In the autumn of the 19th year of Tianfeng, the Daxia Dynasty ordered the boy Wang Bo to be the governor of Wan County. The bandit Li Sui led 170,000 bandits to attack Wan. Wan County was in danger. The former Minister of War Xiang Tao went to Jingxiang to seek reinforcements.

--"Xia Ji·Emperor Ai·19th Year of Tianfeng"

Just as Wang Bo's name "Six Art Boy" and "Young Prefect" were spreading quietly, in a private house in Xu County, a middle-aged man with a handsome face was enjoying cooking tea. A man hurried in from outside and came to the middle-aged man, first bowed, and then stepped forward and whispered softly in the middle-aged man's ear.

After this man said, the middle-aged man pondered: "'Six Art Boy'? If the old man Xiang Tao guarded the city, I would still be afraid of him, but then I would be the one who said he was right, why should I worry?"

The person who came opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "I know he and Xiang Tao are talking about martial arts, but on the battlefield, it is not possible to win by just a touch of the upper and lower words! As for winning the princess? A brave man is not worth mentioning! There is no hero at that time, so the prince will become famous! The order will be sent! The next five o'clock tomorrow, the whole army will be launched, and the troops will be at the county city in four days!"

When the visitor went out to pass the order, a trace of worry flew up the middle-aged man's eyebrows: "Wang Bo should not be underestimated. If his civil and military skills are so good, I'm afraid Gan Luo will be at the back? But there are many thieves and thieves under his command, and there are many good and bad thieves, so he must not let his spirits go. The battle in Wanjun this time is related to survival, and if the victory is the result, it is up to me to think about it. If it is defeated, I can only commit suicide by committing suicide! It seems that I can only fight with speed and slow, and capture Wanjun before the reinforcements arrive..."

After pressing Li Sui, Wang Bo did not know that his reputation was at its peak. As soon as he reached the position of prefect, he was very busy.

"Sir, it takes 300 civilians and 500 bricks and stones to repair the East City Wall. Please tell me!"

"Okay, put down the application and I'll approve it now."

"Sir, this is the county's fiscal and tax expenditure income this month. Please check it out!"

"Sir, the salary of the city soldiers should be paid..."

Wang Bo was busy for a while and had a headache! Thinking about it, "I can't be tied up by these affairs. The enemy will arrive in an instant, and I still have to arrange defenses! I didn't expect that there were so many things, and the fat prefect still had two tricks, at least in government affairs, he was more at ease than himself. He just took care of these chores, anyway, he should have done it!"

After handing over the matter to the fat county magistrate, Wang Bo was much more relaxed. He was standing on the city wall and looking down. Suddenly, he thought of something, and said to the accompanying guards beside him: "Go and call the chief clerk of the vassal department. I have something to ask him!" The guards did not dare to be negligent and could not continue to hurry.

After a while, the chief clerk trotted over with the sweat on his head. Wang Bo looked at his anxious and panicked look and thought of the performance of the father and son on the day of the crown, and felt a little funny in his heart...

That day, Wang Bozheng looked around with pride and saw the desolate chief clerk and Mr. Chen. He walked forward with a smile: "Two, it seems that some of our financial transactions have not been settled yet?"

The chief clerk was already trembling as if he was sifting, and said bitterly: "Please give me mercy, I will give you a few days to give you gratitude!"

Wang Bo smiled clearly: "Since that's the case, I don't care much about myself. If I tell you something, I will write it off. If you don't do it well, don't blame me for turning my back on you. Come over!"

The chief clerk had to come forward and listen to Wang Bo whisper. Although he still couldn't smile happily, his eyebrows were stretched out and he only made promises. Thinking of the chief clerk's appearance, Wang Bo couldn't help but smile.

But if Wang Bo thinks about another person, he can't laugh:

Yesterday, a group of people waited to send Princess Tianjiao back to Xijiang. When they were about to part, the princess blushed and said to Wang Boyiyi: "You must be careful when you are traveling..." Before he finished speaking, the temperature on his face began to heat up sharply, and then he stopped talking and left. Everyone looked at each other. The princess servant was stunned for a while, turned his head and smiled strangely at Wang Bo, and hurriedly followed him. At this time, Wang Bo was in a state of accident: "Xiami? The beauty confessed to me? Oh my God! This world is too crazy! I am not sixteen years old! Could it be that the princess is a Loli? She likes a tree of pear blossoms to suppress the crabapple?" He hates cold~

(Bunzi: "I heard that this subject will be popular recently!" Wang Bo: "Then you can't use me for experiments, right?" Baozi: "For my votes, you just sacrifice one! Besides, I haven't let you turn into a woman!" Wang Bo: "Stop talking, when I think about it..." uh~ Wang Bo escaped... Baozi: "The psychological quality is really poor! Just think about it, I'll be fine... uh~") The officials around rushed forward: "Congratulations to the young hero, for his bright future!" "The future is bright?" Wang Bo was still dull, and suddenly felt hysterical, "I'm not a soft meal!"...

The chief clerk was secretly looking at Wang Bo at this time: "Why are you laughing, frowning, and gritting your teeth? Sir, are you dissatisfied with me again? Mom!" Thinking of this, the chief clerk's cold sweat broke out. He knew the power of this young adult the best!

"Sir!" The chief clerk knelt in front of Wang Bo with a plop.

Wang Bo then woke up from his anxiety: "How can you give this great gift?" He had already changed his face to smile, and he hurriedly got the chief clerk and said to the chief clerk who was still like a frightened bird: "I'm asking you this time to ask what happened to Bo the entrusted day before yesterday?"

The chief clerk then felt relieved and whispered to Wang Bo. Wang Bo listened monographedly, asking for details from time to time, and Chen Zhubu answered in a low voice. After saying that, Wang Bo patted the chief clerk's shoulder with approval: "No, it's true that he is worthy of being a skilled official!"

After the chief clerk left, Wang Bo looked at the empty fields outside the city and began to ponder again. It was not until a burst of sound that woke him up. A gray pigeon in front of him was cooing at him. Wang Bo took off the cloth wrapped around the pigeon's legs, opened it and looked at it carefully for a moment, and smiled on his face: "Okay, tiger head! Beautiful!" Then he took out another piece of cloth from his arms, pondered for a while, and drew it on the cloth with a charcoal stick. If someone saw it at this time, he would definitely feel that Wang Bo's talented man's name was not worthy of his name, and the painting was in a mess.
Chapter completed!