"Miss Dong, your handkerchief is quite fragrant! But it seems to be the fragrance in your arms." Bao Qing asked. Dong Yanran blushed suddenly and slowly lowered her head.

"Sir, this handkerchief is originally from Miss Dong. If you don't believe me, please smell it. It also has the fragrance on her body. Can this be used as a certificate of confession?"

"Master, what do you think?" The magistrate Bao in the hall had no idea.

"It seems that it cannot be used as a certificate for the presentation! But Master, Miss Dong's father is the governor, how can you hand in the work?" Master Zhuang said.

"I won't sue, Xiaowen, let's go." Dong Yanran didn't want to sue anymore. She felt that she was really humiliating her to be a shameless person like Bao Qing.

"Ah! Sister, you let him go like that? No, I have to find someone to beat him up." Xiaowen said.

"Master Qingtian, listen, your daughter intimidates me again. If I get hurt, I will go to the yamen every day to complain about injustice."

"You! Bao Xiucai, are you still a man? You are so shameless." Xiaowen pointed at Bao Qing and shouted.

When Magistrate Bao saw that Miss Dong would not pursue the matter, he was eager to do so. He was like sending a plague god, and quickly rushed Bao Qing out of the yamen. Bao Qing released him out of the yamen, but the question came again. Where are you going now? You don’t know anything.

"Brother Bao! You are finally out. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Bao Qing turned his head and looked at him. A stout man in a short white jacket was waving at Bao Qing.

Bao Qing was extremely excited. Finally someone came to pick him up. Just like the big brother who was locked in prison was released, he must have several younger brothers drive to pick him up in a car so that he would not look lonely. The most important thing is that Bao Qing knew nothing about his current identity and was eager to find someone to ask about his situation.

"Hey! I'm out. That, they broke my brain and couldn't remember anything. Your surname?" Bao Qing pretended to cover his head and asked with a smile.

"What? Isn't Lord Bao not Master Qingtian? He never needs to be tortured. I am Zhu Daniu! The Zhu Daniu who plays big with you bare butt." Zhu Daniu said, fiddling with his strong arms, as if he wanted Bao Qing to remember something.

"Oh, big bull! I seem to remember a little, let's go! I'm a little hungry, so eat something first." Bao Qing was indeed hungry, and the food in the prison cell was relatively poor. After doing that, he had already put his chest on his back.

"Okay, go to my house, my mother is waiting for us to go back and get some notes." Bao Qing was delighted and hurriedly followed Zhu Daniu home.

From a distance, I looked at a family with two broken mud houses and a large stone table in the yard. A woman in her forties was working hard.

"Sister Zhu, we are back." Bao Qing hurriedly stepped forward and said hello, he was going to eat someone else's, so of course he had to be more friendly with others.

"Brother Bao, do you still remember my mother! Didn't you just say that you didn't remember?"

Bao Qing glanced at Zhu Daniu, it was really a pig and cow's head. You're called Zhu Daniu, I don't call your mother Zhu Dashao, can you still call him Niu Dashao? Bao Qing had to answer: "Ha, there are still many things I can't remember."

"It's good to come back! I'll go and eat it for you now. Daniu's father beat a wild boar and took it to the market to sell it. Tonight, you two may be able to drink wine." Mrs. Zhu looked very happy.

"Okay, Da Niu, I'll ask you something." Bao Qing saw that Mrs. Zhu was busy and hurriedly pulled Da Niu over.

"Brother Bao, tell me."

"I'm trying to ask, what's my name? Why isn't anyone in my house picking me up?"

"Ah? Brother Bao, you are!"

"Say! Isn't my brain broken? I can't remember many things."

"Your name is Bao Qing!"

When Bao Qing heard that he was still called Bao Qing, he felt a little relieved. Finally, he was still himself. Daniu told him through the story and then he realized his situation.

Bao Qing, his parents died early and lived in the hut behind Daniu's house. He was helped by Zhu Daniu for many years and played with Zhu Daniu since childhood. Last year, he passed the exam for the scholar. He was usually timid and afraid of things, and always followed the rules. He spoke as soon as he spoke.

It turns out that I used to be a nerd and always followed the rules. No, then how could I tease the daughter of the magistrate? Did you make a mistake?

"Brother Bao, you don't remember. Miss Dong is your wife who has not passed away!" Zhu Daniu said.

"What? Is it true or false?" Bao Qing didn't believe it.

"Anyway, it's what you said. You used to show me your wedding book, but unfortunately I don't know the words." Zhu Daniu said.

Bao Qing was stunned. Where is the wedding book now? Then wait until after dinner, go back and take a look.

I chatted with Daniu until evening and learned that Daniu's father was named Zhu Xiong, a famous hunter in this area. It is called Xiaohe Village and belongs to Changyuan County, Luzhou.

The magistrate of Changyuan County Bao Hong was the white-bearded old man who interrogated himself in the hall today. Bao Hong was almost fifty years old and had a daughter, so he was very fond of him and named him Bao Liuwen. Bao Liuwen was good at medical skills since she was a child and often gave free medical treatment to poor people. She was just a sharp-tongued person and was a good sister to the magistrate daughter Dong Yanran.

In the evening, Daniu's father Zhu Xiong came back, and he was indeed carrying a jar of wine in his hand. Seeing Bao Qing also being there, he shouted happily: "Bao Xiucai is here too, just for dinner together."

Zhu Xiong looked quite generous, and after taking three bowls, the three men sat down like that.

"I didn't expect that Bao Xiucai could drink half a bowl of wine today." Zhu Xiong said with a smile.

"Brother Bao, you hated drinking the most before. At most, you can drink two small sips with my father. Today I actually drank half a bowl!" said Daniu.

"Oh? I couldn't drink before?" What kind of wine is this? Isn't it just boiled water and some vinegar? Bao Qing thought secretly, not at all. Although he was staying at home before, he had average alcohol content, but the amount of alcohol he drank today was really too much and the taste was light.

"Dad, Brother Bao can't remember what happened before. Today he was sued by the daughter of the governor."

"What? It's your wife who has never been married to you every day? I've asked you to go directly to her with your wedding book! You have to not listen, you have to write some poems for her. Alas, why do you say you, scholar? Hey! By the way, Big Niu, your brother Bao seems to have changed now, I won't say anything more." Zhu Xiong said with a smile.

The daughter of the prefect is his wife? The daughter of the governor is his wife? Bao Qing is a little unbelievable. While drinking wine, Bao Qing unknowingly made three big bowls with Zhu Xiong, and Zhu Xiong was a little drunk.

"Big awesome! Look at your brother Bao, you are so good at drinking now. You have drunk all my wine tomorrow! When Bao Qing leaves later, you will see him off." Zhu Xiong said.

After returning to his house after eating, Bao Qing was completely stunned. Is this still a place for people to live? A dilapidated thatched cottage with no fence around the yard. When he opened the wooden door, the room was pitch black and he couldn't even find an oil lamp.

Just live in this ghost place? It would be better to lie in the moonlight. Bao Qing couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. He worked hard for money in his previous life, but he didn't expect to worry about money when he came to the Song Dynasty. People traveled through time and time with a daughter and a playboy. Why did he become an unlucky pauper when he was dressed up?

Besides, there were at least one or another novel platforms in my previous life. Although I was so powerless, I could still survive by writing novels. Although I was not as good as those great gods a year, as long as I was hardworking, I should have no problem supporting myself.

Now, I can’t write and work hard. The key is that I don’t have a minimum living allowance, so what can I use to support myself?

Humph, if you really can't do it, go and have a soft meal. Let's see if you can find the wedding book tomorrow. If you can find the wedding book and run to your father-in-law's house, I won't believe it. A dignified magistrate can still starve his son-in-law to death.

Bao Qing lies outside the wooden door that night. Fortunately, the weather is not cold, so he can barely make up for the whole night.

The next day, Daniu came to find Bao Qing early in the morning. When he saw Bao Qing sleeping outside the house, "Brother Bao! Are you drunk yesterday?"

"I have to make money!" Bao Qing said this when he woke up early, and he had already made a decision in his mind.

"Make money? Why don't you go hunting with my dad!"

"Pig brain! Is it just a way to hunt for money?"

"Yes, my brother is a scholar. Didn't you set up a writing stall in the city before?"

"Writing stall?" Bao Qing was a little depressed. Now he could barely understand the slogans and even write, but he couldn't even hold the pen, so how could he write.

"Go to the city with me later! I'll go and exchange some money." Bao Qing entered his house with a look of surprise on the big bull's face. After rummaging for a long time, he finally found the marriage letter.

"It's true, it's it! It's very good. I'll treat your whole family to dinner tonight, and Da Niu and I will go to the city." Bao Qing looked at the wedding book covered with a seal in the red silk seal, and smiled and pulled Da Niu away.

After about half a day, Bao Qing left his back and felt sore, and finally arrived at the county town. After some inquiries, he really paid off. His future father-in-law, Dong Guangxiao, the governor of Luzhou, and his daughter Dong Yanran, had not left Changyuan County yet, and were living in the largest inn in the county town, Yuelai Inn.

"Selling books! Five hundred stag, who wants it? Come and take a look, sell books!" Bao Qing stood in front of the gate of Yuelai Inn and shouted loudly, while the big bull next to him looked silly.

"What book is so expensive!"

"ill!"

"There is a golden house in books, and the beautiful man in books is a beautiful man. Of course, books are expensive! Do you understand?"

Many pedestrians surrounded them, and everyone started to talk about it with one word.

"Miss, someone sells books but they actually sell 500 stagnants." A little girl dressed in a maid said to a lady who was tasting tea and reading books.

The lady raised her head, her face was as creamy as her cheeks, and her face was peach-like, and she had a unique charm between her. If Bao Qing was there, she could recognize her at a glance. Isn’t that her daughter-in-law Dong Yanran who had not passed away?

Dong Yanran opened her lips slightly and said, "Maybe she is a treasure of some lonely book!"

"No! Miss, the red silk cover is also thin inside, like a wedding book." The maid replied.

"It's all nonsense, how can you sell wedding books? Xiaotao, have you wanted to get married?" Dong Yanran joked.

"Really, Miss, if you don't believe it, go and have a look!"

Dong Yanran really walked downstairs and came to the gate of Yuelai Inn. Seeing the people surrounding him, she couldn't help but frown.

Bao Qing saw the main owner coming from afar, and quickly shouted loudly, stretched out his hand and pulled out a passage from the front.

"Why are you?" Dong Yanran looked at Bao Qing with surprise.
Chapter completed!