If you want to ask, during the period when food prices soared before the Dragon Boat Festival, what was the Longcheng County Order busy with?

Yan Liulang can immediately answer:

The Ming Mansion is touring the mountains and rivers, and playing the autumn breeze everywhere.

But the former one, in Mingfu's own words, he was worried about business, and the tour was just incidental, yes, appearance, just appearance.

But how does Yan Liulang look at it now, how does he feel as if it is the right thing to play in the mountains and rivers......

It is estimated that only the Liu Ashan brothers, who were followed by Mu Ne, were convinced of the words of the Ming Mansion.

Anyway, in the past few days, Ouyang Rong took Yan Liulang and Liu Ahan to visit the upper and lower reaches of Butterfly Creek.

From the ruins of the Digong Gate that connects Yunmeng Guze upstream, to the estuary of Butterfly Creek and the Yangtze River downstream, as well as more than a dozen "Zeguo" along the way that have not yet completely receded, Ouyang Rong personally measured it with his feet.

Today, the three of them went to Donglin Temple on Dagu Mountain again and found the master who presided over the good guide, but this time it was not the master of the good guide who enlightened everyone, but the amiable parent official Ouyang County ordered the master of the good guide:

Therefore, the two sides had a frank, in-depth, long-term and constructive communication on the disaster issue, and believed that the dialogue was timely and beneficial, and deepened the mutual understanding between the county government and Donglin Temple......

Well, in the end, with a wave of his hand, Master Shandao decided to renovate another piece of the old temple and accept a group of homeless victims to cultivate the temple fields for the tenants...... If you suffer the Buddha again, he will deduct the merits.

I don't know what the county master and the master talked about, the haired little novice has never seen such a heroic and generous master, maybe this is the situation between the government and the people.

The haired little novice sighed, not noticing that after the county order left, his master touched his head and sighed, and he didn't go to show the female benefactor and female bodhisattvas palmistry in the afternoon.

"Mingfu, there are still a lot of things to do in the county government, don't you think we should go back?"

Halfway up the mountainside, Ouyang Rong stopped again, and took Yan Liulang and Liu Ashan together to look at the scenery from a pavilion with excellent scenery and a plaque on the mountainside, Yan Liulang couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"You see, in our county seat, this Butterfly Creek is indeed like a butterfly's wings, and the name is not wrong."

Ouyang Rong suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the stretching green tile buildings under the mountain, they are scattered on both sides of the Butterfly Creek, the Butterfly Creek meanders, the sails on the river are like clouds, and then look into the distance, it is the endless east-flowing river, and there is a mud-yellow sandbar at the mouth of the river.

Yan Rokuro interjected:

"Our Butterfly Creek is indeed a good place, this stream nourishes hundreds of sword furnaces on the west bank, I heard the old man say that the red sword body taken out of the furnace, as long as the water of the Butterfly Creek is poured on, it can make the sword 'hiss' roar out of the cyan smoke, so that the sword cast is of good quality...... Since the pre-Qin period, this stream has not known how many famous swords have been watered. ”

Glancing at Ouyang Rong's side face listening carefully, Liu Ashan, who had been silent, also spoke: "I used to be a buddy in the sword shop, and I heard from the veteran swordsmiths that the most powerful thing about this Butterfly Creek is not the key position of communicating Yunmengze and the Yangtze River, but that this stream has dragon energy, and it is one of the few places in the world where you can cast a sword. ”

Seeing that the Ming Mansion seemed to be interested, Yan Liulang also answered:

"I heard that back then, the former dynasty did not unify the north and the south, the last Chen country of the southern dynasty, is the power of the whole country to cast the sword in our place, but it is a pity that the sword was just completed by the great follower, and then the mad emperor of the Sui dynasty was exhausted in the north and south, and then in this butterfly stream to repair the furnace to cast the sword, this time the sword has not yet been completed in the world chaos, the rebel army in all directions......

Later, Taizong cleaned up the stalls, learned a lesson after the founding of the country, lived with the people, and never minted those harmful things again. The sword shop in Dragon City slowly declined, until the Liu family reopened the Guyue sword shop. ”

Liu Ahsan recalled, "There was an old swordsmith in the sword shop who said that this Butterfly Creek is a blessed land, but it is also a source of trouble. ”

"What is this Ding Sword you are talking about?" Ouyang Rong was curious.

Liu Ashan shook his head, "I don't know, it should be the most powerful famous sword, I heard that the princes and generals all want it." ”

Yan Liulang also interjected, "What's more, I heard that the qi practitioners in the world also want to get this thing, some people say that the competition between the Northern and Southern Dynasties is these Ding swords." ”

Ouyang Rong shook his head, just like the mythical Dao lineage and Yunmeng Jianze that the little junior sister said, he only listened to strange things.

Returning to the current business, the young county commander turned his head towards Liua Mountain Road:

"The old swordsmith is right, this Butterfly Creek is indeed the source of trouble, not only nourishing an evil 'willow' that sucks the marrow of the people, but also becoming an accomplice to the flooding in Dragon City.

"Every time Yunmengze rises, as long as the Di Gong Gate is not blocked, the water of Butterfly Creek will overflow the river and flood Longcheng County, this stream is crooked, and there ......is no flood discharge capacity at all."

Ouyang Rong stared down the mountain.

As the commander of Longcheng County, his duty in this flood is not only disaster relief, but also water control.

For the latter, when Ouyang Rong first came to the county government to take office, he talked with Diao Xiancheng, but at that time he didn't even have enough food for disaster relief, let alone water control, Diao Xiancheng suggested that he go to the Liu family to 'ask for food', and like the previous ones, rebuild the Di Gong Gate to block the water of Yunmengze upstream.

At present, after he tossed the whole thing, the food for disaster relief was barely enough, plus the mobilization of the whole county, the work for relief, and the organization of the Dragon Boat Festival...... It's already able to feed the refugees outside the city.

So now the water control has become a top priority.

Because he knows that after the Dragon Boat Festival, the biggest precipitation period of the plum rainy season is coming, and there is no water conservancy fortification in Longcheng County at the moment.

And others, such as Diao Xiancheng, rely on the experience of the county chronicle to predict the flood, what is "a big flood in four years", this year has already been flooded, it will not be flooded......

Ouyang Rong hadn't encountered any supernatural forces in this world, so the education he had received didn't allow him to believe in Shunkou, and he couldn't lie to himself.

In the past few days, he has visited the upper and lower reaches of Butterfly Creek to find out the water conservancy situation.

The situation at the moment is simple and tricky.

Yunmengze, Butterfly Creek and the Yangtze River can be seen as a "work" shape, Butterfly Creek is the "vertical" in the middle, Yunmengze can be regarded as a reservoir that occupies thousands of miles of the place, and is the largest freshwater lake in Jiangnan Province, and its water is mainly discharged into the Yangtze River from this "vertical", and then flows into the sea from the east of the Yangtze River.

And right now, the "vertical" that Ouyang Rong saw in his eyes was crooked.

Winding waterways are the most difficult to discharge.

How can this water be cured?

Is it to continue to go to Xiudi Gongzha, follow the old path of Di Fuzi, and sew and mend every four years like the follow-up county orders?

The young county magistrate who came to Longcheng to take a trip and accumulate merit asked himself.

Yan Liulang and Liu Ashan were stunned after listening to Ouyang Rong's clear explanation.

Yan Liulang thought for a moment and tried to come up with an idea: "Why don't we go...... Widening the river? ”

Ouyang Rong didn't nod, Yan Liulang reacted to something, and said to himself with a sad face; "No, even if we have manpower, but we don't have extra silver and grain now, and we can't support this amount of work."

Ouyang Rong got up when he heard this, lowered his eyes and patted the ash on the hem of his clothes: "Who said there is no silver grain?" Isn't the silver grain for the water control already here? ”

"Where is the silver grain that the Ming Mansion said?"

"Isn't it down there? I still have long legs. ”

Ouyang Rong lightly pointed to the county seat under the mountain, then sat alone, quietly looked at the scenery under the mountain, and he took the lead in turning around: "This place does have a wide field of vision, let's go, it's time to go back." ”

After the young county magistrate walked out of the pavilion, he turned around and glanced at the plaque on the pavilion, and couldn't help but say to himself:

"It's a good shade pavilion, not at all...... There is a way that he is not afraid of clouds and clouds, only because he is at the top. ”

He already had an idea, he smiled and went down the mountain to eat "meat".

……

Ouyang Rong didn't expect that as soon as he returned to the county office, he was fed a mouthful of "meat".

County government office.

"What, you said that when I was not there, the Su family came to find this official?" Ouyang Rong felt a little inexplicable, "Which Su family?" What are they doing here? ”

He really didn't remember that there was a family surnamed Su among the largest thirteen gentry clans in Dragon City.

Diao Xiancheng shook his head, "That Su family elder said that he came to pay taxes to his family, and before the Ming Mansion checked the accounts, they examined themselves and found that there may be some ambiguous taxes that have not been paid, so now they are presented to the Ming Mansion." ”

Ouyang Rongqi said: "There are still people who think about our government and take the initiative to check and fill in the gaps?" Well, how much did they make up? ”

Diao Xiancheng swallowed his saliva, "One thousand taels of silver." ”

Ouyang Rong's eyelids jumped, "What kind of tax is this missing, and it is so much to pay?" ”

Diao Xiancheng spread his hands and said: "I asked my men to check the accounts of Su Mansion, and found that they pay taxes on time every year, and they have a lot of money." ”

"Then you won't return the money?"

When Diao Xiancheng heard this, he looked at Ouyang Rong's eyes and became strange:

"But the Su family said that if there is no leakage, then donate this silver to the county government and let the Ming Mansion handle it by himself, they just ask for a pair of pen and ink from the Ming Mansion, and they can give it whenever they want."

The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched, and he got up and went to the table to take a look at the huge amount of money.

The table was a little shaky with silver weight.

One thousand taels of silver, which is worth half of the money he coerced and lured the bullies and gentry to donate.

The young county magistrate threw the silver in his hand back on the table, walked a few steps behind his back in the lobby, and couldn't help but turn around:

"We still have such law-abiding citizens in Longcheng County?" He asked, surprised.

The main reason is that Ouyang Rong has long been disappointed in the group of landlords and tyrants in the county, or rather, he has no hope for them at all......

But now, a white lotus suddenly came out, which is more good than a good citizen who stepped on a horse, which is really tearful for men and women. How he was not shocked.

Good guy, thinking about it, it's a little teary-eyed.

This wave is called PUA.

Ouyang Rong sighed.

Diao Xiancheng remembered something, and said: "By the way, Ming Mansion, the Merlot Garden where you and your uncle and mother live now is also donated by the Su family for free." ”

Ouyang Rong was dumbfounded.

Not long after, Diao County Cheng left with official business, leaving a young county commander standing alone in the lobby with a table of white flowers.

He touched his chin.

"Luming Street Su Family...... Right next to it? The Su Mansion next door, I remember that the little junior sister lived there, and she said that it was the Shibo family...... In other words, this Su family is an old friend of his teacher? ”

Ouyang Rong put on his clothes and was about to go out, but he hesitated and hung his official uniform back.

People are looking for a name to donate 1,000 taels, just asking him for a pair of calligraphy and paintings, which is quite a gentleman's friendship, if it is a visit to the door, it will seem a bit vulgar, not to mention that the Su family is still an old friend of the teacher, he can't be too familiar with it, and he has to avoid suspicion.

Ouyang Rong nodded, wrote down the favor, and immediately sent someone to call Yan Liulang.

He gestured to the silver with his chin: "Take it to buy grain, spend it all, and you are not allowed to have it left." ”

After a pause, the young county magistrate smiled a little embarrassedly: "Especially the newly opened rice shop on the street, you have to take good care of other people's business." ”

"Whoa."

……

The first rays of morning light first fell on the bell tower at the top of Donglin Temple.

It's just that the gray monk Yi Shami, who went upstairs to ring the bell today, was not on the bell at all, and frequently looked at the direction of the butterfly stream at the bottom of the mountain.

If there are early discipline monks passing by at this moment, they will not care if they see it, because there is definitely not much incense in the temple today, and the presiding officer will take a large group of monks down the mountain to preach in Penglangdu in the city.

Because today is the fifth day of May, and it is the Dragon Boat Festival of another year.

In Longcheng County.

Before dawn, the new ferry port after the expansion was the first to be lively, with strong coolies, peddlers and pawns, domestic servants, government servants, and hawkers selling breakfast, bustling around the wharf, setting up tables, and climbing ladders to hang colors.

On the Butterfly Creek, which has just been warmed by the morning light, the most conspicuous thing at the moment is not the big ships transporting grain from other places, but the colorful dragon boats.

If you look down from the whole city, you can see that on the streets where the sky has not yet fully illuminated, the heads of people coming out of various alleys and alleys have gathered into an endless stream of people, all of which flow towards the Butterfly Creek ferry port for dragon boat racing, and the displaced people from outside the city are also pouring into the city, and the streets and alleys are patrolled by blue-clothed catchers to maintain order......

The Dragon Boat Festival led by the Longcheng County Ya has finally begun.

It's just morning.

"Ming Mansion, Ming Mansion!"

Luming Street, Longcheng County Ya, the officials who finished the report all walked out of the door, went to the dock to see the dragon boat, only a certain resentful catch quickly went against the flow of people, ran into the county office, shouting in his mouth, he caught an acquaintance and asked quickly:

"Zhao Shilang, have you seen the Ming Mansion?"

"In the morning, a brother went to deliver breakfast to the prefectural magistrate, it seems to be in the back house."

"It's so late, the dragon boat race is waiting for the opening of the Ming Mansion, why are you still in the back house?"

Yan Liulang was helpless, pushed the flow of people all the way, and rushed to the uninhabited county government house after being washed away by the flood.

As soon as he entered, he saw a young county magistrate in a cyan robe, bending down to tinker with a strange "sand table" in the courtyard.

Yan Liulang felt that this thing in the courtyard should be called a sand table, because it looked a bit like a sand table in the shape of a mountain simulating the terrain of the army, but the one that the Ming Mansion was messing with was an enlarged version, which occupied the entire courtyard, and there was a simulated river channel in it, and the water source was connected to another pumping well.

"Mingfu, it's time to go out."

"Oh."

Ouyang Rong answered without looking back, squatted on the edge of the pool and washed his dirty face and hands, and then walked and closed the well truck pumping water by the well.

The rapidly flowing "stream" in this huge "sand table" in the courtyard stopped.

Yan Liulang took the official uniform, unfolded it, and helped the young county commander put it on; During this period, the frizzy blue-clothed catcher couldn't help but glance at the strange "sand table" in the yard.

Since the last time I came back from the Dagu Donglin Temple, the Ming Mansion has been obsessed with this thing.

He first found a lot of tools and materials from Tuoliu Ashan, and then found a big courtyard where no one disturbed him, ate, drank and slept in it, buried his head in it for two days, and finally made this "sand table" in the yard.

Look, Yan Liulang felt that it was very similar to the Butterfly Creek and the topography of Longcheng County that he saw on the mountainside that day, but after a closer look, there were some changes, some of the winding rivers seemed to be straighter, and some of the terrain seemed to have moved......

Yan Liulang couldn't understand what he was doing, but ...... This is normal, he thinks that if he understands the brain circuit of Mingfu, then he will be really promising, and he can not be the leader of this errand and complaint.

Yan Rokuro sighed.

Ouyang Rong put on his official uniform, lowered his head and tidied up his cuffs, and asked as he went out: "How much is the price of grain now?" ”

"Ming Mansion, it's already twenty dollars a bucket, and it's been maintained for half a decade!"

"Well done."

Yan Liulang said with a modest face: "It's the good command of the Ming Mansion." ”

"No, I mean the grain merchants from other places are doing a good job."

Yan Liulang: "......"

Ouyang Rong took Yan Liulang out of the county office, boarded the carriage driven by Liu Ashan, and after sitting in the car, he explained with a smile:

"According to the news you came back from the dock warehouse the day before yesterday, at present, this group of foreign grain merchants has gathered at least 100,000 stone of grain in Longcheng, but the price of grain is still maintained at 20 yuan a bucket, and there is no vicious competition between peers.

Yan Liulang suddenly said, "I see." ”

Ouyang Rong chuckled, "It doesn't seem to be all defenseless, they are all human spirits...... This bite of meat is a little hard. ”

Yan Liulang said tentatively: "Then ...... today"

"Everything is the same as before, let's go, this annual Dragon Boat Festival, we have to let the whole city have a good festival."

Ouyang Rong said with a smile, and Yan Liulang nodded.

At this time, as if thinking of something, the young county magistrate asked again: "By the way, have you seen it recently, little junior sister?" ”

Yan Liulang thought for a moment, "The last time I went home, I saw her on the street as if she had come out of the Yuanming Building. ”

"It's okay to run there to do it, where can I do it, uh, the little junior sister shouldn't be a good girl......"

The young county commander frowned.

Yan Liulang wanted to speak and stopped, wanting to ask, Miss Xie is so obvious, the Ming Mansion can't see it, and she has neglected the little junior sister who is like a flower and jade for a few days, could it be a good man...... A lone blue-clothed catcher in the family couldn't help but shrink his buttocks back.

Ouyang Rong didn't know that the atmosphere suddenly burned, and not long after, the carriage arrived at Peng Langdu, he first lifted the curtain, and suddenly an overwhelming heat wave hit his face.

Hmm, it's the smell of salty rice dumplings......