Tobero

Chapter 67

When Tu Hao heard what Tu Ying said, he blinked his eyes stupidly: "Why?" His Huniu's shrewdness is shrewdness, but her age is limited and her experience is limited, so that shrewdness is just a comparison among her peers.

Tu Ying couldn't explain it herself, anyway, she just felt that Xu Mingxu's way of treating her brother made her feel a little awkward.Of course, girls don't necessarily have to give a reason for doing things.She stomped her feet immediately: "Oh! I told you to stay away from him as long as possible. Why are you asking so much?" After she finished speaking with anger, as if she was afraid of Tu Hao's further questions, she immediately lifted the latch and ran away with her skirt in her hands. Go out, "Okay, okay, you still have a lot of things to do these days, hurry up and get busy!"

"Hey! This stinking girl..." Tu Hao walked out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, like an old man, without the guilt of being afraid of being beaten just now, and seemed very calm and collected.

But Tu Ying was right, he did have a lot of things to do these days.Simply visiting relatives and friends will take several days when it comes to actual actions.In addition, he had to catch up on some knowledge in the officialdom, so he was even more free than when he was in the Imperial College.

Logically speaking, for a son of an official like him, these official matters can only be regarded as common sense, but he is really too young, even if the butcher can guess the seven or eight thoughts of Master Zhang, he is not expected Realizing that his son is going to be an official so early, and Tu Hao usually lives in the Imperial College, this matter can only be done through correspondence.

But these things can only give Tu Hao a general understanding of the officialdom, he still doesn't know the specific details.Even if the butcher is in a high position, it is impossible to explain all these so-called details to his son clearly in a few days, so he can only follow along.

Tu Hao was so busy that he didn't even have time to write letters to the beautiful boy every day. Occasionally, when he had time to write, it was just a few dry words. His life was really dull and he had nothing to write about.

Ah Jian sent letters to Tu Hao every day as usual, sometimes he could see him, sometimes he couldn't.Xu Mingxu could only occasionally learn about Tu Hao's recent situation from Ah Jian's mouth.

He knew that Tu Hao's situation was different from his.Wanchunzhuang's position is not considered a lucrative position, but the advantage is that it is close to the capital. At any rate, it can be regarded as a temporary position in the Six Departments. The environment is simple and the authority is not much. It is an ideal starting point for a rookie like him... um, rookie.

Shujishi are the real close ministers of the emperor, even if they are not of high rank, they have no power on the surface, but in fact they are very involved.It's normal for Tu Hao to be busy these days, but it's abnormal if he isn't busy.

He thought about this in his heart, but he always felt a bit mixed. Sometimes he dreamed back at midnight, and even thought that Tu Hao would be so estranged from him, would he even be born like this?

Thinking of it this way, he couldn't fall asleep, and after tossing and turning for three or five times, he simply got up.But getting up too early had nothing to do, so he just punched him two or three times in the yard.

The martial artist who taught him saw it, and only felt that this son of a civil official family practiced martial arts harder and more seriously than the military officer's family, and he taught him more attentively for a while.

Xu Mingxu received Tu Hao's letter this time, ten days had passed since the last time.There was nothing written in the letter, and the whole thing was just the little mouse's complaints.But he smiled happily, and immediately replied with a thick letter, and brought a few cars of his own farm's produce by the way.

Tu Hao didn't see these things for the first time, he was rushing to work today.

Boss Tu can be regarded as a person who has seen strong winds and waves. Even if the boss of his first job in this life is a little bit nervous, he should be nervous or excited. After a few days, he has already adjusted himself, and he sleeps on his stomach like a dead mouse in the morning. .

Then he was carried away from the bed by Tu Huniu.

When he was sitting at the dining table, he was still in a daze: "Huh?" Looking sleepily at the dark sky outside, he really couldn't tell what time it was, so he yawned and asked, "What time is it?" gone?"

Tu Ying looked at his younger brother's appearance, wishing he could slap him awake: "It's past Yin's hour, and you're still asleep!"

Tu Hao's eyes widened, he forgot to finish his yawn, and looked at Tu Ying with his mouth open: "But I just..."

Tu Huniu glared at Tu Mouse covetously.Tu Mouse immediately silenced.

The Han Dynasty treated officials well.Except for the high officials who may need to get up early during the big court meeting, the normal working hours are basically from nine to four.Of course, some high-ranking officials may have longer working hours, such as his father.Although the emperor's boss will not pay overtime pay, he will give these heavy-duty employees some bonuses or something. Generally speaking, it is still humane, and the benefits are not bad.

For a Sesame Mung Bean official like Tu Hao, big and small court meetings have nothing to do with him.He goes to work at nine o'clock and doesn't need to catch a bus, so why does he have to get up at five o'clock?

Tu Mouse looked at his tigress, but he didn't dare to choke, he ate breakfast aggrieved, and comforted himself that he was still in the Imperial College.

When he went to work to report, he arrived a little too early.Fortunately, there was someone on duty in the work unit. It was obviously a bit surprising to see him arrive so early, but he soon put a smile on his face: "Master Tu came early. You wait for a while, and I will take you around."

When others give him a smiling face, of course he will return the same smiling face.Tu Hao also smiled and cupped his hands: "Your Majesty Zheng is too polite. You should be busy first."

This Mr. Zheng is from Zheng Yun's family, counting according to his seniority, he has to call Tu Hao his cousin, and he can be counted as his own family.The two pretended not to know each other, and indeed they were not very familiar with each other, and politely did everything on the scene.

Not long after, Tu Hao roughly figured out the scope of his work, waiting to see the big boss brush his face.

Boss Zhang's working hours were not as capricious as Boss Tu's later generations. Even if there was no court meeting, he walked into the imperial study on time to deal with business, followed by a young man with a tall and straight figure and a gentle face.

Tu Hao knew in his heart that this was the prince, so he quickly stood up and saluted the two of them politely.He is familiar with Lao Zhang's family, but this is the first time the crown prince has met, and he just knows that Lao Zhang is very strict with his boss.

Uncle Zhang avoided Tu Hao's gift. Seeing a small child sitting in the imperial study room, he always felt that some children were hosting a house wine. Eldest son: "In the future, you will get close and close, and now go and sit down."

Two people should naturally claim to be.

The crown prince has been curious about Tu Hao for a long time, but he has never had a chance to meet him, so he took a second look at Tu Hao now.The child sat quietly, with a serious expression on his chubby little face, but it was funny no matter how he looked at it.He couldn't help but raised the corner of his mouth, and then pursed his lips slightly in disrespect.According to what my father said, if there is no accident, this child in front of me will be his right-hand man in the future.

Uncle Zhang ordered the eunuch to call people in.

The eunuch in charge made tea, called several adults from the sixth department to come in, and then retreated and closed the door behind him.Tu Hao sat down at the inconspicuous small table next to him, set out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and prepared to take minutes of the meeting.

In a country, regardless of whether the court meeting is held in the morning or not, countless things will happen every day. Most of the small things are handled directly by the courtiers, but they still need to be sorted out and reported to the emperor.These are usually written presentations only.Other things need to be decided by the emperor, and even if the decision made by the emperor is unacceptable to the courtiers, they have to be torn apart.

During the short half day that Tu Hao was listening in today, the big guys didn't tear up too much, they just argued a few words, and then quickly came up with a compromise solution.Well, his father has always been a topic stopper, and he is a little admirable as a son.There's nothing wrong with a fierce appearance. He has no advantage with his appearance, and he looks easy to bully.

The morning meeting ended in less than an hour, the ministers withdrew, and Boss Zhang began to review the memorial.

Tu Hao finished sorting out the minutes of the meeting in less than a moment, checked them and submitted them.

Uncle Zhang took it and glanced at it, without saying anything, asked Tu Hao to give the records to the crown prince, and then took a stack from the pile of memorials to Tu Hao: "Clear these up."

"Yes." Tu Hao held the memorial and handed the records to the crown prince. After thinking about how his secretary made them before, he sat on his small table and began to deal with them seriously.

The prince looked down at the record, and frowned slightly when he read the beginning of the first chapter. This is not at all elegant, and it is quite different from the other sages. It is really not the standard that the son of a butcher should have. ;Looking down again, the brows slowly stretched out, and the expression on his face turned into surprise and appreciation.This record is clear, each person's position is clear, the wording is rigorous and objective, without any bias, and the final conclusion is clear at a glance.

His father had an issue about officials' memorials once before, but then nothing happened.In his heart, he also felt that his father was making a fuss out of a molehill.The memorial is written like that, almost from the beginning of the memorial, everyone is very good, what should be changed?After reading such a record now, he has changed a bit.

If all the memorials come in this way, it seems to be processed faster?Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at Tu Hao at the opposite table and the memorial in his hand.

After Tu Hao put down his pen and closed the memorial, he was about to hand it to Boss Zhang. He noticed Xiaokai's eyes in the company and returned a questioning expression. Seeing that the prince waved his hand to indicate that there was nothing wrong, he handed over the memorial.

Uncle Zhang was a little surprised by Tu Hao's speed, but even if it was the first time for a child to go to work, even if he made a little mistake, he could completely accept it.Now that there are no outsiders in the imperial study room, he stopped keeping a straight face and cared about the new employee with a smile on his face: "Little mouse, did you get up early this morning? Are you sleepy now? Are you hungry?" ? After a while, the uncle will send someone to bring some snacks, what do you want to eat?"

The author has something to say: Little mouse?(????w????)?: I want to eat beautiful boys~

Big Sun?(????w????)?: I want to eat little mice~

Huniu/=_=)/~┴┴: I ate two of the cute ones!

Little Mouse (→_→): No, you should eat the little lotus buds.

Big Sun (→_→): Yes, go eat the little lotus buds.

Little lotus bud? (????w????)?: Huniu came to eat.

Huniu (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻: I'm so mad!

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