Ouyang Rong's small cold this time has become the top priority of the Huaiye Lane Mansion and the Xunyang Royal Mansion in the past two days.

Xunyang Palaces successively sent imperial doctors and precious medicinal materials.

There is also a hot ginger soup boiled by Princess Wei Mei or Her Royal Highness the Little Princess.

Of course, on the surface, it was all sent in the name of the subordinates of the Xunyang King who was considerate and assisted in making Buddhas.

Ouyang Rong felt that it was a minor illness.

But as soon as he returned to the mansion, Zhen Shuyuan, Ye Weilai and other female relatives gathered around to ask for warmth and serve carefully.

The whole family, nearly 100 people, revolved around him.

If you accidentally sneeze, you can be scared and wait for the maid's heart to tremble.

There was also a lady in the skirt who posted it, and she tirelessly said, "It's time for Tanlang to take medicine", and Ouyang Rong's head was big when he listened.

In the evening, I will not rest when I return to the courtyard of Drinking Ice Zhai.

Zhen Shuyuan, who rarely disturbed Ouyang Rong's private space in the past, frequently came to the yard under the darkness of the night, sent warm clothes and quilts, looked around, and checked his inner room.

The cautious appearance of the ladies in the family made him a little helpless.

"Tan Lang, I went to the temple today to offer you incense and pray for blessings."

Zhen Shuyuan entered the door with a bowl of medicinal soup in her hand, and walked as she walked, followed by Ye Weilai and Ban Xi.

In front of the desk, Ouyang Rong put down the pen for the time being, closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, then opened it and looked at it.

The white-haired girl in the back, with a slender body struggling to hold a plate of hot water, followed up with a silla maid holding a ball of brown leaves.

Ouyang Rong sat sideways, letting Ye Weilai and the second girl take off his boots.

Wash your feet with hot water soaked in wormwood.

Zhen Shuyuan put a bowl of black, steaming medicinal soup on the table and judo:

"Tanlang, it's time to drink the medicine."

Ouyang Rong suddenly looked vigilant: "What is this?" It can't be soaked in talisman water or incense burner ashes. ”

"It's the medicine that Wanwan cooked herself, and it was said that it was their Xie family's private recipe to ward off the cold, and Tan Lang tasted it."

"Don't taste it." Ouyang Rong shook his head resolutely: "There was nothing sick in the first place, but if you were blinded, maybe you really got sick." ”

Zhen Shuyuan's face was embarrassed: "Wanwan took the time to come to deliver medicine, and she was busy before and after, will she live up to her good intentions." ”

Ouyang Rong made a suggestion: "Just don't talk to her." ”

"Senior brother, why don't you tell me?"

At this moment, there was the sound of the courtyard door opening outside, accompanied by Xie Ling Jiang Wanru's clear voice, and his tone was curious.

"Wanwan is here?"

Zhen Shuyuan turned around in surprise, and Ouyang Rong's face changed slightly.

Zhen Shuyuan stepped forward to welcome Xie Lingjiang into the house and led her in;

"It's not a big deal, the bowl of medicine you sent, Tan Lang said......"

Zhen Shuyuan turned her head to speak, but her words suddenly choked.

I saw that the medicine bowl in front of my beloved nephew Ouyang Rong was empty at the moment, cleaner than someone's face.

Ye Weilai and Ban Xiao Zheng next to him looked at Ouyang Rong in a daze with a small face.

"Forehead ......"

Xie Lingjiang was curious: "Aunt Zhen, what did Tan Lang say?" ”

Zhen Shuyuan: "Say ......"

Ouyang Rong wiped his mouth and nodded solemnly: "It tastes good." ”

Xie Ling Jiang smiled, and his pretty face looked a little embarrassed:

"Just don't feel bitter, the first time I boiled, the appearance may not be very good, but I put two pieces of caramel sugar, when I was a child, I was afraid of bitterness when I drank this medicine, so my father took a piece of caramel for me to ......"

Zhen Shuyuan and the girls found that Tan Lang was surprisingly obedient.

chatted with the little junior sister for a while, and seeing that it was late at night, the little junior sister and aunt left one after another.

Only Ouyang Rong and Ye Weilai were left in the study.

Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally gone.

He took out the official document, continued to bury his head in dealing with the affairs that he had not finished during the day, and asked Ye Weilai to go to sleep first.

Recently, most of the energy has been focused on the construction of the Donglin Giant Buddha, and the case has accumulated a lot of affairs related to the livelihood of the people in Jiangzhou, by the way, there is also a congratulatory message from tomorrow's state study, and he has to prepare it overnight......

Therefore, these days, Ouyang Rong is not deliberately ignoring Yue Ziang and other scholars.

It's that he's really too busy to get out and talk to them......

Unconsciously, Ouyang Rong stayed up until it was close to dawn, and the sky was dark outside.

During this period, Ye Weilai, who got up at night, persuaded him to sleep several times, but he was perfunctory.

Ouyang Rong put down his pen and stretched.

I didn't notice that in the courtyard, there was a red-clothed figure holding a bowl of black hot mist medicinal soup, slowly approaching the study window with a cold face, staring at him with a slightly squinted eyes shining with a dangerous light.

Forthwith......

There is a way, the beauty snatched the lamp angrily and asked Lang Zhi what time it was!

After some tossing, the door of the study was open, Xie Ling Jiang snatched the lamp on the table with a face, and strode out.

In the dim door where the lamp had been lost, in front of the desk, the white-haired girl who had just crawled out of the quilt in a daze, wearing only a small green belly pocket, lowered her head as if she had made a mistake, pulled her fingers, and stood in place.

Ouyang Rong looked a little weak, raised his head and quickly drank the bitter medicine in the bowl, touched Ye Weilai, who blamed himself with his little face, and he silently chased out the door.

I don't know if I'm not familiar with the road in the mansion, or for what reason.

Xie Lingjiang didn't go far, and easily let someone chase after him.

Ouyang Rong didn't mention what happened just now, and quietly changed the topic:

"Wanwan forgot to add caramel sugar, why is it a little bitter."

"Added......"

Xie Lingjiang immediately frowned and turned his head, his expression stopped talking, and looked at Ouyang Rong's harmless expression, she snorted,

I don't want to answer someone who opens his eyes and says nonsense.

Ouyang Rong blinked, stepped forward to hold the beautiful woman's jade hand, and walked towards the path in front of him with the twilight in the background.

The wind in the early spring morning is blowing in the face, and people are a little awake.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and said to Xie Lingjiang, who was slightly puffing out his mouth as if he was angry:

"When you're done with this period of time, you won't stay up late in the future."

Xie Lingjiang's face was expressionless: "Senior brother said the same thing last time. ”

"Last time was last time, this time is this time, this time definitely."

"Hmph." She turned her face away.

Immediately, the two walked silently for a while.

Ouyang Rong felt that the little junior sister held his hand tighter.

Ouyang Rong also pinched her.

Xie Lingjiang suddenly nodded seriously: "They are all talking nonsense." ”

"Ah, what?"

The sentence without a beginning or end made Ouyang Rong a little confused,

Xie Lingjiang turned his face and looked at him:

"Those scholars who have eaten enough and have nothing to do say that they have not written before, or they have written to please and support, and they are greedy for life and afraid of death."

She gritted her teeth: "It's all nonsense, senior brother, don't ignore them." ”

Ouyang Rong smiled: "Why does junior sister still care about this." ”

"Isn't Senior Brother angry?"

"What's the use of being angry. Is it possible to do nothing when you are angry? ”

Xie Lingjiang's lips pursed into a red line, feeling the temperature of his palm, walked for a while, and said softly:

"I haven't asked, what is written in the senior brother's recital, is it the same as what I thought before?"

"What do you think?"

"It's like telling Princess Changle in the capital."

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "It can't solve the problem." ”

"So this time?"

"I calmly calculated an account with Her Majesty the Empress, how much does it cost to build the Great Zhou Songde Center and the Sifang Buddha statues, and how much does the Great Zhou and the statues cost each year. Take Jiangzhou's annual finance as an example......"

Xie Lingjiang listened in a daze.

The sky before dawn, like a dark curtain of blue and blue,

She vaguely saw the senior brother turn his head, his sick face, thin and calm, as if telling a simple and usual thing:

"Compared with resolutely opposing the center and the Buddha statue, and completely flattering the empress and supporting the construction of both,

"I chose a compromise.

In that letter, it was suggested that the time limit for the construction of the Great Zhou Songde Center and the Sifang Buddha statue should be given sufficient time for the states.

"There are also two specifications, and restrictions are also relaxed, for example, the big Buddha does not have to build a Buddha statue standing on the ground, and thirty zhang is inevitably too ......tall."

Xie Lingjiang didn't know why, his mood was extraordinarily calm, and he silently listened to the calm statement of the sick governor Shi Jiang in front of him.

"In addition, on behalf of the Jiangzhou Hall, I rejected His Majesty's 20,000 guan fat powder money and distributed it to the poorest Guizhou, which is quite a sycophant, and the Buddha capitals of the four Buddhas are carved according to His Majesty's dignity."

Xie Lingjiang's eyes widened slightly.

As he spoke, Ouyang Rong himself lost his smile, turned his face and asked with a smile:

"Doesn't it quite match, Wanwan's heart, my image?"

Xie Lingjiang groaned: "It's not, it's just a little unexpected, senior brother is like this...... Calm down. ”

"It's a hypocrite."

Ouyang Rong laughed at himself and stretched out his finger to the northern sky:

"Your Majesty does not know that the construction of the Songde Center and the Buddha statues in all directions will be a waste of national strength and many obstacles, but for the emperor, decency is sometimes more important than right and wrong.

"Between absolute obedience and hard opposition, if there is a voice that can be both decent and pragmatic, she is more likely to compromise and adopt it, but it also depends on whether the courtiers below hand over the ladder or not."

Xie Lingjiang sighed lightly: "No wonder Senior Brother retreated to second. This...... Actually, that's right. ”

Ouyang Rong took the lamp in Xie Lingjiang's other hand, and on the garden path stained with dawn dew, his lacquered eyes reflected an inextinguishable candle flame:

"But this doesn't mean that Master Ji, Li Tingshi, and Wei Yushi are wrong, in a sense, they hit their heads hard and broke their blood, but they helped me in the compromise.

"Although looking at it now, my letter is useless."

Xie Lingjiang waved his sleeves to answer, and his tone was categorical:

"But the senior brother is by no means the greedy life and fear of death that Yue Ziang said, he should not be so misunderstood."

The young man in the white fur of the fox let go of the hand full of the sweat of the beautiful woman.

He walked forward with a lamp.

"If it were me in Dragon City, I would do the same as Lord Ji and Li Tingshi."

"Why has Senior Brother changed now?"

Ouyang Rong stopped with the lamp, turned around and said, "Because the Pure Land is fake, here... It's hell. I realized that in my lifetime, I might never be able to turn it into a pure land. ”

Xie Lingjiang was stunned, "Then what should I do?" ”

Ouyang Rong smiled, and his tone was relaxed: "What else can I do, make do with it, what can I do?" ”

Seeing the senior brother who suddenly squeezed his eyebrows at her and made a strange look, Xie Lingjiang, who was deep in thought, couldn't help but laugh.

"Actually, it just needs to get better and better." He squinted and spoke.

"Do you want to make it better and better?" Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but glance at Senior Brother more: "I always feel that Senior Brother and Master are becoming more and more similar." ”

"Where?"

"Well, the same peace and composure, the same... It's hard to tell the difference. ”

Ouyang Rong waved his hand: "Illusion." I don't even know the Master, I haven't met anyone. ”

Xie Lingjiang blinked: "But someone's gifts have been sent to the master's study, anyway, who asked Father to help him send that gadget over?" ”

Ouyang Rong's daily thick-skinned face is like a shield:

"Didn't I hear that his old man also likes to settle accounts, I call the gentleman's friendship as light as water, no, it is called respecting the old and loving the young."

Xie Lingjiang chirped: "Hmph, old fox, little fox." ”

Ouyang Rong suddenly pointed to the white sky in the east, "Okay, it's dawn, it's time to go back." ”

With that, he turned around and left.

Xie Lingjiang looked at the back of someone holding the lamp and slipped away, covered his mouth and shouted:

"Wait, don't work any more, you go back and rest."

"Take a hammer rest." Ouyang Rong waved his hand: "In the morning, there is a state study and interpretation, and in the Temple of the Holy Ancestor, you have to go in advance." ”

"Okay, wait for me." Xie Lingjiang caught up: "I'll go too." ”

……

Inside the carriage, Ouyang Rong lay on the round and tight thighs of the little junior sister and fell asleep.

Arrived at the Temple of the Holy Ancestor on the same street as Yunshui Pavilion.

The Temple of the Holy Prophet was newly renovated the year before last, and it is still brand new.

In the early spring, before the start of the state school, there is a celebration to worship the Holy Teacher.

Ouyang Rong and Wang Lengran, as local governors, are also in charge of the education of state schools, and they need to personally lead the elders and young, act according to etiquette, and worship the sages.

It's just that Wang Lengran "asked for leave due to illness" early and couldn't come, and when the news came out, he was naturally ridiculed by the scholars in private, but the former obviously didn't care.

The morning sun shines on the temple's high cornices.

Ouyang Rong took his little junior sister and Yan Liulang to arrive ahead of schedule, and walked into the temple with a calm expression to meet the officials in charge of state studies.

Some of the scholars who came in and out of the door looked stunned, turned their heads, rubbed their eyes, and looked at Ouyang Rong's back in surprise.

It seems that he didn't expect that this low-key long history, who has been "avoiding" in the past, would come to the scene in person.

The state scholars rushed to shout.

Soon, the news that Jiangzhou Governor Shi Ouyang Lianghan came to the abbot of the Holy Ancestor Temple to worship spread among the Jiangzhou scholars.

The public opinion of Shilin in Xunyang City raised its head like the rising sun overhead, and it heated up rapidly.

The state schools in various states are the base camps of scholars, and the debates in the past are even more intense, Yue Ziang is a frequent visitor in Jiangzhou state schools, and he often makes bold remarks, as if he has the taste of opinion leaders.

Ouyang Rong didn't know that a few days ago, Yue Ziang and other scholars also threatened to ask him to come forward in person to talk to the Jiangzhou scholars.

However, it is estimated that Yue Ziang, who let go, know that it is a little unrealistic.

After all, the Liuzhou tragedy has just happened, and the governors of the ten provinces in the world are hiding away from the passionate scholars, and the imperial court is also turning a blind eye.

But today, Ouyang Rong actually "responded" and came as promised.

The Temple of the Holy Ancestor was crowded with Jiangzhou scholars, all of whom came to participate in the opening of the school that they had found boring in the past.

The scholars didn't seem to expect that they would have such a great influence, so they clamored vigorously and became emotional.

The sun was rising high in the sky.

When the sick young man in the white fur shawl walked up to the high platform in the center of the square where the statue of the sage was erected, they began to applaud in a disorderly manner.

Ouyang Rong looked at the crowd below, his eyelids raised, and he was slightly surprised.

As usual, he began to speak in a gentle tone.

……

(End of chapter)