In the Northern Song Dynasty, he started by marrying the eighth daughter of the Su family.

Su Zhen glared at Han Zhi, picked up the articles by Su Shi and Su Zhe, and began to read. Han Zhi, meanwhile, stood obediently to the side, then suddenly pointed to a certain sentence and said:

“In this case, I think it would be better to add ‘夫’ at the beginning of the sentence—after all, it’s used for explanation.”

"Then this sentence, is the sentence structure wrong? It looks a bit confusing."

Su Shi and Su Zhe craned their necks to look at the spot Han Zhi was pointing to, and then both nodded in agreement.

However, Su Zhen was somewhat displeased and simply shoved both articles back into Han Zhi's hands, saying coquettishly, "Since my husband understands so well, why bother having me read them? Can't you guide me alone?"

Han Zhi quickly smiled apologetically, put the article back in Su Zhen's hands, and coaxed, "Eighth Sister, I was wrong. I was just saying it casually, and it may not be right. If we really have to say, Eighth Sister is the best."

"In terms of literary talent, I am far inferior to Ba Niang."

Su Zhen looked at Han Zhi with resentment, picked up the article again, and scolded, "What a rascal, so shameless."

Seeing his elder sister's state, Su Shi quietly gestured to Han Zhi, signaling him to come closer. The brother-in-law, in turn, glanced at Su Zhen discreetly and then leaned closer to listen.

Then Su Shi said, "When my brother-in-law first recognized my sister, she said, 'My brother-in-law is a lecher!'"

Su Zhen quickly noticed Han Zhi and Su Shi's whispered conversation, so he slammed the article on the table, crossed his arms, and scrutinized the two of them. The two brothers felt a chill run down their spines.

Little Su Zhe looked at them with a blank expression, wondering if his brother-in-law didn't like him.

Fortunately, Su Shi was quick-witted and said, "Brother-in-law, this is all I can do to help you. If you still don't know what your sister really likes, then I can't help you either."

Seeing Su Zhen's "suspicious" look, even if young Su Zhe didn't understand, he should have gotten the answer by now. He then spoke up: "Brother-in-law likes poetry and songs, is there anything else you want to ask?"

"What do you two like to eat? I... I don't know yet." Han Zhi asked, laughing as he looked at Su Zhen's expression.

"Brother-in-law, let me teach you a lesson: if you want to win a woman's heart, you must first win her stomach. To get things done, you must first win her stomach! If a person is not well-fed and clothed, what else can they do?"

Su Shi and Su Zhe quickly made "I understand" expressions and then said, "Thank you for your guidance, brother-in-law."

Su Zhen frowned, pinched Han Zhi, and scolded him, "My lord is so unruly. Mother said that I should discipline you."

Han Zhi quickly smiled apologetically, and Su Xun also smiled and said, "Alright, good son-in-law, we still have to receive guests later. I would like to ask you to come with me to greet them outside."

"it is good!"

"please!"

"Father-in-law, please go first!"

The two of them stood up with smiles and walked out together. Cheng Jun was about to speak again, but then he saw Han Zhi running back and saying, "I almost forgot."

Then, right in front of the people in the room, even before Su Zhen could react, he pressed a kiss to her lips.

"I'm going to greet the guests, Eighth Sister, wait for me!"

As he spoke, he ran out again and followed Su Xun to his side. Su Zhen's face slowly flushed, and his eyes briefly swept around, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Is this move too reckless in front of a large audience?

Madam Cheng quickly picked up her teacup; Cheng Jun, Cheng Xu, and the others dared not look over—it would be contrary to Confucian principles! On the contrary, the two brothers, Su Shi and Su Zhe, were somewhat stunned.

Su Zhen quickly picked up the article, waved it in front of them, and said, "Don't think nonsense! Your brother-in-law is just like that, never serious..."

"You wanted to ask about the article, didn't you? Hurry up and listen!"

At this moment, she needed to do something to cover up her blushing face.

......

There were quite a few guests, but most were wealthy merchants; none of them held the rank of officer. However, they all showed Han Zhi considerable respect, pulling him along as he arrived and offering him a greeting:

Phrases like "May Lord Han be blessed" or "Wishing Lord Han and Lady Su a son soon" were exchanged. Han Zhi responded to each one, and at this point, he even felt a little numbness in his mouth and neck.

During the banquet, guests would come up to toast Han Zhi. After this, Han Zhi was forced to drink quite a bit more, and his eyes became glazed, as if he were drunk.

"My lord? My lord?" Su Zhen helped Han Zhi to the door and called out softly.

"My lord, you are drunk."

Behind them, the Su family mansion was still bustling with activity, guests clinking glasses and exchanging toasts. But the entrance where Su Zhen was located seemed a little quieter.

"I'm alright." Han Zhi yawned, his eyes still seeming quite bright.

Su Zhen looked at him helplessly and asked, "Is my lord tired? Shall I take you home?"

"Ah."

Han Zhi supported Su Zhen and wanted to rub against her again. At this moment, Su Xun also realized that the young couple had been outside for quite a while, so he came out to check on them.

"Good son-in-law, this is..."

“My lord, the master is drunk,” Su Zhen said.

Su Xun nodded and said, "In that case, let's stop here for today. I'll go find a musician and then send you back later."

Su Zhen helped Han Zhi into the carriage, but as soon as he got in, he sat up, startling Su Zhen. Han Zhi acted as if he hadn't drunk anything at all; his face wasn't even flushed.

"Official?"

Afraid that she would make a sound, Han Zhi quickly made a "shush" gesture and then asked, "Can we set off now?"

"Not yet. We can only set off home after the adults find a musician," Su Zhen blinked and replied.

A short while later, the sound of gongs and drums came from outside, and then Yueping got into the carriage. When she came in and saw Han Zhi acting as if nothing had happened, she was taken aback.

"Good son-in-law, go back and rest!"

After saying that, the coachman started the carriage and began to slowly drive towards the Marquis of Fuping's residence.

Su Zhen, feeling that they had walked a distance, asked, "What was going on just now, my lord? Why did you look like you were half-drunk?"

"Hey, it's all an act!" Han Zhi waved his hand. "It's just that I'm going to go all out. When I get home, I'll have to trouble Ba Niang to help me for a while longer."

"Alright, I'll do as you say, my lord."

......

Back at the manor, Zhou Hanshi saw Han Zhi and wanted to come up and ask him something. However, he seemed to be drunk, so she gave up the idea.

They returned to the courtyard undisturbed. Han Zhi then put one hand behind his back and gestured to Yue Ping. Upon seeing this, she immediately turned and left.

Back inside, Su Zhen had just closed the door when she felt herself being picked up.

"Eighth Sister has fallen for their trap!"

Su Zhen was somewhat surprised and asked nervously, "My lord, what's wrong...?"

She was then placed on the bed, and immediately Han Zhi's face appeared: "I heard that Eighth Sister said I'm a lecher?"

"Ah..." Su Zhen gasped softly, her face turning red once again.

"At that time it was...it was..."

"What is it?" Han Zhi asked, feeling pleased with her shy demeanor.

"I was wrong," Su Zhen said sweetly, "My lord, please don't be like this..."

"Hmm~"