said to be a work that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Such talent was actually the work of a doctor, which really made my son feel frustrated. In terms of knowledge, no one in the entire Imperial Academy can match his son, but Zhou Heng was too surprised."

Wen picked up the collection of poems and opened it, "Can you achieve great achievements if you write your poems well? Or is it that you are interested in poetry and prose now in the imperial examinations, and you don't need to pay attention to these things. Your strategy is a unique one, and this is the key point."

Zhu Xiaochang looked up at Wen. This sentence made him regain his confidence in an instant. In the imperial examination, poetry, writing and writing are the most important, and his mother said the key.

Thinking of this, Zhu Xiaochang quickly saluted Wen.

"My son is too stubborn, so I'll go back to study now. I will definitely get the first place in the scientific examination this year."

Wen patted Zhu Xiaochang's arm and said earnestly:

"This is my son. Your future journey depends on your own efforts. Whether it is your grandparent or your mother, there are fewer and fewer places to pave the way for you. If you want to gain a glory, you can make a name for yourself in the imperial examination. After all, it is a small world in the Imperial Academy."

Zhu Xiaochang nodded, "What my mother taught me."

Wen thought for a while and then said:

"There are also the girls you serve in your room. My mother knows that you like it very much, but you should be more modest these days and put your mind away, especially don't cause any trouble. I gave you the soup and medicine to look for someone to drink."

Zhu Xiaochang quickly lowered his head, looking a little guilty on his face.

"My son was a little depressed before, so I'll send the girl in the room and send it to my mother's yard to teach."

Wen nodded, "That's right, go and do it."

Zhu Xiaochang bowed and said, and Wen sighed, and an old woman beside him quickly helped Wen get up.

"Miss, don't worry, our young master is full of energy and just knows about men and women. He is a little obsessed with it. It's better to be older. Besides, he took the initiative to let his wife discipline him on his behalf. On the other hand, the one who cuts his sleeves is much more comfortable?"

Wen covered her lips and smiled, her steps also seemed much lighter.
Chapter completed!