"The moon is the brightness of my hometown. I understand what it feels like to be in a foreign land."

Ouyang Rong suddenly nodded and sighed:

"Sometimes when I think about it at night, I always feel that nothing is bigger than going home."

Qin Hengduo glanced at Ouyang Rong's expression:

"Perhaps Ouyang Changshi hasn't been home for a long time?"

Ouyang Rong nodded: "It's not bad, I just went back last night."

Qin Heng was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, smiled and nodded: "The general also often dreams about it. Where is Ouyang Changshi's home? Is it far away?"

"It's not far, but it's not far."

Ouyang Rong put down his tea cup, thought for a moment, and looked up at the roof.

There seemed to be memories in his eyes. He raised his hand to measure and gesture at random, and murmured: "Come and go, it seems to be less than ten meters..."

Qin Heng was confused: "Rice? Isn't it grain? How long is this distance?"

"fine."

Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes, smiled and said, "It's just a joke."

Qin Heng nodded, "What Ouyang Changshi said is quite interesting."

Ouyang Rong looked out the window, thought for a moment, and suddenly said:

"General Qin is reluctant to leave his soldiers and it is difficult for them to return. I also have a deep understanding of the matter. Guizhou Prefecture, Hongzhou Governor's Office, and Jiangzhou Governor's Office did not do it properly.

"I will go back and write a letter for them and do my best."

Qin Heng was surprised: "Thank you Ouyang Changshi!"

He stood up to bow, but Ouyang Rong held his shoulders:

"Wait a minute, listen to me first. Although I have submitted a letter, there is no guarantee that it will be useful.

"In terms of military affairs, I have not had any outstanding performance in the past. In the eyes of His Majesty and the princes, I may not have much say. If it involves water control or people's livelihood, the superiors may pay more attention to it.

"So General Qin is prepared that his letter will be useless."

Qin Heng nodded vigorously, his tone a little excited:

"This is natural, how can we force it? Changshi Ouyang wrote a letter on this matter, which has already somewhat offended Lan Changshi, Governor Zhu, and Governor Wang.

"It is a blessing for Lieutenant Su of the Third Regiment and others to be able to stand up and intercede. There is no reason for the general to blame them for their incompetence."

Ouyang Rong nodded with satisfaction, and immediately his face straightened: "However, I also have a small request."

"Please tell me the long history."

"Can you compile a list of the three hundred soldiers sent out by Jiangzhou Zhechong Prefecture and give it to me?"

"What does Changshi want from this list..."

Qin Heng looked at Ouyang Rong's calm expression, his words were stuck, he didn't ask any more questions, and his expression hesitated for a while.

"Can."

For a few moments, the two looked at each other in tacit understanding and toasted to each other...

It was on the afternoon of the third day after reminiscing at Yunshui Pavilion that Ouyang Rong received the list of soldiers of the Third Regiment of Jiangzhou's Third Zhechong Prefecture from Guoyi Captain Qin Heng.

Ouyang Rong put down his official duties and turned over the pages.

One regiment had a strength of 300 people, and the actual number of the third regiment was more than 290.

"The school captain Su Qian, the flag bearer Xie Li, the corps commander..."

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and muttered to himself, scanning them roughly.

It is true that most of them are local good family members in Jiangzhou.

Immediately, he took this list to the inner treasury of Jiangzhou Hall, followed the names and military households, and searched for the household registration files.

Ouyang Rong randomly selected a dozen copies and found the addresses of their family members in Jiangzhou one by one.

Put it in the book and leave.

The next day, Ouyang Rong called Yan Liulang, walked to a deserted place, turned around and gave instructions.

After a while, the latter took a certain booklet and went out...

A few days later, in the afternoon.

In Jiangzhou lobby, in the main hall, Ouyang Rong is working at his desk.

Yan Liulang walked in quickly. He didn't have time to change into the low-key uniform he was wearing. Ouyang Rong dismissed the others.

Yan Liulang reported the investigation of the past few days.

"Mingfu, the addresses of the military dependents you gave me, except for the military dependents who have moved away, all of them do have their own households.

"I have inquired one by one in the past two days, and it turns out that their son is indeed far away in Guizhou, hoarding land and guarding the border.

"And a batch of family letters have been sent back in the past ten days. They should be in Guizhou, safe and sound..."

Yan Liulang knows everything in detail.

"It seems to be true. It's not as complicated as I thought. It's probably not some weird operation by the Wei family."

Ouyang Rong nodded, poured a cup of tea for Yan Liulang, and handed it out:

"Thank you for your hard work, Rokuro."

Yan Liulang couldn't help but praise: "It's not hard work, but Mingfu is still cautious."

Ouyang Rong shook his head helplessly and muttered: "It's just persecution paranoia..."

After a while, Yan Liulang left.

Ouyang Rong took a long breath and looked at the list of soldiers of the Third Regiment stationed in Guizhou on the table.

He pursed his lower lip, straightened up, reached into the pen holder and picked out a handy wolf hair...

Ouyang Rong wrote a memorial as promised.

Accuse Guizhou Hall of breach of trust and delay, and oppose such childish actions.

It's a pity that after ten years, this memorial has just disappeared into the sea.

Ouyang Rong sighed slightly.

Unlike the last time when he submitted a memorial to the police but fell into disgrace, this time Ouyang Rong almost guessed the result.

The reason is very simple. In terms of military affairs, in the eyes of the court, he did not have much authority and did not have any brilliant achievements.

Therefore, the speeches of local military governors such as Governor Zhu of Hongzhou and Wang Lengran of Jiangzhou naturally did not carry as much weight.

A few days later, while Ouyang Rong was busy, he heard Chen Canjun trotting in and whispered:

"Lord Changshi, Lan Changshi is here again, the ship has just docked."

When Ouyang Rong heard this, he rubbed his eyebrows with his fingertips.

Because of the Liuzhou Massacre, Lan Changhao had a censor in the court to attend him, so according to the procedure, he had to go to Yangzhou, the seat of Jiangnan Province, to report his work to the chief of Jiangnan Province.

Not long ago, after colluding with the Hongzhou Governor's Office and the Jiangzhou Governor's Office to postpone the postponement, Lan Changhao went to Yangzhou to report on his duties.

We should be passing through Jiangzhou on our way back now.

Ouyang Rong thought for a while and went to receive him politely.

Soon, I saw the tall and thin Chang Shi with an arrogant face at the old place of the dock.

"Master Lan."

"Master Ouyang."

Lan Changhao cupped his hands, curled his lips, and spoke in a very polite tone.

Ouyang Rong entertained him and found that Lan Changhao seemed to be in a good mood, and his tone and attitude were much better when he spoke along the way.

It seems that it is not just as simple as reporting on work in Yangzhou...he thought to himself.

After a while, Lan Changhao said goodbye and left politely.

That day and night, Yan Liulang suddenly visited the Huaiye Lane residence.

As soon as they met, he immediately told Ouyang Rong the news:

Lan Changhao entertained Wang Lengran, General Yang and other officials and generals at a banquet in Xunyang Tower.

After Ouyang Rong listened, he was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"Ming Mansion, this Lan Changshi is so rude. Seeing that he is a guest from afar, Ming Mansion welcomes him seriously every time. But it's better for him. Every time he comes, he just walks to the Governor's Mansion.

"Now we are inviting local officials to a banquet in public, but only the Ming Dynasty is left out. Is this intentional or accidental?"

Yan Liulang held the knife and sneered:

"In other words, he shouldn't really think that he is the same level as the governor of a state. But as luck would have it, Guizhou lacks a governor, so he is just in charge of the military and political affairs of the state. Hehe, now he doesn't even look down on his governor.
To be continued...