"Bao Zheng actually has an extra son?"

Zhao Zhen simply couldn't believe it.

Chen Zhongheng had already received the news, but after he had communicated with the queen, he felt that he should be hiding it from the emperor for a day, so as not to get up in one breath...

He looked at the emperor's expression carefully, and saw that he was not angry, so he dared to admit: "The official family, Bao Zheng's concubine Sun was pregnant before he was sent home..."

This old guy is actually 60 years old and can still have a son.

Chen Zhongheng was worried that the emperor would think of this, so he took a peek.

"Bao Zheng has a deep relationship, so please congratulate me."

"Official family."

A eunuch came in outside.

Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "Let the queen prepare some things to send to Bao Zheng's house, which is considered a congratulation to my family."

The emperor is kind!

Chen Zhongheng felt that officials in the Song Dynasty were really lucky. When the child grew up, he would definitely be awarded an official position. What is this?

This is how one person attains enlightenment, and a chicken and a dog ascends to heaven!

Zhao Zhen got up and moved his body, and went to the harem without saying a word.

The emperor is here...

The emperor has no prince, whoever gives birth to a prince is the boss.

Think about it, the current official family is a palace maid. Since palace maids can give birth, what about us?

For a moment, Zhao Zhen was like a green leaf, surrounded by countless flowers, and he was called sick the next day.

The emperor was squeezed into a scum by the women in the palace, but Shen An was like the sun at eight or nine o'clock, and he was in great spirits.

"Run!"

Shen An is in front, fruits and fruits are behind, and flowers are in front.

Both of them couldn't run away from a puppy, and Huahua had to look back and wait.

After running, Shen An began to practice martial arts with Yao Lian.

Two wooden knives were attacking and defending, and Shen An was small in size and could not slash at the head, so he looked inadequate.

"I'll cut!"

"Meteor Slash!"

"Pierced Slash!"

"Phantom Tornado Slash!"

"My waist..."

Shen An was sweating profusely and listening to flattery.

"Langjun, you are a martial arts genius at first glance. There are some family-born killing tricks here. Langjun, you just try your best to learn for a few years, and you will be sure to be enemies of ten thousand people..."

"The first time a villain practiced a knife was that he was only half of your strength, and he was exhausted after practicing incense. Langjun, you are a genius!"

Yao Lian was very sincere, so Shen An also felt that he was a martial arts genius and was preparing to practice hard sooner or later.

After washing up, Shen An was about to go to Lao Bao to congratulate him privately.

Lao Bao said yesterday that he wanted to meet Guoguo, and Shen An would naturally meet his requirements.

"Brother, Mr. Bao is very fierce."

Guoguo still remembers Bao Gong from the night market and mutters from the inner courtyard to the front courtyard.

"...It's not that I brag. I started practicing swords when I was five years old. It started from the darkness of the sky until dawn, and that I could rest..."

Guoguo felt that his brother's mood had changed and became very bad.

Shen An had a stern face all the way, and it was better after he arrived at the Kaifeng Prefecture Office.

Some people say that officials in the Northern Song Dynasty were feasting and eating. Shen An believed in it before, but now he doesn't.

Bao Zheng sat behind the table, reading a book in his hand, and he was completely without the enterprising aspiration of the dynasty's bosses.

And it's actually a travel notation.

After Bao Zheng put down the book, Shen An picked it up and took a look. He found it very interesting, so he put it away.

Bao Zheng pointed at him and said, "You are just a plucked hair by the geese. Guoguo should not imitate your brother."

Lao Bao saw that he was in a good spirit and picked up Guoguo and couldn't bear to let go.

When people reach this age, they can still have sons, and they give birth to sons while preparing to die. This feeling...

Anyway, Chen An felt that Lao Bao was really calm when he didn't learn from Fan Jin's success.

"Blessed Mr. Bao is getting stronger and stronger. He is happy to have a noble son. The old horse is in the stable and has ambitions for thousands of miles..."

Chen An casually said congratulations. Bao Zheng teased Guoguo for a while, gave her a rattle, and then asked Aunt Chen to take her out for fun.

He naturally bought the rattle on the road and was about to go home to play with his one-year-old son.

Poor parents!

Chen An felt that Lao Bao was pitiful, but Lao Bao enjoyed it.

He glanced at Chen An and said disdainfully: "You see that you just want to ask someone for something. Tell me, what a hesitant look like!"

Chen An said embarrassedly: "I didn't see the larger houses in Bianliang City, and I wanted to make one, but this handwriting is not big enough to meet people, so I just thought about your flying dragon and phoenix dance..."

"alright."

Lao Bao took a sip of tea, then said calmly: "What do you want to write? For example, the Shen family or the Shen family in Bianliang."

The so-called door plaques are actually mostly boasting about their own family, and some narcissisms are inherited by aristocratic families, and they even hang a hall number.

Chen An said, "The Shen family is simple, but the Shen family in Bianliang is not right. It's better to be the Shen family in Xiongzhou."

Bao Zheng looked at him in surprise: "Do you still want to win back your reputation for your father?"

Chen An said with a smile: "It's not about redeeming it, but about rehabilitation..."

Bao Zheng looked at him steadily and sighed for a long time: "Forget it, I'm writing it for you."

Chen An made a piece of paper like a magic trick, and Bao Zheng said angrily: "You can only care about your own face."

Chen An smiled and served the pen and ink, Lao Bao was calm and calm. As soon as he wrote the two words Xiongzhou, Chen An couldn't help but praise: "Good words, one word is worth a thousand gold!"

Bao Zheng finished writing the word Shen family and then reached out his hand.

"What are you doing?"

Chen An picked up the paper and blew it, thinking that these four words would be preserved easily. When the descendants were promising in the future, they could sell them for money.

"One word of money, four stakes of money."

Chen An looked at the hand with some old spots and yelled, "Let's go back! I'll come to my door."

Then he shouted outside: "Guoguo."

"elder brother!"

Chen An felt relieved when he heard his sister's voice, and turned around and bowed, "Thank you, Mr. Bao, I'll treat you to drink next time."

"This kid!"

Bao Zheng laughed and scolded, feeling extremely good.

Chen An was in a bad mood. When he went to make the door plaque, he was in a good mood and gave him two more copper coins. But the carpenter muttered, "I asked for so much, so I gave him two more copper coins. How to do it!"

I didn't bring flowers out today, so Chen An walked around with his sister on his back.

Guoguo lay on his brother's back, looking at the delicacies with greed.

"Brother, meat, meat."

This kid suddenly loves to eat meat in recent days, and it is fat, which makes Chen An a little worried.

"Brother!"

The Shen brothers and sisters have now settled down in Bianliang City, and Guoguo has gradually become more cute and... naughty as children of her age.

"I'll leave, I'll get some delicious food when I go home."

The butcher selling meat beside him pouted and shouted, "That boy, is there anyone who treats his sister like this? Come on, I'll give you half a pound of fat here."

Guoguo was not happy when she heard this. Although she didn't know the full meaning of these words, she still shouted: "I don't eat meat, I don't eat meat..."

Seeing the butcher's face was indignant, Chen An said, "Is your meat fresh every day?"

The butcher said with a stern face: "You go to Bianliang City to inquire about my Zhao Wudi's reputation. Apart from the autumn day, if I have spent the night in Zhao Wudi's pork, I will not do this job."

Zhao Wudi...

Chen An felt unaware of the harshness in an instant.
Chapter completed!