For several consecutive days, most of the officials from the royal palace and the Grand Secretary’s Office of the Grand Secretary’s Office had tasted the irritable side of the newly appointed Grand Secretary’s Chief of the Grand Secretary.

Needless to say, Wang Ganzi was already mourning and running around the road from the mansion to the entrance of the biogas cellar in the city outside the village to send out the night fragrance! He was like this, and there were even more people who were scolded and punished for some trivial matters. The mansion was so nervous that even the little maid Lan'er, who liked to sleep in when Lu Ji first entered the mansion, had to be energetic for twenty-four points a day, with her eyes wide open, for fear of something going wrong.

In terms of politics, Wang Hou was even more eager for quick success! He handed over from the Prime Minister's House and arrived at the Grand Secretary's Agricultural Mansion on the first day, and almost destroyed the yamen! Several new officials burned the fires that almost caused the former Han officials who moved east to the court to vomit blood!

The first is that all the documents accumulated in the past dynasties had to be copied from bamboo slips into paper. It's a pity that there were tens of thousands of kilograms of bamboo slips! Moreover, the previous large seal and small seal script and traditional Chinese official script had to be changed to simplified Chinese. These two things almost cost the lives of those small officials who were drowsy and living a life of dimness. Even the old man in his sixties had to open his old eyes and stare at Wang Hou's simplified characters all day long, forcing himself to learn simplified characters as soon as possible. The official documents of the Dasiyuan for more than ten days were even typos, and the corresponding yamen vomited blood.

He was tossing alone, and half of him was complained about it!

"Tuqiu, you're too anxious!"

He was still rubbing against Wang Hou's carriage and wandering around the mansion, while Guo Jia was still persuading him earnestly. However, Wang Hou, who had turned into a workaholic at this time, was flipping through the newly written official documents in his hand and humming without raising his head.

"Ancient bamboo slips are praised for their traditional style. If they are complex, they will be chaotic, which makes it difficult to find out at a glance. There are malpractices in chaos. After years of hardships, old officials will do their best to harm the public and private. Now if I don't promote criterion, no one can reform the accumulated malpractices in the past dynasties!"

"Tuqiu, Guo didn't say that simplified writing is not good, but the bamboo slips and traditional writing that has been implemented for many years cannot be solved day by day! Let's talk about paper! Cai Hou's paper is indeed easy to get! But in your yamen, you almost occupied most of Xu Du's tribute paper, and Xingwen, you..."

He still wanted to preach, but seeing Wang Hou's eyes fixed on Gongwen, he finally sighed helplessly, and then scolded him loudly in anger.

"Tuqiu, you are not only Cao Hongjie! You also have your entire mansion! You are now the head of the Wang family in Taiyuan, and you also have your disciples of the same sect! Especially the prime minister, you still need your service! A real man is born with a strong and upright person, how can he be confused by a little girl? What do you think?"

"Do you know where the Red Festival is?"

Wang Hou finally put down the official document and raised his head suddenly. For the first time, Guo Jia felt that this honest and greedy guy had sharp eyes that even comparable to his lord Cao Cao. He subconsciously shook his head. Guo Guicai was a little lost in advance and shook his head in a hurry.

"Miss Cao is a relative of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Who knows how Guo knew where she was, or went back to his hometown in Jiao County to worship his ancestors, or went out for a walk in Guanzhong?"

He picked up the official document again and seemed to be watching it seriously. Wang Hou didn't pay attention to him anymore, and was guilty and was afraid that he would ask anything else. Guo Jia also retracted back to the other side of the carriage, squishing his neck lazily, not knowing what to do.

Tomorrow is the holiday holiday of the Han Dynasty every five days. Unless Yuan Shao calls him, everyone will not have to go to court tomorrow. So the carriage is leisurely leaving Xudu City. If he had obtained more than 10,000 acres of land and another tenant farmer of one or two thousand, Wang Hou would probably have been impatient to gather the whole group and actively arrange farming in the spring. But this time when he returned to the manor, he was lazy and unable to raise his strength. It seemed that nothing was important.

There was a faint sound of silk and bamboo and the occasional laughter of a woman like a silver bell from the other end of the yard. It was probably because Guo Jia, the love saint prodigal son, was secretly drinking and having fun. At the same time, he didn't know that he had hooked up with the maid and girl under his command. He was too lazy to care about him. After reading the remaining documents, Wang Hou threw his robe and got into the bathtub in trouble.

His head was messy, as if everything had come in, but he couldn't think of anything, his eyes were straight, and Wang Hou looked at the roof of the ceiling with a dull look. If he used adjectives from later generations to describe him, he would have entered a period of confusion in his career.

The first time I traveled through time, I worked hard to keep my head at all times, and then to be able to eat meat and not get frozen. I was busy, and to have a way out for those who had to seek life and have a full meal. Now all this has been achieved!

What is the next step to work hard?

Moreover, if you don’t have that guy who is sometimes determined and sometimes stupid around you, is it meaningful to continue working hard?

What if Cao Hongjie and I really break up!

When Wang Hou thought of this, he felt empty. With a thud, he sat up from the hot bathtub again, panting in annoyance.

But with a bang, a stone broke into the window, right and right, just hitting the bathtub.

He was stunned for a moment, but the next moment, Wang Hou jumped out excitedly and anxiously, rubbed it a few times, put on a down robe, and didn't even put on his shoes, so he hurriedly got out of the bathroom.

After staying together for a long time, there was a tacit understanding. Sure enough, under Wang Hou's hurried gaze, a thin figure was waiting there with a shiver on his back with a large quilt on his back.

"Red Day!"

I was already full of annoyance and complaining that there was nothing at this moment, just like a big bear. Wang Hou ran to her in two heavy steps, and grabbed her cold little hand regardless.

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

"Go and enter the house!"

Without asking anything, Wang Hou turned around and headed for the warm kang, but who knew that he didn't pull it, but she pulled it back.

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

Full of surprise, Wang Hou pointed to the room hurriedly. The warm kang seemed to be steaming. But Cao Hongjie fooled and threw it off the quilt on his back, threw it heavily into his arms, and then patted the dust on his little hand.

"Didn't you say you wanted to take me to the sorghum field? Just go tonight!"

"Sorghum is only high in July!"

"Do you go?"

Seeing this girl pouting her mouth again and getting angry, Wang Hou hurriedly raised her hand and surrendered.

"Go! Go! Of course, go, if you are with the Red Festival, you will go to the blind bear's nest!"

"You poor guy!"

Turning anger into joy, a beautiful red cloud rolled up on his little face, Cao Hongjie pointed at his nose and laughed and scolded.

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Although the wheat was cut in the middle of winter, at least piles of wheat straw covered with ice and snow were piled up there, cotton robes, jackets and other things were thrown on the ground, and the big quilt and rolls were stuffed into it. Wang Hou felt that he was also a fighting nation. He hugged the graceful little Aries, so he trembled in. Then the big haystack seemed to have caught more than 10,000 rats, and his whole body was cramped.

It was considered to have experienced the love between Yu Zhan'ao and Jiuer in the sorghum field. It churned several times. When the moon shone brightly in the sky, two exhausted people then came out of the top of the haystack wet.

In fact, this era is also very good, at least Wang Hou couldn't imagine that if he had not traveled through time, he would lie quietly on the wheat straw with a woman, playing romantically watching the round moon that was about to crack.

I guess even if he had a girlfriend in a difficult situation, he would be busy with his grandson every day for mortgage loans and wedding bills!

Men usually remain silent after being satisfied, while women are just the opposite. So Wang Hou puts his arms on his shoulders, while Cao Hongjie beside him is whispering.

"You haven't seen each other for a few days, you are so arrogant! You actually asked me to find you in person!"

Wang Hou didn't say anything, and Cao Hongjie didn't need him to speak. He held a strand of black hair in his hand and slammed around him. The girl explained angrily again.

"You are lucky! The Prime Minister sent me to Qingzhou to perform a secret mission these days, otherwise I would have beaten you with a blue face! It's amazing to be the head of the Wang family who defeated Taiyuan!"

"You are lucky! I will take you a good job! I will stay in this position of the destruction chief for two months, and the Prime Minister will be able to promote you to the Prime Minister of Langya! Two thousand stone masters, you have to do a good job for me when you go there, and you will get enough food and other food. The Prime Minister has promoted you to the position of my face. I slapped me in the face. When I come back, I will see if I have a lot of flowers on my face!"

Although the man was silent at this time, he was particularly sensitive. Wang Hou suddenly turned his face and asked in surprise.

"Come back! Where else are you going?"

"Go and perform missions! Don't forget that I am also a tiger and leopard cavalry! The enemy is in front of you, so it's not natural to go out to perform missions!"

Speaking of this, Cao Hongjie also bit his little finger in a fascination, and his bright big eyes flashed in hope.

"If this mission is completed, Yuan Shao should suffer a great loss. When I come back, I can be promoted. It should be no problem to get a general. If you don't work hard, you will have to kneel down to welcome me!"

As he was talking, Cao Hongjie was still happy, but this time Wang Hou did not follow him and blinked his eyes, looked at her a few more times, then lay back and put it on Cao Hongjie's body.

"Yes, my wise and powerful Lord Cao! Lying down for a while!"

"kindness!"

Finally, it became quiet, and Cao Hongjie's little head leaned heavily towards Wang Hou's shoulder.

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Early in the morning, Guo Jiashang, who had been busy for the middle of the night last night, was sleeping in a daze, and his door was smashed by a bang.

"Who and who are! Tuqiu, what do I say to do! It's a big holiday! Yuan Jun is here!"

Compared with Wang Hou who was decadent and almost exhausted last night, he was like a different person. He patted him open the door, and Wang Hou kept shouting excitedly and urgently.

"A real man cultivates himself and manages his family and governs the country and pacify the world! Pacifying the world is the prime minister's business. Of course, we must cultivate ourselves and manage the family! I have asked Wang Fu to call the villagers from Ba Village, Hexi, and the production team leader of the 15th Village at the foot of Funiu Mountain has also rushed here. Today, I will plan all the production for next spring, and I will not go there if I don't go out!"

"Tuqiu! Brother!!! This is your family matter, what does it have to do with me, Mr. Guo? Go! Who else can I want to get back... Hello! Tuqiu, Wang Hou! Don't be so arrogant, I haven't worn the clothes yet!"

The result was that Guo Jia, who had two dark circles, was wearing a down jacket and sitting cross-legged at the root of the big locust tree in Wangjiazhuang under the coal-iron mine. Looking at Wang Hou's back who had gathered more than 20 villages and chatted there, he acted as a background board.

"This guy!"

Wang Hou finished the production mobilization meeting after three o'clock on the sun. He couldn't help but stretched his body hard. He almost yawned and almost went to the sky. His eyes were full of tears. After a while, Guo Jia became dizzy and complained.

However, no one noticed it, a tricky smile appeared in his eyes.

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In the next Han Dynasty, Wang Hou, the chief of the Grand Secretary, finally returned to a normal form!

The previous release of bamboo files that had to be translated from Chang'an into simplified Chinese characters. The orders written on paper were regarded as farts. The orders that the simplified Chinese characters in the yamen of the simplified Chinese characters were also cancelled by Wang Hou. The Siong Mansion, which had been stormed before, was considered safe.

The position of the Grand Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue in later generations was equivalent to that of the Minister of Revenue. Grain storage, treasury management, material supply, price adjustment, and encouragement to study agriculture and sericulture, etc. were all under the jurisdiction of this yamen. Although a large part of the power was embezzled by the Shaofu, the materials controlled by the Grand Secretary of the Grand Secretary were still quite amazing.

As soon as the incident of Yilang Zhao's rebellion broke out, the original Grand Marshal Yang Feng was also in panic all day long. He retired and returned home in a semi-retired manner. He had nothing to do with the former Grand Marshal Yang Biao and played chess. He was not here, which was equivalent to Wang Hou, the chief minister, being the Grand Marshal.

Ansheng does not mean ignoring! Compared with the previous rule of inaction and following the steps, Wang Hou can definitely be considered to be ruled with action. For six consecutive days, he conducted on-site inspections and formulated a plan to repair the embankments of the two rivers in Xudu, the Xushui and Zhangshui River near Xudu, and dredge the irrigation canals. He also re-drawn a large area of ​​mulberry fields by the Shangluo Mountain. While not putting down agricultural production, it also put Xuchang silk weaving industry on the agenda.

This week, Wang Hou is definitely considered a remarkable political achievement!

Time flies quickly. In the blink of an eye, another Han Zhou passed by. This week was not peaceful. In early March, Yuan Shao sent someone to give him a big gift, Liu Bei's old classmate, the head of Gongsun Zan, the former prefect of Peking!

Although there are several black bandits Zhang Yan in Hebei, in fact, Gongsun Zan is still the one who restrains Yuan Shao's main energy. Now that he is defeated, he is equivalent to having no worries with Yuan Shao. He can mobilize the power of the entire four prefectures of Hebei and go south to compete with General Cao for the position of the northern overlord!

There was a headache when there was something more, so that Guo Da Junshi, who had been riding the bus after get off work on Saturday, was not until the carriage returned to his doorstep that he poked his head out in shock.

"You won't go to the villa outside the city today!"

As usual, Wang Hou did not leave the city, but instead returned to his mansion in the city. Looking at the boy Guo Jia's face full of surprise, Wang Hou smiled indifferently.

"Now, the magistrate of the zong family of Pingtung Wei, came to visit and brought a few brothers from the same clan, so I can't leave the city now!"

A great man is a good head of the family!

In addition to working hard, Wang Hou also seemed to be enlightened and did not relax in family affairs. In five days, he went to receive the same clan and the same clan from Taiyuan for four days, and there was a tendency to win over the same surname and re-form a force. I don’t know whether this development was good or bad. Guo Jia couldn’t help but shake his head, but then he yawned and got off the carriage.

No matter if he goes out of the city, he has to relax tonight. Life is short, so enjoying it in time!

However, before he could sway into Wang Hou's nest, the sound of a jar behind him suddenly made the old alcoholic's eyes straighten, and he couldn't help but turn back. In Guo Jia's somewhat incredible eyes, Wang Hou smiled and patted the jar again...

"A few days ago, a clan brother brought back from Bingzhou, Fenqing, Xinghua Village, was served with barbecue. How about having two drinks at night?"

With a smile, a familiar Wang Hou poured into Guo Jia's eyes.
Chapter completed!