The next day, each handed in their own homework and made their own reports, both good and bad, but generally satisfactory, especially the information made by Lord Xia, which was carefully sorted out at a glance, and Lord Wang fully affirmed their efforts. In the end, the old man who was writing Zhang felt that he was about to collapse, and he also had to hand in his homework and sort out the minutes of yesterday's meeting.

He had never done anything so tedious and so heavy. They spoke very fast, he was very slow to write, and he wrote the first few words only after a passage was finished.

The old Zhang Shushu trembled and picked up the pages that had been written, buried his head in a very nervous hand and held the manuscript paper very nervously, and respectfully presented it to Lord Wang, who did not raise his hand, only glanced at it, and frowned slightly.

"It's time for Zhang Wenwen to go home and recuperate. The tone was cold.

Zhang Wenwen knelt down subconsciously, a handful of old bones trembled and swayed in the wind, and the words of crying instinctively blurted out.

Suddenly I thought about it, even if he cried, begged to make the man above show mercy, and finally stayed in this position, the pressure was so great, the work was also very hard, and he did have sons and grandsons, so why bother to do this drudgery again.

If you don't agree with each other, you will be replaced, and the deterrent effect is big enough. Zhang Wenwen has served in the yamen since he was 20 years old, and has experienced 30 years, hard work, no merit and hard work, a young man cut off the old man's career with a light sentence, and decided for the rest of his life.

All the adults are like frightened birds, and now they only want to protect themselves, how dare they help Zhang Wenshu say a word more, and only look at this old man with pitiful eyes. It's really hard to get old.

But who knew that Zhang Wenwen was very happy and grateful: "Thank you Lord Wang for becoming old, I am indeed old and frail and can no longer serve you, so I will resign now, I hope that my lord will be fulfilled." ”

"Well, go to the treasury and get twenty taels of condolence money. ”

It's as simple as a few words. When did Zhang Shushu become so free and easy? In the past, he was a person who won the full attendance award every year and had to go to the public office when he was sick!

People understand that money is important or life is important.

At this time, Zhang Wenwen showed a relieved smile on his face, he thanked and said goodbye, his body was straightened, the pressure of the past few days was finally released, and he felt relaxed all over.

Everyone is still sighing, weighing their own abilities, thinking about whether the next time will be their own. Lord Wang spoke:

"You have a good document and recommend another one, so let's disperse. ”

The adults nodded their heads again and again, and quickly fled from this oppressive place.

Wu An smiled proudly: "Your Excellency, you are really amazing, it has only been such a short time, and you have packed everyone up." ”

Lord Wang smiled, his smug little eyes, and he looked like he was winning: "These old guys are all crawling and rolling, slipping like loaches, only by using grace and power to scare and scare them, can they be a little more honest." ”

Wu An: "I feel that you are a little different from before, and now you have the momentum of the old man (the prime minister's grandfather)." ”

Lord Wang smiled mysteriously: "That has to be pretended, you have to look mysterious, sophisticated, people can't guess, you can't touch it, you don't understand it."

"My lord is amazing!"

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Lord Wang picked up the case file on the table and read it. At noon, he was given a new cup of hot tea.

A moment later, Du Niang came to report that Lord Xia had something to see.

Lord Wang thought for a while, this is probably something to whisper to him, and wait until his colleagues are gone, so that he can come in and chat privately. He nodded and motioned to bring him in.

That's true, Lord Xia wants to privately ask Lord Wang to go through the back door. Quietly, wait for my colleagues to leave and come back to see you. He must seize the opportunity to express his heartfelt feelings, close the distance, and resolve the enmity.

Xia Baisong bowed very respectfully and reverently.

"What's the matter, sit down", Lord Wang only glanced at it, and his eyes continued to return to the book, he was still unhappy with Xia Baisong.

Lord Xia thanked him, straightened up and sat on the chair dignifiedly, and after thinking about the words in his heart, he spoke:

"The clerk was a very important clerk and needed a quick-witted and knowledgeable young man to take on it. Moreover, it is necessary to have a certain understanding of political history and be able to have a sense of confidentiality. ”

Lord Wang was noncommittal and waited for his next step.

The lower officials reflected on their own mistakes, repented, and always wanted to make a modest contribution to the court for the adults. Xiaguan has a son, Xia Yingxian, who is fifteen this year. He is a student of Qingjiang Academy, and the lower officials also teach carefully on weekdays, and he is deeply loved by the master. ”

Lord Wang raised his eyebrows and admired the serious Xia Baisong, yes, in order to express sincerity, you are really willing to spend your blood, your son is so young and promising, then he will be the one who will take the top exam in the future, a young and promising official son to be a clerk, well~~ You can!

His face was not obvious, and he only nodded slightly:

"You have a heart, let him come over tomorrow. ”

Receiving Lord Wang's affirmation, Old Man Xia breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Son, you have to fight for some glory for your father.