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Although when Zi Baifeng was young, some people said that he was the top talent, but after all, it was just a compliment.

The ancestors of the Zijia family are also a scholarly family, although the family fell later, but still did not give up the education of the offspring, no matter how difficult, will let the child go to a private school, looking forward to the descendants of someone can shine on the lintel again.

And after a big flood, the villagers of Zicun were killed and injured, and I don't know how many people in Langdao were able to escape with their lives, and the responsibility of honoring their ancestors fell on the shoulders of their father and son.

It's just that the previous Zibai style is not sophisticated, and he is not liked by the villagers, they are people with foreign surnames, and their lives are all kinds of hardships, if it weren't for the old man who is reasonable, and Zijian is kind to others, I am afraid that he would have been driven away long ago.

And what makes Zijian even happier is that since his son was in a coma last time, he seems to have changed as a person, and he no longer speaks as inflexible as before. It's just that this child, sometimes old, sometimes out, makes people a little unpredictable.

And now, I don't know what he was thinking, he opened the window and looked out, and he laughed there, like a fool.

Zijian didn't care about him, he moved the broken tables and chairs out of the coffin, and the small stones also came, waving a long pole tied with strips of cloth, stretching out his arms and standing on tiptoe, squinting his dark eyes, and cleaning the dusty clothes on the beams.

"Dad, little stone, this house will be mine in the future. Zi Baifeng suddenly turned around, looked at his father, and said.

His face was full of excitement, and he gestured in the house: "Put a table here, put a chair here, put a few shelves here, and here, I'm going to plant a pot of flowers, well, I'm going to write a few banners and banners, hang them here, by the way, I'm going to hang a plaque, what do you want to write......"

He walked around the house excitedly, it was just an ordinary mud house, not much like the tall buildings of the previous one, but this was indeed where he was.

The first step, a footprint, can no longer be dug up, can not be driven away.

Zijian and Xiaoshi both stopped, watching Zi Baifeng waving his arms excitedly there, depicting the future here.

Before they knew it, they were infected, listening and laughing together.

"I will let the villagers of Xiayan Village get better and better, I will make this world more and more beautiful, and I will let this father, Xiaoshi, and aunt live a good life. ”

I will, I will!

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Hu Caijun knocked on the door and waited outside. After a long time, I heard a dull voice from inside: "Come in!"

Hu Caijun gently pushed the door open, looked up, then lowered his head and walked in, and said in a low voice, "Lord Fujun." ”

The office of the prince was slightly depressed, the windows on all sides were closed, impermeable, and the sunlight cast the shadows of the trees on the window paper, swaying gently. Fu Jun sat under the plaque of hard work, frowning and pondering, obviously embarrassed by something.

Hu Caijun glanced at it, and saw that it seemed to be Mengcheng's accounts, and the shocking deficit was tangled together.

After standing in front of Fu Jun for a long time, Fu Jun rubbed his temples, raised his head, and looked at the talented man in front of him.

"Oh, it's you...... Your name is ......" Fu Jun obviously couldn't remember his name.

"The students are talented. Hu Caijun hurriedly saluted, but he was helpless in his heart, he didn't expect that Fu Jun couldn't remember his name.

"Oh, what's the matter with you?" Fu Jun leaned back on the backrest, and the hard wooden chair, even if it was cushioned, was not very comfortable, so Fu Jun was not in a good mood.

"Your Excellency. Hu Caijun hurriedly handed over the book in his hand, "Yesterday, the student heard Fu Jun mention taxes and accounts...... "He raised his eyes and glanced at it, and found that Fu Jun was not displeased, just waiting for him to continue, so he continued: "The student dared to check some tax records on the case, and then liquidated overnight, and found that the taxes in some places were not collected. ”

"Because of the limited time, the students first liquidated nine villages in a township, and several of them had serious tax evasion. The students thought that if they sent someone to collect the taxes from these villages, they would probably be able to temporarily relieve their urgent needs. ”

Fu Jun took the book in Hu Caijun's hand, frowned and looked at it, the pen on it was reasonable, there were comings and goings, and he remembered it very clearly. The annual taxes of the nine villages were copied on paper. Taxes in various places are not only money, such as grain, labor and so on can be deductible, this pen is calculated according to the price, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, very clear. After looking at it for a moment, Fu Jun's brows widened, and he said, "Your name is Hu Caijun, are you good at calculations?"

"The students are not talented, but they have studied a little. Hu Caijun saluted again and said, "Students like to study "Nine Chapters", "Island", "Sun Tzu", "Wu Cao", "Zhang Qiujian", "Xiahou Yang", "Zhou Ji", "Five Classics", "Fixation", "Ancient Times" and other ancient arithmetic books. ”

"Well, that's good...... Fu Jun frowned and looked at it, in fact, Fu Jun was quite a rough person, and his management style was the same. For several years as the ruler of the government, many details have not been taken into account, and the folk customs have been slightly opened. But the heavens are not beautiful, in recent years is not a drought, or a flood, this kind of extensive management method that does not care about the people, it is gradually unable to eat, so recently the government has opened up the way, selected talents, and intends to enrich their management team and take the refined route.

Although he is not good at calculations, he knows how to use people, and when he saw that Hu Caijun was so attentive, he said: "Since this is the case, then send an order to the master Bo, let him supervise him, you sort out the others, if you need help, go to the account room to find a few people, and say that I arranged it." ”

"Xie Fujun!" Hu Caijun saluted without humility or arrogance, turned around and walked out of the door, only then did he snort coldly and looked down.

Of the nine villages, the first place is the three big characters of "Xiayan Village".

Since ten years ago, the accounts of Xiayan Village have been chaotic, and the flow of water is contradictory, and it took a lot of effort for Hu Caijun to sort out the accounts, and he calculated the lack of taxes in Xiayan Village, which is three-tenths. For the sake of insurance, Hu Caijun also deliberately checked it, asking himself clearly and clearly, and even the bookkeeper at home couldn't see the slightest mistake. And now, the prince has ordered the collection of the missing taxes, and Hu Caijun doesn't believe that this Zi Baifeng can still turn over flowers.

Zi Bai Feng, Zi Bai Feng, if you talk about "Ming Jing" and "Ming Ce", I ask myself if I am not as good as you, but if I say "Ming Calculation", your Zi Bai Feng can't beat the horse as well as me.

At the beginning, your son Baifeng said that I was just a conspiracy villain, so I will let you know that I am not only a conspiracy, but also a righteous conspiracy, see how you take it!

If you just became a village leader, you were swept away by someone to get rid of Wusha, it would be ridiculous!

And the most important point of this move is to show his ability in front of the prince. One of the things that Hu Caijun is best at is to do what he likes, and he can see that the prince wants to change his management ideas, so he takes the first step. As long as you do a good job this time, it is difficult to say that you will not be able to become a confidant of the prince in the future.

Thinking of the smugness, Hu Caijun couldn't help but raise his head and smile, just now Da Lu laughed, but his face froze, and he saw a tall and resolute young general in military uniform standing opposite, looking at him with suspicious eyes, one hand pressed on the long knife on his waist, as if judging whether to take him down.

This general Hu Caijun recognized that it was the captain of the escort who ordered him to be questioned strictly and almost beat him into a recruit, this person's surname is Luo, his name is Nan, and his name is Qianshan.

"General Luo!" Hu Caijun hurriedly saluted, turned around and hurried away.

The young general stared at him suspiciously, then he withdrew his gaze, walked to the front of the Fujun's study, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said, "The last general asks to see the Fujun!"

Without waiting for an answer from inside, he pushed the door and walked in, arched his hand to the prince, and said, "Father-in-law!"

"Sit ......" Fu Jun waved his hand very casually, and the young general sat down on the side, even if he was sitting, his waist was straight.

"Nan'er, you came just in time, I have a letter here, you immediately hurry to Quzhou Mansion, see Lord Sun, after Lord Sun replies to the letter, you hurry up and rush back immediately, this matter is extremely confidential, you have to do it in person, don't let others know." ”

The young general straightened his face, got up and responded: "Yes, Lord Fujun!"

Fu Jun looked at the young general, his eyes showed a hint of softness, and he smiled: "Lord Changshi Sun has a daughter, the word is Eying......" Before he finished speaking, the young general had already taken the envelope, arched his hand, turned around and fled.

"This kid ...... I'm not married when I'm so old, I turned around and ran away when I mentioned marriage, what the hell are you thinking, hmph, wait for you to come back and let your godmother say that you ......" Fu Jun couldn't cry or laugh, shook his head, frowned and said nothing.

The father and son of the Zi family were busy until the sun set, and then the house was tidied up.

Zi Baifeng really loves the memory of Zi Baifeng, all kinds of manual skills are almost full, whether it is carpentry or calligraphy and painting, the current Zi Baifeng can be said to be proficient in everything, and the two of them, dismantle the tables and chairs, and dismantle the tables and chairs, repair those that can be repaired, and put them together if they can't be repaired, plus the wood moved from their own yard, transformed into a few shelves, two people cooperate tacitly, skillfully, and it is done quickly.

Zi Baifeng was a little puzzled, how could he be taught to be a nerd with such good skills?

"Reluctantly use it first, and I'll get you a good set of tables and chairs later. Zijian looked at the table and chair that had a little shape, shook his head, and said.

Zi Baifeng has already planned to draw a design drawing by himself, and asked his father to help him make a few sets of modern furniture, first of all, an ergonomic chair is a must, this chair is really uncomfortable, sitting for a day, it is really tiring.

At the end of the day, all kinds of hard work, Zi Baifeng was also tired, after dinner, he went to bed, and planned to take a little rest to find a target that could be used as a monster, but who knew that when Lu Dao lay down and opened his eyes again, it was almost dawn.