At about midnight, Bao Zheng settled the 200 yamen runners in the Kaifeng Prefecture yamen, and returned to his dormitory where he lived alone in the backyard of the government office. As soon as he entered the Moon Gate where he lived alone, he was immediately shocked by the situation in front of him.

What Bao Zheng never expected was that the room in his dormitory was still lit. Needless to say, it was the one who was his wife Dong, who was re-stringing. In most cases, Dong was still waiting for him in the dormitory.

Bao Zheng, born in 999 AD, was 44 years old in the third year of Qingli, that is, in 1043 AD. His original wife, Li, married before he retired.

But the good times didn't last long. Not long after, Li died of a serious illness and became a widower after his youth.

Bao Zheng, who sought fame, later married this lady Dong in his thirties, who was about ten years younger than Bao Zheng. At this time, Dong was in his early thirties, and was in his early thirties.

As we all know, Bao Zheng left a reputation for being a righteous and honest official in later generations. As the prefect of Kaifeng, he was busy with official duties all day long and rarely accompanied Dong. He was busy until very late every day before returning to his dormitory to rest.

No matter how late Bao Zheng is, as his wife, Dong, will light two candlesticks in the bedroom, waiting for his husband Bao Zheng to return. Only before going to bed every night, Bao Zheng could say a few thoughtful words to Dong, and tonight is no exception.

Sure enough, the door of the dormitory was not bolted. Bao Zheng, who was slightly drunk, gently pushed it with his hand and entered the room. When he put the bolted door from inside and turned around, he found that Dong was lying on the round table and fell asleep.

At this time, it was the end of the third lunar month. In a few days, April was coming. The temperature was a little cool at night. Although Bao Zheng was busy with official business all day long, he was also a careful man.

Just because he was afraid that his wife Dong would catch a cold, Bao Zheng brought a thin quilt to cover Dong's and sat down next to Dong's.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Bao Zheng sat down, his butt was not even hot. Dong, who was originally lying on the round table next to him, suddenly woke up, and the thin quilt on her back slid to the ground.

Dong, who had just woken up, didn't bother to pick up the thin quilt that had fallen to the ground. Seeing Bao Zheng sitting next to her, he suddenly had a sleepy sleepy eyes, and suddenly, a ray of surprise radiated.

"Official, when will you return?" Dong asked curiously while bent down and picked up the thin quilt that had fallen to the ground.

After hiccupping, Bao Zheng replied, "Madam, I just came back and saw you lying here and fell asleep. I didn't wake you up and put on a thin quilt to give you a little longer."

After putting the picked-up quilt back on the bed two meters away, Dong returned and sat next to Bao Zheng again. He smelled the smell of alcohol brought by Bao Zheng. Instead of blaming her, she felt pity.

Dong quickly brought a tea bottle (green glaze dark carved soup bottle), a tea bowl (black glaze porcelain bowl), and a few small dishes (green glaze porcelain plate). On each small dish was a little tea, slices of ginger, salt, cinnamon, and pepper, all of which were placed on the round table in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, Dong, who was sitting at the round table, faced Bao Zheng sitting next to him and said with concern: "Officials, the water has just boiled for a moment and is still hot in the tea bottle. You should make a bowl of tea to warm your body and relieve your fatigue. I have also heard that eating tea can also help you relieve alcohol. Officials might as well give it a try."

As soon as Dong finished speaking, Bao Zheng got up and took a tea bowl from the coffee table not far away, placed it on the round table, sat down and said to Dong: "Madam, it's really boring for me to eat tea alone, so let's have tea together."

Next, Bao Zheng put a little tea, slices of ginger, salt, cinnamon and pepper into a black-glazed porcelain bowl placed in front of him and Dong. He then picked up a dark-carved soup bottle of green glaze, and injected two-thirds of the hot water into the two black-glazed porcelain bowls.

Bao Zheng and his wife Dong were having tea while talking casually that what he had heard in the street department tonight were Wang Hao, the secretary of the street department, and the first time he had a barbecue tonight, and the unexpected encounter with Song Renzong Zhao Zhen, who was visiting privately at night, made Dong, who was sitting next to him, was fascinated by him.

After taking a few sips of tea, Dong found that from the words of his husband Bao Zheng, he seemed to hear his appreciation for Wang Hao, a young man. She asked curiously like a cannon, and said, "Official, how old is Wang Hao, the new Si Cheng of the street you are talking about? What relatives are there in the family? Are they married? Have you bought a house in the capital?"

At first, Bao Zheng thought that his wife Dong was a little curious about Wang Hao, so he didn't care too much, so he answered truthfully: "My wife, Wang Hao has been in ten years, has no father or mother, has been an orphan since childhood, and has grown up with a hundred families. He is not a Tokyo person. He is still alone and has not yet married. His monthly salary is approximately 10,000 yuan, and it has only been more than three years since he was recruited into the street office. How can he have the ability to build a house in Tokyo?"

After listening to Bao Zheng's brief introduction to Wang Hao's personal situation, Dong thought for a moment and sighed thoughtfully: "Official, you said that Wang Hao is so young. He has only been the chief of the street chief in just ten days. He offended Deputy Privy Councilor Xia Shu and Censor Wang Gongchen, as well as hundreds of officials stationed in Beijing who lived in Hanlin Lane.

"I can see that Wang Hao is a bit similar to the official, and that is, he is doing things for the Zhao family and offended many ministers in the court. No wonder you have been running to the street officials in the past few days, and you have been much more diligent than before."

After sighing, Dong paused for a few moments, suddenly changed his subject and asked very seriously: "Official, I ask you, you must answer truthfully. In the eyes of the official, will Wang Hao have a bright future in his career in the future? Also, how does the Zhao official view him like this?"

Facing his wife's inquiry, Bao Zheng felt that he had nothing to hide, so he praised without hesitation: "Madam, you don't know anything! Although Wang Hao was born in the army, he had been serving in the military camp of Kaifeng Prefecture before he was recruited to the street yamen. His head was very smart. Sometimes in many aspects, even your husband was not as good as him.

"Madam, you know that Wang Hao's official position as the Secretary of the Streets was not appointed by me, the prefect of Kaifeng, but was promoted by the Zhao family. Now, in the investigation of the invasion of the streets and occupation of the roads in Tokyo, the official family attaches great importance to and appreciates Wang Hao. In time, this person will definitely rise up, and it is unknown that he will become the official's loyal minister in the future."

Speaking of this, Bao Zheng seemed to have thought of something. After pausing for a few moments, he suddenly changed his mind and said in amazement: "Madam, Wang Hao is not only highly valued and cultivated by the officials, but also, in the street yamen tonight, I also saw that Wang Hao actually had a certain relationship with Empress Cao, Concubine Miao and Princess Fukang in private, but I was puzzled."

Hearing that his father praised Wang Hao as a singular, not only did he receive the key cultivation of the Zhao official family, but he also had a private friendship with Empress Cao and Concubine Miao, and he was very likely to become an important official in the court like her in the future. She immediately made her happy in her heart.

Thinking of this, Dong opened his red lips in a controversial tone and suggested: "Official, since Wang Hao, a young man, has a bright future, why not betroth our eldest daughter Qian'er as a hair extension wife?!
Chapter completed!