The warm sun shines on the old cornices of the Jiangzhou lobby.

Ouyang Rong turned over and dismounted.

His hand touched the mane of the mount, and the reins were handed over to the chief.

"Feed some good forage."

"Yes, sir."

Chang Sui was about to lead the horse to the slot, touched the dark red and slippery skin of the horse, his eyes were envious, he hesitated and turned back and asked:

"It's a god horse, won't the lord name it?"

Ouyang Rong, who was tidying up his official uniform, turned his head and looked at the horse that was taller than the young man next to him.

This horse was the Qingsheng gift given to him by Lixian and Wei Mei, and Ouyang Rong was not polite.

He didn't care about it these days, and after he brought it back, he rode directly to the top and bottom duty.

Perhaps it comes from the Han and Hu mixed Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Qianren and Zhou people all love horses, and most officials love to ride horses wherever they go to the court or go, which is the fashion of the world.

It's almost like Ouyang Rong's car lover in his previous life.

"Is this a rarity?" Ouyang Rong asked casually.

Chang Sui nodded vigorously, with a look of envy:

"Master, this is the Dawan horse over there in the Western Regions, Dawan is a good horse, and the horse sweats blood...... This divine horse is placed in Dawan Mali, and it is also a standout. ”

Ouyang Rong took a closer look at the dark red-skinned horse.

Tall, slender limbs, thin head and high neck, thin skin and fine hair, well, put it in the horse, it is indeed a beautiful man, no, it seems to be a female, that is a beautiful girl.

"Sweat like blood?" Ouyang Rong muttered: "Isn't this a bloody BMW." ”

Chang Sui was curious: "Sweat and blood BMW? That's the name, it's really apt. ”

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "It's foolish, it's okay, if you choose a name, ......"

A certain named waste touched his chin and groaned:

"The world says that Lu Bu is among people, and Red Rabbit is among horses, so it is called ......"

"Red Rabbit?"

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Lu Bu." ”

Long follow: "......"

Ouyang Rong suddenly laughed: "Just kidding, let's call it 'Winter Plum', sweating like blood, fresh as red plum, and it happens to be almost the winter solstice." ”

After speaking, Ouyang Rong walked directly into the Jiangzhou lobby.

The elder led 'Dongmei' to the stable.

On a new day, Ouyang Rong was on the same level as usual.

The Jiangzhou Hall is the main hall of the Jiangzhou Mansion Yamen, and the mirror is hung high, so that the wronged people can beat the drum to the court and open the court to adjudicate the case.

However, the Jiangzhou lobby is of higher standard, and most of the places on weekdays are the offices of state officials such as the history of assassination and the long history, and cases are rarely judged.

Unless it is the Jimin Cangmi case, or a big case or an unsolved case that cannot be handled by the counties below.

But looking at the crushing drum, Ouyang Rong shook his head, he has been here for a month, and he has not encountered a single case, and the biggest feeling here is ...... Idle.

The officials in the Jiangzhou lobby are all salted fish, one is a race and one is free.

"Where's Lord Wang?"

There was no figure of a certain assassin in the main hall of the office, Ouyang Rong stopped a young official in Tsing Yi and asked.

The young official in Tsing Yi replied: "Lord Thorn Shi summoned two Kuanglu celebrities in the Sympathy Courtyard in the back house to discuss the mountains and rivers of Jiangzhou and sympathize with the people's feelings. ”

Kuanglu refers to Lushan, adjacent to Xunyang City.

Kuang Lu Qixiu is the best in the world, literati and ink writers love to run around, in the words of Ouyang Rong's previous life, it is the Internet celebrity check-in point of this era.

Places of interest and historic sites are all over the place, countless literati and ink writers, celebrities and people with lofty ideals have left Danqing ink in this mountain, there are many idle clouds and wild cranes who live in seclusion, and there are all those who are born in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

Ouyang Rong nodded and agreed:

"It's so sympathetic to the people's feelings, Lord Wang is on duty every day, but he's really busy."

He sat down in the empty main hall of the first seat, and his office was on the left hand side of the Thorn Shi, who was nominally the first deputy adjutant of the Thorn Shi.

When the little official in Tsing Yi heard this, he didn't dare to squeak, pretended not to hear, and laughed and retreated.

On the seat, Ouyang Rong's face was calm, he opened the piled up cases, and started a new day's "settling accounts".

Speaking of which, this Jiangzhou is indeed a good territory.

It is bordered by the Yangtze River in the north, Kuanglu in the east, and Yunmeng in the south.

It is said that the eyebrows are affectionate, the eyebrows are beautiful, and the reputation of Xunyang City, Jiangzhou, "the place of eyebrows in the world" comes from this.

It's a pity that the political and cultural centers of the Great Qian, the Great Zhou Dynasty are in the two capitals of Guanzhong in the north, and the Xunyang City of Jiangzhou, which has beautiful landscapes, has become a good place to degrade officials.

The officials of the DPRK and China, belittling this place, can also travel in the mountains and rivers, and it is not bad for the lost people to go to relax, so a very unique ...... has been formed in Xunyang City Degrading official culture.

Well, that's a new word he's been coming up with lately.

"Huh." Ouyang Rong chuckled and shook his head.

The atmosphere produced by the culture of degrading officials inside and outside Xunyang City is interesting, and the people and officials are just as salty.

Moreover, there are a lot of monks and Taoist priests who walk around in Xunyang City, and they all like to visit Kuanglu Mountain, and the style of pure talk of Buddhism and Taoism prevails, and it is quite respected by the people of Jiangzhou.

After all, buddies are frustrated in life and degraded, so it's better to deceive buddies less, and to mention less Confucianism who actively enters the WTO.

This is where the atmosphere of salted fish comes from.

But to say that you don't want to be promoted in the slightest? Don't want to get rid of the derogation and return to the divine capital?

Not necessarily. Among the newly released poems in the various literary gatherings in Xunyang City every night, which one does not have the sour allusions that Yang Yi did not meet and the bell period encountered?

Express the regret that Huai Cai has not met, and there is a pen, but there is no way to ask for it.

"Moaning without disease."

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips, buried himself in the case, and continued to work hard.

The sun outside the main hall gradually rose to the middle sky, and the winter morning passed quickly.

Ouyang Rong poured ink and solved today's official document task with great efficiency.

He put down the brush, pushed away a pair of chips on the table, twisted his wrist, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long breath:

"It's a small matter, it's done. Turning around and splitting bamboo in the drinking ice house, making a pair of abacus, this calculation is too troublesome and backward, but I heard the teacher say that Di Fuzi and other court princes also use this calculation chip to settle accounts, tsk, do you want to go back and send a pair of past? ”

Ouyang Rong muttered for a while, then turned his head to look at the sundial on the corridor.

There is still an hour and a half before the noon dry meal.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and looked at the empty position opposite his seat.

"It doesn't matter if Wang Thorn Shi doesn't come, what about Yuan Sima, you? Don't even order, are you so confident? ”

Ouyang Rong sighed.

He is the governor of Jiangzhou, and the position opposite, that is, the seat of the lower right hand of the assassin's position, should have been the office of Sima Jiangzhou.

Sima of Jiangzhou can also be regarded as the second official of the assassin history, but his position is lower than that of Changshi, and he is only the nominal third-in-command of a state.

But what is more unfortunate than Changshi is that because of historical legacy, Sima's position, which was supposed to manage the soldiers and horses of a state, gradually lost his military power, and he was deprived of official positions such as Assassin Shi.

has become an official with a position but no power, and it is a popular choice for local idle positions and demotion in the officialdom of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

At present, the Jiangzhou Sima, named Yuan Huaimin, seems to be a person from Chang'an Jingzhao Mansion who is rooted in Miao Hong.

This 'Yuan' surname, I heard that it was from a certain family, but for some reason, it was degraded to Jiangzhou.

Since Ouyang Rong took office, he has seen him no more than two times.

When he first took office, Ouyang Rong could still see him trotting in with sleepy eyes every morning.

Then he disappeared more and more, and often arrived late and left early on the grounds of "minor illness and small pain".

Oh, it's good now, this Yuan Sima, Mao won't come anymore.

If you are absent from work for one day, you will be deducted half a stone.

Ouyang Rong was expressionless, took out a roster, dipped his pen in ink, and added a stroke.

He stood up, held the roster, pinched the brush, left the empty Jiangzhou hall, went to the surrounding subordinate government offices, and began to inspect them one by one.

This can be regarded as one of the daily tasks of Governor Jiang's history.

Except that Wang Lengran is an official in the history of assassination and has the excuse of 'sympathizing with the people's feelings', Ouyang Rong can't take care of it.

In the Jiangzhou hall, a number of officials, including Jiangzhou Sima, were under his supervision and management.

Ouyang Rong walked around the official office and found that it was okay today, and the number of people who came was seven or eight more than yesterday.

In other words, the number of people who took leave for illness was seven or eight fewer than yesterday, which is gratifying.

Of course, except for Sima Yuan Huaimin of Jiangzhou who was absent from leave.

Strange, what's going on with this sense of relief?

Ouyang Rong lowered his head to record, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

If this kind of thing often asks for leave and completes tasks, it happens in Longcheng County, which he ruled at the time, Diao County and their money will be fined.

It's just that right now, the nominal governor of the Jiangzhou Hall is Wang Lengran, and he takes the lead, which naturally works up and down, and it is difficult to cure it.

And when Ouyang Rong reported the matter a few days ago, he suggested establishing a penalty and confiscation mechanism to restrain his subordinates from asking for leave and leaving early, but Wang Lengran, who was the assassin of the history, just smiled and nodded, and haha.

And what he said in his mouth was good, saying that let Ouyang Rong, the governor of Jiangzhou, take full charge of it, and he was very supportive, and let him let it go, and do it hard.

Where did Ouyang Rong not know the trap of this old assassin.

He stood still, and did not do evil for a while.

After finishing the inspection, Ouyang Rong returned to the main hall, and still did not see the shadow of Yuan Huaimin.

He looked around the empty main hall.

"Ridiculous." Ouyang Rong shook his head slightly, and threw the roster on the table.

It's late December, and we're about to usher in the holidays of the Yuan Zheng and the winter solstice.

It stands to reason that the end of the year should be the busiest time.

The result is good now, and the people in the Jiangzhou lobby are not uniform.

Ouyang Rong has often wondered recently whether he is the only "honest person" in the Jiangzhou lobby, well, he is here to serve as an official, and everyone else has come to Jiangzhou to live and enjoy the mountains and rivers.

Right now, most of the people's livelihood affairs in the city are on Ouyang Rong's desk, piled up high.

Except for the fat difference in the management of trade in Xunyangdu City, everyone seems to be reluctant to do other affairs.

In other words, if you want to do it, you don't have enough official positions, and if you have enough official positions, you don't want to do it, and you can't do it.

The former is the slippery little officials under the Jiangzhou lobby.

The latter, such as Wang Lengran and Yuan Huaimin, were scholars who were born in the imperial examination or were high-ranking officials.

Ouyang Rong finally understood why the hundreds of thousands of stone grains in Jiangzhou Jimin Warehouse were emptied by a few giant rats and fools.

The main theme is a "rule by inaction".

The "sojourn officials" of Jiangzhou Mansion do not seem to be as enthusiastic as those shrewd businessmen who gathered from other places for the affairs of Xunyang City.

It's just that this kind of inaction seems to be beneficial to Ouyang Rong?

Shi, the governor of Jiangzhou, who is willing to take care of things and take care of special affairs, naturally has great power in Xunyang City, and the finances and people's livelihood are in his hands.

Especially Wang Lengran, who didn't seem to care that the money bag of Jiangzhou Mansion fell into the hands of Ouyang Rong.

It seems stupid, but when you think about it, it's normal.

In this era of feudal imperial power, in the eyes of the arrogant noble non-commissioned officers, the farmers and businessmen, and the merchants ranked last, and their status was not as good as that of craftsmen, and they were as low as the plays.

What a money bag, that's called an ATM.

Ouyang Rong estimated that in Wang Lengran's eyes, it might be enough to hold the military power of Xunyang City and the nearby Zhichong Mansion tightly.

Anything involving the barrel of a gun, Wang Lengran covered it tightly, and he didn't let Ouyang Rong touch it, especially the guards near the Xunyang Palace, which was actually almost like a semi-prison, and told Wang Lengran about the situation every day.

Ouyang Rong chuckled, continued to bury himself in the case, and carefully calculated the accounts for the upcoming Buddha casting in advance.

About an hour later, the noon bell rang, and Ouyang Rong put down his pen.

"I went out of the city in the afternoon, and I went to the ...... site"

He muttered and left the main hall.

First, he summoned his entourage and went to the stable together, preparing to lead "Dongmei" away.

Ouyang Rong had just come to the vicinity of the stable, and his face was stunned.

I saw that in the horse shed in front of me, there was a man in green clothes about twenty-seven or eight, who was circling around the "Dongmei", reaching out to stroke it from time to time, looking infatuated, and running to pout his butt and change the feed in the manger.

"Dongmei" couldn't bear to avoid it, snorted, and kicked back with both feet suddenly, which frightened the green-clad official to fall backwards, get up from the ground, straighten his hat, touch his body, and breathe a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was not kicked, otherwise someone's first case after taking office would have been freshly solved.

"Yuan Huaimin, what are you doing?" Ouyang Rong frowned and approached.

"Ah, Lord Changshi."

A certain Jiangzhou Sima was startled, and asked with a sneering face: "Is this ...... Is this your mount? ”

"Hmm." Ouyang Rong nodded: "The name is Dongmei, what's the matter, it offended your stallion?" ”

"No, no, no." Yuan Huaimin's spirit was shocked, he pointed at Dongmei, and said matter-of-factly: "This is a good horse, can Lord Changshi lend me it?" ”

"What are you going to do?" After a pause, he warmly reminded: "It's a mare." ”

"Such a good horse, it should be a poem, the lower official wants to take it back and observe it well, wash it first, well, it's not bad to draw a picture of a good horse out of the bath first."

“……”

Ouyang Rong led the horse, and walked away without looking back: "Stay away from Dongmei, it doesn't want to see you." ”

Dongmei immediately snorted, and the horse's head rubbed the owner's shoulder, as if she was human, and she was grateful.

Yuan Huaimin, a horse lover, immediately followed, begging bitterly: "Lord Changshi, fulfill the wish of the lower officials......

Ouyang Rong suddenly turned around: "You didn't make a mistake, shouldn't you be harassing it all morning?" ”

"Dot?" Yuan Huaimin was stunned for a moment, then slapped his forehead and made a bitter face: "Ah, forgot!" ”

"Yours is the real thing." He nodded in praise, changed his face in the next second, and said calmly:

"If you are absent from work for one day, you will be deducted half a stone."

"Alas, alas, don't be angry, Lord Changshi, can you not remember your name, the lower official is about to be confiscated, and Yuan Zhengye is going to eat snow......"

Yuan Huaimin suddenly covered his stomach: "Ouch, Xiaguan has a stomach ache today, Lord Changshi, take a day off, take a day off, take a day off......"

How can it be so out of tune?

Ouyang Rong left with a straight face.

You deserve to be Jiangzhou Sima.

(End of chapter)