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In the afternoon, he continued to lie on Lin Qing'er's bed, eating his sister's newly peeled lotus seeds and drinking the chrysanthemum tea made by his sister. Wang Xian couldn't help but smile happily.
Until his father came back and ruthlessly exposed his ugly face of pretending to be injured to gain sympathy, his treatment suddenly dropped sharply. His mother kicked him to the east wing to sleep in the same room as Wang Gui. But originally, Lin Qing'er was
I plan to take care of him all night long...
Amidst Wang Guizhen's snoring, Wang Xian couldn't sleep a wink all night, and he didn't know how his sister-in-law fell asleep in such an environment.
When he got up in the morning, Wang Xian asked: "Why are you grinning so much at night? What sweet dream did you have?"
"No way?" Wang Gui said with a smile, but the next moment he couldn't help but take the initiative to say: "I have followed the method you said, and it feels amazing. I have never been so...exciting..."
"Haha..." Wang Xian laughed dryly, thinking that it would be weird for two guys who only know how to fool around in bed in the dark to have an affair in the reed marsh during the day.
After breakfast, Wang Gui went to work, and my mother took Yin Ling and Lin Qing'er to the market. Only my father and Wang Xian were at home.
Lao Wang was holding the teapot in one hand and picking his feet with the other, and said proudly: "How about it? Your father's strategy is no worse than Zhou Gongjin's, right?"
Xiao Wang immediately flattered his father so much that he was dizzy with praise. Fang asked, "I heard that Li Sheng had a long talk with Wang Ziyuan before he left. Dad, Wang Ziyuan won't interfere, right?"
"You are well informed." The father glanced at him, "It's a good thing that Li Sheng doesn't want to find Wang Ziyuan, but now he has to drain all the marrow."
"Dad said that Wang Ziyuan won't help him? He will only blackmail him?" Wang Xian said in surprise.
"Huh huh..." Dad took a sip of tea and said with a proud look on his face: "If I don't have a bad face, what's the use of Wang Ziyao's bad face alone?"
"Ah?" Wang Xian's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "It turns out that dad and Uncle Wang are in the same group!"
"You are so shameless, you just called me 'Wang Ziyuan', but now you call me 'Uncle Wang'." The father laughed and scolded: "Do you think that being an official in the provincial capital does not cost money?
"As he spoke, he sighed and said: "Those scribes in the Ministry of Personnel are in trouble. If they don't take care of things properly, they will just wait to die in Yunnan and Guizhou. But I am a member of the Xing Mingkou. When it comes to dealing with the Ministry of Punishment, I still have some skills. Officials
On the Ministry side, only Wang Ziyao can exert his strength, otherwise how could I have benefited him in vain?"
"Why did Dad deny it when Wang Ziyuan took the initiative to bring it up?" Wang Xian thought about it and wondered.
"You ask such a stupid question!" Dad was so angry that his beard stood up and said: "I didn't know at that time that I could kill Li Sheng, so what could I ask Wang Ziyao for? Do you think his nickname is 'Wang Papi'?
Is it fake? How can you do something for me without seeing real money?"
"I see..." Wang Xian scratched his head and said with a bitter smile, "Dad really has a plan!"
"That's right!" Dad was about to brag when he suddenly heard footsteps in the alley and stopped talking.
Sure enough, there was a knock on the door. Dad opened the door and saw that it was Qin Shou, a white servant from the county.
"Kowtow to the boss." When Qin Shou saw Wang Shouye, he quickly made a move to kneel down. Wang Shouye helped him and said, "Why are you kneeling down? I'm not an official."
"That's not a done deal yet." Qin Shou said with a flattering smile, and finally gave the head-offering ceremony.
After his father let him in, Wang Xian had already changed to a lying position. Qin Shou saluted him again, stood aside and said respectfully: "I'm here to report to the little official."
"What's the matter?" Wang Xian asked.
"Today, the great master announced in the hall that in view of the urgent task of paying taxes on autumn grains, Zhang Dianli was ordered to act as the clerk of this house. The position of clerk he vacated will no longer be based on seniority, but will be competed by all the clerks in each house to see who can be the best.
If you want to complete the taxation task as quickly and best as possible, let whoever is the official be the official!" After a pause, he added: "The elder also specifically emphasized that it does not matter whether he is an official or an official."
"..." Wang Xian was silent when he heard the words, and listened to Qin Shou continue: "After learning the news, I was furious. From the original avoidance of going to the countryside to collect taxes, now there are more wolves and less meat, and the seven grain areas are basically
Not enough points... Zhang Sihu asked the villain to ask if An Xin will support himself and leave Shangxinxiang to others?" Wang Xian still has the ticket to collect taxes in Shangxinxiang, so Zhang Sihu can of course do the same.
He wanted to make a new one, but his mind was still wet. He knew that he had to ask Wang Xian what he meant first.
"Zhang Sihu wants me to give way to Xian?" Wang Xian frowned.
"That's not what I meant. I should just ask." Qin Shou shook his head.
"Answer Zhang Sihu," Wang Xingye said, "Wang Xian was seriously injured and could not leave the battlefield, but he could still get things done even if he was lying down!"
"..." Qin Shou looked at Wang Xian again.
"Of course you listen to my father." Wang Xian said with a wry smile.
"Well, I'll set up a car to pick up the official tomorrow morning." Qin Shou bowed and said.
"No need." Wang Xingye said seriously: "Go to Shangxinxiang tomorrow and tell Chao Zhenggong, 'It is the obligation of the people of the Ming Dynasty to pay taxes in accordance with the law. I believe he will pay taxes as soon as possible while maintaining quality and quantity.'"
Qin Shou was so sweaty, but he didn't dare to ask again, so he agreed and left.
As soon as Qin Shou left, Wang Xian said unhappily: "This guy Sima Qiu really thinks of me as a donkey!"
"You can't blame him this time." Wang Xingye shook his head and said, "I asked Prince Yao to stop you."
"Ah?" Wang Xian said in surprise: "What do you mean, dad?"
"It's disgraceful to get to the position by stepping on your boss. You are a newcomer, and there will be endless troubles if you do this." Wang Xingye said: "Let's just have a 'fair competition' to show off. If you don't highlight your abilities, how can you convince the public?"
He said with a cold smile: "Besides, I was planning to repair Chao Tianjiao, so now I'm going to kill the rabbit without any delay."
"Daddy is really clever..." Wang Xian couldn't complain anymore. The old man had been calculating and calculating all day long. Is he tired or not? "We'll see, kid."
"Yes," Wang Xingye nodded and said, "Everything has been arranged here. You just need to rest at home and recuperate. My father will go to Nanjing tomorrow to try to finalize the errand..."
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Wang Xian was now a little superstitious about his father. Since he was asked to wait and see what happened, he turned his back on what was going on outside the window and settled down at home to recuperate and read.
Lin Qing'er was a little nervous at first about living under the same roof as Wang Xian, but she gradually felt relieved when she saw that he was very respectful to her and showed no frivolous behavior. She also saw that although he was already an official,
But he worked hard every day, and he was even more delighted. So he suppressed his shyness, sat down with him and explained the classics to him sentence by sentence.
In terms of Chinese language, Wang Xian's understanding can only be said to be average, but his memory is excellent. It's no wonder that if he can pass the examination of Anhui, who has a poor memory? In this little half month, he was stunned by a copy of "The Analects of Confucius"
He swallowed the jujube wholeheartedly and memorized it. Now Lin Qing'er took "The Analects of Confucius" and broke it into pieces for him. Wang Xian often felt drowsy when listening, but when he saw her flowery face, he showed a faint smile.
He looked disappointed, so he steeled himself to continue, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: 'This can be considered a kind of honey trap!'
Because she was afraid that he would bite off more than he could chew, Lin Qing'er only spoke ten sentences a day to let him understand it thoroughly, and then memorize Zhu Xi's Commentary firmly. Only when he could speak it out the next day and memorize it completely could he continue to speak.
Although Wang Xian studied seriously, he never forgot about tax collection. Wu Wei had visited him these days and said that the heads of the six grain districts were all senior clerks or had close relationships with Zhang Sihu.
Guys. These people no longer come to the yamen to report, but spend twelve hours a day with the district grain chief, urging them to pay their taxes as soon as possible.
However, because of the reissued yellow book, the tax was 20% higher than the original tax, which made the grain chiefs very dissatisfied. They seemed to have agreed to wait until the government gave in and agreed to tax according to the original standard, so everyone from all walks of life was
Very unsatisfactory.
But there are exceptions, that is, on the way to Sanshan Town to collect taxes. After He Chang was arrested, the two deputy grain directors fought fiercely to compete for his position. The clerk who went there to collect taxes announced who could collect two more taxes.
When the revenue comes up, the position of grain director will be given to anyone. Even the deputy grain director is not coaxed. How can they believe it when a small secretary makes empty claims?
However, the book office is very powerful in the Yamen and is working hard on this matter. It is said that the application is about to be approved...
In short, the one with the least progress is Wang Xian. In his words, Little Fatty Wu was quite dissatisfied with him occupying the latrine and not shitting. That means, if you don't go and let me try, it would be better than wasting it in vain, right?
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Wang Xian pretended to be profound and smiled without saying a word, but in fact he had no confidence at all. It was not until noon two days later that he was bored while studying, and told a joke to Lin Qing'er and Yin Ling: "Zhu Zi said that there are people under the sage's sect.
Seventy-two sages, may I ask my sister, how many of them are adults and how many are children?"
Lin Qing'er thought about it carefully for a while, shook her head and said, "It's not in the book."
"Why not? The Analects of Confucius clearly states that there are thirty adults and forty-two children." Wang Xian said, "You don't know" on his face.
"How can you see it?" Lin Qing'er was surprised. She asked herself that she knew the meaning of the scriptures so well that she didn't remember this at all.
"The article "Attending Sitting" clearly states, 'There are five or six crowned men, and six or seven young men.' Five or six equals thirty, six or seven forty-two, which adds up to exactly seventy-two sages." Wang Xian chuckled.
road.
"Ah..." Lin Qing'er was stunned for a moment, then understood, she covered her mouth with a smile and rolled her eyes at him: "I know how to talk nonsense. If I were your husband, you would have to do the talking!"
Yin Ling saw the two of them laughing and flirting, but didn't understand it at all. When she heard someone knocking on the door, she jumped up and said, "I'll open the door!"
She opened the courtyard door and saw a tall, white-haired old man standing at the door with a reserved expression, followed by two long-term workers carrying burdens.
"Excuse me, is this the household of Wang Xiaoguan?"
"Yes," Yin Ling nodded and asked, "Who is grandpa?"
"I, Chao Tianjiao, am the grain chief of Shangxinxiang, and I came here to pay homage to Mr. Wang Xiaoguan." Chao Zhenggong, who was usually arrogant, said very politely.
"Ah, are you Chao Tianjiao?" Yin Ling glared, and said with a downcast face: "My brother is not at home, so it would be a waste of time for Zheng Zheng to go all the way!"
"I wonder when you will come back?" Chao Tian said anxiously, why do these words sound so familiar?
"I can't count. It could take as little as three to five days, or as long as ten days and a half month. It's possible." Yin Ling replied in a childish voice, unhurriedly.
"Then everything will be delayed..." Chao Tian said anxiously, "Can't we go and look for it?"
"It's impossible to find it. My brother has a lot of friends. He might go fishing with people in the Fuchun River, or he might go to Xianxia Ridge to gamble with his brother. He always comes back with great fun, but we can't find him." Yin Ling smiled.
He said falsely: "There are only two sisters at home, so I won't invite you guys in!" Then he slammed the door and closed it!