In the Three Kingdoms period, the opening scene features the killing of Huang Gai, shocking Zhou Yu!

"Now, several years have passed, and I wonder if my parents are still alive."

I wonder if my hometown... is still the same as it used to be.

"Today I see that the willow trees in this garden are sprouting new buds."

"They look just like the weeping willows along the Huai River in my hometown, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion..."

Zhao Yu looked at her.

She had already started making her own plans.

Wu County?

Isn't that Sun Quan's stronghold?

This is a living map!

She must understand Wu dialect!

When I got there, the people spoke a dialect that I couldn't understand, so I had to do nothing.

Understand the local customs and culture.

They might even have some family ties in the local area.

Take her with you.

He's a million times better than that Jiang Gan who can only recite books!

"Alright, stop crying."

Zhao Yu threw the remaining snacks into his mouth.

He patted the crumbs off his hands.

If you're sleepy, I'll give you a pillow.

"homesick?"

"That's easy."

Liu Wan was stunned, a huge question mark appearing on her face:

"What does the head of the family mean?"

"What a coincidence."

"I will be going to Jiangdong in two months, which is... a business trip."

"Bring your pipa and some pretty clothes with you then."

"I'll take you home."

"By the way... you can be my guide."

"If you do a good job and help me fool Sun Shangxiang... cough cough, get the job done."

"I'll help you find your family."

Liu Wan was stunned for a moment.

He immediately knelt down.

"Thank you, Patriarch!"

"This humble servant...is willing to serve my master like a slave!"

"Alright, alright, this isn't the Second Young Master's residence, we don't need to play these games here."

……

"Day after day."

"They're all so troublesome."

"It's only because I'm not human that I work so hard without complaint."

Zhao Yu returned to his bedroom.

I just feel soreness in my lower back and back.

This is hardly retirement life.

Even more tiring than the neighborhood committee aunties.

He sat down at the desk.

There was a wooden box on the table.

The seal of the Prime Minister's residence was affixed to it.

These must be official robes sent by the Prime Minister's residence.

In other words, it's a welcome package for new employees.

Zhao Yu opened the box.

It was just an official robe; nothing special.

There are also three seals.

[Read] It's decent but not particularly impressive.

【准】Concise and to the point.

The third one.

After taking a look, I burst out laughing.

【roll】

That's wonderful; it conveys a sense of impatience.

"have to."

Zhao Yu weighed the seal in his hand.

"The Prime Minister is suffering greatly from this."

"He specifically sent me to cut down the nonsense of those intellectuals."

"Since that's the case, there's no need to say more."

"Yang Dezhu, let's have some fun."

……

The next day.

Early morning, the Prime Minister's residence, the Chief Secretary's room.

There were three chief secretaries in total.

Guo Yuan, Liu Ye, and Zhao Yu don't count.

Zhao Yu had just stepped across the threshold,

Before my foot even touched the ground, I almost tripped and fell flat on my face.

堵。

It's so congested.

One pile on the left, one pile on the right.

A "bamboo scroll Great Wall" was also built in the middle.

The room wasn't very big to begin with.

There wasn't even a place to put your feet down.

Behind the pile of bamboo slips sat Guo Yuan and Liu Ye.

These two are also former chief clerks of the Prime Minister's residence.

He was usually responsible for land reclamation and serving as a staff officer.

They are all pragmatists.

now,

He pretended to examine whether the calligraphy brush in his hand had split open.

From the left and right, they are Yang Xiu, Lu Cui (known for his sharp and sarcastic writing), and Ding Yi (yes, the one-eyed man who almost married Cao Qing).

Behind and on either side of these three "giants" stood seven or eight clerks.

Seeing Zhao Yu enter, Yang Xiu did not get up.

He simply waved with a forced smile and said, "Oh, Chief Secretary Zhao is here?"

Anyone who didn't know better would think that Yang Xiu's official rank was higher than Zhao Yu's.

As for why Yang Xiu hates Zhao Yu?

This feud started early.

When Zhao Yu first came to Xudu,

Cao Zhi was struck by inspiration at that time and wrote "Ode to a Fierce Warrior," a lengthy piece of a thousand words, which he used to win over Zhao Yu.

Yang Xiu showered it with praise, saying that the poem was "so grand it could swallow mountains and rivers."

As a result, Zhao Yu passed by, glanced at it, and said:

"What kind of crap is this? It's long and empty. I'd rather have two pounds of pork."

Cao Zhi's face turned green.

Yang Xiu was so angry that he didn't eat for three days, feeling that this was a desecration of culture.

Today, the chance for revenge has arrived.

Behind Yang Xiu was one of his lackeys, who chimed in.

"The Chief Secretary is truly a busy man; it's already past noon before he arrives for roll call. We dozen or so of us have been waiting for ages."

Yang Xiu pointed to the room full of bamboo slips:

"Chief Clerk Zhao, the Prime Minister has ordered that newly appointed officials must be proficient in all affairs."

"These are the official documents that have piled up in the government office over the past two weeks, totaling eight hundred volumes."

"To help the Chief Secretary with his duties, I specially summoned all the clerks from various departments."

"Everyone is here watching, waiting for the Chief Secretary to review each word, so that they can learn from the Chief Secretary's 'wise insights'."

"Chief Secretary, there's no need to worry, none of this is important."

The seven or eight clerks behind him immediately joined in with snickers.

"Indeed, I've heard that Chief Clerk Zhao is a peerless martial artist; surely his literary talent must be exceptional as well?"

"Only eight hundred volumes, the Chief Secretary can surely read ten lines at a glance."

No wonder Cao Cao was annoyed by him.

Zhao Yu looked around.

Is this bullying me because I'm new? Are they trying to crush me with a combination of overwhelming numbers and moral blackmail?

If I read too slowly, or read it incorrectly,

The spittle from those guys could drown me.

Zhao Yu sighed.

He looked like he was under immense pressure.

"you,"

Zhao Yu pointed to the lackey behind Yang Xiu.

"What are you looking at? It's you."

"Go to my residence and bring over my folding stool, the one with the backrest."

"Go to the imperial kitchen and fetch me some pastries."

"Go and brew a pot of tea."

"???"

"What does this mean, Chief Clerk Zhao?"

Just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm a kitten.

Zhao Yu launched an attack.

"What are you all doing? How can you have eight hundred volumes of official documents piled up like this?"

"The entire population of the North supports you, and this is how you work?"

"If you don't want to work here, then get out!"

Yang Xiu immediately deflated after being scolded by Zhao Yu.

Lu Cui and Ding Yi, who were standing next to him, acted as if they didn't recognize him at all.

Yang Xiu opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

It took him a long time to finally manage to say it.

"This...this is..."

He tried to argue that the slow pace was due to the need to "carefully consider the wording" and "examine historical allusions."

"Shut up."

Zhao Yu wouldn't listen at all.

He pointed at the rude lackey who had spoken so disrespectfully earlier.

"What are you still standing there for?"

"Go move a chair!"

"Do you want me to cross your name off the Prime Minister's register right now?"

The clerk trembled.

He glanced at Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu's face turned ashen.

But he didn’t dare to say anything (after all, Zhao Yu had just made a really big accusation—“If you don’t want to work, then get out”).

If you don't want to do this job, there are plenty of others who will.

All I can say is that your departure proves you weren't a good fit.

The clerk could only slink away in disgrace.

After a while.

They forcefully pushed aside the pile of bamboo slips in the middle, making room for it.

It stood blocking Yang Xiu's way.

Guo Yuan and Liu Ye, the two senior secretaries, exchanged a smile.

This kid's not bad, he's got some skills.

If you don't take the bait, just flip the table.

Zhao Yu plopped down on the stool.

Then he took out the three seals from his pocket.

"Alright."

"Registrar Yang".

"Since you say these official documents are very important and require me to review them 'word by word'."

"My eyesight isn't very good (I'm faking it)."

"You, and the group of talented men behind you."

Read it to me.

This is an insult.

Yang Xiu gritted his teeth.

"What's wrong?"

"Is your voice hoarse? Or can't you read?"

"How about I let Xu Chu in to help you warm up your voice?"

Humph.

A vulgar person.

Why do you call on people so often?

"Endure it, I'll see."

You're such a boor, how many words can you possibly understand?