Back to Ancient Times to Make Pen Pals

[Where did you learn these things? From the little girl’s family, one bite at a time] Xie Zheng can’t write anymore, [Don’t speak up, speak up! ! 】

I was so angry that Zhuyuan used the exclamation point.

Zhu Yuan on the other side laughed: [It is not advisable to avoid illness and avoid medical treatment, uncle, you are so old, it is normal not to lift, there is nothing to avoid. 】

Sample, have the ability to pretend to be an old man, and have the ability to take over the name~

Xie Zheng almost died of anger: [You]

An Fu, who was bent on the other side and rubbed the ink, stared at the inkstone honestly. He didn't dare to look at the table at all, naturally he didn't know what he had endured.

After grinding the ink, he carefully glanced at Xie Zheng, and was shocked by the anger of his gritted teeth. He knelt down with a puff: "Lord, the lord calmed down..." However, he just rubbed the ink. What's wrong with your Highness?

Xie Zheng paused, took a deep breath, glanced at him, and pointed his chin outward: "It has nothing to do with you, get out!"

"Ah-yes!" An Fu hurriedly crawled out and threw the cloak on the ground as he passed by without forgetting to pick it up.

Xie Zheng:...

He wiped his face and lowered his head, calmer, he again picked up the pen, fascinated and enticed: [You have to burn these words if they are written on paper, if they are read by others, I'm afraid they will ruin your reputation]

【nonsense. Don't talk about others, if my parents saw it, I would be fatal! 】

Xie Zheng twitched his forehead. Earlier, he speculated whether this girl died early in her life, and when she turned her head, she said to herself that she was dead... He felt uncomfortable when he saw it: [Life and death matters, don’t talk about it easily]

[Eh, you old man, I can’t talk about illness, life and death, so what can I say? 】

[In life, is there only life and death disease——] Bah, the dead girl, all took him away, why did he get sick? !

Zhu Yuan thought he was finished, and continued: [Can you talk about the stars, the moon, and the ideals of life from poems and songs? Do you think you are Erkang? 】

Xie Zheng had a meal and frowned: [Who is Erkang? 】

I wish Yuanran dumb. How do you explain this? Did it start with Qiong Yao? She scratched her head: [It's a scheming-dog anyway] almost written as a scheming bitch, but fortunately she brakes in time, otherwise she must be trained again!

[How to explain the scheming dog]

Zhu Yuan got stuck again, and it took him a long time to slowly say: [Scheming, don’t you need to explain? What about dogs... In some places, men who are too scumbag are called dogs. Probably refers to the meaning of inferior pigs and dogs, anyway they are cursing people, let him call them pigs! 】

Man... Xie Zheng squinted: [Who is this person? How do you get to know it? 】

Zhu Yuan is impatient: [You don't know you even after you said, why are you asking so much? 】

Xie Zheng endured his anger: [You are still young, and you are a girl again, in case you are deceived——]

[Anlaanla, if Erkang can really lie to me, I can wake up from a dream. 】That means she has returned to modern times, what kind of toilet, what kind of light, refrigerator, heating high-speed rail car...

Forget it, it's useless to think more.

Xie Zheng read her words, immediately anxious: [You are only twelve years old! 】He emphasized, 【If that Erkang comes to you, he will become a tai who loves Tong! 】

Zhu Yuan:...

[Dude, don’t worry about this topic, please? I just said casually, I am not familiar with Erkang, and I will never see each other! Don't worry about it~~~] Blame her for talking, nothing to play with!

Xie Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then reprimanded her: [You are not a child now, and you will go to less shops in the future to save others from saying--]

【stop! 】These words pierce Zhuyuan’s weakness, 【I’m not a prisoner, why can’t I go out? Others make irresponsible remarks, what do they do to me? Am I alive for them? If it is not, they talk about their gossip, I am out of my door, is there a problem? 】

Xie Zheng was dumbfounded, holding the pen for a while, frowned and said: [It is not safe for women to go out]

[Bah, why are you not safe? Obviously it is a public order issue, why should women bear the consequences? 】

Xie Zheng:...

Why does it become a discussion about law and order? He didn't mean to be here.

Zhu Yuan on the other end also slowed down: [Forget it, let me discuss with you what to do...] If the old-fashioned dog Dan can understand, she doesn't need to be sad here.

Xie Zheng felt helpless: [What have you been thinking about all day? 】

Zhu Yuan hummed lightly: [Anyway, it is not something that ordinary people like you can understand. 】

Xie Zheng:...

After writing this sentence, the **** the opposite side disappeared, leaving Xie Zheng in a daze with a group of "wine-hearted, broad-minded, arrogant".

As soon as he saw this sentence now, he thought, "There is no sugar for treating kidney deficiency"...The hand holding the wolf's hair was hung in the air, and then he continued to write no, no, no, no, very embarrassing.

But after that day, Xie Zheng began to seriously consider Zhu Yuan's arrangement.

It's twelve, less than a month, and it's thirteen. It's time to discuss marriage.

If Zhu Xiuqi stays in office, if she does not marry in Wuxian, she will be sent back to the capital to discuss marriage.

Judging from all the signs, Zhu's big room and the second room are not so harmonious, and Zhu Xiuqi is not necessarily willing to send the children back.

So, Zhu Yuan is the most likely to stay in Wu County?

Thinking of this, Xie Zheng always felt a little awkward. How could such a woman be wronged in a remote and poor place...

Have to think of a way.

***

The ten years of Chengjia came to an end in the vigorous tax reform. In the spring of the eleventh year of Chengjia, all localities began to settle and pay land tax.

Before the tax reform, Emperor Chengjia first conducted a wave of national field surveys and registered them in the register. If the field tax is fraudulent, it will not go anywhere. It will definitely increase or decrease in a year, but the increase will not be too high. Too high is a problem.

Therefore, since February, all local taxes have been sent up one after another, everyone is shocked.

In previous years, the tax was lower and higher, and the more part was basically paid by the squires and wealthy households in various counties.

However, the state capitals with high taxes in previous years have fallen off a lot this year.

Is there more people and less land? With such high taxes in previous years, wouldn't the people be very poor? If there were not too many people, how did you get such high taxes in previous years?

Was it exploited in previous years or was there a lack of wealthy locals?

Emperor Chengjia waved his hand to let people investigate thoroughly.

The imperial court was surging, and Xie Zheng was not idle either.

He started the tax reform and was assassinated because of this. He simply asked Emperor Chengjia for an order, hoping to get involved and supervise Chengjia's ten-year land tax payment.

Emperor Chengjia got it right.

Xie Zheng checked the accounts with the Ministry of Households.

This time he checked the accounts, he no longer waited beside him, instead he flipped through the account book, took the abacus, and went to any corner of the house and settled with everyone in the household department.

On the first day, he even bluffed everyone. The household officials in the same room as him were all trembling, for fear that he would offend the prince, or that he would not understand anything about the newborn calf, and the taxation would be messed up.

Who knows that the prince is really helping when he says helping. If he doesn’t understand something, he turned to ask the old man next to him. After getting the answer, he continued to work, except for being younger, looking colder, and not eating Apart from being with them, other times it is no different from them.

Oh, no, because he was here, the head of the household had eaten a lot of dim sum-all of them were bought by the three princes.

However, the accounting at the beginning of the year is the busiest time of the year for the Ministry of Households. From morning to night, the specifications of the accounts are inconsistent, and the books are fragmented... Can this master persist?

When Emperor Chengjia heard that he was not going for a cutscene, but taking an abacus to settle accounts, he was shocked, and Tete found him back and persuaded him-in their capacity, these tasks are their own. Do it.

Xie Zheng only said: "My son is young, so it won't matter if you learn more. Moreover," he looked straight at Emperor Cheng Jia, "If you don't understand it deeply, how can you know the drawbacks."

Emperor Chengjia squinted his eyes: "Do you want to reform the household department?"

Xie Zheng shook his head: "How can the son, how can you?" He said lightly, "It stands to reason that the household department has the best accountant in Dayan. I will study it. If I open a shop in the future, it won't be easy for people to fool around. ."

Cheng Jiadi:...

"Wait, your bookstore has been tossing for more than a year, why hasn't it opened yet?"

Xie Zheng coughed slightly: "Alright, it will be able to drive in these two months."

"..." Hasn't the coincidence really started yet? Emperor Chengjia glared at him, "I also invested a thousand taels, don't forget to pay me dividends." The cement that this kid emptied out paid a lot of dividends, and the old man from Hubu Shangshu smiled when he saw him. As a real father, why didn't he enjoy the money?

Xie Zheng:...

Fortunately, although Emperor Chengjia urged the dividends, he still allowed him to work in the household department.

Xie Zheng stayed in the household department, arriving at the household compound compound every day before dawn, and did not leave until dark. This busy state continues until the nationwide tax collection is completed.

At this time, a full forty-one days have passed since Xie Zheng stepped into the household department.

After he settled the accounts, he didn't participate in the final finishing work anymore, threw his abacus, and went back to the palace to rest.

The next day, he was refreshed and regained his usual habits. First, he came to a set of horse racing and archery fists, then took a bath and changed clothes, and sat in the study to start practicing calligraphy.

As soon as he wrote two lines of ink, the **** the opposite side of the Zhu family poked a few ink dots that were as big as the Lantern Festival.

Xie Zheng had no choice but to stop: [Why?]

[I'm 芔芔茻! ! You finally, finally, finally don't settle accounts anymore! ! ! ! 】The exclamation mark on the full screen showed the other party’s ecstatic emotions, [I have even dreamed of this month as a two-year-old Lu Qi! Are you not from the Ministry of Engineering? How did you go to settle the account? ! 】

...Forget her. Xie Zheng had some guilty conscience inexplicably, after thinking about it, he raised a pen and changed the subject: [How can I explain it?]

Zhu Yuan:...

She was not sure: [Dung fork meeting? 】

Xie Zheng:...

This is a tasteful sentence.