It was already afternoon when Gushan Tengmei returned. Xu Jin finished washing under the careful service of two twin maids, changed into regular household clothes, and then took a comfortable afternoon nap and got up to handle official business almost in the evening.

Due to heavy snow and severe cold weather, the Ming army's offensive against the Japanese pirates has also slowed down significantly, so no good news has been heard recently. However, the Deputy Envoy of the Imperial Commander Xia Yan summarized the results of Qingzhang land for Xu Jin to review and review every day.

Although the invasion of the Japanese pirates severely damaged the economy of the coastal areas of the Ming Dynasty and displaced hundreds of thousands of people, there is also an advantage, that is, to concentrate power in Xu Jin's personal hands. Governor Xu, who holds the military, political and legal powers of many provinces, is becoming more and more prestige. Now that he has to stamp his feet, the southeastern coastal areas of the Ming Dynasty will also shake. In this way, Xu Jin wants to promote the land clearance work. Which place dares to strode the governor's tiger beard? Xu's butcher knife is not a joke. Outside Ningbo Prefecture, the more than 2,000 heads that landed at the same time are the lessons of the past.

Therefore, the land clearance work in Nanzhili and Zhejiang is progressing very smoothly, and no local officials dare to violate it. Up to now, nearly 300,000 hectares of land have been cleared in the two places, and most of the land that local gentry and powerful hide and avoid taxes have been dug out.

However, in order to avoid a strong backlash from local tyrants, the court only gave a severe warning to the hidden tax avoidance behavior, but did not introduce measures such as recovery and punishment. However, from next year, everyone will have to pay land taxes and land taxes according to the new land area. Therefore, it can be expected that the tax revenue of the treasury will increase significantly next year. When the land in the country is cleared again, it is estimated that half of the tax revenue will not be a problem. By then, the financial dilemma of the Ming Dynasty will be effectively alleviated.

There were a lot of official documents submitted today, and Xu Jin sneaked out to play for most of the day, so he had not finished reading it until dinner, so he continued to fight after dinner.

The north wind blew outside the window, whizzing coldly, but the study was warm and the three candles illuminated the room as bright as day. Xu Jin sat upright behind the desk and carefully reviewed the official documents. The pretty maid Chuchun stood beside the desk and grinded ink carefully, using the translucent crystal ink inkstone that he won from the Persians during the day. This thing is probably worth more than ten taels of silver.

It is not to be said that the game designed by Persian merchants is very scammed, but the prizes are all real good things. Such a large piece of natural crystal would have to be at least millions of dollars in future generations.

Finally, Xu Jin finished reviewing the last official document, took out his pocket watch and took a look. It was already around 9 o'clock in the evening. In ancient times when nightlife was monotonous, most people were already asleep at this hour. I yawned in the early spring, and my eyes were so watery that I said softly: "Master, it's time to go to bed and rest. The bed has been warmed up in early summer."

The two pretty maids had a clear division of labor and took turns to accompany them at night. If they didn't accompany them, they would sleep first to warm the bed for the master. In other words, the little hoof in Chuxia is now lying on the big bed in the main room, and maybe they are still waiting for the master to return to the room to do something about firewood.

Xu Jin picked up his little hands that were so cold that it was red in the spring, put them on his lips and sipped a few sips of heat, and said docitfully: "The weather is too cold now, so you can go to bed early, so you don't have to accompany you to review official documents at night. The master has his hands and feet, so why don't you be by your side to serve you all the time?"

The pretty maid's face was full of happiness, and she smiled sweetly, "The master hasn't fallen asleep yet, so how can I rest first? The master is good to treat his servants, but the servants cannot lose their rules."

After saying that, the pretty maid turned around and held Xu Jin's hands and sucked a few sips of heat. She shyly lifted up the collar of her clothes and put the master's hand on her warm and soft chest to keep warm.

Xu Jin couldn't help but feel warm. He hugged the pretty maid and pressed it into his arms. He pecked on his bright red lips and said softly: "Let's go back to the room and warm the bed for me."

Chuchun's face turned redder, and he nodded obediently. The two of them blew out the candles, locked the door with their hands and left the study room, ready to return to the main room to sleep. However, as soon as they walked out of the study room, a cold wind blew in front of him. Xu Jin couldn't help but shivered, and he could vaguely hear the continued string sound coming with the wind.

"Master, Miss Cuiqiao's internal injuries have only been healed for several months. Her body is weak. She is still rigging so late. It is not good for her health. She fell ill again after carefulness." Chuchun reminded softly.

Xu Jin shrugged helplessly. Wang Cuiqiao had a very talented musical talent and was almost obsessed with music. After coming back today, he had been fiddling with the two Persian instruments. Even Xu Jin went to see her after dinner, and this made the generous Governor Xu a little jealous of the Persian guqin she was holding.

"Let's go, go over and take a look!" Xu Jin hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to go to the next yard to take a look.

So, in the early spring, the two of them walked out of the yard, one after another, and came to the yard where Wang Cuiqiao lived next door. Here, the intermittent string sounds were heard more clearly.

As soon as the two of them arrived at the door of the house, the maid Qiu Yan came out and said happily when she saw Xu Jin, "Mr. Xu is here, come inside the house." After that, she took the lantern in Chuchun's hand and hung it up.

Xu Jin walked into the room, frowned and asked in a low voice, "Qiuyan, it's so late, has Cuiqiao not rested yet?"

Qiu Yan shook her head helplessly, pointed in her finger and whispered: "Miss is like being possessed. The maid has reminded her that it is time to rest several times, but she just doesn't listen. In the end, she even thought that the maid was annoyed her and drove her out."

Chuchun whispered: "Qiuyan, do your lady often do this?"

"That's not often. However, once the lady concentrates on studying something, especially about music, she will put everything behind her mind. Even if it is a landslide, she will not care about it until she understands the matter thoroughly. In the last Jiangnan Courtesan Competition, the lady only slept for two hours in order to compose the song "Burning Flower Song". Later, she vomited blood because she was too devoted. The lady often said that a good song must first move yourself before moving others!"

Chuchun couldn't help but stick out her tongue in surprise. If she had changed herself, she would probably not be able to reach the level of Miss Cuiqiao in her life. No wonder she could win the Jiangnan courtesan three times. She has such a high talent and works so hard. Who wouldn't get the courtesan?

Xu Jin frowned. Although he admired Wang Cuiqiao's persistence in music, the more amazing people, the shorter they are, the shorter they live. It is not because God is jealous of talents, but because these people are prone to overdraw their lives. For example, Wang Cuiqiao, when she creates songs, she is happy, the more happy, the more happy, the more happy, the more sad, how can the heart be beared?

Xu Jin naturally didn't want to see his woman fade too early, but he couldn't simply and roughly deprive her of the freedom to pursue music, so this matter was a bit tricky.

Xu Jin pondered for a moment and then stepped inside. Chuchun and Qiuyan looked at each other, but they were very obedient and did not follow in.

At this moment, two candles were lit in the inner room. The gorgeous Wang Jiao was sitting behind the desk, holding a guzheng in his arms, and a book was opened on the table, which was the Persian music score. He should have been too involved. Until Xu Jinxing came behind her, Wang Cuiqiao felt nothing, and his eyebrows seemed to be frowning, and he probably encountered a problem.

Xu Jin did not interrupt Wang Cuiqiao's thoughts, but stood quietly behind her and examined the opened Persian music score on the desktop.

This Persian score uses four-line notation method, which originated in the 11th century. The modern five-line notation method evolved from four-line notation until it was introduced to China after the 18th century. So for now, even Persia uses four-line notation method, and the five-line notation method has not appeared yet.

Although Xu Jin can sing a lot of songs, he can't understand the quadratic score, let alone the older quadratic score. However, he still knows a little basic common sense, such as the Arabic numerals above, as well as high and low notes, etc.
Chapter completed!