Chapter 528: Ku Yi Ku... call me names... (please vote for me!)

"I heard the deceased's name was Wang Yu.

"It was Aunt Wang's youngest son who accidentally drowned and died tragically the night before. In broad daylight, he jumped down from the giant Buddha that was about to be repaired.

"Good guy, at that time, high officials such as King Xunyang and Xin Changshi were still inspecting down below. He fell to death directly in front of them. I heard that the scene was very tragic and many people vomited on the spot.

"I heard that the kind-hearted King Xunyang was helped out by the prince after the incident. He must have been very frightened."

"Haha, I think the deputy envoy Lin You who airborne from Luoyang is more interesting. I heard that King Xunyang and others looked at him with suspicion at that time, but the deputy envoy Lin You said he had nothing to do with him..."

"Tsk tsk, is this an act of sophistry, or is it really innocent and unlucky?"

"Who knows...but the most interesting thing is that I heard that the coroner later found a blood letter on Wang Yu's body."

"Blood book?"

"That's right, it's a blood book. It directly accuses Lin Cheng, the right deputy envoy of the Jiangnan Supervisory Committee, and Wang Lengran, the governor of Jiangzhou, together with the traitorous merchants Pei and Shen Er, to intimidate their beloved, buy and sell by force, kill people's lives, and set fire to their mother Wang. A tragic death..."

"Wow……"

"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down, I heard that the governor's office is blocking the news... No, they are putting up a notice to seriously refute the rumors, ordering the public not to spread 'rumors' about the Wang family..."

"Now the new chief, Shi Yuan Huaimin, is soft-tempered, and he is suppressed by the governor Wang Lengran in government affairs. The governor's office has more power than Jiangzhou Hall, and he is not as free to speak as before. Please lower your voice and don't send the boss lady in. We have lost a husband, but we have lost a teahouse... Well, I feel a little nostalgic for the time when Ouyang Lianghan was here."

"Don't worry, Mrs. Xu, rumors stop with the wise. We are absolutely tight-lipped and won't tell you anything if we are caught..."

In the morning, at a tea shop in the corner of Xunyang City Street, the old lady proprietress who was settling accounts at the counter was looking at a group of long-tongued tea patrons who were whispering with a dark face. Some tea patrons stretched their necks towards her from time to time. Yoha, joking.

In the teahouse, an elderly tea patron who had been sitting all morning nodded and answered:

"That young man, Chang Shi, is really good at his job. At least Xingzifang is not fussy at all. It is not as smoky as it is now. The prices in the vegetable market have been so old that I can hardly understand them. The price of pork has almost doubled. .

"The poor people next to Chengtian Temple were all driven out. Not only did they have no place to live, but I heard that the governor's office did not allow them to affect the appearance of the city near the Donglin Buddha... They drove people everywhere, causing the whole city to suffer. The public security is not very good.”

Someone poured tea and shook his head:

"Yes, it's better not to mess around. Not to mess around is the greatest form of good governance. When the top is calm, there will be smoke and fire below... Sometimes we are not afraid of the incompetence of officials, but we are afraid that we like to mess with things.

"The great thing about Ouyang Lianghan is that he knows where to move and where not to move, or in other words, when to move, and there are priorities.

"Take the former Xingzifang as an example. It was the main difficulty in Xunyang on the surface. I don't know how many Jiangzhou officials wanted to attack this place to gain political achievements. But when Ouyang Lianghan took office, the Communist Party did not mention it in public. After a few words of Xingzifang... I could tell right away that this person was awesome."

"The old gentleman is very knowledgeable. Ouyang Lianghan is indeed a long history of the people of Xunyang. How can he be like now..."

"Okay, okay, be careful what you say, be careful what you say..."

In a corner of the teahouse, a handsome young man put down his teacup, silently walked to the counter, took out the money and paid. Under the furtive glances of the proprietress, he walked out of the teahouse and walked towards the Jiangzhou lobby.

Apart from being handsome, not many people in the teahouse noticed this low-key young man in a shirt wearing a felt hat.

Ouyang Rong just went to the Supervisory Yuan and asked Rong Zhen to prepare to participate in a poetry meeting.

But there was no sign of the cold and cold girl in palace attire.

It’s so early in the morning and I don’t know where people are.

So on his way back, Ouyang Rong stopped at a tea shop and drank some tea.

Ouyang Rong walked unhurriedly. What he heard in the tea shop just now did not cause any emotion on his face. He just buried his head and took a few bites of the cold tea cake when he heard that both mother and son of the Wang family died tragically in the fire.

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Jiangzhou lobby.

Ouyang Rong just walked into the main hall door and saw Li Xian, Li Dalang and his son waiting.

Yuan Huaimin and Yan Liulang were accompanying him.

Seeing Ouyang Rong return, the four people rushed to greet him.

"Tanlang!"

"Where has Lianghan gone?"

"Supervisory Yuan." Ouyang Rong explained and asked calmly:

"Your Majesty, why is the prince here?"

After saying that, he looked at the two of them for a moment.

Li Xian's face was still a little dazed, and he was a little absent-minded when talking to people, as if he hadn't gotten over something yet.

It was only when they saw Ouyang Rong that they came back to their senses.

"Liang Han, do you know what happened to the old lady of the Wang family and Wang Yu in Qingyang Hengjie?"

Ouyang Rong nodded lightly.

"I heard something. What's wrong?"

Yuan Huaimin said weakly: "Brother Lianghan, you were not at the scene yesterday, so you couldn't feel the shock."

"Well, that makes sense."

Li Dalang was a little confused and asked:

"Tan Lang, what should we do now? The Xingzifang statue is my grandmother's will, but now that something like this has happened, what should we do? I understand why Liang Han strongly opposed it in the first place."

Ouyang Rong said nothing and lowered his eyes slightly.

Li Xian raised his head and said:

"Liang Han, I want to report to the imperial court that Lin Cheng is too utilitarian and cruel and has brought infamy for His Majesty. We cannot let him get away with it. I want to take part in the matter of Wang Yu, a scholar from Jiangzhou Prefecture!"

His eyes were a little red and he said:

"Liang Han, if you have any good suggestions, why don't we submit a letter together? You understand Jiangzhou affairs and can refute Lin Cheng."

Ouyang Rong and Li Xian's father and son looked at each other for a while, then shook their heads slightly:

"My suggestion is not to go online, calm down, wait a few days and see."

"Why is this! Lin Cheng has nominally disregarded human life and forced the Wang family's mother and son to death in public!"

Li Xian spoke eagerly:

"Tanlang, I know that I was wrong, and I shouldn't have advised you like that in the first place!

"Now it seems that what you did at that time was not wrong at all. For people like Lin Cheng, compromising is a kind of indulgence!

"Tan Lang, do you know how I felt when I went to Xingzifang to inspect the Giant Buddha and saw the smashed corpse falling in front of me?

"My face is burning with pain. I just feel that if I stand with Lin Cheng, even for a moment, I am his accomplice! The inspection of the Xingzifang statue is nothing!"

Ouyang Rongduo glanced at Li Xian, whose cheeks were bulging, and still advised:

"As I said before, today is different from the past. Your Majesty, please stay calm."

"This king..."

Li Xian took a deep breath and whispered to himself:

"Tanlang, I still decide to write a letter and talk about it, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

He took out a memorial from his sleeve and said with a troubled face:

"I finished it last night. I read it several times in the morning and revised a few drafts. I was a little worried about not being sure, so I came to Staff Tanlang to polish it up..."

Ouyang Rong, who had been idle at home these days, was silent for a moment, made an exception and took the memorial, and quickly browsed it with his eyes lowered.

"Here...here...all those scolding Lin Cheng and Wang Lengran have been deleted. What Mrs. Wang said can be kept..."

After a few brief suggestions, he returned the memorial and turned around to enter.

Li Xian, who was happy when he saw that he was willing to help as a consultant, was stunned for a moment and asked to stay: "Don't Tan Lang submit a letter together?"

"No."

Ouyang Rong shook his head, packed up his things in the lobby, put on his coat, and walked out.

"Where are Tanlang going?"

"Go back to Huaiye Lane to buy vegetables." He answered truthfully.

Everyone looked at Ouyang Rong's unconcerned back in silence.

A day flies by quickly.

In the evening, when Ouyang Rong was preparing to pack his things and leave early for his next shift, he saw the cold figure of a girl in palace clothes appearing at the door.

"Ouyang Lianghan, I heard that you came to see me this morning?"

"Um."

"What's the matter?"

Ouyang Rong explained his intention, and Rong Zhen waved his hand in a hurry:

"The poetry meeting is not urgent. I am busy with other things this morning."

Ouyang Rong didn't ask any questions, nodded "Oh" and turned around to leave.

Rong Zhen couldn't help but call him:
To be continued...