Cao Cao traveled all the way back to Wang Hou, as if to make him pretend to be like this. In addition to using a big move to shock the ministers, Guo Jia was asked about his strategy throughout the military meeting, and he was wandering around and fought for a soy sauce.

The meeting was held until one or two o'clock in the afternoon, and the whole guy was so hungry that Mr. Cao ended his enjoyment of the company's future with unfulfilled satisfaction and announced the end of the meeting.

With his head down and walking out as he walked out, Wang Hou was still in a dark mind while walking. He was thinking about asking Zhao Yun to take a few brothers and men to squat at Sima Yi's house. When he got off work, he put a big sack on his head and threw it into the river. Or asked Wang Congge to throw rat medicine into his rice. Suddenly, Mr. Cao's leisurely voice suddenly came from behind.

"Tuqiu, stay and accompany me to the garden for a walk!"

He was really shocked and turned around sadly. Wang Hou quickly clasped his fists with sweat on his forehead.

"Son-in-law obeys the order!"

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After all, he was the prime minister of the Han Empire. The twenty big pits that were dug out by Wang Hou last year have now been filled with them again. Cao Cao planted another row of cotton seedlings at the corner of the wall. Seeing Cao Hongjie leading Lu Ji to wander around not far from the garden, the old guy glared at Wang Hou again like a thief, and then said quietly.

"You guys, okay! Four and three hundred thousand stones! Dongjun will let you scatter it!"

"Xiangfu, this is also a coincidence. There are no gentry in the East County!"

Cao Cao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he lowered his head in contemplation.

Wang Hou is not a god, nor does he have the ability of Yuan Longping and Yuan Dada. He also has to abide by the law of conservation of energy and cannot produce food out of thin air! Four million and three hundred thousand stones are completely the normal grain output at the end of the Han Dynasty. The only difference is that Dongjun was defeated in the cruel tug-of-war back and forth, while other counties have large and small family forces.

A while ago, Wang Hou carried out tax reform, but one county received less than one-twentieth of the grain output. The land in a county was in the hands of the aristocratic people. The country could not receive taxes, and the civilians were also poor and destitute. It was strange that they could see food.

At this time, the interests of Dongjun were forcibly cut by Wang Hou. More than 40% of the income was fixed to the state and one fifth of the income was given to the civilians. The income of more than a dozen gentry families in partnership seemed to be quite large, but in fact, only more than 40% of the income of Dongjun were included. Of course, there were more of them.

The number reported by Wang Hou today obviously touched Mr. Cao. Wang Hou's casual words made him ponder for a long time, but when he raised his head again, Cao Cao said another thing to make Wang Hou vomit blood.

"Tuqiu, I plan to transfer you from Dongjun!"

It was almost confused. I finally managed to capture the economy of Dongjun when I was tired and took back the trees when I picked peaches. More importantly, people were involved in political elimination and changed people to control Dongjun. I still don’t know what harmed Wang Hou’s efforts, and what harmed Wang Hou’s loyalty.

It was really called "June is like a tiger". Before Wang Hou looked bitter, he asked why, but Mr. Cao suddenly got angry again and slapped Wang Hou's head hard. He was so confused that he almost didn't come to grab a dog. With an old face, Cao Cao was angry and angry again.

"You kid is also playing tricks with me! Hurry up a hearse from Dongjun, why? You have to lie back while standing, do you really think I am stupid and confused? Have you ever thought about how you can establish your dignity in front of the ministers? Wang Tuqiu, Wang Tuqiu, are you really confused or fake?"

"Hearing?"

Covering the back of his head, Wang Hou was completely confused and stunned for a long time. Only then did he remember Cao Hongjie's disgusting look, and he clasped his fists sadly, and Wang Hou bowed helplessly.

"If Xiangfu does not dislike the simple carriage of the minister and son-in-law, how about asking Xiangfu to take a walk to Xuchang?"

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The gold medal bodyguard leader Xu Chu was wearing heavy armor all over his body, and he rode a horse in front of the humanoid Gundam, kicking Wang Hou's bodyguards aside. At the door of the mansion, he saw Wang Hou like a sedan chair, with a "heard" growing on the front and rear of the car. Cao Cao couldn't help but pull the beard on the corner of his mouth slightly, while Wang Hou showed off his high-end, elegant and elegant door opening door.

"Xiangfu, please!"

It is rare that Cao Cao also felt like a country bumpkin entering the city. He stepped on the carriage and sat on the soft leather sofa. He couldn't help but look up and down, left and right. There was no way, Wang Hou's carriage was completely different from the carriage of his contemporaries. That's just one word, luxury!

Not to mention the leather sofa, there was a mahogany car table made of Jing Chuhong painted in the middle. There were wooden drawers on both sides. The windows were not equipped with glass, but there were wooden blinds and gauze curtains. I got into the car proudly. Wang Hou even took out a large teapot from the drawer and placed it on the special charcoal stove on the table and heated it up. He and Cao Cao each had two red pottery tea bowls.

"Old Zang, set off! Take a walk around the city!"

"I will obey the order!"

Holding the steering wheel, Zang Hong waved the reins with a quick look, and the two pulling horses that were pulling the cart immediately started jogging.

Mr. Cao is really an expert. He didn't go far and held the teacup. He shook his head laughed and cried.

"You are really Wang Tuqiu. No wonder you, after passing the imperial edict to be named marquis, you immediately sent someone to ask for a four-wheeler. I thought you were not motivated, and at a young age, you had already considered your affairs after getting up. It turns out that you are not motivated!"

I really felt sorry for the ancients for a minute. Cao Cao was so high-level, and he had never enjoyed the luxury of Rolls-Royce. The carriage he was riding on was also very bumpy. Even if he passed the bluestone road in Xuchang City, the hard wooden wheels pressed over, he was shaking like a tumbler. He had to keep his demeanor and sit in a dangerous scarf, and was exhausted.

Well, Wang Hou has never enjoyed the luxury of Rolls-Royce, but he has seen it online. The springs cast from manganese ore perfectly absorb the vibration. Compared with the carriages of his carriages of the same era, the biggest advantage of his carriage is that it is as stable as an old dog!

But he was accompanying the king and the tiger. He leaned comfortably on the big sofa and savored tea in the next second. Cao Cao suddenly poked his head out of the window in anger.

"Xu Chu, after returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, whip the messenger Xu Mao ten times, and punished the crime of misleading the prime minister!"

"I will obey the order!"

Listening to Xu Chu's agreement, Wang Houqing couldn't help but feel distressed for the little official who often guided him in the prime minister's mansion, but he did not persuade him, because the little official's hearing caused a serious political problem.

He, Wang Hou, returned from Dongjun by hearse. Doesn’t this mean that the relationship between him and Cao Cao is so tense that he is at a loss at any time? Fortunately, Cao Cao deliberately made such political concessions in the court to praise him, with the purpose of indicating to the ministers that the relationship between the original minister and Wang Tuqiu is good! Don’t make trouble! But in this way, the loss of Cao Cao’s majesty is also the majesty of the prime minister. There is no small matter in politics! No wonder Cao Cao was angry.

However, the misunderstanding was solved! Wang Hou was not a clear political purpose at all. The four-wheeled hearse used for the Marquis’ funeral was purely a luxury car that this guy enjoyed personally. Cao Cao finally felt much more comfortable. This was a lighter treatment. Xu Mao was able to get the scoundrel of the Prime Minister.

While Mr. Cao was snuggling on the leather sofa and feeling comfortable, Wang Hou asked sadly again with a sad face.

"Xiangfu, why did you transfer your son-in-law from Dongjun?"

You can't kill the donkey!
Chapter completed!