Yan Laoer was stunned as soon as he entered the room!
God, no one told him, why is the prince in this room?!
He subconsciously covered the baggage in front of and behind him, but how could he hide it? When he was anxious, the baggage behind him couldn't be untied and became twisted like a twist.
When the King of England saw this image of him, he smiled.
This Yan Huaian really doesn't know anything.
"What's in the baggage?" the King of England asked curiously.
Eunuch Wang helped him untie it, and Yan Laoer hugged it tightly, laughing until he was cramping: "It's nothing, Your Majesty, it's really nothing, just bring something for my teacher."
His expression was relatively calm, but his movements were awkward, which seemed to indicate that there was no silver in this place.
The King of England became interested.
"It looks like a book, but do you have a collection of books at home?" He thought of the Yan family's Gengdu heirloom, and Mr. Yan was a great talent in the world, and his eyes became brighter when he looked at those baggage.
Mr. Yan’s words are more straightforward and easier to understand.
Mr. Yan explained it in detail, but the same thing was described in a different way when told by a colleague.
Cheng He can see from below that the Huju government office was surrounded, but there was no communication with the inside. There are many things that should be done, including receiving supplies, settling the people rescued from Xue Wang, and dispatching manpower to deliver the goods to the militia.
Two grains, for those who patrol the streets, those who guard the city gates, those who stand guard under the city walls, those who sweep the streets, those who do the watch, those who collect dung... Bits and pieces, as long as they work for the government, all of them are recorded
Up.
Xue Baihu: "Wait a minute! He will wait a minute!" There was suspicion in my eyes: "Your Majesty said that my safe return was the result of the border army and the militia? Did you mention that we were looking for Xue Wang in the pass?"
Under the influence of Yan Huaiwen, the Yan family's account books have been improved several times. Now they are basically in a unified format, leaving eight pages at the end. The first page is not the general ledger.
Weng Ning in Guanli is already waiting for us to kill him!
Everyone can tell the story.
"What kind of meat are you cooking?" the King of England asked immediately.
As soon as Weng Ningyu lowered his body, Weng Ning knew what I was going to do, and the two of them squatted down in tacit understanding.
Take a look, take a look, it's either an account book or an official document, and you're not afraid that the prince will read it.
The prince knew the secret and quickly opened the bundle, revealing the messy books inside.
…
The King of England looked through it.
The general ledger amount converted below surprised me!
"Xue Baihu!"
There is no law that says that students cannot help teachers share official duties. He was also blinded for a moment, hiding something, hiding it openly, maybe the prince would be too careful to see it.
He grabbed it and pulled it towards the corner.
I also asked Mr. Yan.
"That's right, Yan Qi. The matter of killing prisoners is so easy. He told you badly, what did the prince say? What he said in front of him was still passed on to others. He learned it again and you listened.
.”
"I, the king, rinse the pot."
The King of England raised his head and looked at Da Qi's father, Yan Huaian, carefully.
"He originally wanted to call out to everyone, but I followed him to make peace. In addition to the pot, he also brought out a few of his specialty dishes. Let's have a good celebration."
I pointed and asked questions in the same way, and the other party responded fluently.
"Yan Qi, Mr. Xue Qi, he will wait for a while before he becomes upset! Let's settle it first." Weng Ningyu frowned, "It's a lie that the border army and the militia rescued the prince, it was a small achievement, but the problem is... we two
He was there at the time!"
General Xue Qi also handed over his hand: "Xue Baihu!"
"Yes! Yes!" Weng Ningyu responded cheerfully.
"Yan Qi! Yan Qi! What about that! Look at that!"
"What? Nothing bad? Speak slowly!"
As soon as I saw it, I was fascinated.
Weng Ningyu groaned, and it took him a long time to react.
That's right! Damn it! You and Old Xue are here. How did that wealth hit us both on the head?
Found a record of people working.
Mr. Yan said honestly: "We have prepared mutton. If the prince wants to eat some, you can go and prepare it."
Mr. Yan's eyebrows were beaming, but he was not patient at all.
"Brother Xue! Xue Baihu! He's been promoted! Hahaha!" Weng Ningyu raised his hands, knowing where to pick up Canxue, which was white, and greeted him with a smile on his face.
Hey! Uncle Wang is so neat.
The King of England hummed.
General Yan set a price for all the materials seized from Xue Wang. The seventh and eighth pages were densely written with the quantity and amount of material items. There was also a return to the main topic on the seventh page, which was an extra page that said distribution.
The border troops are somewhat smaller and have more stuff.
Mr. Yan: Got it! Your Majesty is eating spicy food today, so the red pot can’t be spicier.
Turns out that’s the problem!
The King of England turned forward and saw that everyone had a big bill, so he turned back and read the first page again.
Yan Zongqi said excitedly: "Zhengyipin! Oh my God! I got into Zhengyipin because of my big heart, just like your teacher, hahahaha! Xue Baihu, tell me, how much salary does Zongqi get in a year?"
?We have to ride a horse. Is it necessary for you to be matched with a horse? Can you choose by yourself?"
"No, it's..." Yan Laoer continued to struggle, unable to hold back the King of England's high interest, so he walked over quickly.
Especially for Huju's scoring algorithm, Tian Xiaoren reported to Fucheng, and Fucheng sent it to me. It was cumbersome and normal.
"...Chenghe made money, grain, meat, etc. circulate. We decided to make money from the labor and sweat of the villagers, so that we could have no work and earn some food. The Yamen added helpers.
Can do less.”
I was excited for a moment and then calmed down.
bad guy!
"Yan Laoer's knife skills are as good as yours. Are you worried about this? Can you eat our spicy hot pot?" Weng Ningyu asked tentatively.
Yan Laoer:......
Mr. Yan walked out of the Yamen feeling dizzy.
"I am really depressed today. My king has returned safely. It is thanks to the tiger-dominated border army and the militia. Beirong was promoted to a hundred households, and Yan Huaian was promoted to the general banner."
His teacher's big and small seals were in his arms. It was a warm but cold day, and he was wearing thick clothes, so it was hard to see. The prince could not let anyone search his body.
Hu Ju is really busy doing small things!
Mr. Yan followed the reputation and walked over slowly when he saw it was me.
It is also a coincidence that the book I took is the account of the Yamen, but the account of the militia.
Looking at the reverse side that I just ignored, written below are several dates and the quantity of materials handed over to the Huju government office.
Mr. Yan was dumbfounded!
What a bad guy!
Weng Ning was staring at me wrongly. Although Mr. Yan tried his best to hold it in, I still saw it. Something bad had happened to that guy and he was so happy!
"Here...you go up and get ready?"
Newly promoted Xue Baihu was so happy that she wiped her face.
Weng Ningyu pointed at himself and introduced in a serious manner: "You, Mr. Xue Qi!" I insisted seriously for two seconds, and I laughed so hard that my mouth opened and closed, and the corners of my eyes were curved with lines.
"Yes, mutton will do. Cut it thinly, not too thick." The King of England explained.
After all, Xue Baihu is a person who once worked as a Qianhu.
Xue Baihu cupped his hands and said: "General Xue Qi!"
"...That's not what the prince said! By the way, Lao Xue, the mutton you asked him to cut is complete. I'm afraid it's not enough. Let's cut out this half too!"
Yan Laoer, who had been paying attention to the movements over there, was Xue Baihu, who still knew that he had been promoted two levels. He was talking to Yan Zongqi at the entrance of the alley.
That question, tsk tsk, the King of England would have asked if he had any intention.
Let me just say it! I feel that the person who was promoted to an official position is so sure-footed and so dizzy.
The King of England suddenly asked me: "What kind of pot should I eat? Yuanyang pot?"
Mr. Yan decided to show off his skills and clean up the whole table today.
"General Xue Qi!"
The King of England was reconciled again.
"Is that true? Who? The prince promoted you to an official? After that, it happened! Hahahaha! Bad! If you take the credit, you still have less credit, hahaha! Xue Baihu! Xue Baihu
! Damn, it doesn’t sound pleasant to my ears! It’s the Eighth Grade! I’ve been promoted to two levels! Two levels! Haha! I’ve been working so hard in vain! It’s worth it! It’s worth it!”
The two of them laughed and laughed for a long time.
Xue Baihu:……
"Yes, one side is spicy, the other side is spicy, Yuanyang Hotpot."
