Poor family mother and son

Chu Qing's fingertips grabbed Huang Zhong's sleeve: "Uncle Huang, what should we do?"

Huang Zhong slapped Chu Qing's petty movements away with a slap, and said bitterly, "Cold salad!"

Spreading the letters one by one on the table, Huang Zhong took a pen to revise sentence by sentence, and kept drawing arrows to mark which sentence should be mentioned before which sentence and which sentence should be placed after which sentence.

After finishing all revisions, Huang Zhong pushed in front of Chu Qing: "Here, copy it again, this is for Qi Zhizhou."

Chu Qing was like a primary school student who was punished by the teacher to copy a composition, she copied it word by word seriously, and had to confirm with Huang Zhong if she couldn't see clearly.

Finally finished writing, Huang Zhong took the original and messy letter in his hand again, circled it with Chu Qing's pen, circled and crossed, and handed it to Chu Qing again: "Hey, this letter To Youzhi County."

Oh, what else can I do?Chu Qing resigned to her fate and continued to copy.

Finally this letter was finished, Huang Zhong picked up the original letter again, Chu Qing was so frightened that he hurriedly called out: "Uncle Huang, there is no place to modify it!"

"Well," Huang Zhong crumpled the letter paper and threw it into the charcoal brazier: "This one is useless."

"Huh!" Chu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and then jumped up again: "Aren't you going to draw on the two copies I just copied?"

Huang Zhong gave her a blank look: "You copy those two copies again, and give them to Song Zhizhou and Xu Zhixian respectively!" Then he turned and left.

"Oh my god!" Chu Qing finally became happy: "Hurry up! Zhuo Yao, copy this! Xiangzi, copy this! Huang Rong, let's go, let's have some supper!"

Huang Rong: "...hehe."

Huang Zhong returned to his room, tapped his thigh and calf, and sighed in his heart: This worry-free girl!The old man climbed the mountain for a day, and his legs were broken. I have to edit the article for you when I come back!
After scolding Chu Qing several times in his heart, Huang Zhong came to the table, grinded, picked up a pen, and wrote a letter: "Old Liu, how are you doing these days? You are not too young, and you can be a secretary of the household department. Don't worry about being tired? Let me tell you..."

What can I do?That girl has already sent a batch of letters, even if it is remedied now, the effect may not be very good.

Old Huang Zhong didn't dare to speak to the emperor, for he was afraid that the emperor would think that the girl was forming a clique and forming a clique for personal gain.

I have no choice but to write a private letter to my old friend, Master Liu, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and talk about the disaster and hidden dangers from the side, hoping that he can take it seriously and mention it to the emperor.

With him making the bottom line first, the emperor will naturally have an attitude, and the local governor will not think too much; even if he thinks too much, having the emperor's attitude as an endorsement will not be detrimental to Qing girl.

Huang Zhong and the Minister of the Household Department actually had a long friendship, but they never dared to disclose it, for fear that some officials would make trouble out of nothing.

Now that I am old, I can catch up with Mr. Liu.

Old Huang Zhong was right to be worried, but the matter was really not that serious.

Chu Qing's first letter to various places mainly suggested promoting poultry farming, saying that he would buy a large number of eggs and meat, and then mentioned that it could prevent and control locust plagues as the benefits of breeding.

If the second letter is sent out as it is without Huang Zhong's revision, then it really won't work. It really means "guiding" people's work and "alarming".

But now that Huang Zhong has modified it, he won't offend anyone, and it's not as serious as Huang Zhong thought.

…………

After all, Chu Qing couldn't have a warm supper.

Because she remembered that she hadn't written a letter to Hu Hengqiu yet.

Looking at the callus on the middle finger, Chu Qing groaned in her heart: How does it feel like I'm back in the days of the college entrance examination, and I can't finish writing every day!

Fortunately, with Huang Zhong's advice just now, this time, I don't need to choose every word carefully, just like writing by dictation, just write the letter well, the content is simple:
[-]. Local farmers’ prediction of the disaster situation;
[-]. Clearly see the measures taken by the local farmers (not to mention that they did it by themselves);

[-]. I hope that the secret investigation department can agree to some ideas that Chu Qing combined with local practices.

In this way, this is a letter asking for instructions and reports, which looks much softer.

There is one more content: giving needles to Gaozhifu of Yibin Prefecture.

Of course, the "green tea style" speech technique summed up from Huang Zhong's "teaching" just now - scene + don't know + praise.

For example, Chu Qing wrote in the letter: "Walking on the street today, I saw an announcement, what was written (the announcement was about the drought situation and food prices, etc.), and it was signed by the Chamber of Commerce of Yibin Prefecture.

I don't know what this chamber of commerce does, but since Kochifu allows the announcement to be posted like this, it can be seen that Kozhifu loves the people like a son and is sympathetic to the people.and so on. "

The next morning, Chu Qing went directly to the board of directors without breakfast, and handed the letter to Deputy Wang Qianhu with his left hand: "Same as yesterday, encrypted and expedited."

Deputy Wang Qianhu was on duty here last night, and the swelling on his face hadn't subsided yet, so it was obvious that he had just woken up.

Deputy Wang Qianhu took it with both hands carefully, checked the envelope carefully and said, "Don't worry!"

Chu Qing raised his right hand: "'Yuye Qiongjiang', sister-in-law, you can take a jar!" This is to thank him for letting himself know yesterday.

Good guy, one green altar and one orange altar are both in ten-jin bags, plus the weight of the jars, Chu Qing just hung them on two fingers with a rope, and raised his arms straight in front of his eyes.

Deputy Wang Qianhu had never seen Chu Qing fight, so he didn't take it seriously when he heard it.

Because men are always like this, when they meet a woman who is a little bit capable, they will always exaggerate in good faith.

For example, if a young lady can write one or two poems, as long as her intention is clear, the antithesis is neat, and basically meets the essentials, she will be called a "talented woman".

After all, female readers are rare, and if they can write poems, they will be highly regarded. Of course, if this woman is more beautiful, she will be "shocked as a heavenly being".

Not to mention the folks, those beautiful women in the emperor's harem only have a general understanding of the "Book of Filial Piety", "The Analects of Confucius", "Poems", and "Rituals".

If a woman is said to be able to shoot an arrow and hit the bull's-eye within ten steps, she will be praised as "Piercing Yang with a hundred steps";

Therefore, to Wang Fuqianhu, no matter how powerful Chu Qing was, he was just exaggerated and promoted.

Especially in a cruel place like the secret investigation department, which is either fighting for IQ, or for force, or for being ruthless, a female official can emerge, either because the backstage is tough, or because things are rare and expensive, just to be a symbol symbol.

In Wang Fuqianhu's view, Chu Qing is the "lucky one" who possesses both factors, and has nothing to do with her own abilities.

Two jugs of wine, plus the jug, weighed more than [-] catties. With two fingers and straight arms, he handed it to his eyes without moving a bit, and Deputy Wang Qianhu was a little shocked.

Then I thought about it, this woman was born as a peasant woman, maybe she just gained some strength from hoeing the ground, so I had the idea of ​​testing.

Deputy Wang Qianhu didn't pick up the jar, but put his hands on the side of the jar, made a surprised expression, and said, "This...is the 'Yuyeqiongye' from Mr. Chu's family?
Oops, I heard that this wine is appreciated by the emperor, it is hard to find! "

Chu Qing didn't see what he was thinking, just thought he was happy, and still passed it like that, and introduced it to others: "Did Mr. Wang drink? Oh, I was careless!
This blue jar is the softest wine, suitable for women to drink, I heard that my wife also likes to taste wine, this jar is for my wife;
The orange jar is a bit stronger. I heard from my brothers that Mr. Wang is a strong drinker. You should try this one! "

When talking, the arms are still straight, without any ups and downs, as if there is no weight at all.

Deputy Wang Qianhu still didn't answer, and continued to hold his hands: "Oh, thank you, Mrs. Chu, for your kindness! I thank you on behalf of your sister-in-law. Come and sit at home tomorrow. Your sister-in-law has always wanted to see you!"

Looking at the wine jar shining brightly with both eyes, she seemed to be overjoyed with her hands propped up. Anyone who saw this posture seemed to be too happy to know what to do, so Chu Qing still didn't see anything wrong.

Deputy Wang Qianhu was speechless now, took the wine jar, took the opportunity to glance at Chu Qing's palms, they were full of calluses!Even the knuckles of the middle finger are full of calluses!
What kind of kung fu is this practice!

Can Chu Qing tell him that the calluses on the knuckles of the middle finger were ground with a pen?

Do not!