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057 My best little girl

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The housekeeper of the Poyang Palace was very quick, but it was said that the intelligence network under his command was developed. It took only one night that the tasks assigned by the Poyang King yesterday had already achieved results.

The next morning.

Poyang Wangfu Study Room.

"Prince, Zhu Xiuyuan's resume and the abacus that the prince ordered to read yesterday are all ready. Please check it out."

The butler of the royal palace personally carried a tray and placed one of the envelopes and a long strip of beads on the table of King Poyang.

The King of Poyang nodded, picked up the abacus, tilted it slightly, and the wooden beads strung on it slid, making a "cry" sound.

The King of Poyang paused for a moment and looked closely, as if he was checking whether this thing called Abacus was broken as soon as he took it...

To put it bluntly, King Poyang is a military general. He usually holds either a knife or a gun. He has never used a calculation or abacus.

Even the brushes used by King Poyang are made of fine iron, which are very bulky and it is very difficult for ordinary people to hold that thing, let alone write beautiful brush calligraphy, but King Poyang plays it very well...

The King of Poyang was afraid that he would crush the wooden products like abacus and he would use force...

Seeing that there was no problem, the wooden beads were not fixed on the abacus and seemed to be able to slide. Then he felt relieved, his eyes moved, and then fell on the envelope, so he casually ordered: "You read it."

"Yes, Prince!"

The butler of the royal family immediately picked up the envelope, bent down and bowed, very respectful, but his hands and feet were very neat. After unpacking the envelope, he took out a piece of folded paper from it.

The housekeeper glanced at the prince and saw that the prince was holding the abacus, turning it over and looking carefully, his eyes burning, and he seemed to be very serious.

However, as the prince's right-hand assistant, the housekeeper understood that the prince could actually use it with one mind. Therefore, the housekeeper's eyes refocused on this page of words and began to recite word by word.

Zhu Xiuyuan was born into a farmer and did not show any special talents when he was a teenager. He was very ordinary... Until he was recruited as a son-in-law by the Dong family, it seemed that his entire personality had completely changed, first stir-frying tea, then abacus...

This information is almost the same as what Guifei You heard.

Crack!

Crack!

The King of Poyang unconsciously fiddled with the beads on the abacus. He looked at it for a long time and didn't see any tricks. The abacus was actually just a pile of wood, a delicate item made by a skilled craftsman.

I believe only the accountants know how to use it...

King Poyang took the abacus aside, and his interest in the abacus had dropped to zero.

At the same time, the butler of the royal family read out the piece of paper.

"Prince, this is Zhu Xiuyuan's resume."

"Well..." King Poyang sighed and glanced at the butler: "Continue to stare at Zhu Xiuyuan. I want to see what kind of noise he can make in the warehouse."

"Yes, Prince!"

...

...

at the same time.

Dong Mansion.

Zhu Xiuyuan got up early in the morning. Today is the first day he has entered the prefecture yamen. Jiangzhou Prefecture yamen is a strange place for Zhu Xiuyuan.

It's like interviewing a new company and going to work on the first day...

But it’s not too nervous. In this way, Zhu Xiuyuan is a time traveler and is often fascinated by ancient things.

Secondly, his position is Sicang to participate in the military, and his father-in-law is a record-keeping officer, and he happens to be his immediate boss...

With my father-in-law guarding me, I think it's hard to go.

But "three fires to take office" must be burned out.

Zhu Xiuyuan became Sicang to participate in the military, which was equivalent to "airborne". Moreover, Zhu Xiuyuan was too young and would definitely be despised by the old men of the state yamen...

It is hard to say that Zhu Xiuyuan must use the means of "winning over and differentiating, and then defeating one by one" to consolidate his position.

So, today Zhu Xiuyuan has been brewing an emotion in his heart since he opened his eyes... You all take care of me. If I am dissatisfied with me, be careful to use you to light the fire...

This emotion was sensed by Qiu Wen. When the little maid helped Zhu Xiuyuan change clothes and wash clothes, she tightened her face throughout the whole process, and her daily actions of stealing pastries and other snacks were gone...

Zhu Xiuyuan felt that Qiu Wen was not helping him to change clothes, but to help the emperor change clothes.

"Little girl, why are you tightly looking? Come on, laugh."

Zhu Xiuyuan suddenly smiled, raised the corners of his mouth, and pinched Qiuwen's cheeks with both hands, which were round and very touching. Zhu Xiuyuan smiled and pinched Qiuwen's cheeks and pulled them to both sides.

Qiu Wen's little round face, which had been tense early in the morning, was "manually" smiled by Zhu Xiuyuan.

"Um...sin't son-in-law..."

Qiu Wen's cheek was pinched so that the tone of her speech changed, becoming very cute and funny.

At the same time, Qiu Wen's round eyes stared at Zhu Xiuyuan, confused. She really didn't expect that why the son-in-law, who was so serious, would be like this all at once...

Didn’t we agree that we would be more serious together?

"Okay, today my son-in-law went to the state office for the first day, so be happy."

Zhu Xiuyuan let go of Qiu Wen's little round face.

"Yeah!" Qiu Wen pointed.

"By the way, this set...you can wear it?"

Zhu Xiuyuan pointed to the bed, a set of official robes that were neatly folded.

Green round neckline official robe, soft feet and soap boots on white background.

Zhu Xiuyuan asked: "You can wear it, right?" In fact, it should be understood as: "Can you help me wear it?"

Through observations over the days, Zhu Xiuyuan has actually been wearing such clothes long ago, but he is too lazy to do it. He has a ready-made little maid to drive, so why do he do it himself?

Zhu Xiuyuan's corruption and depravity are very fast!

"Son-in-law, I can wear it." Qiu Wen glanced at the official robe on the bed, then quickly retracted her neck. Her small round face had just relaxed, but now she was tense again, and she lowered her head and replied weakly.

"Then help me change it!" Zhu Xiuyuan did not notice Qiu Wen's little thoughts.

Qiu Wen picked up the official robe. The moment his fingers touched the fabric of the official robe, his hands trembled, as if they were bitten by something. However, Qiu Wen did not retract his hand after all...

When changing the official robe, Zhu Xiuyuan finally noticed Qiu Wen’s abnormality... She seemed a little afraid of this dress. To be precise, she was afraid of this dress!

Zhu Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Soon, the clothes were changed.

Behind this outfit, Zhu Xiuyuan really changed a lot. This feeling was like wearing a formal outfit...

Zhu Xiuyuan couldn't help but straighten his waist. As the saying goes, people rely on clothes, but the "cloth rack" must be more decent, so that the two can complement each other...

But for Qiu Wen, the son-in-law now exudes a heavy pressure all over his body, like a mountain, and it makes it difficult for the little maid to breathe...
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