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"Hey" Xiaochuan, someone is dissatisfied with me and brings me a gun. "Hey" Xiaochuan, some people say that I don't know how to write eight-part essays. Send me the best eight-part essays in the world. "Hey" Xiao Chuan, someone asked me to become a general and sent me a military training outline. "Hey" Xiaochuan, someone says I'm a scumbag, you send him away, "what" he's right. There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved with a phone call. If so, then make another call.

Zhu Youxiao said: "Old Wei, I heard that someone outside called you Jiu Qiansui. Is it true?" Wei Zhongxian's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, this old slave doesn't dare. These words are all spread by outsiders. These are the literati who framed this old slave!" "Don't worry! I'm just curious, what do you think of the piece I made?" Zhu Youxiao took out an uncarved wooden stick and said to Wei Zhongxian. Wei Zhongxian said with a constipated expression: "Your Majesty, you are a talented person, and this piece of equipment is simply miraculous." Zhu Youxiao smiled and said: "Since you like it so much, I will sell it to you. Since we are so familiar with it, you can just give it two million taels of silver. How about it?" This was already the tenth time. The muscles on Wei Zhongxian's face were trembling. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, okay, I will send the money to the inner treasury in a moment..."