For a few days in a row, the whole palace and most of the subordinate officials of the Dasi Agricultural Office tasted the irritable side of the newly appointed Dasi Agricultural Chief.

Needless to say at home, Wang Zhuzi is already crying with a sad face, running around the road from Fuzhong to the mouth of the biogas cellar in the village outside the city to deliver night incense! He is like this, and the family members who have been scolded and punished for some trivial things don't know much, and even the little maid Lan'er, who likes to sleep lazily, has to cheer up twenty-four points a day when Lu Ji first entered the mansion, and her eyes are round, for fear that something will go wrong.

For politics, Wang Hou can be called a quick success! After the handover from the Prime Minister's Mansion, on the first day he arrived at the Dasi Nong Mansion, he almost didn't tear down the yamen! The fire burned by a few new officials almost didn't burn the blood of those former Han officials who moved eastward with the imperial court!

The first is that all the documents and documents accumulated in the past dynasties have to be copied from bamboo slips to paper, and the sky is pitiful, tens of thousands of catties of bamboo slips! And the previous big seal and small seal, the traditional Chinese official book also had to be changed to simplified for him, these two things almost didn't take the lives of those petty officials who lived in a drowsy life, and even the old man in his sixties had to open a pair of dim old eyes, staring at Wang Hou's simplified word list all day long, forcing himself to learn to simplify the words as soon as possible.

He tossed alone, and half of the little ones were tossed and complained!

"Tuqiu, you're in too much of a hurry!"

Still rubbing Wang Hou's carriage, while swaying towards the house, Guo Jia was still persuading bitterly, however, Wang Hou, who had already turned into a workaholic at this time, hummed without raising his head while flipping through the newly written official document in his hand.

"The ancient bamboo slips are known for their complexity, and the sound is chaotic, making it difficult for people to find out at a glance, and there are cheats in the chaos, and the old officials have been up and down for years, damaging the public and private, and now I don't promote the simple text, no one can reform the accumulated disadvantages of the past dynasties!"

"Tuqiu, Guo is not saying that the simplified text is not good, but the bamboo simple and traditional Chinese that have been implemented for many years cannot be solved day by day! Let's talk about paper! Cai Hou paper is indeed easy to obtain! But you, a yamen, almost took up most of the tribute paper in Xudu, and Xingwen, you ......"

still wanted to preach, but seeing Wang Hou's intently looking at Kumon, he finally sighed helplessly, and immediately reprimanded loudly in annoyance.

"Tuqiu, you don't only have Cao Hongjie! You still have your family! You are now the patriarch of the Taiyuan Wang clan, and you still have your protégé of the same sect! Especially the prime minister still needs your retribution! The eldest husband was born to stand up to the heavens and the earth, how can he mess up because of a little woman? What are you talking like? ”

"Do you know where the Red Festival is?"

Wang Houshi finally put down the official document and raised his head suddenly, for the first time, Guo Jia felt that this honest and greedy guy's eyes were even comparable to his lord Cao Cao, and subconsciously shrank his head, and the dignified Guo ghost had some misground, and shook his head hurriedly.

"Miss Cao is a clan relative of the Prime Minister's Mansion, how did Guo know her whereabouts, or go back to her hometown in Jiao County to worship her ancestors, or go to Guanzhong, who knows!"

picked up the official document again and seemed to look at it seriously, Wang Hou didn't pay attention to him anymore, and he was afraid that he would ask something again, Guo Jia also retracted to the other side of the carriage, lazily curling his neck, not knowing what to think about again.

Tomorrow is the Han Dynasty Sunday holiday once every five days, unless Yuan Shao called, everyone does not have to go to the court tomorrow, so this carriage is leisurely and leisurely out of the capital city, if in the past, the new acquisition of more than 10,000 acres of land, and one or two thousand tenant farmers, Wang Hou estimated that he couldn't wait to gather the big guys together, and actively arranged the spring farming, but this time back to the manor, he was lazy and couldn't lift his strength, it seemed that nothing was important.

There was a faint sound of silk and bamboo and the occasional woman's silver bell-like laughter at the other end of the courtyard, it was estimated that Guo Jia, the prodigal son of the love saint, was secretly drinking and having fun, and at the same time he didn't know that he had hooked up with the maid girl under him. didn't bother to care about him, after reading the remaining few official documents, Wang Hou shook off his big robe and got into the bathtub in annoyance.

The head is messy, it seems that everything has come in, but he can't think of anything, his eyes are straight, Wang Hou looked at the roof of the shed with a dull appearance, if you use the adjectives of later generations to describe him, it is to enter the confused period of his career.

In the first period of time, I worked hard to save my head all the time, then I worked hard to be able to eat meat and not get frozen, and then I was busy and busy, and I worked hard to have a way out for my people to have a way to live and have enough to eat, and now all this has been achieved!

What's next?

And without that sometimes resolute and sometimes cute and stupid guy around him, is there any point in working hard?

In case Cao Hongjie and himself really broke up!

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Hou's heart was empty, and with a bang, he sat up from the steaming bathtub again, panting in annoyance.

But this kung fu, with a bang, a stone broke through the window, and it hit the bathtub right in.

was stunned for a moment, but the next moment Wang Hou jumped out with some excitement and anxiety, wiped it twice, put on a down robe, and without putting on his shoes, he hurriedly got out of the bathroom.

People have a tacit understanding when they stay together for a long time, and sure enough, in Wang Hou's hurried gaze, a thin figure was waiting there with a big quilt roll on his back.

"Red Festival!"

Originally, he was annoyed and complained that it was all gone at this moment, just like a big bear, Wang Hou ran in front of her in two bulky steps, and grabbed her cold little hand regardless of it.

Looking at his wet brain, Cao Hongjie's handsome and thin little face also showed a warm smile from the heart.

"Let's go, let's go inside!"

didn't ask anything, pulling her little hand, Wang Hou turned around and was about to run to the warm kang, who knew that this time he didn't pull, but was dragged back by her.

"It's a cold day, go in and say anything!"

Full of astonishment, Wang Hou hurriedly pointed to the room, the hot kang seemed to be steaming, but he didn't want Cao Hongjie to flicker the quilt roll off his back, threw it into his arms, and immediately patted the ash on his little hand.

"Didn't you say you were going to take me to drill the sorghum field? It's tonight, let's go! ”

"Sorghum is only high in July!"

"Are you going or not?"

Seeing that this girl was familiar with her pouting mouth and getting angry, Wang Hou hurriedly raised her hand and surrendered.

"Go! Go! Of course, there is a red festival to accompany you, and the bear blind man's den will go! ”

"You poor-mouthed waste!"

turned anger into joy, a trace of good-looking red clouds turned up on his little face, and Cao Hongjie pointed at his nose angrily and scolded with a smile.

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Although the wheat was cut in the winter, there were piles of wheat stalks covered with ice and snow piled up there, cotton robes, jackets and other things were thrown on the ground, and the big quilt rolls were stuffed inside, Wang Hou felt that he was also a fighting nation, hugging the slender little white sheep, he trembled and drilled in, and then the big haystack was like recruiting more than 10,000 rats, and the cramps were churning.

It can be regarded as experiencing the love between Yu Zhanao and Jiu'er in the sorghum field, tossing and turning a few times, and when the moon was shining high, the two exhausted people came out of the top of the haystack wet.

In fact, this era is also very good, at least Wang Hou can't imagine that if he hadn't crossed over, he would lie quietly on the wheat straw with a woman, playing romantically at the big moon that was about to crack.

It is estimated that even if he struggles to get a girlfriend, he is busy with his grandson every day for a mortgage, car loan, and wedding ticket!

Men are generally silent after being satisfied, but women are the opposite, so Wang Hou pillowed his arms, and Cao Hongjie beside him chirped.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, you're arrogant enough! I actually asked Miss Ben to find you in person! ”

Wang Hou didn't speak, Cao Hongjie didn't need him to speak, a little hand holding a wisp of green silk on him, this girl explained angrily.

"You're in luck! In the past few days, the prime minister has sent me to Qingzhou to carry out a secret mission, otherwise you would have been beaten with a blue face! It's great to be the head of the last broken Taiyuan Wang family! ”

"You're in luck! Miss Ben has got a good job for you! Stay in this broken history for another two months, and the prime minister will be able to promote you to become Langya Xiang! The big man of 2,000 stones, you have to work hard for me when you go there, and collect enough food or something, but the prime minister only gave you a promotion because of my face, and slapped Miss Ben in the face, and when I come back, I won't beat you with a full face! ”

Although the man at this time was silent, he was extremely keen, Wang Hou suddenly turned his face and asked in amazement.

"Come back! Where else are you going? ”

"Go on a mission! Don't forget that I'm also a tiger and leopard ride! At the moment of the great enemy, it is not a matter of course to go out on a mission! ”

Speaking of this, Cao Hongjie bit his little finger fascinatedly, flashing a pair of bright eyes in anticipation.

"If this mission is completed, Yuan Shao should suffer a big loss, and when he comes back, Miss Ben will be promoted, and it should be okay to get a general, and if you don't work hard, you will have to kneel down to welcome Miss Ben!"

As he spoke, Cao Hongjie also made a sound, however, this time Wang Hou did not follow the music, but blinked his eyes, looked at her a few more times, and then lay back again, and put the quilt on Cao Hongjie's body.

"Yes, my wise and martial Lord Cao! Lie down a little longer! ”

"Yes!"

Finally quieted down, and Cao Hongjie's little brain melon leaned heavily on Wang Hou's shoulder.

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Early in the morning, Guo Jia, who was also busy in the middle of the night last night, slept in a daze, and his door was smashed by a bang.

"Who, who, who! Tuqiu, I said what to do! Big Break! Yuan Jun is coming! ”

Compared with Wang Hou, who was decadent and almost out of gas last night, it was like a different person, slamming open his door, Wang Hou kept shouting excitedly and hurriedly.

"The husband is self-cultivation, and the family rules the country and the world! The world is the prime minister's business, of course we have to cultivate our family! I have asked Wang Fu to call the villagers of Hexi Eight Villages, and the production captain of the fifteenth tun at the foot of Funiu Mountain has also rushed here, and this time I will plan all the production next spring, and I will not rush if I don't go out! ”

"Tuqiu! Eldest brother!!! This is your family matter, what does it matter to me Guo? There you go! Who else do I want to return to ......, hey! Tuqiu, Wang Hou! Don't drag, you haven't got your clothes on yet! ”

As a result, Guo Jia, who had black circles under his eyes, was wearing a small down jacket, sitting cross-legged at the roots of the big locust tree in Wangjiazhuang under the coal and iron mine, looking at the back of Wang Hou, who had gathered more than 20 village elders and was talking eloquently there, and became a background board alive.

"This guy!"

I didn't see Wang Hou finish the production mobilization meeting on the third day, and couldn't help but stretch his waist heavily, yawning was about to hit the sky, his eyes were full of tears, and after a while, Guo Jia complained dizzily

However, no one noticed that under his eyes, a scheming smile appeared deeply.

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In the next week of the Han Dynasty, Shi Wanghou, the chief of the Great Division, seems to have finally returned to a normal form!

The previously issued bamboo slip files that must be brought from Chang'an for dozens or hundreds of years have all been translated into simplified characters, and the order written on the paper was regarded by him as a fart, and the order that the Si Nong Si Yamen must learn to simplify the characters was also canceled by Wang Hou.

The position of Dasi Nong is equivalent to the later generations of the Ministry of Household Shangshu, grain storage, treasury management, material supply, price regulation, persuasion of agriculture and mulberry are all under the jurisdiction of this yamen, although a large part of the power is embezzled by the Shaofu, but the materials controlled by Dasi Nong's subordinates are still quite amazing.

Just out of the clothes and Zhao rebellion, the original big Si Nong Yang Feng was also in a panic, the rapid retreat of the semi-retired home, and the former Tai Lieutenant Yang Biao had nothing to do to raise goldfish to play chess, to maintain his health, he was not there, which is equivalent to Wang Hou's long history is the big Si Nong.

Ansheng is not the same as nothing! Compared with the previous inaction, step by step, Wang Hou here can definitely be regarded as a do-and-do, six days in a row, he is a field investigation, worked out the repair of the two rivers near Xudu Xushui Zhangshui, dredged the irrigation canal plan, but also on the side of Shangluo Mountain, re-carved a large area of mulberry fields, did not put down agricultural production at the same time, it is considered to put the Xuchang silk weaving industry on the agenda.

This week, Wang Hou can definitely be regarded as a remarkable political achievement!

Time also flies, in the blink of an eye, it is another Han Zhou, this week is not peaceful, in early March, Yuan Shao sent someone to send a blockbuster gift, Liu Bei's old classmate, the head of Sun Zhan, the former Taishou Gong of Beiping!

Although there are several Black Mountain thieves Zhang Yan in Hebei, but in fact, it is Gongsun Zan who restrains Yuan Shao's main energy, and now that he is defeated, it is equivalent to having no worries with Yuan Shao, and he can mobilize the power of the entire Hebei Four Prefectures, go south, and compete with Mr. Cao for the position of the northern overlord!

There was a headache in one more thing, so much so that Guo Dajunshi, who was rubbing the car after work on Saturday, poked his head out in astonishment until the carriage returned to the door.

"You're not going to the villa outside the city today!"

Unusually, Wang Hou did not go out of the city, but returned to his mansion in the city in a proper manner, looking at Guo Jia's face full of astonishment, Wang Hou smiled indifferently.

"Captain Wang Wei of the Pingtung Wei clan came to visit today, and he also brought a few brothers from the same sect, so he can't get out of the city today!"

What a good master!

In addition to working hard at work, Wang Hou also seemed to have opened his mind, and he did not relax at all in family affairs, five days, he went to receive people from the same sect in Taiyuan, and helped the people, and there was a tendency to win over the same surname to form a force again, and this development did not know whether it was good or bad, Guo Jia couldn't help but shake his head, but then yawned greatly and got out of the carriage slowly.

Regardless of going out of the city and entering the city, anyway, he wants to relax tonight, life is too short to have fun in time!

But before he swayed into Wang Hou's lair, suddenly a few bangs of the jar behind him made the old drunkard's eyes straighten, and he couldn't help but turn his head back, and in Guo Jia's somewhat incredulous eyes, Wang Hou smiled and patted the jar again.

"A few days ago, a brother brought back from Bingzhou in Xinghua Village Fenqing, how about a barbecue and two drinks in the evening?"

In the smile, a familiar Wang Hou poured into Guo Jia's eyes.