Zhen discovers a strange thing.

Xie Lingjiang actually began to call Tan Lang "senior brother".

It's quite sudden, don't you remember that you used to call Brother Lianghan before? And Tan Lang shouted to her, "Brother Jiang" and "Little Senior Sister" shouted together, how to come casually.

In the hall of Merlot Xuan, Zhen, who was wearing a green dress and a green curtain on her shoulder, turned her head to look at the two people who were talking and laughing walking past her, with a suspicious face.

When this arrogant lady of the Xie family came to her in the afternoon to ask where Tan Lang was, didn't she call Brother Lianghan with a straight face, why did she change her mind when she came back at night?

Tan Lang shouldn't be a trick to get away with it, deliberately snub other little girls for a few days, and then suddenly give some warmth. Just like she used to train maids...... The woman in the skirt is darkly flaid.

Finally enlightened?

Zhen took advantage of the gap to pull Ouyang Rong out of the door and asked:

"Why are you getting dirty again, what is Tan Lang busy with? Hurry up and take a shower and serve it again, pay attention to the image, I let the half thin go to boil the water......"

Ouyang Rong shook his head, "Don't worry about it first, I'm just going back to Luming Street to get a Yamen official document, and by the way, I'll bring my little junior sister over for a meal, and I'll go to the outskirts of the city to deal with some things in the evening, I may come back late, my aunt will rest early, don't wait." ”

Zhen: "You ......"

"That's right." Ouyang Rong turned his head and stuffed a small jar of pickled radish to her, "Serve it on the table and give it to the little junior sister to taste." ”

"She used to like this?" The woman was distracted, looked down and sniffed, and said with a happy face, "Okay, okay." ”

Ouyang Rong was a little worried, and reminded: "Don't serve it in full bloom, you can leave some for me." ”

"Really, men should be generous."

“……”

For dinner in Merlot Garden, Ouyang Rong called Yan Liulang too, who hurried over halfway, nodded to Ouyang Rong, Xie Lingjiang and Zhen, and sat down directly, grabbing a bowl of dry rice.

is similar to Ouyang Rong when he was first served, looking like a starving ghost who is in the wind.

In the past few days, Ouyang Rong sent him to take the county officials to maintain the law and order of more than a dozen disaster relief camps on the outskirts of the city, running east and west every day to catch thieves and thieves, and tens of thousands of floating people gathered inside and outside the city.

What's more, the territory of Longcheng has been subordinate to Wu Yue since ancient times, and Wu Yue's sons and daughters have been fierce and fierce, and they are heavy on promises and light on death.

This is not to say that the people here are barbaric, on the contrary, Ouyang Rong has governed these days and found that the people are simple and simple, and the people are very honest.

But honest people are the strongest, as long as they are ignited.

"It's not a case of being busy, it's all a messy account of hatred and resentment, I really don't know where they hide so many swords, the disputes left by their fathers more than ten years ago, when they have the opportunity, their sons and grandsons will go back to turn their swords and come out to take revenge."

Yan Liulang wiped his mouth and sighed: "I can't even afford to eat in this flood, and I still think about these grievances." ”

Xie Lingjiang sandwiched a pickled radish and nodded: "Yan Zhao in the north is a generous and tragic person, and Wu Yue in the south is the land of revenge and hatred, not a place to hide dirt and dirt." Throughout history, both of these places are rich in small and large assassin dead soldiers. ”

"It's good to be bloody." Ouyang Rong muttered while grilling rice.

Yan Liulang put down the bowl and asked: "Mingtang, these days of cash-for-work has indeed reduced the number of displaced people and thieves, and the security in the city has improved a lot, but will something happen if we gather so many refugees on the outskirts of the city?" ”

"Do you mean the plague or the rebellion?" Ouyang Rong didn't raise his head.

If it was too direct, Yan Rokuro almost choked.

"Well, Mingtang, the main thing is that I feel a little uneasy, I have never done this before with a county order, and I should be afraid that it will be difficult to manage if there are too many people."

"It's not like you're thinking about it, it's your dad telling you?"

"Yes, he's worried, too."

"Lieutenant Yan has the heart to think about this, it seems that his energy is not bad, why don't he return to the yamen on duty?"

"I don't know, he said that he was going to retire when he was old, so let me take care of the capture class for him this year."

Ouyang Rong nodded, glanced at the direction of the suburbs, and whispered:

"Rokuro rest assured, I will go to the disaster relief camp every day, and nothing will happen with me. And if even I, the county commander, can't take care of the matter, and can't make up for some gaps, then even if they are all scattered, what should happen will still be done. ”

Xie Lingjiang also bowed, "That's right." And our Great Zhou Dynasty is not the situation of the end of the Qin Dynasty and the end of Sui, gathering people to repair the Yellow River flood will be angry and resentful. ”

Ouyang Rong said again: "Besides, everyone just wants to eat well, what can be wrong with this, this is what the Great Zhou Imperial Court and our place should do, and it is not difficult." Now there is no strong enemy outside the border and no war, Luoyang Chang'an and all the countries come to the dynasty to sing and dance and promote peace, don't all the princes of the Zhou court say that this is a peaceful and prosperous era, there is so much surplus grain in Yicang in various places, let's work together, the flood will be cured. ”

He felt full of energy again, so he buried the bowl and took two mouthfuls of rice. Zhen on the side quietly served him vegetables.

"That's what Senior Brother said." Xie Lingjiang's eyes burned and he nodded seriously.

She still had in her mind the industrious and energetic scene she had seen in the afternoon.

Yan Liulang couldn't help but glance at this Xie family girl who was usually not very active when several people chatted.

didn't think much about it, he smiled and advised: "That's okay, I'm going to lead the team to be busy with public security matters next, and I can't follow Mingtang all the time, so I'll have to worry about Miss Xie taking care of it." ”

"Okay."

Everyone was in a good mood for dinner, and after the last bite of food, Ouyang Rong took Xie Lingjiang and Yan Liulang out without stopping.

Tonight, he has to go to the newly renovated frost camp to inspect it, and he also has to deal with the medical care of some refugees, and the county has not recruited enough manpower in Langzhong, so he is considering whether to go to the Lower Donglin Temple...... Ouyang Rong only now realized that the Donglin Temple of this "Green Lantern Ancient Buddha" is really fucking rich.

Before leaving Merlot Garden, Zhen also asked Ban Xi to grab a handful of candied fruit and stuff it into Ouyang Rong's pocket, so that he could fill his stomach at night, but Yan Liulang on the side knew that his own Mingtang was silently put away, and every time he returned to the gate of the camp, he would give it to the homeless children.

The three of them walked out of Merlot Garden, first went to Longcheng County Ya, Ouyang Rong approved some documents in the temporary office, sealed them with official seals and handed them over to the scribe, and gathered with Xie Yan and the two who were waiting outside the door, ready to leave.

But at this moment, Diao Xiancheng, who looked flustered, took two men dressed as post officials and hurriedly broke into the gate of the county government, waving a few thin pieces of letter paper in his hand.

Before they arrived in front of them, Ouyang Rong and the others heard:

"Mingtang Mingtang, it's not good, it's not good! News came from Jiangzhou that the Jimin Warehouse, which was preparing for disaster relief, opened its warehouse three days ago by holy order, but the hundreds of thousands of stone rice stored in it were missing, and less than a quarter of the entire Jimin Warehouse was full! ”

Inside and outside the county office, there was a sudden silence.

Whether it was the official passing by after work, or the scribe who was about to write in the public house, they all stopped as if they had pressed the pause button, and their expressions were shocked.

And in the open space outside the main hall of the public hall, the three young people who were closest to Diao Xiancheng who reported the news, and the two who were standing on the left and right were so shocked that they couldn't help but turn their heads and look at the young county magistrate in the middle.

"You...... Say it again. ”

The calm tone of the man who happened to be standing in the shadow of a tree made Diao Xiancheng subconsciously take a step back, but when it came to the end, he could only repeat it again, and then hurriedly said:

"Now the whole city of Jiangzhou is in chaos, the social secretary of Jimincang hangs himself in fear of crime, a large number of officials under the Jiangzhou assassin have been suspended, and the Jiangnan supervision envoy who was sent to supervise the disaster relief has also been stationed in Jiangzhou City, and 130 people have been investigated and imprisoned......"

"Don't say that again." The young county commander suddenly spoke: "You just need to tell me how much grain is left in Jimincang?" How much of the promised relief food can be allocated within three months? ”

"There are only more than 70,000 stones left in Jimincang, but if you want to share it with Jiangzhou City and several surrounding disaster-stricken counties, only ...... Three thousand stones. ”

"Three thousand...... Stone. The young county magistrate bowed his head and muttered to himself.

"In addition......" Diao Xiancheng hesitated, "Now that the disaster situation is urgent, there is such a big case in Jiangzhou, and all localities are too busy to take care of themselves, and the county orders are responsible for local disaster relief and flood control ......"

"How can I get money without food?" It was Xie Lingjiang's cold voice.

If the money and grain are not enough, they will gather more local landlords and wealthy households to donate surplus grain, or collect food from temples and Taoist temples...... It's all right, mostly for the state and county to share worries and tide over the difficulties together. When the disaster passes, you can give them some welfare policies, tax exemptions, etc., which can be decided by the county magistrate, and even find the squire and landlord to borrow some grain for now, and when the disaster relief grain arrives, it can be ......repaid naturally."

"Just leave us to fend for ourselves." Xie Lingjiang nodded and said. Someone is silent.

Diao Xiancheng said helplessly: "That's what the above explained, this is an official document to Mingtang...... And the above also explained one of the most important things, that is, during disaster relief, it is necessary to stabilize the order at the bottom, especially ...... Displaced people, this must not allow things to go wrong, this is the bottom line of the imperial court, and it is also the most important item of post-disaster supervision and assessment. ”

After Diao Xiancheng finished speaking, the audience was silent.

No one spoke, and no one dared to speak first, for one was silent.

Xie Ling Jiang turned his head silently.

In the open space of the county government compound, the vegetation behind everyone just covered the candlelight cast from the hall of the public hall, and most of the young county commander's body melted into a shadow, Xie Lingjiang couldn't see his expression clearly at this time for a while, and could only see a pair of eyes staring at the ground.

"Mingtang, do you want to take another look." Diao County took out an official document and handed it over.

Seeing that the man beside him hadn't moved for a long time, Xie Lingjiang was about to reach out to pick it up, but in the next second, it had been suddenly snatched by a cold palm, and the speed was too fast and touched the back of her hand, so she knew that his palm was cold and a little painful.

Ouyang Rong held the official document between his fingers, flicked it, and said with a curious expression: "You mean, in three months, I and 12,981 disaster victims, only this official document, and less than 12,000 stone of grain?" ”

Diao Xiancheng didn't know how to answer, and he said, "Yes...... Should be. ”

Ouyang Rong suddenly wanted to ask, if the imperial court didn't provide disaster relief in the disaster year, why did you want this imperial court? Are the ornaments offered by the people? Like the stupas in those temples? But donating a tower in the temple at least has a few mouthfuls of fasting in the morning, noon and evening.

But when the words came to his lips, in the end it only turned into a praise:

"Jimincang, it's a good name."

Ouyang Rong pinched the official document in his hand and left the county office with a chuckle, leaving everyone in place to look at each other.