A good deal was negotiated with Liu Ziwen last night.

Early the next morning, the steward of the Liu family came to Longcheng County to hand over to Liucao.

The matter of Di Gongzha was immediately put on the agenda, and under the supervision of the young county order, it began to be implemented.

The craftsmen of the Liujia family and the manpower of the county government began to be mobilized one after another.

It stands to reason that these things can be done by letting the subordinates run, and like the young head of the Liu family, Ouyang Rong only needs to go to the day when Di Gongzha is repaired to cut a ribbon and show up.

However, the young county magistrate took an attitude that paid more attention to the matter of Di Gong Gate than the first phase of the Folding Wing Canal, and personally went to the front to inspect it.

Early this morning, Ouyang Rong took his subordinates to the upstream to inspect the former site of Di Gong Gate.

It is quite convenient to take a boat from Penglang Ferry to the upper reaches of the river, and Butterfly Creek is not too turbulent, and it is not much slower than the land route.

Ouyang Rong once again set foot on the site of the Digong Gate.

The same blue wildflowers are scattered among the abandoned wooden piles and stone piers on both sides of the river, and the soil and vegetation have risen wildly after the flood.

It has a rather barren feel.

The active and exquisite subordinates in the team approached the young county commander and explained to him the matter of the new Xiudi Gate.

Ouyang Rong listened silently, nodding from time to time, but his eyes unconsciously fell on the blue flowers covered on the old site.

Driving all the way from Penglangdu, there are this blue wildflower on both banks.

Locally in Dragon City, it is known as the butterfly flower by the locals and blooms all over the banks of Butterfly Creek.

However, Ouyang Rong was a little dumbfounded when he saw it, isn't this the iris in his previous life, but it shouldn't have this name at the moment.

After a busy morning of inspection, and until noon, the young county commander and his entourage rested for lunch in a peasant household in a mountain village not far away.

The aftermath of the flooding in Dragon City has passed a lot, and the scars are gradually healing.

The displaced people who fled to Longcheng from the upper reaches have survived starvation in the disaster relief camps, and have saved some money and food through the construction of work-for-work relief by the county government, and many people who have families and fields have returned to their villages.

This is the case in this mountain village, the farmers who have resettled are very enthusiastic about the arrival of the 'Radish County Order', women, children and children have come around, the yard is crowded with people, and after lunch, they are enthusiastic to stay, Ouyang Rong finally found an excuse to get out.

In the middle of the day, the craftsmen of the Liu family and the county government clerks inspected and recorded the situation of the old site of Di Gongzha, and everyone was ready to return to the county seat, Ouyang Rong wiped the sweat on his forehead with his left sleeve.

"Hey, where's Ashan?"

He turned his head and saw the figure of a certain wooden man, turned back and walked a few steps back around the hull, only to find that Liu Ahsan was bending down to pick something on the wet stall behind the stern.

When the tall and thin man in Mu Ne grabbed a small handful of blue irises and put them on the boat, the boat restarted and returned, and Ouyang Rong at the bow of the boat asked curiously:

"Ahsan, why are you picking these flowers?"

Liu Ashan said sullenly: "Today is my sister's birthday, and she likes butterfly flowers." ”

Ouyang Rong was stunned, "Ah Qing's birthday?" How old is it? ”

"Fourteen."

"I remember the last time you said that you bought a house on the outskirts of the city, and Ah Qing and Ling Tang took it over, didn't you?"

"The old man has a lot of opportunities, and he still remembers this."

Ouyang Rong said directly:

"Wait a while, you will go home directly to accompany your family, don't come to the county government in the afternoon, and take them to Merlot Garden for dinner tonight, I will ask my aunt to prepare some dishes, by the way, and then cook a bowl of longevity noodles for Aqing."

The young county magistrate smiled, the thin man looked hesitant, and the former couldn't help but say:

"You can't shirk it, it's decided."

After a moment of silence, Liu Ahan nodded, wiping the mud on both sides of his pants.

Ouyang Rong asked with concern: "Didn't you say that you would redeem your mother and sister before, how is it now?" ”

"Ah Niang has been redeemed, Ah Mei is not."

Ouyang Rong frowned slightly:

"Is there not enough money? Ah Qing is already fourteen, and he is at the age of marriage in the village just now, so it is better to redeem his good name, and find a good family in the future. ”

Liu Ashan shook his head: "No, it's that Ah Mei doesn't want to redeem, she said that she can earn some more money, she wants to work a little longer, and she can also help a little more......"

Ouyang Rong wanted to ask again, but the wooden man looked left and right, there was no one on the bow of the boat, and the wind was quite loud, he approached Ouyang Rong's side and whispered:

"Master, do you remember what I mentioned last time, the Jiasanjian furnace vacated on the west bank of Butterfly Creek?"

"I have the impression that the craftsmen vacated by it were not transferred by the Liu family to prepare for the Xiudi Gongzha?"

"Yes, there is such a thing, but the Liu family vacated the Jiasanjian Furnace before Liu Ziwen found the old man to make peace, and there was no sign of easing with us at that time. And our people inquired, this Jiasanjian furnace has some strange follow-ups. ”

"What's the matter?"

"After the Sword Furnace people were evacuated, they were still burning the fire, as if they didn't mean to stop."

"All the people of this Jiasanjian Furnace have been withdrawn?"

"No, but the original swordsmiths have all withdrawn, and some old, weak, sick and disabled craftsmen have come to guard them, and the fire does not know why it is not extinguished, and black smoke can be seen every morning, and it burns day and night."

"If you don't put out the fire, what is this sword furnace forging?"

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but question, combined with some abnormalities between Liu Ziwen and the Liu family a few days ago, his face was a little vigilant.

"I don't know."

"If you go to investigate again, you have to focus on this matter."

"Yes, sir."

The bow of the ship fell silent, except for the howling of the wind, as if nothing had happened......

Back in Longcheng County, Ouyang Rong and Liu Ashan separated, and the two made an appointment for dinner at night.

Ouyang Rong rested for a while in the afternoon, and continued to work in the afternoon, and his current work was mainly to review the plans provided by the craftsmen of the Liu family with his subordinates.

The young county magistrate buried himself in the case, and was busy for an hour, before he got up and stretched, grabbed the teacup of cow drink, and let out a long breath, he glanced around.

The hall of the office was filled with the sound of Sasha turning pages and banging ink, and the subordinates from Liucao were all bowing their heads.

However, Ouyang Rong knew that some of them were probably because he was there, so they seemed to work extra hard and hardworking.

Ouyang Rong circled around the public case, and suddenly thought of something, and his face was a little embarrassed.

In the evening, he called Ah Qing to come to Merlot Garden to eat longevity noodles, he was a little birthday star, he had to send something, even her brother gave a bouquet of butterfly tweed.

Almost rude, Ouyang Rong criticized himself slightly.

But the things given to the little girl don't have to be too expensive, the little girl is usually very coaxing.

"I remember that Ah Qing seems to be doing manual needlework, and she is meticulous and skillful, so ...... Let's fold a piece of paper. ”

The young county magistrate glanced at the paper baskets on the side of the tables in the busy hall, and nodded in his heart.

Just do it.

Someone put down their teacup and walked off the stage.

The scribes who were concentrating on their work behind the ten tables in the hall suddenly tensed up on their chairs.

Many people secretly wondered in their hearts: What is the Ming Mansion doing, why are we turning over our paper baskets one by one, is it ......

The fisherman in the crowd suddenly became nervous, and his face, which was obsessed with work, became more and more focused.

The hall was quieter.

Ouyang Rong raised his head, looked at his subordinates with a little curiosity, didn't care too much, took some clean waste paper in the paper basket, and returned to the public case.

Longcheng County is also an official government, and the paper used by officials and scribes is still relatively valuable.

Ouyang Rong saw a kind of paper dyed indigo blue, as if it was called porcelain blue paper, like Donglin Temple, which is used a lot when copying scriptures.

The young county magistrate brought a wooden ruler, cut the porcelain blue paper into small triangles, bowed his head and moved his hands, overlapping and patching together.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a whole gadget was made.

Set it aside, turn around and get back to business.

In the evening, Ouyang Rong got off duty, reached out and picked up the gadget and sandwiched it in a book, left the county government with the book, and returned to Merlot Garden.

Liu Ashan's family came earlier than Ouyang Rong imagined.

When he returned to Merlot Garden, he took the hot towel handed by the white-haired little girl who was waiting at the door, wiped his face and hands casually, and rushed to the front hall for dinner.

Zhen's, Liu Mu, Liu Ashan, A Qing and others have already filled the round table.

"Sir." Liu Ashan's family stood up to salute.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's like home." Ouyang Rong pressed his palm and sat down with a smile.

Everyone sat down again and exchanged a few pleasantries.

Under Zhen's orders, the maid waited for the dishes to be served.

The woman in the skirt smiled and said, "Auntie, Ah Qing, you can taste it, this is my hometown dish with Tan Lang, you don't see if it suits the taste." ”

Ouyang Rong saw the familiar dishes on this table, especially the bowl of spicy soup in front of him, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his eyes turned to Zhen:

"Auntie, this is made by our cook?"

Zhen smiled and said: "I changed the cook lady at home, and asked Ban Xi to hire the cook lady in Yunshui Pavilion, Tan Lang likes to eat, and he can eat it at any time in the future." ”

Ouyang Rong's face was stunned.

This chapter may be a bit short...... There's another chapter.,After the code is finished.,Everyone go to bed early.,I'll see it tomorrow~.