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There is no three hundred taels of silver here!

Seeing Dong Shuzhen's little expression, so vivid, it didn't harm Feng Han's consciousness at all, and he was still doing mischief here... Zhu Xiuyuan was very angry.

He raised the hand that was holding the food box and moved it to the side, directly into Xia Wu's arms.

Xia Wu stood nearby. After being "bumped" by the food box, his face was blank, but his hands subconsciously stretched out and hugged both sides of the food box.

Zhu Xiuyuan's hand holding the food box loosened and he withdrew.

Xia Wu immediately felt the weight of the food box, and at the same time her expression suddenly dawned, and she realized that her uncle meant for her to help carry the food box.

So she immediately hugged the food box tightly to prevent it from falling.

"Give me your hand."

With his hands free, Zhu Xiuyuan felt relaxed and sat directly on the edge of Dong Shuzhen's bed, extending a hand to Dong Shuzhen with his palms spread out.

Dong Shuzhen tilted her head, a little confused, more shy, but still very obedient. She took out her little hand from the quilt and placed it in Zhu Xiuyuan's "huge" palm.

At the moment of contact, in addition to inexplicable heart palpitations, I also felt so warm!

After Zhu Xiuyuan touched it, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows——

So cold!

As cold as a popsicle!

Zhu Xiuyuan sighed, personally grabbed Dong Shuzhen's little hand and stuffed it back between the quilts.

"What's wrong, husband?"

Seeing Zhu Xiuyuan sighing, Dong Shuzhen couldn't help but asked curiously.

Zhu Xiuyuan looked at Dong Shuzhen and saw that she only had one head exposed, her face was crimson, her big eyes were bright, and there was an inexplicable brilliance flowing around her.

Zhu Xiuyuan heard the words and warned: "Madam, now that you are sick, you are most afraid of the cold. You must keep your hands, feet, and limbs warm. You can't get cold anymore, so as not to worsen your condition."

"Okay, okay, husband, why do you look like dad? He is a martial arts practitioner, and he is in good health...Besides, he has taken medicine, should he be fine?"

"Be obedient, or I won't take you out to play in the future!"

Zhu Xiuyuan had no choice but to use his ultimate killing move...

It's so embarrassing. If he doesn't use this trick, he probably won't be able to suppress his little wife.

"Goodbye, husband~~" Dong Shuzhen pursed her lips and almost jumped up from the couch, but was naturally pushed back by Zhu Xiuyuan.

"I know it!"

Zhu Xiuyuan nodded slightly, then looked at Xia Wu who was holding the food box, and said: "Xia Wu, you have to take good care of my wife. This wind-cold disease can be serious or small, not to mention... in short, you can't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment.

, Do you understand?"

"Yes, uncle, I understand!"

Zhu Xiuyuan stared at Dong Shuzhen, who had only one head exposed on the couch. His eyelids couldn't help but jump, because out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a scene that made people laugh and cry -

Dong Shuzhen actually made a face at him and stuck out her tongue...

When Zhu Xiuyuan looked at her, she immediately returned to normal, looking at Zhu Xiuyuan with a cute expression on her face...

Zhu Xiuyuan shook his head with a wry smile, stood up and said, "Okay, you guys can have a good rest at home, I'll go to the Yamen right now."

"Husband, I want to eat Mrs. Liu's scallion egg pancake!"

"Okay, my husband will bring it to you when he comes back!"

"Husband, Xia Wu said that she wants to eat peach blossom shaomai!"

"good……"

"Husband, Qiu Wen quietly told me last night that she wanted to eat willow candy."

"Okay, got it..."

…

Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhu Xiuyuan arrived at the state government office with his father-in-law.

Although the carriage stopped at the gate of the state government office, Zhu Xiuyuan did not get down immediately. Instead, he waited for his father-in-law to enter the government office before he jumped off the carriage.

Zhu Xiuyuan's balls ached. This was all the sequelae of lying last time.

…

Kurasao.

Zhu Xiuyuan’s room is on duty.

Zhu Xiuyuan sat at his desk and stared at a "chart" on the desk!

This is really a chart. To be precise, it is a "column trend chart", hand-drawn with a brush on a piece of rice paper. There are several large characters written at the top of the chart: Jiangzhou Taxation Trend Chart.

"Sir, this picture..."

In front of Zhu Xiuyuan's desk, there are two scribes standing on the left and right. One is Liu Wentong, the superior of Cang Cao, and the other is a "data processing expert" promoted by Zhu Xiuyuan from among the scribes, named Luo Ding.

The person who hesitated to ask this half-sentence was Liu Wentong, the commander-in-chief of Cancao.

I saw him half-stretching his hand, pointing at the chart, mumbling at the corner of his mouth, and after saying four words, he could no longer say anything else.

Because even if he "asks" such a simple question, he doesn't know how to ask it, or what to ask.

The chart drawn by Zhu Xiuyuan himself was something they had never heard of or seen!

However, Liu Wentong thought about it and felt that it was not appropriate to ask...or should I say ask for advice. If he only asked for half of the advice, it would be disrespectful to the superior!

So Liu Wentong looked at the header of the chart, stared at the words, trying to find a breakthrough in the "inscription" of the chart...

Then... there is no more.

Classmate Liu Wentong gritted his teeth and pretended to be calm. Judging from the twitching corners of his mouth, he was already suffering from the pain of suppressing his laughter.

Zhu Xiuyuan's face turned dark. He knew why Liu Wentong was holding back his smile.

Because the big characters on the front of the watch are written in his own handwriting...

The writing is soft, pretentious and graceful, as if it was written by a woman!

A grown man writes like a woman's handwriting. This... is so funny!

Especially for these assistant officials, who deal with pen and ink all day long, commonly known as "knife and pen officials", in fact, their handwriting is generally good, and there is even a popular font among them...

Therefore, they are particularly sensitive to "writing", "handwriting" and the like.

Zhu Xiuyuan pursed his lips. He was also helpless. Who made his calligraphy from enlightenment to proficiency all under the guidance of his wife!

"Shangzuo Liu, do you have any questions?"

Zhu Xiuyuan pretended that nothing happened and that he didn't know anything, and asked Liu Wentong seriously.

Resolving embarrassment is actually very simple. Just treat embarrassing things as "normal". As long as you don't take it personally, others will acquiesce...

"Sir... what is... a trend chart?"

Liu Wentong stuttered when he asked this question. He almost said it through clenched teeth. He seemed to be about to lose control and laugh at any time... On the other hand, Luo Ding had a serious face and was unsmiling...

The gap between people is so big, even bigger than the gap between people and pigs!

"Look, the vertical... lines on this chart represent the tax amount. The horizontal lines represent the year. I mark the tax amount for each year, and then we have these 'pillars'.

Draw a line based on the height of these pillars, and the trend reflected by this line is the change in Jiangzhou's taxation over the years."

Zhu Xiuyuan explained seriously and in a serious manner.

Under Zhu Xiuyuan's serious expression, Liu Wentong gradually stopped laughing.

Liu Wentong and Luo Ding are not stupid people, and they have not been idle these days. They are dealing with various "data" almost every day, plus Zhu Xiuyuan instills new concepts into them from time to time...

Under the influence of multiple factors, fortunately, they understood it all at once.

"Although this trend line is winding, if we look at it as a whole, we can see some clues - our taxes in Jiangzhou have dropped every year!"

Luo Ding stared at the downward trend line, expressionless, and said solemnly.

Zhu Xiuyuan glanced at Luo Ding approvingly and said in his heart: "Yes, I like serious people!"

"Yes, although I just came to Cangcao not long ago, I have noticed something abnormal in some aspects before. The taxes in Jiangzhou are really getting worse year by year... After looking at this chart, I learned that

, It turns out that the tax revenue in our Jiangzhou has dropped so shockingly!"

Liu Wentong also became serious, but he avoided the header of the chart.

So he calls it "limited seriousness".

"Look at this again."

Zhu Xiuyuan smiled, turned over the chart, and revealed the chart below.

Liu Wentong resisted the urge to look at this chart. To be precise, it was the header!

In fact, Liu Wentong took a quick glance and took a rough look. It turned out that this was also a "column trend chart", a twisted line, and a shocking year-on-year decline.

Liu Wentong was curious, what does this chart represent?

At an accidental glance, he saw Luo Ding next to him staring at the chart, so he asked: "What has dropped again?"
Chapter completed!