Xie Lingjiang actually started calling Tan Lang "senior brother".
It was quite sudden. Remember, didn't you always call her "Brother Lianghan" before? But Tanlang addressed her as "Brother Lingjiang" and "Little Junior Sister" in a mixed manner, speaking casually and smoothly.
In the Meiluxuan hall, Ms. Zhen, who was wearing a green skirt and a green belt over her shoulders, turned to look at the two people walking by her who were talking and laughing, with a suspicious look on her face.
When this somewhat arrogant lady of the Xie family came to her in the afternoon to ask about Tan Lang's whereabouts, didn't she call her Brother Lianghan with a straight face? Why did she change her tune when she came back in the evening?
Could it be that Tanlang was playing hard to get, deliberately neglecting the girl for a few days, and then suddenly giving her some warmth? Just like how she usually trains the maid... the woman in the skirt is a dark contrast.
Are you finally enlightened?
Zhen took the opportunity to pull Ouyang Rong outside the door and asked:
"Why are you all dirty again? What are you doing, Tanlang? Hurry up and take a shower before serving the table. Pay attention to your appearance. I'll let Banxi boil the water..."
Ouyang Rong shook his head, "No need for now, I'm just going back to Luming Street to pick up a copy of the official documents from the Yamen, and by the way, I'll bring my junior sister over for a meal. I have to go to the outskirts of the city to deal with some things in the evening, and I may come back very late. Auntie, please rest early, don't
waited."
In the open space of the county government compound, the vegetation behind everyone just blocked the candlelight from the court hall. Most of the young county magistrate's body melted into the shadows. Xie Lingjiang could not see clearly what he was doing at this moment.
On his expression, he could only see a pair of eyes staring at the ground.
In the open space outside the main hall of the court, the three young men who were closest to Diao County Magistrate who reported the news, and the two standing on the left and right, were all so shocked that they couldn't help turning their heads to look at the young magistrate in the middle.
.
There was a sudden silence inside and outside the county government office.
Seeing that the man beside her had not moved for a long time, Xie Lingjiang was about to reach out to pick it up, but in the next second, a cold palm suddenly snatched it away. The speed was so fast that it touched the back of her hand, so she knew that his palm was cold.
It's cold and a little painful.
"good."
"Just let us fend for ourselves." Xie Lingjiang nodded and said. Someone was silent.
Ouyang Rong nodded, looked towards the outskirts of the city, and whispered:
"Rokuro, don't worry. I will go to the disaster relief camp every day. Nothing will happen to me as long as I am here. And if even I, the county magistrate, can't do the job and make up for some gaps, then even if they are all dispersed, what should I do?"
It can still be concluded.”
The three of them walked out of Meiluyuan and first went to the Longcheng County Government Office. Ouyang Rong approved some documents in the temporary office, stamped them with his official seal and handed them to the clerk. He met with Xie Yan and the two people waiting outside the door to prepare.
Leave.
Yan Liulang wiped his mouth and sighed: "With this flood, I can hardly afford to eat, and I am still thinking about these grudges."
But at this moment, the flustered Prime Minister Diao led two men dressed as post officials and rushed into the county government gate, waving a few thin pieces of letter paper in his hand.
Tonight he has to go to the newly built Shuangjiang Camp to inspect. In addition, he also has to deal with the medical care issues of some refugees. The number of doctors recruited by the county is not enough. He is considering whether to go to Xia Donglin Temple... Ouyang Rong is now the queen.
Later I discovered that the Donglin Temple of the "Green Lantern Ancient Buddha" was really damn rich.
Everyone was in a good mood after dinner. After finishing the last bite of rice, Ouyang Rong took Xie Lingjiang and Yan Liulang out without stopping.
"Three thousand... stones?" the young county magistrate lowered his head and muttered to himself.
"Well, Mingtang, the main reason is that I feel a little uneasy. No county magistrate has ever done this before. I guess I am afraid that it will be difficult to manage when there are too many people."
Yan Liulang put down his bowl and asked: "Mingtang, the work-for-relief these days has indeed reduced the number of refugees and thieves, and the security in the city has also improved a lot, but will anything happen if we gather so many refugees on the outskirts of the city?"
Xie Ling Jiang Muran turned his head.
After Diao Xiancheng finished speaking, the whole place fell into silence.
Ouyang Rong held the official document between his fingers, flicked it, and said with a curious expression: "You mean, in three months, I and the 12,981 victims only had this official document and less than one
Twelve thousand shi of food?"
"Yes, he is worried too."
Ouyang Rong was a little worried and reminded: "Don't put everything on the plate, leave some for me."
"It said that the county magistrate should think of some ways. If there is not enough money and food, he can call on local landlords and wealthy households to donate surplus food, or collect food from temples and Taoist temples... It will all work. It can share the worries of the state and county and tide over the difficulties.
After the disaster is over, we can give them some welfare policies, tax exemptions, etc. These can be left to the county magistrate to make his own decisions. You can even borrow some grain from the squires and landlords now, and you can naturally pay it back when the disaster relief grain arrives..."
Diao Xiancheng said helplessly: "That's what the above said. This is an official document to Mingtang... and the above also explained one of the most important things, which is to stabilize the underlying order during disaster relief, especially...
Refugees, we must not allow any mistakes in this regard. This is the bottom line of the imperial court and the most important aspect of post-disaster supervision and assessment. In addition, any mistakes in other places can be appropriately forgiven."
"Stop talking about this." The young county magistrate suddenly said: "You only need to tell me how much food is left in Jimincang? How much of the promised disaster relief food can be allocated within three months?"
"What I'm busy with isn't some hard-fought case, it's just a bunch of grudges and grudges. I really don't know where they hid so many swords. The disputes left by my fathers more than ten years ago, now that I have the opportunity, my sons and grandsons will all
Go back and turn over your sword and come out to take revenge."
"Really, men should be more generous."
She still had in her mind the scene of hard work and vitality she had seen in the afternoon.
"Mingtang Mingtang, it's not good, it's not good! News came from Jiangzhou that the Jimin warehouse prepared for disaster relief was opened three days ago according to the imperial decree. However, the hundreds of thousands of stones of rice stored in it disappeared, and only the Jimin warehouse was left.
Less than a quarter full!”
"..."
"So she likes to eat this?" The woman's attention was diverted, she lowered her head and sniffed it, and said happily: "Okay, okay, okay."
Zhen: "You..."
Xie Lingjiang picked up a piece of pickled radish and nodded: "Yan and Zhao in the north have many generous and tragic people, and Wu and Yue in the south are the land of revenge and hatred, not a place of evil. Looking through the history of Qing Dynasty, both places are rich in small and broad-minded people.
Dead Assassin."
But honest people are the strongest, as long as they are ignited.
No one spoke, and no one dared to speak first, because there was one person who was silent.
The calm tone of the man who happened to be standing in the shadow of a tree made Diao Xian Cheng take a step back subconsciously. However, when the matter came to pass, he could only bite the bullet and repeat it again, and then hurriedly said:
"Now the whole Jiangzhou City is in chaos. The social secretary of Jimincang hanged himself in fear of crime. A large number of officials below the governor of Jiangzhou have been suspended from their posts. The Jiangnan Supervisory Envoy who was sent to supervise the disaster relief has also been stationed in Jiangzhou City. One person has been investigated and imprisoned.
One hundred and thirty people..."
Without thinking much, he smiled and said: "Okay, then I have to lead the team to deal with security matters. I can't stay with Mingtang all the time, so I'll ask Miss Xie to look after me on my behalf."
Before leaving Meiluyuan, Zhen asked Banxi to grab a handful of candied fruits and stuff them into Ouyang Rong's pocket for him to fill his stomach at night. However, Yan Liulang on the side knew that his Mingtang, which was quietly put away, would be filled with it every time he returned to the camp entrance.
Give it to the refugee children.
During dinner at Meiluyuan, Ouyang Rong called Yan Liulang over. The latter hurried over midway, nodded to Ouyang Rong, Xie Lingjiang and Zhen, then sat down directly and grabbed a bowl to eat.
In the past few days, Ouyang Rong had sent him to lead the county government agents to maintain public order in more than a dozen disaster relief camps on the outskirts of the city. They ran around every day to catch thieves and arrest thieves. Tens of thousands of floating people gathered inside and outside the city. It was a trivial matter.
There are a lot of them, and it’s really hard not to touch the stool for a moment.
"There are only more than 70,000 stones left in Jimincang, but if we have to share it with Jiangzhou City and several surrounding disaster-stricken counties, we can only give us...three thousand stones."
"Senior brother is right." Xie Lingjiang's eyes burned and he nodded seriously.
"How can we provide relief if we have no food or money?" was Xie Lingjiang's cold voice.
"Mingtang, do you want to take another look?" Diao Xiancheng took out an official document and handed it over.
"Yanxian Lieutenant has thought about these things. It seems that he has good energy. Why don't you cancel your leave and go back to the Yamen for duty?"
This is not to say that the people here are barbaric. On the contrary, after Ouyang Rong came to govern these days, he found that the people were simple and honest, and the people were very dull and honest.
Before they arrived, Ouyang Rong and the others heard:
"It's a good thing to have blood." Ouyang Rong muttered while eating.
Yan Liulang couldn't help but glance at this girl from the Xie family who usually wasn't very active when chatting with others.
"It's not like you thought about it. Your father told you?"
"In addition..." Diao Xiancheng hesitated for a moment, "Now that the disaster is urgent, and such a big case has happened in Jiangzhou, all localities have no time to take care of themselves. The superiors have asked the county magistrates to be responsible for local disaster relief and flood control..."
Whether it was the government servants passing by after get off work or the clerks in the public office picking up their pens and preparing to write down the words, they were all stopped as if the pause button had been pressed, with expressions of astonishment on their faces.
"I don't know. He said that he was going to quit as he got older and asked me to take charge of the arresting class for him this year."
"You...say it again."
He felt full of energy again, so he buried his bowl and took a few mouthfuls of rice. Mrs. Zhen beside him quietly served him some vegetables.
"Are you talking about the plague or the rebellion?" Ouyang Rong didn't even raise his head.
"That's right." Ouyang Rong turned around and handed her a small jar of pickled radish, "Serve it on the table and give it to my junior sister to try."
The words that were too direct made Yan Liulang almost choke.
Xie Lingjiang also nodded, "That's right. Moreover, our Zhou Dynasty is not like the situation at the end of Qin Dynasty and the end of Sui Dynasty. Gathering the people to build a flood in the Yellow River will cause anger and resentment."
Ouyang Rong said again: "Besides, everyone just wants to have enough to eat. What can be wrong with this? This is what the Zhou Dynasty and our place should do, and it is not difficult. Now there are no strong enemies outside and no war at the border. Luoyang, Chang'an, and other countries
Come to court and sing and dance to bring peace, don't all the princes in the Zhou Dynasty say that this is a peaceful and prosperous time, there are so many surplus grains in charity warehouses in various places, and if we work together, the flood will be cured."
What's more, the territory of Longcheng has belonged to Wuyue since ancient times, and the children of Wuyue have a strong grudge and hatred, and they attach great importance to promises and despise death.
He was almost the same as Ouyang Rong when he first came to the table, looking like a starving ghost.
Diao Xian Cheng didn't know how to answer, so he mumbled, "Yes... it should be."
Ouyang Rong suddenly wanted to ask, if the court does not provide disaster relief in disaster years, why do we need this court? Is it the decorations donated by the common people? Is it the same as the pagodas in those temples? But if you donate a pagoda in other temples, at least there are morning, noon and evening hours.
It’s time to eat food.
But when the words came to his lips, they only turned into a shout of approval:
"Jimincang, the name is so well chosen."
Ouyang Rong held the official document in his hand and left the county government office with a chuckle, leaving everyone there looking at each other.