Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren was also reading the newspaper, unable to hide the pride in his eyes. "My wife is incredible."
There were quite a few newspapers in the Ministry of Revenue. Qiu Yan sighed, "Mr. Fengqing is truly talented."
In the capital, Mr. Fengqing's books were selling well. It was said that they had been reprinted several times, and now he even wrote articles. It was remarkable.
Zhou Shuren's mustache turned upwards as he happily sipped tea, enjoying the compliments about his wife.
Qiu Yan continued, "This Mr. Fengqing has such insights. I wonder who he is. Why haven't we heard of him before? Sir, do you think the Emperor might invite him to be an official?"
Zhou Shuren replied, "No."
Qiu Yan was excited, "Sir, do you know who Mr. Fengqing is?"
He finally realized, given how much the Emperor trusted him, it was normal for him to know.
Zhou Shuren, realizing his affirmative answer, stroked his mustache, "I cannot say."
