The officials and officials of Longcheng County found that a certain young county magistrate had become much easier to talk about recently.

Even yesterday morning, he didn't say anything when he ran into Diao County's prisoner and fell asleep, he walked away silently with his hands behind his back, but he joked about Lao Xiancheng afterwards and punished him a little.

These changes seem to have started after the wind chill was healed and the return to the upper value of the ya.

In addition, the Lord of the Ming Mansion seems to have some leisure and elegance in the past two days.

However, he is not like those Confucian county orders in the past, who held elegant gatherings and literary gatherings at public expense, and summoned literati and scholars to dance and write in scenic spots.

Instead, he took his entourage of officials to walk from the Yuenu Gorge in the upper reaches of Butterfly Creek to the sandbar at the farthest mouth of the Yangtze River in the lower reaches in the name of inspecting the people's conditions.

With only a pair of legs, he silently walked along the Butterfly Creek, and walked through the Digong Gate, the Folding Wing Canal, the Little Lonely Mountain, the Big Lonely Mountain and other places, and even some remote villages in the ravine, ten miles and eight townships, the adults of the Ming Mansion went to take a look...... In the end, I walked around the entire boundary of Longcheng County.

All the way to look left and right, with very few words, and then silently returned to Luming Street.

Some county officials couldn't help but wonder if the Ming Mansion, who was fond of tossing and always taking things by surprise, had new measures to promulgate.

But after some wandering, after returning to the Longcheng County Ya, the young county magistrate rested again, went to and from work, and everything was as usual.

The only thing that caught everyone's attention was to care about the progress of the soon-to-be-completed Folding Wing Canal, and routinely convened some grain merchants and squires who had invested in the Folding Wing Canal in the county hall to discuss future plans and some detailed changes.

In addition, if you insist on saying that there are other big moves.

That is, the Lord of the Ming Mansion suddenly incorporated Liu Ashan and other young people of the People's Warrior Team into the county government, and for this reason, a new Cao Division was established in the government to prevent floods and provide disaster relief and compassion to the people, which can be regarded as an expansion.

However, for this matter, everyone in the county government was not surprised, this kind of matter was within the scope of the Longcheng County Order, and the Lord of the Ming Mansion asked Jiangzhou according to the process, the procedures were reasonable and compliant, and there was nothing to say.

Moreover, the people in the county all know that Liu Asan and other men are Ouyang Rong's closest cronies besides Yan Liulang.

Generally speaking, in the prefectures and counties of the Great Zhou Dynasty, county magistrates and other local governors, new officials will bring some cronies and staff into the official office, arrange positions, and have a three-board axe or something, streamline or expand the team.

Like Ouyang Rong, it took so long after taking office to start the personnel transfer, and he came to the first half of the regular three-plate axe, which surprised the people in the county government.

But when I think about it, this Lord Mingfu is a hard-topped princess and an upright gentleman who asks for the people's life, and it is normal to be honest and special......

Ouyang Rong didn't know that his every move was so concerned by his subordinate colleagues, and even if he knew, he would probably smile.

In the evening, Ouyang Rong returned to the county office on Luming Street as usual.

He went to the Folding Wing Canal again this afternoon to inspect it for a while.

Walking into the court, Ouyang Rong took off his hat, drank herbal tea thirstily, stared at the plaque of "Zhengda Guangming" directly above the court, and muttered softly:

"This Liu Zi'an, looking at the honest and honest promise, promised to make a contribution to the Folding Wing Canal, not a penny, and even a lot of it, the old good people, if they are pretending to be grandchildren, it is inevitable that they can be too pretended."

He lowered his head and thought carefully, frowned for a long time, loosened his brows, and shook his head slightly:

"This Liu family has been dismantled into this appearance by me, and the county's public trial has been discredited among the people, and there are little junior sisters and Liulang who are sharpening their knives behind them.

"There is only one broken sword shop left, and the craftsmen in the sword shop have also been dug up by me, and they have been included in the county government worker registration in the name of repairing the gate.

"Anyway, am I going too far, reaching out and not hitting the smiling person...... Forget it, it's the smiling face who hits.

"However, I really can't imagine that there is anything else that threatens the Liu family."

Ouyang Rong held the teacup in his hand, stood still for a while, and bowed his head gently.

In the past two days, he has been checking and filling in the gaps, seeing if there is anything missing, and after walking around, he found that there really is nothing that he must leave to do in person.

After a while, he commanded Liu Ahan outside the door without looking back, and then a county magistrate was summoned.

Ouyang Rong turned around and asked directly, "How much money does this official have to withdraw?" ”

Chief Tocao was stunned.

Half an hour later.

The officials of Hu Cao retreated, and in the wide county government hall, only the sitting figure of Ouyang Rong, the top and the rear of the public case, remained.

On the public desk in front of him, a small gray cloth bag and a small stack of papers were quietly placed.

This is Ouyang Rong's seven-grade official body, which is divided into silver, Lu rice and some assigned job fields.

There was not much silver, it was all on the table, and the harvest of the rice and the fields distributed was all in the booklet, and they could be taken from it.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and checked it, sighed and shook his head:

"It's no wonder that when the magistrates want to collect filial piety and make extra money, they are dealing with projects worth thousands of taels of silver, but they only have such a little bit of silver...... There is no surplus food for the seven-grade officials. ”

He has been busy in Longcheng for so long, leading the "seven-grade civil servants" of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and laughing at himself like a happy one.

He raised his hand to weigh the weight of the small cloth bag, pondered for a moment, took out a few strings of copper coins from it, and carefully lined them up on the table.

"Ahsan."

Ouyang Rong raised his head and summoned Liu Ashan, and gestured to the copper coin on the table:

"It's the cost of renting a boat, and you give it to the boatmen."

Liu Ahan wanted to speak and stopped, but someone who didn't like "public and private use" had already gotten up and left.

The evening sunset stretched the shadow of the desk in the lobby very long, and at the door, the shadow of a young county magistrate was also there.

Ouyang Rong stopped in front of the door, looked back at the familiar public case lobby, and felt a little nostalgic as if he was touching the scene, and stayed for one day less than one day.

"Good guy, you don't have much money, you kid is still addicted, right?"

Ouyang Rong joked with himself, left with the rest of the money, and went home.

He first went to Hucao's side to exchange for Lu rice, and took Liu Asan and others to carry it back to Merlot Garden together.

In the courtyard, saying goodbye to Liu Ahsan and the others with a smile, Ouyang Rong glanced at the white-haired maid who was snuggled in front of the house and quiet.

Ouyang Rong reached into his arms, took out the half-deflated small cloth bag, and pointed to Lu Mi and other things, signaling Ye Weilai and the maids to put them away.

These are all brought back to the Zhen family and the Nanlong Ouyang family, although they are not worth much, they do not rely on his wealth, but on his official fame.

Ouyang Rong went into the house to wash his hands and went to dinner.

Ye Weilai led a group of maids, silently followed, and served around.

On the dining table, there was only the occasional sound of chopsticks bumping against the crispy porcelain bowl, and no one spoke.

Since Ouyang Rong resolutely issued an order that evening, asking Ye Weilai to take the remaining maids back to Nanlong, the atmosphere of the master and servant has been like this in the past two days.

In the past two days in the Meilin Courtyard, when Ye Weilai was making beds and folding quilts, serving tea and rice, washing and mopping the floor, etc., she buried her head in her head, and turned her head from time to time to look at the figure of the male owner who was buried in the case, cautiously.

But the white-haired maid's cowardly and well-behaved performance of trying to please did not shake someone's firm attitude in the slightest.

The atmosphere at home became more and more silent.

It was supposed to be a long parting speech, but Ouyang Rong was extremely silent.

Tonight's dinner also ended in the tacit silence of the two.

After Ouyang Rong finished bathing, he came to the study, and he recently had a lot of books written by Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scriptures and metaphysical hermits on his desk.

Ouyang Rong borrowed them from Donglin Temple and some scholars and squires in this county, and he didn't have much heart to look at it.

In front of the desk, Ouyang Rong, who was dressed in a white shirt after bathing, turned his head to look at the books and ink treasures piled up on the shelves, looked down and thought about it, he got up and stepped forward to pack these books and pack them away.

"These books, it's too troublesome for Wei Lai to take them back, so give them to Su Dalang, encourage him to study hard, and it's also a gift from Tanhualang, the youngest Jinshi in the Great Zhou Dynasty, well, you're welcome."

Thinking of the rich expression on Su Dalang's face after receiving these books a few days later, Ouyang Rong smiled dumbly, and his mood was much better.

Just do it, all night, Ouyang Rong was cleaning up the house, packing books and notes.

In the middle of the night, there was no moon tonight, it was dark outside the door, and the cold wind gusted.

Ye Weilai was dressed in a thin nightdress, holding an oil lamp in both hands and silently entering the house, her big blue eyes were slightly swollen and red, she quietly glanced at the busy figure of Ouyang Rong at the desk, lowered her head and walked to the back room, put down the lamp, and made the bed warm.

After a while, the fire was turned off in the house and I went to bed.

The inner room fell into darkness, the air was silent, Ouyang Rong closed his eyes and lay on his back, covering his hands.

The small quilt beside him near the outside was bulging, and he didn't know what kind of sleeping position it was.

"I'm eighty pounds."

A bulging "little quilt" said suddenly.

After that evening, Ouyang Rong and Ye Weilai only said single-digit words so far, all of which were daily questions and answers, and now it was the first time that Ye Weilai took the initiative to speak in the past two days.

Ouyang Rong also noticed that the little girl used "I", and did not use humble words such as "slave".

"What?" In the dark, Ouyang Rong, who had closed his eyes, turned his head slightly in her direction.

"When Tan Lang bought me home, I was sixty pounds, and now I am eighty pounds." She said.

Ouyang Rong remembered that at that time, this little girl was locked in an iron cage, he exchanged rice, and she weighed it out of the cage, which was as heavy as sixty catties of five buckets of rice.

He was silent for a long time:

"Oh."

The little girl seemed to be wrenching her fingers in the bed, and a serious voice came:

"Sixty catties become eighty catties, Tan Lang has no loss."

“……”

Ouyang Rong, who was a little melancholy about parting, was directly amused, his upper body suddenly rose, lifted the small quilt next to him, and rubbed his hairy silver-haired little head vigorously, very speechless:

"The rice you eat doesn't count, does it?"

In the dark, the little girl seemed to tilt her head and stayed for a moment.

She raised her little hand, the back of her hand seemed to be about to wipe her eyes, and she paused halfway through it, scratched her little nose indiscriminately, lowered her head and said "oh", and did not speak again.

Ouyang Rong withdrew his hand, hesitated, and said seriously:

"It's the age of growing your body, eat more, it's normal to have a hundred pounds."

"Okay." Ye Weilai raised her little face, couldn't help but straighten her little chest and asked, "When I'm a hundred pounds, how can I tell Tan Lang?" Can I write a letter to you? ”

Ouyang Rong lay down again, closed his eyes and said, "You grow up first." ”

Ye Weilai also lay down, staring at the ceiling with blue eyes for a while, she suddenly reached into the neckline of her nightdress, took out a halterneck thing from her arms, twisted her fingers lightly, put it to her lips and bit it quietly.

There is a slight "gurgling" sound of metal grinding.

The little girl has a good tooth mouth.

Ouyang Rong turned his head vigilantly, leaned back slightly, and said with a disgusted expression:

"What are you doing?"

Ye Weilai stupidly handed out two copper plates and asked in a low voice, "Do you want it?" ”

Ouyang Rong misheard a word, and there was a black line on his forehead: "I don't bite, it's too dirty, take it away." ”

also misheard a word, and heard him say the word "dirty" angrily, and the little girl's shoulders trembled.

Ouyang Rong suddenly reacted sharply, and his voice softened:

"I mean don't bite, it's not that I don't, I want it, but keep it for you, keep it for me."

"Good, good!"

Ye Weilai nodded her head hurriedly and stuffed the two copper plates with red threads back to her chest, this was the "head" that Ouyang Rong gave her at the beginning, and she had a head again.

"Sleep."

"Okay."

The two of them fell asleep again.

But after a while, Ouyang Rong, who proposed to "sleep", suddenly spoke:

"If I send you all the way, don't you feel better?"

The little girl was stunned, "Huh? ”

Ouyang Rong was silent and calmly repeated:

"I mean, I asked for a leave to send you back to Nanlong, but it was just to keep you safe on the road, and when I got to the place, I would put on the pillar incense and turn around and leave.

"It shouldn't be so sad to parting like this, so can you stop crying?"

Ye Weilai shook her head and nodded again, not knowing what she was answering.

In the end, she buried her face deeply, and stammered in a soft voice: "Okay...... Tanlang ...... Sleep...... Go to bed. ”

There was no more sound in the house.

In the dark, Ouyang Rong silently turned his head to look in the direction of the desk, where there was a bronze mask, which seemed to be useful......

Following.

Ouyang Rong, as usual, went to the county government early in the morning.

But today, the desk in front of him was filled with stacks of envelopes.

Ouyang Rong sat upright, spread paper and ink, and began to put down the pen.

The time of the morning slipped by suddenly, and Ouyang Rong continued to write, looking up from time to time to look at the sunlight on the corridor outside the door, his lips squirmed slightly, and he weighed his words.

Towards noon, he put down his brush and twisted his right wrist with his left palm.

"Ahsan."

"Yes, sir."

Ouyang Rong pushed a thick stack of neat envelopes towards Liu Ashan, and calmly ordered:

"Send it all."

Liu Ashan was stunned for a moment and nodded, "Okay, master." ”

Take the letter and leave.

Ouyang Rong leaned back in his chair and let out a long breath.

These letters were sent to his friends and teachers of the same year, as long as he remembered the name and address, he wrote one.

After all, Ouyang Rong was born in Jinshi, and there are a lot of contacts between these literati, saying that it is not far away, and it is not close to it, but under the maintenance of correspondence, it is not a bad thing, and a little mention of Nanlong Ouyang in the letter.

Maybe among these people, there will be great officials, positions and ministers in the future? Leave a piece of incense, it's better than nothing.

As the only reading seed in this family over the years, he can only do it here.

Seeing Liu Ashan's back go away, Ouyang Rong sat down silently and looked at the last blank letter on the public table.

"I also have to leave a letter for the little sister and the teacher...... This is a well-written letter...... Say something good, forget it if it's too fleshy. ”

Ouyang Rong muttered in a daze, was distracted for a moment, and re-wrote the ink.

But he was only halfway through writing, and outside the county hall, a hurried footsteps came.

I saw several officials running to the desk in a panic, and Diao Xiancheng, who took the lead, stumbled on his left foot and his right foot, fell violently, and threw himself on the ground.

"Ming Mansion, Ming Mansion, no, someone from Luo Jing is here! There are also people in the palace, who seem to be the female officials in colorful clothes next to Her Majesty the Empress! ”

Ouyang Rong's hand holding the pen paused, and the thick ink gathered and dyed on the paper into a small ink ball.

He slowly raised his face, looked out of the sunny door, frowned and whispered:

"Why are the people in the palace running here?"

It's a bit short...... (ORZ Day 6)

(End of chapter)