"Mingfu forgot, last time I went to Yunshuige for dinner, you said that there are still many homeless and disabled people in Longcheng, Beitian Alms Home needs to be expanded, and the county government needs to give more support.

"A few days ago, the Ming government raised funds for the Zheyi Canal and Di Gongzha. The county Yamen Cao's treasury was much richer, so he spent hundreds of dollars to rebuild the Beitian Alms House together with Donglin Temple.

It was repaired and expanded, and a lot of houses were added."

Faced with the young county magistrate who has many noble people and forgets things, Yan Liulang, who has been running up and down these days, has a little sad look in his eyes.

The above sentence was really enough to break my leg... In other words, Ming Mansion probably didn't mention it casually that day.

Yan Liulang couldn't help but ask:

"The last repair was done in the first year of Jiushi. With the help of the county government's manpower, it was just completed yesterday. Master Shandao would like to ask you to inspect the Xincheng nursing home another day and give some valuable suggestions. I don't know if Mingfu has any

Time No.”

"Of course there is time."

Ouyang Rong closed the document again, handed it to the junior sister who was sorting the documents, and said with a smile:

"No wonder I haven't seen you in the past few days. Well, Rokuro was very effective in doing the job this time. He finished the job without making a sound. He has a certain speed and speed, which is not bad.

"Of course I have to make a trip. Rokuro can go make arrangements for the schedule."

"Okay." Yan Liulang cheered up.

Ouyang Rong smiled and took note of his subordinate's reaction.

Last time at Yunshui Pavilion, he helped several beggars in the alley outside the back door of the kitchen, including a disabled man.

At that time, Ouyang Rong thought of the mute girl with severed fingers in the Jingtu Palace and the old Taoist priest in the crane cloak, so he was inspired to tell Yan Liulang to ask the county government to sponsor the Beitian Nursing Home.

I never mentioned it later, because I wanted to wait until the Zheyi Canal and Dickong Gate were repaired, and then use the extra energy to take care of these good things for people's livelihood before leaving.

But he didn't expect Liulang to remember his words in his heart and finish the work without disturbing Ouyang Rong.

Regardless of whether Liulang, the county government officials and Master Shandao of Donglin Temple were trying to please him as the county magistrate, his subjective initiative is still worthy of praise, and it also means that the county government officials can actually do things, provided that they have a

A Shangguan who clearly distinguishes rewards and punishments and does not mix his merits and demerits.

Therefore, even before the ribbon-cutting ceremony, Ouyang Rong didn't want to walk around and scare others.

But this time he had to find time to go there and express his gratitude. After all, leading the team, the most important thing is that the people below should keep their hearts together.

In addition, Ouyang Rong is actually a little selfish personally.

The Beitian Sanatorium of Donglin Temple was the place where he first set foot after leaving the Pure Land Palace.

I don’t know, Master, but the mute girl with the broken finger and the old Taoist man wearing a crane cloak are both there.

If I have a chance this time, I might as well go visit them...

The young county magistrate thought in his heart.

On the other side, Yan Liulang stepped out of the threshold with brisk steps, holding an umbrella and preparing to go to the clerk's office to make arrangements for the Ming Dynasty.

"Wait."

In the dark lobby on a rainy day, Ouyang Rong read the second document by the skylight beside the eaves of the dripping rain curtain, and suddenly called out to the blue-robed head catcher.

He scanned the documents sent from Jiangzhou and asked without raising his head:

"Master Shen and Master Wang, will they be able to arrive at Dragon City around noon on the 15th?"

"That's right."

Yan Liulang nodded:

"President Diao County and the officials of the Governor's Office took over and made arrangements. At noon on the 15th, the Ming Dynasty went to Shiliting outside the city to personally pick up the officials from Jiangzhou. They took a boat directly to Penglangdu and rushed to Yuenu Gorge.

, attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Dickong Gate in the afternoon.”

"We will pick you up at noon and have a ribbon-cutting ceremony in the afternoon..." Ouyang Rong thought for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Then Liulang will inform them and make arrangements. My inspection trip to Beitian Nursing Home will be scheduled on the 15th

Let's go in the morning.

"It just so happens that Shili Pavilion on the outskirts of the city is not far from Dagushan. It's only a few steps away."

Yan Liulang outside the door didn't think much, nodded, cupped his hands and said:

"Okay, Mingfu, I'll go and inform the secretary. By the way, there's also Donglin Temple. Arrangements must be made then."

Wait until the blue-clothed head catcher leaves.

Ouyang Rong turned his head.

He smiled at a female master in red dress who had not tidied the table for a long time and seemed to be getting more and more messy:

"Junior sister, I'm just on my way. Let's go to the Donglin Temple Fair early on the morning of the 15th. After asking for signatures for the little sister of the Su family, we'll go to Beitian Nursing Home. You haven't been there yet...

"Well, if we go early in the morning, we can still catch a vegetarian meal at Donglin Temple's Zaozhaiyuan. I haven't had pickled radish for a long time, so I miss it."

Xie Lingjiang, who was lowering his head, glanced at the senior brother's seemingly happy expression.

She bit her lower lip and praised:

"Senior brother is really good at managing time. His schedule was not delayed at all and he made full use of it."

Ouyang Rong didn't notice the look of the woman behind him.

"Where, where."

He put his hands behind his back and looked up at the rain curtain outside the lobby. He seemed to be in a good mood and smiled modestly.

When Xie Lingjiang saw this, he went out today without tying up his chest too tightly, and he suddenly felt uneasy for a while.

She couldn't help it, and asked sourly:

"So I accompanied my junior sister to Donglin Temple to ask for a visa. It was just a side trip. It was mainly official business, right senior brother?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xie Lingjiang felt a little regretful.

After self-reflection, I felt that speaking like this was a bit too petty and inconsistent with the upbringing of a noble girl with the fifth surname and the Xie family tradition.

On the other hand, the rational side feels that the senior brother is the magistrate of a county, and it is normal for him to focus on official duties. She should be happy and supportive. What the hell is this angry tone.

But just for a moment, I couldn't control my mouth, and the words fell out like beans from a bamboo tube.

I want to see a man's caring reaction right away.

I don’t blame Xie Lingjiang either.

If the relationship between men and women can always remain absolutely rational, then what else will God do to give the world's emotional brains?

Seeing that his senior brother looked stunned and turned around, Xie Lingjiang hurriedly added:

"You're joking, senior brother, don't take it seriously. Senior brother has a good schedule. It saves trouble. Junior sisters can do it."

Ouyang Rong looked at Xie Lingjiang's slightly cold face.

There was a little doubt in his eyes:

"Junior sister, this time Donglin Temple asks for a signature, did you arrange something else that you didn't tell me?"

Xie Ling, Jiang Fang's heart suddenly jumped like a deer, but her expression was well hidden, and she snorted softly:

"It's nothing. Senior brother is very busy with official duties on the 15th day. How can I disturb him with other things?"

Ouyang Rong looked at her for a while, until the latter lowered her head and stared back in annoyance, he said slowly:

"I understand."

Xie Ling Jiang's heart was clenched, and the eyes that glared at him softened, like a proud white swan that became cowardly.

"Junior sister is not asking for a signature on behalf of the little sister of the Su family. She clearly wants to bring her with her."

Ouyang Rong smiled softly, his expression as if he was holding a pearl of wisdom:

"The schedule is all arranged now, but in the morning of the 15th, or the next night, the junior sister will tell me 'temporarily' that the little sister of the Su family has time to go out, and take her with me.

What kind of marriage fortune do you ask for at the temple fair in Donglin Temple...

"Junior sister, is that true or not?"

"..." Xie Lingjiang.

"Well. Junior sister didn't say anything, so she was guessed, right? Well, that's really the case..." Ouyang Rong sighed.

Looking at the elder brother's helpless expression, I had guessed this, could I change the routine?

Xie Lingjiang suddenly wanted to beat someone up.

Without him, my hands are itchy, and my senior brother is indebted to you.

Ouyang Rong didn't realize the warning sign with the word "danger" hanging faintly on his forehead.

He shook his head and sighed:

"Junior sister, this is not like your style. Was it aunt's idea..."

"Senior brother, do you know the little girl from the Su family?"

"I don't know." Ouyang Rong shook his head.

I don’t know him, but I’ve seen him before.
To be continued...