[mouse cat] special way

With the help of dim candlelight, Bao Zheng, governor of Kaifeng, was at his desk handling official documents as usual.After a while, thinking he was a little tired, he raised his head and rubbed his eyes and temples vigorously with both hands, feeling a little more awake.After reading the official documents in the middle of the night, Bao Zheng, who was always energetic, was also a little thirsty. He picked up the teapot at hand and wanted to pour a cup of tea, but he had already finished it.He smiled, stood up and stretched, picked up the empty teapot and walked out of the room, wanting to go to the kitchen to add some hot tea, and move his stiff legs by the way.

When he walked through the small courtyard and passed a house, he couldn't help but stop, and after thinking about it, he opened the door and walked in.

The furnishings in the room are very simple. The innermost one is a bed with a dark blue curtain and a plain quilt on it; a small suitcase is placed at the foot of the bed against the wall, and you can know it without opening it. It is the clothes that the child often wears, and the wound bandages that he always thinks are well hidden; further outside is a square table with a candlestick and a tea set on it, and two benches under the table... …

Clean and deserted, this is Zhan Zhao's bedroom, the room of a 21-year-old child...

Bao Zheng put the teapot on the spotless table, slowly sat on Zhan Zhao's bed, and gently stroked the mattress with his hands.It has been almost two months since Zhan Zhao left Kaifeng Mansion, but the old and young people in Kaifeng Mansion have never forgotten to clean and dust his room, because they all know that this kitten in Kaifeng Mansion likes to be clean.Zhan Zhao is as gentle as jade, clean as dust, looking at his bright smile, anyone can feel refreshed by the spring breeze.Most of the time, the pride and determination of his sons and daughters are just hidden under a gentle smile, just like this time's soaring to the sky...

Alas, Bao Zheng sighed secretly, sometimes even he didn't understand, why did that clean child follow him into the quagmire of officialdom without hesitation?Not everyone can keep a pure heart in the world of mortals. After seeing all the ugliness of human nature and suffering unspeakable suffering, this child can resist all kinds of temptations, ignore many injuries, and stand firm as before. By his side, use the three-foot green peak to guard this rare piece of blue sky.

The reason why the night is frightening is that it is blinding the eyes and blinding the way forward.When the night is too dark, people worry about the future. I wonder if there will be a cliff ahead, which will make people fall to the ground; or if there is a solid iron curtain, which will make people bruise.Fortunately, he, Bao Zheng, met Gongsun Ce, Zhan Zhao, and those people who helped him overtly and secretly, so that he could always save himself from danger.

No matter how dark the night is, if someone is with you, you will be able to stride forward calmly.

So, he has no regrets.Because Gongsun Ce and Zhan Zhao have no regrets, and those who have helped them have no regrets, not to mention those who need Qingtian, admire Qingtian, and protect Qingtian. He, Bao Zheng, has no right to regret.

However, Bao Zheng is also a mortal with a flesh and blood body. As a human being, he has emotions and desires. Although he has never regretted it, it does not mean that he does not feel distressed!

Zhao'er, how are you doing now...

Bao Zheng's men grasped the thin mattress tightly, his nose felt a little sore.Although every few days he could receive letters from Gongsun Ce reporting his safety, and Ma Han who came back also brought back news that Zhan Zhao was safe, but he knew that it was definitely more than that!According to Gongsun Ce's temperament, if Zhan Zhao was fine, how could he leave his official duties in Kaifeng Mansion and not return for two months?If Zhan Zhao was fine, how could he only write "everything is fine" in his reply letter?More importantly, if Zhan Zhao was fine, why didn't this caring child write a reply to himself?This can only show that Zhan Zhao's injury is really serious...

Oh, Zhaoer...

Even so, even knowing that Zhan Zhao needs to recuperate, he still had to write that letter, who puts the interests of the family and the country above all else... Sometimes, myself, really, is cruel!

Bao Zheng, Bao Zheng, he shook his head slowly, and said to himself, sometimes, I really don't know you anymore...

"Who trespassed on Kaifeng mansion!"

"Take it!"

"Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping-pong--" There was a familiar sound of fighting outside the window, Bao Zheng smiled wryly, hehe, there are so many people thinking about his life...

After a while, the sound of fighting finally stopped, and the sound of people running came from outside the window, accompanied by a soft call: "My lord...My lord..."...

Bao Zheng got up and straightened his clothes, picked up the teapot and pushed open the door.

Seeing the lord coming out of Zhanwei's room, Wang Chao heaved a sigh of relief, called a small yamen servant to inform Jiang Ping that they should not look for them anymore, and then ran to the lord in a small step, and saw him holding Zhanwei's New Years Eve in one hand. The teapot given to him was gently closed on the door with one hand, and he quickly reported the situation just now.

Bao Zheng nodded, softly ordered everyone to rest, and walked to the kitchen with the teapot in hand.

Wang Chao took the teapot from Mr. Bao's hand: "Subordinate, go down and make tea, sir, you'd better go back to your room..." Seeing Mr. Bao reluctantly being escorted back to his room by Zhao Hu who arrived later, Wang Chao felt amused , but I couldn't laugh anymore.That... making tea... Uh, it seems that only tea leaves and boiling water are enough... The taste of adults has been picked up by Zhanwei... It's very troublesome... Wang Dynasty was thinking as he walked, how did Zhanwei do it in the past Woolen cloth?Hey, don't mind him, just like what Brother Zhang Long did before, go back to the pot of boiling water, it's all for drinking anyway!

So, Bao Zheng smiled wryly at the extremely bland pot of "tea" on the table... Is this... is it tea... It's all Zhan Zhao's fault, he just used him, who doesn't know the art of tea, to be happy without tea of scribes.Although Zhan Zhao also exchanged tea art with Mr. Gongsun and shopkeeper Zhang of the restaurant in his free time, Bao Zheng always felt that the tea made by Zhan Zhao himself was more suitable for his own taste.Zhao'er, come back quickly, I've been drinking thirst-quenching idiots for two months...

Bao Zheng shook his head, threw these unscrupulous things out of his mind, drank a big mouthful of boiling water, and picked up his pen again to deal with those never-ending official duties.

After a while, the front yard became lively again.Bao Zheng raised his head in doubt, no way, there are assassins?The army of assassins in Kaifeng Mansion is about to become one of the top ten scenic spots in Bianliang. If the officials in other yamen can be so dedicated, the work of Kaifeng Mansion will not be so heavy... It seems to have stopped again, Bao Zheng listen carefully After a while, I didn't hear anything. I lowered my head and continued to write helplessly. Although there will be no morning court tomorrow, these official documents will still be sent...

With a sound of "哐——", the door was pushed open vigorously, and Zhao Hu rushed in excitedly: "My lord, Zhan...Brother Zhan and the others are back! Brother Ma, Yishi Jiang, and the others have all gone to the front hall."

The tip of the pen paused slightly, and there was already a ball of ink on the snow-white rice paper. Bao Zheng put down the pen with a calm expression, crumpled up the damaged document, stood up and straightened his clothes, and smiled happily: "Let's go, let's go and have a look... "

The front hall was really bustling. Although the fourth watch had passed, all the people from Kaifeng Mansion who had no mission had come.In the distance, Bao Zheng saw the person surrounded by everyone, well, although his face was still as pale as before, he was still in good spirits.The heart that had been raised all the time finally began to slowly fall.

Different from the slapstick style of the Five Rats, everyone in Kaifeng Mansion seemed calmer.Perhaps it was because of the ups and downs of Bao Zheng's officialdom for a long time, the emotions of the Kaifeng Mansion were very restrained, worries and concerns did not have to be expressed in words, nor did they have to be shown on the face.Seeing Master Bao walking slowly, everyone unanimously made way for him.

Seeing the lord whom he had missed for a long time, Zhan Zhao gently broke away from Gongsun Ce's support without a trace, and knelt down on one knee: "This subordinate is coming home late, and my lord is worried..."

Bao Zheng held his right arm and helped him up: "It's good to come back." Seeing Gongsun Ce who was following behind and nodding with a smile, his heart finally fell to the ground, and an extremely faint smile finally appeared on his dark face. .Signaling Bai Yutang who was sitting on the chair to stand up, Bao Zheng sincerely said to Lu Fang and the others: "Bao Zheng thank you five righteous men, Gao Yi."

"It's hard work, my lord." The Five Rats restrained their faces and returned the salute.

So far, the battle of the sky, the aftermath has finally calmed down.