Chapter 117 Give the County Magistrate a little shock to the Liu family
Ouyang Rong did not suspect that there was something fishy hidden in Guyue Sword Shop at first.
Until several things were recently connected by him:
The strange flood in Yunmengze.
The Liu family made prophetic preparations for each of the floods.
It is said that the tripod and tripod sword that contain mythical power may have the ability to cause floods.
There is a precedent of forging tripod swords on the west bank of Butterfly Creek.
The unknown core interests of the Liu family that Broken Wing Qu may harm.
The time spent with the Liu family was amazingly patient and sincere.
There are also suspicious points revealed in the matter of picking up Ah Qing a few days ago.
Strange old craftsmanship.
The inexplicable sword baptism ceremony of the Kasan Sword Furnace and the missing female spike worker.
A qi practitioner from the Fang Warlock Taoist lineage...
The junior sister may be affected by inertial thinking and inherent experience, but Ouyang Rong is a foreigner who habitually breaks away from the constraints of the things in front of him and flies to a certain God's perspective to observe and think.
His intuition always vaguely felt that something was brewing around him.
Ouyang Rong has been to almost all of Longcheng County, except for one place: Guyue Sword Shop.
This is also a blind spot that he and the forces of Longcheng County Government cannot touch for the time being.
It was like a small map filled with the fog of war. He had almost explored it, but there was still a small area in the center where gray fog was always lingering.
How not to make people want to move.
So that day, after the Liu family sincerely returned Ah Qing's deed of betrayal, Ouyang Rong agreed to Liu Ziwen's previous request and personally sent a letter to Jiangzhou City, inviting Mr. Shen to visit Longcheng County to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Di Gong Gate.
Then he turned around and asked Yan Liulang and Liu Ashan to step up preparations.
On the west bank of Butterfly Creek, there is a mysterious sword shop.
Ouyang Rong decided to search.
Only by going in to find out more could he leave with peace of mind.
Ouyang Rong opened his eyes on the reclining chair.
Looking at the empty hall, he muttered:
"It seems that the merit points have increased a lot in the past few days... I have to go and see."
Since the morning of the day before yesterday, Ouyang Rong's ears have been ringing with a series of crisp wooden fish sounds, and a sum of merit points has been received one after another.
At first, he was quite vigilant, wondering if it was similar to what happened to Ah Qing, but later he discovered that this wave of merit points was increasing continuously, from morning to night.
Although the frequency is not intense and the volume each time is not large and a little short, it is better than lasting.
A steady flow of water is the way to go.
This wave is somewhat similar to the period of merit growth after Ouyang Rong built a suburban disaster relief camp.
Later Ouyang Rong roughly determined the source.
Combined with the Di newspaper received a few days ago, there is also a letter of gratitude from the Xingzi County Magistrate who visited Di Gong Gate.
It must be that the more than 160,000 shi of food he raised arrived in Jiangzhou City and various disaster-stricken counties, and began to play the role of life-saving food.
Ouyang Rongfang felt at ease.
Then he concentrated his attention and faded away the noisy influence of the continuous crisp wooden fish sounds in his ears. This was a method he had accidentally discovered before, which could reduce the noise in his mind. It was regarded as entering the do not disturb mode and would not interfere with Ouyang Rong's daily work.
and life, and receive timely feedback.
But in fact, he is somewhat accustomed to the sound of wooden fish. After all, he is a man who can fall asleep peacefully while listening to the Great Compassion Mantra...
Ouyang Rong felt refreshed as this long-lost wave of large sums of merit entered the pagoda.
It has only slowed down the frequency of growth until today.
At the moment, the junior sister seemed to be in a daze on the porch outside the door, so she didn't come in to disturb her.
Ouyang Rong closed his eyes and entered the ancient ancient tower above the sea of mind again.
Still the same.
Everything in the tower was completely silent.
Fortunately, the bell is quiet and has no fever.
The blue-gold font above the small wooden fish quietly stays on a line of numbers:
[Merits: Twelve thousand and eighty-one]
Hit a new high.
Previously, the highest merit value was only "11,631".
As a result, he later exchanged a blessing of 3,000 merit points at Yunshui Pavilion, which fell below his bottom line of 10,000 merit points.
Now it finally rose back up again, even slightly surpassing it.
The more than 160,000 shi of grain donated by Najun was not in vain.
Ouyang Rong looked pleased, and when he saw the little wooden fish in front of him, he felt that he looked pretty.
I couldn't help but reach out and touch the quiet and well-behaved dog.
Not to mention, it feels round and warm in the hand, and the texture is delicate and smooth, which is really good.
He took a long breath and relaxed a little.
This is called having "food" in your hands and not panicking in your heart.
With 10,000 merit points guaranteed, Ouyang Rong can go to the Pure Land Palace at any time.
The initiative is in his hands.
Besides, there is so much extra, I guess no matter how you deduct it, there will still be some leftover.
Ouyang Rong thought about it carefully and found that he had not had any merit deducted recently.
Occasionally I would ride in a carriage or the bow of a boat, but the bumps on the road were too great. I couldn't help but glance worriedly at the little junior sister running around, but it seemed that no merit points had been deducted.
I don’t know if it’s because the junior sister didn’t notice the whole process, or because gentlemen can try it out for free.
What? Can’t you just look away? Just stay there?
Ouyang Rong is not a saint.
He has been telling people about it since the Pure Land Palace.
Even if it incorporates the memory of a gentleman from this life, it is still dominated by thoughts from the past life.
In order to go back these days, I try my best to suppress myself and try to be a gentleman, so this is the only repertoire of "junior sisters are not on guard" on weekdays.
But the real situation is that the "Haoran righteousness" in his body is about to overflow.
After all, the guy who joined a weird postgraduate entrance examination group and silently saved the photo album after seeing the group friends posting pictures, how could he be such a serious person?
So let the child go quickly, I can't hold it anymore... Ouyang Rong cleared his mind, turned around and prepared to leave the Merit Tower.
Before leaving, he seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but look back at the fortune clock that seemed to be in the sage's hour.
"I almost forgot, it seems that the blessings exchanged for three thousand merit points haven't come yet... It's been so many days, why hasn't there been any news?"
Ouyang Rong shook his head, muttered a few words, turned around and left.
Behind him, a certain ancient bronze bell remained motionless.
…
The bright moon is like frost, and the wind is like water.
At night, the evening breeze from the river is extremely cool, blowing away the humidity of the day.
Just when Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang returned to Meiluyuan for dinner after a long day of traveling.
At the other end of Longcheng County, there was also a family having dinner.
In the dining room of the Liu family mansion, the three brothers Liu Ziwen, Liu Zi'an and Liu Zilin, and Liu Ziwen's first wife, Mrs. Xu, sat around a small round table and engrossed themselves in eating.
The table was quiet except for the sound of dishes and chopsticks.
Liu Ziwen ate in silence.
Neither Liu Zian nor Liu Zilin spoke first.
The eldest sister-in-law, Mrs. Xu, served the two brothers-in-law with rice and vegetables in a familiar manner.
Since his last trial in the street outside the county government office, Liu Zilin has become a lot more lonely after recovering from his injury.
Probably because he suffered all the beatings in his life at the hands of a certain young county magistrate, and was later forced to kneel down and apologize to the young magistrate and the noble daughter of the Xie family in Yuanming Tower.
A certain third young master of the Liu family estimated that he was a little bit autistic due to the treatment.
The perverse and arrogant arrogance he had before was extinguished by a basin of cold water or was hidden silently.
Anyway, the Liu family dining table has been quite quiet lately.
There is one less character who likes to be arrogant and talk nonsense.
In the hall, halfway through dinner, a maid suddenly came over and whispered a few words to Mrs. Xu. It turned out that the youngest son was crying and was not eating. Mrs. Xu told the three brothers of the Liu family and left quickly with the maid.
The relationship between Liu Ziwen and Xu was dull. The former was devoted to his family business, but the couple had a son named Chuanzhi.
"Brother, do you want to go and see it?"
Liu Zian silently withdrew his gaze from the departing figure of his elder sister-in-law, took the lead in breaking the silence at the dinner table, and tried to ask his eldest brother.
Liu Ziwen lowered his head to eat without raising his eyelids. He reached out to pick up the vegetables and said, "Women's matters."
At this time, a lame butler came to the hall. He hung his hands by his side and stopped respectfully to wait.
After finishing the rice in the bowl, he took the white handkerchief from the slave and wiped his mouth, saying calmly:
"explain."
Liu Fu said seriously:
"Master, regarding the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Di Gong Gate, the county magistrate has received a reply. The county magistrate said that he has invited Supervisor Mr. Shen to come. Mr. Shen replied and agreed, and he will attend as promised."
"Not bad." Liu Ziwen nodded.
Liu Zian put down the bowl, and Liu Fu and others saw the look and stepped back one after another.
Only the three Liu brothers were left in the house.
Liu Zian pondered:
"Brother, why did Ouyang Lianghan agree so readily? He actually invited someone here. Is there any fraud?"
Liu Ziwen glanced at him: "If there is a deceit, then you have to have a life to do it."
Liu Zian was thoughtful.
Liu Zilin, who was cooking next to him, couldn't help but stop his chopsticks and asked:
"Eldest brother, second brother, didn't you say you want to behead someone? Just let the swordsman who is just eating and drinking do it. Why are you preparing for the ribbon-cutting ceremony later?"
Liu Zian frowned:
"Who said you have to use a 'sword' to behead? No matter how sharp a sword is, there is a risk of backlash. If there are four ounces of tricks that can have the same effect, why do you have to use a 'sword' and get your hands dirty?"
Liu Zilin was stunned, "Second brother, you mean to prepare with both hands? If one move doesn't work, then switch to another move?"
He paused and suddenly realized:
"So the ribbon-cutting ceremony at Di Gongzha is also a beheading? It can also make Ouyang Lianghan's head fall to the ground! And save a 'sword'?"
Liu Ziwen and Liu Zian did not answer after hearing this, as if they were too lazy to say anything more, and ignored Liu Zilin, who looked excited.
Liu Zian turned around and showed some worry, and said hesitantly:
"Brother, that is the inspector sent by the imperial court to provide disaster relief and investigate the case. If we do that, will it..."
"What does it have to do with our Liu family?"
Liu Ziwen suddenly tilted his head and asked with a 'curious' look on his face:
"Isn't it true that the Digong Gate was built under the supervision of the county government? Our Liu family only provided money and people. Everything was done at the behest of Ouyang County Magistrate and Longcheng County Government. What does it have to do with us?
"Besides, it's not like there's no precedent for Digong Gate collapsing."
The young head of the Liu family said calmly:
"And people all over the county say that there is a dragon king under the water. It was the dragon king who was dissatisfied with the county's parents and officials for demolishing the temple and not worshiping it for a long time, so he was angry and knocked down the Duke Di Gate. As a result, a county magistrate or other officials accidentally died, which is quite reasonable.
Isn't it... This is a natural disaster, a natural disaster.
"No matter what you say, it has nothing to do with our Liu family. No one can throw dirty water on it."
Liu Zian frowned slightly:
"Brother, it's not that I don't dare to take action, I'm just afraid of the subsequent impact... If someone above insists on saying it's a 'man-made disaster' and wants to get to the bottom of it, it might be troublesome. After all, he is an official of the imperial court..."
Liu Ziwen was the first to say: "Then clean your hands and feet. The Duke Di Gate collapsed many times and no one suspected anything...Besides."
He paused, with a meaningful expression on his face, and said to the sickly young man in brocade clothes across from him:
"Second brother, there is no one above us. Why do you think I asked the supervisor to come here? Just on a whim? The death of one Ouyang Lianghan is actually enough for us. Why bother with an supervisor if you have nothing to do?"
Liu Zian sighed: "I thought that the eldest brother was worried that the supervisor in Jiangzhou would interfere with Longcheng and affect our major events."
"Maybe it's possible, but it's not the main reason."
Liu Ziwen also sighed:
"Second brother, there are some things that our family cannot decide. Since we are under the protection of the Wei family, we must do our best to assist with some of the orders from above."
Liu Zian said calmly: "For example, what about that family?"
Liu Ziwen didn't answer. He reached out and took out a letter that had been opened once and handed it to Liu Zian.
Liu Zian and Liu Zilin, who turned sideways, lowered their eyes to read the letter.
After he finished browsing and understood the instructions from "above", Liu Zian took a slight breath:
"This new governor of Jiangzhou, Mr. Wang, is the backer that Boss Li hired for us?"
Liu Ziwen nodded and smiled:
"I have already invited Mr. Wang. On the day of the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Duke Di Gate, he will come with Shen Xisheng. By then...
"Ouyang Lianghan and Longcheng County Government cut corners on the water conservancy project, causing the supervisor Shen and Ouyang Lianghan themselves to both die. Jiangzhou Governor Wang will step forward to investigate the accident thoroughly.
"We, the Liu family, are good citizens of Longcheng. We will definitely cooperate and expose the perverse actions of the former Longcheng County Magistrate Ouyang Lianghan that have caused outrage since he took office in Longcheng, as well as the cronies installed in the county government. All these
, will be completely wiped out by Mr. Wang, and a peaceful world will be restored to the thousands of people in Longcheng County.
"Second brother, third brother, what do you think of this drama?"
Liu Zilin's face flushed with excitement, Liu Zian was thoughtful, and finally relaxed a little regardless of the look in his eyes.
Liu Ziwen said seriously to his second brother, who was always worried and overthinking:
"Don't worry, even if the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up. The Wei family will not let anything happen to us. Besides, Lord Wang will handle all this when the time comes. After we cooperate with Lord Wang's investigation, we will be honest and continue to forge swords.
The date is approaching, so don’t worry about anything.”
Liu Zian nodded slightly, as if thinking of something again, pointed at the letter, and asked with a puzzled expression:
"By the way, brother, the Wei family asked Mr. Wang to cooperate with us. What is the gift list we are looking for from Shen Xisheng? Is it important to the Wei family to set up such a murderous trap?"
Liu Ziwen didn't look at him. He lowered his head and picked up the tea cup, took a sip of hot tea and said calmly:
"As for that family, let's not ask too much. We just need to take care of the sword making. These matters are left to the king... to handle."
"yes, Sir."
Liu Ziwen suddenly raised his head and put down his teacup:
"By the way, how is the preparation for the thing that I asked you to inform the Jade Princess to prepare? If you want to hold a 'grand and brilliant' ribbon-cutting ceremony, you can't do it without it."