Chapter 284: Burning the lamp and watching the sword, packing the luggage
In the tenth month of the twelfth month, the emperor issued an edict that Li Xian, the third son, should be crowned King of Xunyang, and he summoned King Xunyang to Xunyang City in Jiangzhou;
At the beginning of November, King Xunyang came to Xunyang City to recover from his illness; at the end of the month, he moved to Longcheng and made Ouyang Lianghan the governor of Jiangzhou.
In early December, various conferments from the empress arrived in Longcheng County, Jiangzhou.
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The urgent news that Ouyang Rong was promoted to the governor of Jiangzhou is almost the same as "freeing the common people of Longcheng County from life-long taxes".
Along with news of promotions and rewards from Xianxiang officials such as Diao County Cheng, they arrived at the Longcheng County Yamen on a sunny morning.
Carrying the book-making angels from the divine capital, they came to Longcheng County again.
Speaking of which, including Ouyang Rong this time, two waves of people have come to Shendu within a month.
The first wave was the announcement of a decree to reinstate Li Xian, who was "bedridden", as King of Xunyang, with great momentum.
And this morning, the second wave was also very powerful, causing people in the county to gather in the streets to watch.
"Master Ouyang, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. Congratulations."
It was again in front of the familiar county government hall that the bearded Tianguan envoy Song Hao met Ouyang Rong again.
Song Hao looked at the young county magistrate with a slightly strange look.
This time, he brought more people from the capital. In the team that sent the edict, half of the people in the palace in yellow were holding a copy of the book.
Because the making of the book was a personal decree of the Empress, it was of a higher standard than the imperial edict, and officials above the fifth rank, who were all mainstays of the central and local governments, were personally appointed and dismissed by Her Majesty the Queen... It was considered an imperial edict in the true sense.
In addition, Song Hao, who was regarded as an angel, quietly changed his name for Ouyang Rong.
Behind him, the palace man in yellow came out, walked to Ouyang Rong, unfolded the queen's book, and read it in a high-pitched voice, which was heard by everyone inside and outside the county government.
It begins with the sentence "Emperor's edict", followed by words of encouragement based on scriptures. For example, there is a sentence "For example, the pillars of this country are like salt plums", which means that the pillars of the country are as indispensable to the country as condiments.
This female official who wrote the edict was quite talented in literature... Ouyang Rong had no reason to think of it.
After reading, the palace man in yellow presented the scroll.
"Master Ouyang, please accept the order." Song Hao looked solemn and handed a tray in front of his hands. On the tray were neatly folded crimson official uniforms, black gauze hats and noble fish bags.
The official uniform he was wearing was only dark green of the sixth grade, but the young man in front of him was about to take off his light green official uniform of the seventh grade and put on a dazzling crimson official uniform.
Sixth grade versus fifth grade, can the title not be changed?
Ouyang Rong looked at them and didn't reach out for a while.
"Well, why didn't Mr. Ouyang accept the call? Are you still going to resign..."
Song Hao asked with a wry smile.
Ouyang Rong came to his senses, shook his head, and took the book-making and crimson official uniform.
Song Hao breathed a sigh of relief. This was His Majesty's imperial edict. It would be a bit serious to refuse any more, and it would be difficult for them to communicate with each other unless the other party had a last resort.
Wait, why is he so happy when someone else gets promoted?
Song Hao's mouth twitched slightly and he couldn't help but glance at Ouyang Rong twice.
When other officials in the past saw him, they were as happy as seeing a magpie. They took a shower and changed clothes to receive orders. But this young man's reaction was as calm as water...
If you don’t know, you might think you’ve been demoted. If that’s the case, you can still praise your good spirit, but this is a promotion. Hey, what’s the matter with your expression of having no desires and no demands?
Ouyang Rong is not really low in emotional intelligence.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Song and my father-in-law, for coming all the way. Please come in and take a seat."
"Haha, Mr. Ouyang is too polite..."
Ouyang Rong smiled and welcomed Song Hao and the palace officials into the court.
Taking advantage of the gap between them sitting down, Ouyang Rong stood in front of the door, turned his back, put his hand into his arms, touched it, spread his palm and saw three pieces of broken silver.
He thought that it probably wouldn't be enough for Song Hao and others to drink tea.
"You're such a lazy fool, get out of the way and I'll do it."
Wearing a red dress, she came with tea and passed by Ouyang Rong. She suppressed a smile and pursed her lips, tilted her chin slightly, and walked into the courtroom.
Ouyang Rong was startled.
Looking back, in the court hall, Xie Lingjiang's bright eyes helped him entertain the people of the Angel Palace. She was a graceful and elegant lady with five surnames. She was able to handle the imperial edict without any stage fright.
The young magistrate laughed and shook his head.
Xie Lingjiang accompanied the angel Song Hao, and the people in the Huangyi Palace drank tea for a while and smiled.
But for some unknown reason, Ouyang Rong did not come to the court to accompany his guests.
However, after receiving the heavy tip for announcing the good news, Angel Song Hao and all the palace officials quickly ignored this small matter.
Moreover, he was very fond of the elegant and well-spoken lady of the Xie family in front of him, and frequently praised Mr. Ouyang for his good taste and his unmarried wife for being so virtuous.
Xie Lingjiang smiled lightly, glanced at the deserted corridor outside the door, and suddenly said:
"We haven't made a reservation yet, please don't talk nonsense."
"How can you escape?" Song Hao said with a smile:
"Although Mr. Ouyang comes from a humble family, he is the youngest fifth-rank official in this dynasty. He has become a high-ranking official despite his weak talent, and is also a disciple of your father... It is true that the Xie family of Chen County is the head of the Jiangzuo gentry, but he certainly does not refuse this.
My son-in-law, Miss Xie, there is no need to worry."
Xie Lingjiang bit her lower lip lightly, her teacup covering her dazed expression, "Really?"
Then he asked in a low voice: "The Ouyang family in Nanlong should be quite supportive, right?"
Song Hao immediately said: "Of course. Being able to marry the five surnames and Qiwang of a poor family is a blessing to raise the lintel of the family. It makes me laugh even in my dreams."
Xie Lingjiang lowered his head to sip tea, his cheeks were red from the fog, and his eyes were shining slightly.
After a while, she glanced outside the door.
There is no sign of Big Brother.
But outside, he could see that Diao Xian Cheng, Yan Liulang and other officials were gathered together happily, looking at the crimson official uniforms and the Queen's books.
Where has Big Brother gone?
Xie Lingjiang found that he seemed to be a little distracted today.
But strictly speaking, it’s not just today.
Since Uncle Li resumed his status as King of Xunyang, he and Weibo's mother were forced to leave for Jiangzhou City in advance.
The senior brother began to be absent-minded, as if he was sure that the plan was completed and his mind was on other things.
It actually made her, Li Guo'er, and Li Fusu anxious as they waited.
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Seeing the young junior sister waiting for guests, Ouyang Rong made a book with Fei Fu in his hand and handed it to Yan Liulang, Diao County Cheng and the others.
He went through the back door and left the county government office alone.
Ouyang Rong wanted to go out for a walk, but as he was about to leave the county, he felt like he had a tight breath in his chest recently.
He was lost in thought when he just received the order. He really didn't expect that he could be promoted to the fifth rank in one step.
I thought that after resigning to the master, I would break the law, so I would be transferred from the sixth-grade imperial censor to a local sixth-grade official. Most likely, I would still be "controlling the water" in Jiangzhou... It doesn't matter anyway, it's convenient.
Just be a guest of Prince Xunyang's palace and plan to break the situation. Don't be in a hurry to get promoted.
But now it's better, Jiangzhou Governor.
The next fifth grade.
The second most powerful person in a state.
By the way, in Jiangzhou City, the governor with whom he had corresponded and had fallen in love with each other "online" for a long time, welcomed him as his deputy. He should not feel lonely offline in the future, right?
Ouyang Rong smiled sheepishly, looking forward to it a little.
"Is this the reward of two thousand meritorious deeds? It's not a waste of money..."
Leaving the county government office with a cheerful atmosphere.
Ouyang Rong crossed the county alone and Peng Lang crossed the river and arrived at the west bank of Butterfly Creek.
After the success of the auspicious offering, he has been coming here for a walk every morning recently.
Especially the sacrificial hall on Xiaogushan.
Ouyang Rong placed three sticks of incense in the memorial hall to commemorate Ashan and his patriots, lowered his buttocks on the threshold, and sat in a daze for half an hour before silently walking down the mountain.
We also walked into the original site of Guyue Sword Shop, and revisited the old place of Zhanlongtai. The Liu family is no longer there, and there is no monopoly to squeeze. Many new sword shops have appeared, and the West Bank is once again in full swing.
As he watched along the way, the young county magistrate's face gradually calmed down.
When he returned to the county seat, it was already evening. Ouyang Rong glanced at the direction of the suburbs, hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards Luming Street.
At the gate of the county government office and the gate of Meiluyuan, he saw many fruit baskets and local products, as well as many pickled radish jars.
You don't need to look at it to know that the villagers sent it voluntarily and are very enthusiastic about feeding a certain young county magistrate.
Ouyang Rong had guessed that this would happen during the day, so he left the county office and went out for a walk to avoid the limelight.
The two lifelong exemptions for Yong and Tiao have spread throughout the county.
Ordinary people in the Zhou Dynasty had three types of taxes: rent, Yong, and Tiao. Rent was a land tax, which was considered the bulk of the tax, but the Yong and Tiao taxes behind them were also a big burden. Being able to be exempted now was like manna from heaven.
Well, it was an auspicious event that really benefited everyone. His Majesty received the destiny of orthodoxy, and Ouyang Rong and Li Xian's family, as well as the people of Longcheng, received benefits and benefits.
The only drawback is that the reward is a little expensive, but it's all the court's money, so why not spend it? Right, well, no one should be unhappy.
Not knowing that a certain master liked to settle accounts, Ouyang Rong shook his head and carried several jars of pickled radishes back to the Meilin courtyard.
Pushing the door open, Ouyang Rong saw a crimson official uniform hanging wet on the clothesline.
The swing under the grapevines was empty and swaying in the wind; on the stone table in front, there was a sealed and insulated food box.
In the direction of the kitchen, there is a faint mixed smell of cooking fire and the aroma of vegetables.
Ouyang Rong walked over, sat down, and ate.
My junior sister recently learned cooking skills.
Someone's heart feels warm.
After the meal, Ouyang Rong looked around the empty Meilin courtyard.
On the other side of Nanlong, Zhen family, Wei Lai and others had already sent letters to reply, but Ouyang Rong dissuaded them on the grounds that they would change official positions at the end of the year.
It was agreed upon that we would meet at the back where the newly appointed people took office and spend the New Year's Eve and New Year together.
Ouyang Rong lit the lamp on the table and wrote a letter to be sent out tomorrow, explaining his promotion to the governor of Jiangxi Province and telling them to pay attention to safety on the road.
After doing this, Ouyang Rong didn't turn off the lights, silently walked to the locker, took out what he had gained in Dragon City these days, and placed them on the table one by one:
First of all, there is a Mohist sword box, with "craftsman's work" lying quietly inside.
This is the most precious thing.
For this cauldron sword, I don’t know how many people died before and after, how much material resources were used up, and how many forces are currently looking for it.
There are only a handful of tripod swords that can be counted in one hand, and it is clear that only a few are still alive; and in the world, there are only a few qi-refiners who can master the sword-wielder's unique veins, and they are all amazingly talented and gorgeous people...
There is probably only one wild sword wielder like him.
The wooden box has been repackaged by craftsmen and looks like a piano box.
Well, it’s not too much for a Confucian scholar to carry the harp when he goes out, right?
Quite reasonable, isn't it?
Secondly, it is a moonlight sword.
It is closely related to an unknown tripod sword.
There is also a skirt knife.
He is used to wearing it, especially when his junior sister is not around.
Ouyang Rong grabbed a bronze mask and a black card engraved with the word "Wei" and placed them on the table.
Inside the Mirage Mask, there are currently three illusory shadows, Ah Shan, Wei Shaoxuan, and the female worker named Zhang Qian.
Yes, Ouyang Rong can also wear a mask and turn into a woman, but he doesn't like women's clothing very much...
Ouyang Rong took out another low-luxury elixir box, which contained a Qi-tonifying elixir called "Mo Jiao". According to Persian businessmen, it could supply a high-grade Qi practitioner with a large amount of spiritual energy.
Ouyang Rong asked his junior sister and learned that this high-quality qi-tonifying elixir releases spiritual energy rapidly. If the Dantian is too small and the spiritual energy is not cultivated enough, taking it forcibly may damage the Dantian meridians.
Ouyang Rong can't use it for the time being, but he has some assumptions. Since he can release a large amount of spiritual energy, if he can use it all at once, won't he not explode?
Ouyang Rong couldn't help but turn his eyes to "craftsmanship".
In addition, there is also a night-light pearl, which is suspected to be a relic. I forgot to exchange it for silver before, but later my junior sister and the Su family gave it to me, so it was not short of silver.
Well, it's better not to sell the relics of eminent monks easily. It's a bit of a joke from hell. What should I do if I deduct merit?
Right now, I only have a few hundred merits left. If I deduct all of them, I wonder if I will become a negative person.
In the end, he only had a few grains of silver left on him.
By the way, there is also a title deed to Meilu Garden.
It was forced upon him by Li Xian and Li Fusu, and he didn't want to accept it.
However, Ouyang Rong was very fond of living in Meiluyuan. After thinking about it, he didn't refuse anymore and replied that he would ask his aunt to send some money to him someday to use as money to buy the house.
Facing this weak-minded strategist who only needed three meals a day and food and lodging included, Li Xian and Li Fusu couldn't help but smile bitterly.
These are almost all Ouyang Rong's net worth.
Being an official for one term can be regarded as a breath of fresh air.
Of course, Ouyang Rong, as the only seedling, actually still had the family property of the Ouyang family in Nanlong, but he had not asked about it before. He planned to ascend to the Pure Land and leave it all to the Zhen family.
Now, after he came down from the mountain, he decided to live down-to-earth in this "eternal hell", so he had no choice but to accept it and assume the identity of Ouyang's only promising scholar.
Moreover, he has now been promoted to the position of governor of Jiang. It is conceivable that when the news comes back, many brothers of the Ouyang family will come to seek refuge.
Besides, when I go back to Jiangzhou, I have to buy a house, spend money, and travel with the style of a long history... I guess my aunt Zhen will arrange these.
Ouyang Rong nodded.
By the way, he also has the perfect cultivation level of the ninth grade sword wielder.
We have to look for the sword formula in the future. The current known whereabouts of the sword formula is Emperor Wen.
Ouyang Rong couldn't sum up the sword art made by the craftsman for the time being, but as the first sword master, he understood the sword art in a different way.
From this point of view, it seems that the bottleneck of promotion from ninth grade to eighth grade can be broken... When we get to Jiangzhou, we can try to upgrade to higher grade and see if it can be overcome.
As the night progressed, Ouyang Rong packed his luggage. At the table, he silently pulled out a three-foot green sword. He lit up the lamp to read the sword.
The blade of the sword is as clear as a mirror, emitting hazy moonlight and reflecting the cold warrior's features.
I have to travel again tomorrow morning.
But why is the man packing his bags in the mirror still frowning slightly?