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

"Eighth Sister, since you're home today, please go to the kitchen and tell them to prepare the broth and cut up all the meat and vegetables. We can start when I get back."

As Han Zhi was leaving, Su Zhen stood at the door, straightening his clothes, and replied, "Yes, yes, I understand. My lord, please go and study with peace of mind."

At this moment, Han Zhi clapped his hands again and said, "I almost forgot. If the servants go out to buy things today, Eighth Sister should also instruct them to keep an eye out for beef."

"What's wrong? Does my lord want to eat beef?" Su Zhen asked. "That kind of thing is hard to come by."

"So let's take a look first, and we'll talk about it later if we don't find it. But we're not buying beef, we're buying cow's stomach and stomach," Han Zhi said with a smile.

Su Zhen looked puzzled, frowned slightly, and asked, "Bull's stomach? What's that?"

"Anyway, it's delicious! Eighth Sister just needs to buy it, and the rest is up to me to cook it for her." Han Zhi said mysteriously, keeping everyone in suspense again.

Su Zhen's curiosity was not satisfied, so he could only complain, "If you don't want to say, then don't say. Just buy it. I want to see what kind of rubbish you can make."

Han Zhi chuckled and then said, "There's one last thing."

He then leaned close to Su Zhen's ear and whispered, "Eighth Sister, don't forget to tidy up my study today."

Su Zhen was taken aback, her face immediately turning red. She playfully punched Han Zhi and scolded him, "We haven't even had a bite yet, and my husband is already thinking about me. You really are a shameless rascal."

Han Zhi smiled, then left a "mark" on Su Zhen's flushed cheek before getting into the carriage and leaving.

"My lord, remember to come back soon! Be careful on the road!"

......

Han Zhi walked into the classroom with a radiant smile, expecting another peaceful day. But as soon as he sat down, he heard the voices of Lü Huiqing and Shen Kuo:

"Hey! Lü Huiqing! Give me back the painting!"

"What's the rush! Brother Han and Brother Huaimin haven't seen it yet!"

When Han Zhi heard himself being called, he instinctively looked over—

Lu Huiqing was holding something that looked like a scroll, and Shen Kuo was chasing after him; the two of them ran all over the classroom. Just then, Lu Huiqing saw Han Zhi and shouted:

"Brother Han! Here!"

Immediately, Lü Huiqing tossed the scroll over, and Han Zhi instinctively reached out to catch it. Shen Kuo then shifted his focus to Han Zhi, but Lü Huiqing stopped him.

Han Zhi was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously lowered his head. The scroll had already unfolded when it was thrown over, and when he looked at it, he saw the picture of his wife on it.

The woman in the painting was beautiful and charming, with arched eyebrows that seemed to be furrowed but not quite. He stared at her for a while, and suddenly felt that the woman in the painting looked somewhat familiar.

Having spent a long time with Su Zhen, he also grew tired of playful fighting. So he took the painting, went to Shen Kuo, and returned it to him.

"The woman in this painting looks familiar. I wonder who she is?" Han Zhi asked at this moment.

But this simple question made Shen Kuo blush. Han Zhi raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly anticipating his answer.

"Brother Han, how could you forget things like this?" Lü Huiqing said with a smile. "We've met this person before. She's the second wife of Wang Yaochen, the Right Censor. It was when Brother Shen was engrossed in reading and almost got hit by a carriage."

Han Zhi suddenly realized and said, "I remember now! It's Lady Wang!"

But soon, he changed his mind and asked:

"By the way, Brother Shen, are you still in contact with that Lady Wang? Tell us quickly, let us know!"

Han Zhi was no longer sleepy and wanted to ask Shen Kuo some questions. Just then, Zhang Huaimin arrived carrying his book box, so Han Zhi pulled him over as well, intending to gossip together.

But Shen Kuo blushed and couldn't utter a single word, only managing to say, "No! Brothers, please don't make wild guesses!"

With that, he picked up the painting and returned to his seat. Han Zhi and the other two watched his movements—he carefully put the scroll away, then opened his book box and placed it in the small compartment, all with great gentleness, as if afraid of damaging it.

Zhang Huaimin didn't see the painting, but asked, "What's wrong? Is there something you want to say?"

Han Zhi said, "It was Brother Shen who painted a picture of Lady Wang. The Lady Wang who almost bumped into Brother Shen."

Zhang Huaimin suddenly realized, and then said, "Madam Wang, I just overheard something about her."

This time, Shen Kuo became interested and actually raised his head slightly. Seeing this, Zhang Huaimin understood, and then raised his voice slightly, saying:

"When I entered the Imperial Academy just now, I also saw Madam Wang. Madam Wang was talking with the Chancellor, saying that she had heard about our academy's victory in the last competition, so she wanted to come to our Imperial Academy to audit the classes for half a day."

However, Wang Niangzi's original words were, "I want to see the official who determined the champion in the three poems." But everyone in the Kaifeng Academy knew who this "champion in the three poems" was, so naturally, she couldn't reveal it.

At this moment, Lü Huiqing feigned confusion and raised her voice slightly, asking, "Are you talking about our classroom?"

"Is the information accurate? There are two classrooms in this Imperial Academy; it might not be this one," Han Zhi asked.

Zhang Huaimin smiled and said, "I will follow the instructions of the Master of Ceremonies, which is this classroom."

"Oh~"

At this, Han Zhi and Lü Huiqing uttered a meaningful sound, then both looked at Shen Kuo. However, the latter kept his head down, pretending not to be listening to their conversation.

Just then, the classroom door opened again, and a cold draft blew in. This time, it attracted the attention of all three of them, but upon seeing it, they immediately looked away and ran back to their seats.

Seeing this, Shen Kuo turned around curiously and saw that the first person to enter was the teacher from the classroom, and behind him was a woman who was dignified and beautiful.

Yes, it is indeed Lady Wang.

Shen Kuo quickly turned his head back and then subconsciously closed the book box. But even so, he listened very carefully to the sounds behind him.

The teacher came up to the stage and said, "Today, Dr. Wang's wife, Wang Qian, will be attending our class as an auditor. All students should pay attention."

"Yes!"

The gentleman nodded, then looked at Wang Qian and said, "Madam Wang, please sit behind Shen Kuo. There is an empty table there."

"Thank you sir."

It was that same silvery voice, followed by the sound of someone sitting down. Even if Shen Kuo had cut his nose, he could still smell the faint herbal scent emanating from her.

Then, a soft cough was heard from behind, followed by the teacher's words:

"In that case, let's begin class today. As usual, we'll start by checking whether everyone has completed their homework."