Chapter Forty-Seven: Ruyi Langjun
At about night and night, after Bao Zheng settled the two hundred officials in the Kaifeng Mansion, he returned to his dormitory where he lived alone in the backyard of the Mansion, so that as soon as he entered the Moon Gate of the courtyard where he lived alone, he was immediately shocked by the situation in front of him.
What Bao Zheng never expected was that there was still a candle in his dormitory room, needless to say, this was ordered by his wife Dong, nine times out of ten, Dong was still waiting for him in the bedroom.
Bao Zheng, who was born in 999 AD, was 43 years old in the second year of Qingli at this time, that is, in 1042 AD.
But the good times didn't last long, and not long after, Li died early due to a serious illness, and the young security became a widower.
Bao Zheng, who sought fame, later married the beautiful Dong family when he was in his thirties, about ten years younger than Bao Zheng, and the Dong family at this time was in his early thirties, which was the age when women were like wolves and tigers.
As we all know, Bao Zheng left a reputation for being an upright and honest official in later generations, as the Yin of Kaifeng Mansion, he was busy with official business all day long, rarely accompanied by Dong, and was busy until late every day before returning to the dormitory to rest.
No matter how late Bao Zheng is busy, Dong, as his wife, will light two candlesticks in the bedroom, waiting for the return of her husband Bao Zheng, and before going to bed every night, Bao Zheng can say a few warm and considerate words to Dong, and tonight is naturally no exception.
Sure enough, the door of the dormitory was not latched, and Bao Zheng, who was a little drunk, gently pushed it with his hand and entered the room, and when he got on the latch from the inside and turned around, he found that Dong was lying on the round table and fell asleep.
At this time, it is the end of the third month of the lunar calendar, and in a few days, it will be April, and the temperature at night is slightly cool.
No, for fear that his wife Dong would catch a cold, Bao Zheng brought a thin quilt for Dong and sat down next to Dong.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Bao Zheng sat down, his butt was not yet hot, and Dong, who was lying on the round table next to him, suddenly woke up, and the thin quilt draped on her back also slipped to the ground.
Dong, who had just woken up, didn't care about picking up the thin quilt that had slipped on the ground, and saw Bao Zheng sitting next to her.
"Official, when will you return?" Dong Shi bent down and picked up the thin quilt that had slipped to the ground, and asked curiously.
After Bao Zheng hiccuped, he replied: "Lady, I just came back, and I saw you lying here asleep, so I didn't wake you up, and put a thin quilt on you, wanting you to sleep a little longer." ”
After putting the picked up quilt back on the bed two feet away, Dong Shi returned and sat beside Bao Zheng again, smelling the smell of wine carried by Bao Zheng, instead of blaming, she felt pity.
I saw that Dong hurriedly brought a tea bottle (green glaze dark engraved flower soup bottle), as well as a tea bowl (black glazed porcelain bowl), and several small plates (green glazed porcelain plates), each small plate with a little tea, ginger slices, salt, cinnamon, and peppercorns, 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, who was sitting next to him, and said with concern: "Official, this water has just been boiled for a moment, and it is still hot in the tea bottle, you hurry up and make a bowl of tea to warm up your body and relieve fatigue." The slave family also heard that eating tea also has the effect of relieving hangover, so the officials may wish to give it a try. ”
As soon as Dong's voice fell, Bao Zheng got up and took another tea bowl from the coffee table not far away, put it on the round table, sat down and said to Dong: "Lady, it's really boring for me to eat tea alone, so let's eat tea together." ”
Next, Bao Zheng put a little tea powder, ginger slices, salt, cinnamon and peppercorns into a black glazed porcelain bowl placed in front of him and Dong, and then picked up the green glaze and engraved flower soup bottle, and poured two-thirds of the hot water into the two black glazed porcelain bowls.
Bao Zheng and his wife Dong had tea while casually talking about what he saw and heard in the street division tonight, and the most mentioned in the words was Wang Hao, the street secretary, and the first time he had a barbecue tonight, and there was no danger to see Song Renzong Zhao Zhen who had a private interview with Weifu at night, which made Dong, who was sitting next to him, extremely fascinated.
After taking a few sips of tea, Dong found that from the words of his husband Bao Zheng, he seemed to hear the appreciation of Wang Hao, a young man, and she asked curiously like a cannon: "Official, you are talking about the new Si Cheng Wang Hao of the Street Division, how old is he this year?" What other relatives are alive at home? Is it married? Do you have 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 pay too much attention to it, so he replied truthfully: "Lady, this Wang Hao has been in his teenage years, has no father and no mother, has been an orphan since he was a child, grew up on a hundred family meals, and is not from Tokyo, and he is still alone and unmarried. His monthly salary is about 10,000 yuan, and he has only been transferred to the sub-district department for more than three years, so how can he have the ability to set up a house in Tokyo City. ”
After listening to Bao Zheng's brief introduction to Wang Hao's personal situation, Dong Shi thought for a while, and sighed thoughtfully: "Official, you said that this Wang Hao is so young, and he has only been in office for ten days after taking up the post of street secretary, and he has offended Xia Zhu, the deputy privy envoy, and Wang Gongchen, the middle of the imperial history, as well as hundreds of officials stationed in Beijing who live in Hanlin Lane.
"The slave family can see it, this Wang Hao is a little similar to the official's temperament, that is, he is doing things for the Zhao official family, and he has offended many imperial relatives and ministers of the court, no wonder you have been running to the street department yamen a lot more diligently than before in the past few days."
After sighing, Dong paused twice, and suddenly changed his words, and asked very seriously: "Official, the slave family asks you, you have to answer truthfully." In the eyes of officials, will this Wang Hao have a bright future and make great achievements in his career in the future? Also, how did the Zhao family view him like this? ”
In the face of his wife's inquiry, Bao Zheng felt that he had nothing to hide, so he praised without hesitation: "Lady, you don't know anything!" Don't look at this Wang Hao is from the army, before he was recruited into the Yamen of the Street Division, he has been a soldier in the box barracks of Kaifeng Mansion, his head is very bright, sometimes in many ways, even your husband and I sigh to myself.
"Madame, you can know that the official position of Wang Hao's street secretary was not appointed by me, the Kaifeng Mansion Yin, but by the Zhao official family himself. At present, in the investigation and handling of the invasion of streets and roads in Tokyo, the official family attaches great importance to and appreciates this Wang Hao, and over time, this person will definitely rise to the top, and it is unknown that he will become a minister of the official family in the future. ”
Speaking of this, Bao Zheng seemed to have thought of something, and after a pause twice, he suddenly changed his words, and said in surprise: "Lady, Wang Hao is not only valued and cultivated by the officials, but also, tonight I am in the Yamen of the Street Division, and I can see that Wang Hao has a certain friendship with Queen Cao, Miao Guifei and Princess Fukang in private, but I am puzzled. ”
Hearing that her father praised Wang Hao to the sky, not only did she get the key cultivation of the Zhao official family, but also had a private relationship with Empress Cao and Miao Guifei, and she was very likely to become an important minister of the court like her official in the future, she suddenly made her happy in her heart.
Thinking of this, Dong Shi used a consultative tone to lightly open his red lips and propose: "Official, since Wang Hao, a young man's career in the future, is bright, why don't you marry our eldest daughter Qian'er to him as a wife for hair extensions?!"
"Our Qian'er, now that she is seventeen years old, she should also find a good family for her, in my opinion, this Wang Hao is very suitable as our Qian'er's wishful husband. Official, what do you think? ”