It tells the story of Wang Anshi, the prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, who lost his wife in middle age. Later, I married a concubine named Jiao Niang, 18 years old. She comes from a noble family and is ashamed of flowers. She knows the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting like the back of her hand. After marriage, Wang Anshi, as the prime minister, was busy with things in the DPRK all day and often didn't go home with Jiao Nian. She had an affair with a rotten girl when she was young and lived alone, and it spread to the end. Lying to the boss but quietly hiding at home in the middle of the night, sneaking into the bedroom and listening to Jiao Liangyu flirting in bed. She was so angry that she was about to hit the door, which gave him a blow at this point and calmed him down. On second thought, he was so angry about his love as prime minister. It's really worthwhile. He swallowed this tone and turned to leave, only to accidentally bump into a big tree in the yard. He had a brainwave, turned around and grabbed a bamboo pole and stabbed it several times. The eagle exclaimed, instead of Vincent, the servant in the house, and hurriedly jumped out of the back window and ran away. Later, Wang Anshi pretended that nothing had happened. This is the story of the prime minister who can hold a boat in his stomach.