"You're kidding me!"

Or perhaps...

Zhao Yu's gaze shifted downwards, sweeping over Yang Xiu's waist.

"You're impotent, so you're weak?"

"you!!!"

Yang Xiu stopped clutching his chest.

These two words are the last thing a man should hear.

Straighten up and point at Zhao Yu:

"You're making false accusations! I...I..."

"See, is it done?"

Zhao Yu spread his hands.

He said to those around him:

"Look, my miraculous medical skills cured Registrar Yang with just a few words."

The surrounding clerks wanted to laugh but dared not, their faces turning red from holding it in.

Even for someone like Guo Yuan or Liu Ye, who had seen much of the world,

He couldn't help but twitch his lips, desperately trying to suppress his laughter.

"Trying to fake illness to avoid work?"

"Yang Xiu, your acting is really terrible."

"She's not even as good as the second young lady in the manor."

"When the second young lady doesn't want to embroider, she pretends to have a stomachache and even squeezes out a couple of tears."

"And you?"

"Just howling, no tears."

"It's absolutely hilarious."

Being told I'm impotent is one thing, but...

Now they're being compared to the second young lady in terms of acting skills?

He's usually the one who finds fault with others.

This is utterly humiliating to the Yang family of Hongnong!

"Zhao Yu! I won't waste my breath arguing with you!"

"Anyway, I'm not feeling well today and can't work! You have to approve this leave whether you want to or not!"

After saying that, he turned to leave.

"stop."

Zhao Yu's voice came from behind him.

"Registrar Yang, you've probably forgotten what I do for a living."

"I am the Chief Secretary, in charge of the Prime Minister's Office's punishments and rewards."

"Let's add one more rule today."

"Those who are absent from work without cause shall be punished with twenty strokes of the cane; those who deceive their superiors shall be punished with thirty strokes of the cane."

Zhao Yu pointed to the Tiger Guards outside.

"If you're really sick, I'll have Xu Chu carry you back right now."

"But what if I find out you're faking it..."

"You stick, I don't know whether you're a talented person or not."

"With your delicate skin, how many blows can you take?"

Yang Xiu glanced at the guards outside.

He glanced at Zhao Yu again.

He was the chief secretary, and I was his subordinate.

Zhao Yu, that scoundrel, is absolutely capable of doing such a thing.

"What...what do you want?"

Yang Xiu chickened out.

"I don't want anything."

Zhao Yu sat back down on the stool, picked up a pastry,

He said leisurely:

"Now that you're better, let's get back to work."

The saying goes, "Labor cures all diseases."

"You feel so frustrated because you're bored."

Zhao Yu pointed to everyone present.

"I'm not leaving today."

"I'll keep watch from here."

"Registrar Yang, you are the head of the registrar groups, you must set an example."

"Follow the 'six requirements' I just mentioned."

"If these eight hundred volumes of official documents aren't revised by today..."

Zhao Yu's tone changed.

"Nobody's getting any food!"

"Nobody's going home!"

"Everyone, get back to work overtime here!"

"Ding Yi!"

Zhao Yu called out the roll.

Ding Yi, who was watching the show from a corner, was startled.

Step forward immediately:

"Your...your humble servant is here."

"If your eyesight isn't good, then don't write."

"You're in charge of keeping an eye on them."

"If any of them dares to slack off, or dares to include their own agenda in the article..."

"Just shout it out loud."

"Just say it, and you'll have to approve one less official document from now on."

This is making him a supervisor!

This job... is exciting!

"Yes, Chief Secretary!"

Ding Yi immediately stood behind Yang Xiu.

She stared intently at him.

Yang Xiu was in despair.

Ahead lies the vicious dog Zhao Yu, and behind him lies the traitor Ding Yi.

There's also a room full of official documents that I can't finish writing.

"Write……"

Yang Xiu picked up his pen,

"I wrote……"

……

The Prime Minister's residence, study.

Cao Cao was lying paralyzed on his bed.

He was holding a bamboo slip in his hand.

His brows were furrowed, and his expression was pained.

This isn't an act; it's a real headache.

The bamboo scroll in my hand is a document titled "Concept for the Construction of the Western Liang Region," sent by the Ministry of Rites.

A lengthy piece of writing, five thousand words long.

After reading for a long time, Cao Cao only understood that the first two sentences were praising the good weather.

The rest is full of quotations and allusions.

As for what exactly we're going to do?

How much should we prepare?

Not a single word was mentioned.

Looking at the table, there were still four or five volumes that I hadn't read.

"Snapped!"

Cao Cao slammed the bamboo slips to the ground.

"They're all useless!"

"My headaches were caused by these pedantic scholars!"

Xu Chu pushed open the door and came in.

His face wore an extremely strange expression.

It looked like she was laughing, but it also felt like she was trying hard to hold it in.

"Prime Minister."

Cao Cao rubbed his temples and asked irritably:

"How's it going with the Chief Secretary's office?"

"Did they start fighting?"

"Was Zhao Yu made to cry by Yang Xiu and his gang quoting classical texts?"

"If all else fails, go and help carry Zhao Yu out, so he doesn't get beaten to death by someone else."

Cao Cao had anticipated this.

Who is Yang Xiu?

The most outstanding members of the Hongnong Yang clan,

He's so eloquent he can talk a dead person back to life.

Although Zhao Yu is a rogue, he'll probably still suffer in academic classes.

Xu Chu shook his head.

"Prime Minister, you've guessed wrong."

"No fight broke out."

"She didn't cry either."

"but……"

"Registrar Yang is probably going to cry."

Cao Cao was taken aback.

"Yang Xiu was brought to tears by Zhao Yu's words."

"How could a rough, uncouth man like him possibly outmaneuver someone else?"

Xu Chu began to explain in detail.

"Zhao Changshi did two things."

"First, he stamped Yang Zhubu's article."

"Secondly, he established a rule."

"It's really stamped! I knew that stamp wasn't carved in vain."

"I've put up with these pedantic scholars for a long time."

"But I can't scold them! I am the Prime Minister; I must treat scholars with respect and uphold the dignity of the court!"

"If I were to criticize them, these people could write ten thousand articles to attack me!"

Seeing Cao Cao's joy, Xu Chu also shared in the happiness:

"Prime Minister, that's not all."

"Zhao Changshi also said that all official documents from now on must be written according to his rules."

"What's your name...? Six requirements."

"Oh? Which six points?"

Xu Chu stretched out his finger, mimicking Zhao Yu's tone.

"Zhao Changshi said so."

"Stop with the fluff."

"Just write it clearly: Who? Where? What? Why? When? How?"

"If it's more than 100 words, go back and rewrite it."

Inside the study, Cao Cao's smile slowly faded.

It turned into deep thought. Then came shock.

Then it turned into ecstasy.

"Who? Where? What are they doing? Why? When? How?"

Cao Cao pondered these words repeatedly.

The more I think about it, the more exquisite it seems.

"Brilliant!"

"The greatest truths are the simplest."

"This is what official documents should look like."

He picked up the Xiliang construction plan that was giving him a headache from the ground.

"Look at this garbage! Five thousand words!"

"If we follow Zhao Yu's suggestion, even if it's a bit complicated, it can be finished in two hundred words."

"That's all!"

"You insist on writing five thousand words for me!"

He has suffered from the "exaggerated writing style" for far too long.

The literary style at the end of the Han Dynasty emphasized elaborate descriptions and parallelism.

The only downside was efficiency.

Cao Cao had wanted to change things for a long time, but he... couldn't do anything about it.

did not expect,

Zhao Yu, this reckless and impulsive fool,

He was holding three large seals.

We must expose this flaw in the most ruthless way!

"Talented individuals."

Cao Cao sat back down on the couch.

"I originally thought that appointing him as Chief Secretary was just to annoy Yang Xiu."

"I never expected this kid to give me such a big surprise."

Xu Chu asked innocently:

"Prime Minister, Clerk Yang seems quite angry. He says he has a chest pain and wants to file a complaint."

"To tattle?"

"Pooh!"

"Let him sue."

"When the case comes to me, I'll ask him what his six demands are."

"If he can't write it clearly, I'll just give him the word 'get lost'."

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