Auditing is not a simple task.

What's more, in the current era of backward arithmetic, the bookkeepers can only use the abacus to assist in arithmetic.

Although Ouyang Rong knows a little bit of high mathematics, he is not against the sky, and he is not as powerful as the account clerks who make a living by settling accounts, and he can casually pick up the account book and see through the loopholes at a glance, and then take the brothers to Gaga's house.

He only has a basic education, and he is a student who eats.

But fortunately, Ouyang Rong has cultivated a team that is more familiar and handy.

At that time, most of the people in the county government thought that he was whimsical and busy, and not many people were willing to go with him to the outskirts of the city to serve the victims who had no oil and water, and it was thankless - the county order may ask for fame, but they don't ask for fame.

However, Ouyang Rong is also a county order, and the local government is at the level of the official to crush people, Diao County Cheng had to 'obediently' find someone for him, and arranged a group of idle scribes from the official office to toss with him.

When Ouyang Rong saw these scribes at first glance, he knew that they were some guys who were not very popular in the county government - either they looked young or seventy or eighty.

But later, on the outskirts of the city, Ouyang Rong took them to count the food of the refugees' household registration every day and set up a disaster relief camp all the way.

Also, the stunned green scribe may be inexperienced, but he is malleable and energetic, and Ouyang Rong is also an old painting monster, and he is full of chicken blood;

And the old scribes who are still excluded in their seventies and eighties, most of them lack ability, and on the contrary, their professional ability is quite strong and experienced, and the reason why they are marginalized by superiors and colleagues is because they are not flattering to superiors and have a stubborn and eccentric temperament.

laughed to death, I don't know if Diao Xiancheng was intentional or unintentional, these two types of people sent to deal with Ouyang Rong are quite complementary, and they are both the most capable of the county government......

Lao Cui Tou is such an old scribe, Ouyang Rong met him when he was preparing to build a disaster relief camp and gather the scribes for a meeting.

At that time, Ouyang Rong's new official took office, and he enthusiastically put forward some grain distribution plans that seem too idealistic after hard work, and the other scribes present all nodded in agreement, only this old Cui Tou, who was thin and had a pointed chin, did not care about the face of the new county order, and lightly pointed out that this way of distributing grain would cause a bottomless pit in finance, and the more than 10,000 stone rice in the rice warehouse in Longcheng would not be enough to fill at all.

Ouyang Rong was not too annoyed, he directly asked for advice on the spot, and was persuaded by reason, and then he directly asked this old Cui Tou to take six newcomer scribes to manage the silver and grain finances of the twenty-four disaster relief camps on the outskirts of the city.

Ouyang Rong later learned that the very meticulous financial account books of the Longcheng County Yana every year were made by this old Liu Tou, who was obviously not the head of the county Yahu Cao, but was specially responsible for "nailing the account books".

At the moment, opening the east treasury to settle accounts, Ouyang Rong politely rejected the people of Hu Cao and Cangcao under Diao County Cheng, and sent to replace them were the group of disaster relief camp scribes led by Lao Cui Tou......

The sun was setting in the west, and the county town of Longcheng, which had just recovered some vitality from the water, was shrouded in darkness, as if it had fallen asleep with the setting sun.

Looking down from the sky, there are only sporadic lights in the courtyards of rich families; Because poor families don't turn on lamps immediately in the evening, taking advantage of the hazy sky in the distance, quickly picking up food in front of the door and going to bed can save a lot of lamp oil.

In the past, the Luming Street County Government Compound, which should have turned off the lights and dispersed, was brightly lit at the moment, especially in the East Treasury, where no one sent warmth except rats in the past, there were heavy guards outside the door, and the clerks who were busy at the desk were inside the door.

Ouyang Rong sent away Diao Xiancheng, who was not good at speaking and was always tempting. He and Yan Liulang, who was carrying a lunch box in his hand, returned to the East Treasury together.

The East Treasury is a warehouse-like house, with thick walls on all sides, and as long as you handle the position of the gate, it is true that even flies cannot fly in.

Sent a box of dinner to Captain Qin, the soldiers pushed open the heavy door, Ouyang Rong glanced at the door at the door and looked at the people who were concentrating on the accounts at several tables, silently entered the room, turned around lightly, and stopped behind Lao Cuitou to look.

This old scribe who is not popular in the county government is actually not that old, but everyone calls him Lao Cuitou.

He wore a small melon-skin hat, his gray hair was meticulously combed, his eyes seemed to be bad, and his thin face tried to get close to the pages of the account book, as if he wanted to insert his pointed head into the book.

However, this old gentleman has a small hand, and his writing is indeed dignified and smart, and it is very tasteful.

Ouyang Rong sighed slightly, seeing that the time was almost the same, he put the lunch box on the table in front of the old Cui first-class scribe with his own hands, and said with a smile:

"Eat first, then count, I'm going to bother you tonight."

Everyone else agreed to stop writing, but Lao Cui didn't raise his head until he finished writing the work in his hand before Shi Shiran put down his pen and got up to eat.

Ouyang Rong and everyone huddled together to eat with vegetables, and said curiously:

"Sir, are you a local?"

Old Cui Tou shook his head, "I came here to escape the disaster in a famine year." ”

"Didn't think about going back to your hometown?"

"There's nothing to worry about, there's nothing to go back to."

"I heard from Rokuro that you adopted a pair of orphans in the disaster relief camp."

Lao Cui's chopsticks stopped, "Send it to another family to raise, the conditions are better than the old man's here." ”

Ouyang Rong nodded and didn't ask any more.

Just after eating with the accounting clerks, he asked while collecting the lunch box: "The Liu family's account, how long will it take to finish it at the earliest." ”

Several other young scribes all looked at Old Cuitou.

The latter said calmly: "I don't sleep tonight, and I will finish checking tomorrow morning." ”

"Okay, then you'll have to work tonight."

Ouyang Rong nodded, and immediately stopped disturbing everyone, helped pack the lunch box, and left the Dongfu Treasury with Yan Liulang.

He went back to Merlot Garden, explained to his aunt, and then under the latter's worried gaze, he took a futon and returned to the county office.

Yan Liulang saw it and asked in a daze: "Mingtang, what are you doing here?" ”

In the lobby, the young county magistrate spread out the futon on a long table and laid it out carefully, "Make the bed." ”

"Well, I'll accompany Mingtang."

"No, you take someone to Merlot Park and protect your aunt."

"You ...... that Mingtang"

"Little Senior Sister and General Qin are here, it's okay, besides, I am an official of the imperial court, if anyone really dares to take risks...... That's right, you don't have to count the account, just knock on the door to send warmth. ”

"Okay, Mingtang pay attention to safety."

"Go ahead."

……

Luming Street, a simple mansion with no stone lions.

Xie Lingjiang, dressed in sassy men's clothes, naturally pushed the door in, and drove through the winding corridors and various elegant gardens, but when he passed by the quiet pavilion of a certain garden, he happened to catch a glimpse of a familiar shadow.

"What is Sister Su looking at?"

Su Bao'er painted wet red plum blossom makeup between her eyebrows, leaning under the porch, blowing the evening breeze, opening the book and reading, and the bun-faced maid next to her held a lantern to illuminate her.

"Tao Yuanming's poems." He didn't lift his head.

"Tao Yuanming?"

"Hmm."

"Hmm, I remember that this person seems to be a famous man in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, by the way, did he make a county order in this county hundreds of years ago, how many days have he been......"

"Eighty-one days, and then resigned." Be at home in.

"Yes, I seem to have heard the senior brother mention it."

Su Bao'er, who was originally just perfunctory, suddenly covered the volume and asked: "My sister was born in the Jiangzuo scholarly family, Longcheng County is also Jiangzuo, can the Xie family of Chen County have collected the poems scattered by this person in the past hundred years?" ”

"Tao Yuanming's poems?"

The stunning girl who reads at night under the corridor and has a cold and arrogant temperament suddenly straightened her slender waist, leaned forward slightly, stared at her and said:

"Yes, let's say one is called ...... Returning to the little fu? ”

Xie Lingjiang thought about it carefully and shook his head:

"I liked poetry when I was a child, and some solitary poetry collections in the catkins pavilion at home were often flipped through, but I should not have seen this return in my memory. Why did Sister Su suddenly become interested in this? ”

Su Bao'er was dimmed by the bright eyes reflected in the lights.

She didn't answer, but asked casually: "Sister Xie is very happy to look at, but what is the happy event?" ”

Who would have thought that it happened to poke the itch point of Xie Lingjiang's chat.

This lady of the Xie family didn't care about Su Bao'er changing the topic, and smiled lightly and told her what the senior brother had done today, and finally didn't forget to add:

"Raise your spirits tonight, and go home tomorrow."

When Su Bao'er heard the layout of the young county order in front of her, she couldn't help but look at the direction of the county government, as if she was quite surprised, and silently reflected on some of her previous evaluations.

However, after hearing Xie Lingjiang's last enthusiastic words, she raised her eyes to look at this Sister Xie and shook her head gently.

Su Bao'er lowered her eyes again and opened the book to read.

Xie Ling Jiang raised his eyebrows slightly, "What does Sister Su mean by shaking her head?" ”

"It's not interesting, it's just ......" Su Bao'er said softly: "Sister Xie is better to be careful recently, and besides, go out less." ”

"Why?"

The plum blossom girl under the corridor tried her best to be euphemistic: "Strong dragons generally can't suppress the ground snakes." Does my sister know why? ”

"Say."

"Because of arrogance."

Xie Lingjiang's tone was cold: "Sister Su is embarrassed to say that others are arrogant. ”

"It's different."

"It's the same."

"There is a difference between arrogance. For example, I will be proud of the Liu family, but I will not be slow. ”

"Messy."

"Anyway, Sister Xie doesn't go out much, so you can accompany my mother more these days......"

Before Su Bao'er finished speaking, she found that the Xie noble woman in front of her was gone, and looked up and followed Caishou's curious gaze:

I saw Xie Lingjiang, who seemed to be coming back to rest, decisively returned the same way and went out again......

Su Bao'er turned around and said casually: "Sister Xie is more stubborn than Brother Xie." ”

"......" ribbons.

Actually, miss, you're the same.