"I have a little cold and a cold. Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."
In Prince Xunyang's Mansion, in the main hall with the door open, Li Xian was dressed in reckless clothes and looked at Ouyang Rong with a worried expression, asking for help.
In the lobby, in addition to some staff members from Li Xian and Xunyang Palace, as well as Master Shandao and Disciple Xiu'er,
There was also a row of officials sitting in the Jiangzhou lobby.
Ouyang Rong sat at the front of the group of officials. He was as tall and tall as a jade mountain. He was dressed in a neat crimson official uniform. Like the most noble Li Xian, he attracted the attention of most people in the hall.
Although he was sitting at the front of the officials, there was an empty seat between Ouyang Rong and Li Xian, who was at the top.
The current meeting in the lobby is discussing the construction of the Donglin Giant Buddha.
As the nominal superintendent of Jiangnan, Li Xian, Ouyang Rong and Jiangzhou Hall's Buddha building plan and implementation progress need to report to him on a daily basis.
On the surface, Li Xian also had to "frequently ask questions" to show his participation...
Of course, he and Ouyang Rong had to pretend to be polite and unfamiliar in public.
Naturally, he had to change his name to Tanlang or something like that.
And there have been seven or eight discussions like today's.
The work of creating Buddha began to get on the right track.
Except for Wang Lengran, who came over for the first game and got his butt on the stool, he was absent from all the rest.
This empty seat is symbolically reserved for him.
Wang Jishishi Ranhan took leave and the seats were vacant. Everyone in the hall had long been accustomed to this.
It's just that today, it's not clear whether Wang Cishi really contracted typhoid fever, but Ouyang Changshi seems to have really contracted typhoid fever.
Li Xian looked concerned: "Is Ouyang Changshi really okay?"
Yanrokuro, who was sitting in the back row, interrupted:
"Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty frequently went to the peaks of the two peaks a while ago to take us to inspect the layout. As a result, the rain in the mountains came quickly, and soon we were soaked in water.
"Mingfu was nonchalant and resisted before, but after getting wet after going back and forth several times, he still caught a cold."
Yan Liulang looked distressed, with a slightly reproachful tone:
"Also, the last time a folk sacrifice was held at Xunyang Ferry, the Ming Dynasty did not sit on the stage. Instead, he followed the custom and ran down to carry the dragon boat ashore with the boatmen. The river was freezing cold and wet his lower body. How could he not catch a cold?
,besides……"
"Yan joins the army."
Ouyang Rong, who was covering his mouth, frowned and interrupted.
Yanrokuro, who couldn't help but complain, had no choice but to shut up.
Hearing this, everyone in the lobby turned their eyes to Ouyang Rong.
"Is there still such a thing?" Li Xian looked worried and reproachful: "Yan Shenjun didn't even know how to stop him."
After saying that, he stood up uneasily and solemnly ordered the maid behind him:
"Come here, please inform the princess and prepare a bowl of hot ginger soup. In addition, the imperial doctors stationed in the mansion have asked them to follow Ouyang Changshi back to the mansion and take good care of Changshi these days."
Ouyang Rong shook his head: "It's just a minor injury. Your Majesty doesn't need to work too hard."
Colds and colds are just like colds and fevers in previous lives. They were really just treated as minor illnesses. In previous lives, Ouyang Rong was too lazy to take any medicine and used to use his body to deal with them.
But in this world, a cold like this could kill someone.
Li Xian, it is not surprising that Yan Liulang responded to his worries and fears sternly.
"Ouyang Changshi, don't talk anymore. I will listen to you about the creation of a Buddha, but you must listen to me about this matter."
Li Xian, who had always been gentle, turned out to be surprisingly tough, which surprised Ouyang Rong and everyone else.
Seemingly aware of the surprised glances in the lobby, Li Xian quickly spoke softly and patted Ouyang Rong's sleeves affectionately:
"These past few days have been cold in spring, and the warmth has returned to cold. Ouyang Changshi must cherish his body, so that he can better serve His Majesty and build the Donglin Giant Buddha."
Ouyang Rong had no choice but to stand up and salute respectfully: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the tea and care."
Yan Liulang and other officials praised King Xunyang for his thoughtfulness towards his beloved.
After a while, Wei Mei came in with the maids and brought a bowl of steaming ginger soup.
Ouyang Rong held the bowl, frowned slightly, swallowed a few mouthfuls of the bitter soup, and took a long breath of hot breath.
In fact, he is a ninth-level Qi practitioner and has a very strong body, which makes it difficult for him to get sick.
However, the excavation of the Shuangfeng Peak and the construction of the Xunyang Grottoes are really complicated and busy at hand.
The workload is several times greater than that of the previous Ziayi Canal.
He's been on a roll lately.
Sometimes labor takes more energy than hard work.
"Ah sneeze..."
Ouyang Rong lowered his head and covered his mouth with a fist.
Li Xian and others couldn't help but turn around and look.
A slender young man in a crimson red fifth-grade official uniform raised his hand and rubbed his slightly red nose.
He has a tall and straight body, long sleeves on his hands, his head is slightly hidden in the furry fox white fur shawl, his eyelids are drooped, and he looks a little sickly.
It's just that in the eyes of everyone, this sick look on this handsome and thin face makes him look even more melancholy and decadent.
An official in the lobby looked at the patient Chang Shi who had a calm demeanor, and a word came to his mind for no reason.
A tiger behaves like a disease.
Li Xian exchanged some caring words and suddenly mentioned:
"By the way, I heard that the scholars in Xunyang City have been talking about the construction of the Buddha recently and are also somewhat dissatisfied with Jiangzhou Hall. Does Mr. Changshi know about this?"
Ouyang Rong paused with the hand that was rubbing his nose, put it down, took another sip of ginger soup, and asked in a casual tone:
"It seems that someone mentioned it, but I'm not sure. By the way, who did the prince hear it from?"
Li Xian sighed: "There is a scholar with the surname Yue recommended by an old friend in the mansion. He often talks about this matter loudly in private, and everyone in the mansion knows about it."
"It seems that this person has also reflected in front of the prince." Ouyang Rong nodded lightly: "Then what the prince means..."
Li Xian turned to look at Ouyang Rong with a solemn expression:
"The king and his son refuted him and drove him away.
"I'm not afraid of the jokes made by Ouyang Changshi and everyone. Why did your Majesty build the Great Zhou De Song Center and the Buddha statues in all directions? I am stupid and a little confused.
"But I know very well that the Holy One rules the world, loves the people like his sons, benevolent and wise, and sets such national policies with the princes and princes. There must be deeper thoughts. How can young scholars and people discuss it in the street to understand and comment on it?
of?
"Ouyang Changshi and Jiangzhou Hall are not burdened by noise. They concentrate on their work, work together, do their jobs well, and abide by their responsibilities. This is very good. I am very pleased."
Li Xian narrated sincerely, not squinting at the looks cast by other officials, staff, or some secretly scrutinizing people in the lobby.
Ouyang Rong raised his eyelids that were originally closed and looked at Xunyang Wang Lixian who expressed his stance in public today.
He nodded slightly and continued:
"Your Majesty understands the righteousness deeply and makes clear remarks, which enlightens the subordinates.
"The governor, the subordinate officials, and everyone in the government office must strictly abide by the orders of the Holy Emperor and the prince and build the Buddha without wasting money or people."
Yan Liulang and other officials in the Jiangzhou lobby stood up and saluted in agreement.
"So good."
Xunyang Wang Lixian looked around with a look of relief on his face.
…
Ouyang Rong led the officials in Jiangzhou Hall out of Xunyang Prince's Mansion.
Li Xian forced the doctor on him, but he couldn't refuse the kindness, so he sent the doctor to the Huaiye Lane mansion to wait.
Ouyang Rong boarded the carriage and returned to Jiangzhou Hall.
It was just afternoon, and it was still a long time. He still had a lot of work to do to start the Buddha statue, so he had no time to rest.
"Ah sneeze..."
In the carriage, Ouyang Rong sneezed, took out a light pink handkerchief that smelled of orchid, and rubbed his nose with his fingers.
The carriage started and left Prince Xunyang's Mansion.
He opened the curtain and took a look at the palace.
There is still some unexpected look in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Li learned very quickly.
Although he knew it well, Li Xian expressed his position in public this time, and the words he said were intended to be heard by Her Majesty the Queen of the Divine Capital.
But Ouyang Rong also knew that Li Xian also had the purpose of giving him a platform.
It was to stabilize the hearts of the people in Jiangzhou Hall for him.
In addition, Li Xian and Da Lang probably felt that the impassioned Yue Zi'ang was very troublesome, and were afraid that Ouyang Rong would misunderstand him, so they hurriedly expressed their stance and cut off.
Ouyang Rong felt some warmth flowing through his heart.
The carriage passed through a busy street outside Xunyangdu.
Opening the curtain, Ouyang Rong saw some people gathering in front of the bulletin board on the street.
I saw a few scholars posting big-character posters on the bulletin board, and some illiterate peddlers and footmen passing by looked on curiously. The scholars spoke impassionedly in front of everyone about the disadvantages of building the center and the Buddha statue.
Arriving at the entrance of Jiangzhou Hall, a group of scholars also gathered on the street outside the door.
Ouyang Rong rode a carriage and passed silently in front of the wall where the scholars were protesting and had big-character posters such as "Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat."
Since this month, discussions among scholars in various states across the country have been boiling, with scholars and scribes opposing the construction of the center and the Buddha statue.
The conflict with the greatest impact was half a month ago in Guizhou, one of the four prefectures where Buddhism was built.
Scholars from the Guizhou official school besieged the government office.
Guizhou Governor Shi Lan Changhao ordered the officers and soldiers to forcibly evict the people.
As a result, a bloody conflict broke out between the two sides, several scholars were killed, and more than twenty scholars were imprisoned.
This incident shocked the world.
Scholars from all over the world once again set off a wave of protests and conflicts.
The same is true in Jiangzhou.
The news of the Guizhou case made the scholars in Jiangzhou even more indignant. More and more scholars gathered around the gate of the government to protest, and some took the lead in posting big-character posters to protest against the Donglin Giant Buddha being located in Jiangzhou...
This turmoil made the officials in Jiangzhou Hall very anxious.
It's just that the governor, Wang Lengran, spends his days arrogant and no one is seen.
Ouyang Rong, the chief minister, was also at the peak of the twin peaks, going back and forth to the Prince of Xunyang's palace, keeping a low profile and busy building the Donglin Giant Buddha, without commenting on it.
The officials were helpless and no one dared to take responsibility.
Jiangzhou Hall and the scholars were temporarily uneasy with each other.
Return to the main hall of the official office.
Ouyang Rong carried a copper basin, walked to the patio, fetched a basin of water and brought it back.
Together with the officials around me, we washed our hands.
Yan Liulang handed a towel to Ouyang Rong, followed him, and said angrily:
"Mingfu, these scholars are too ignorant, and they are endless.
"I have explained to them many times that the Donglin Buddha will not be built in Xunyang City and will not increase excessive taxes and affect the people and money as they said. Why are these scholars still chattering?"
A Sicang soldier named Chen shook his head and sighed:
"Don't be angry, Yan Canjun. It's useless even if we say it. The scholars don't trust the imperial court and the government.
"It is estimated that a well-known gentleman like Mr. Chang Shi will come forward and give them repeated assurances before they can reluctantly believe it."
Yan Liulang was speechless:
"Mingfu has so much time to swear to them? Besides, Mingfu has a cold recently, so he doesn't have the energy to waste time talking.
"Besides, if a few people question it, the Ming government will come forward. If people question it every day, the Ming government should just stop doing anything and explain it every day."
Ouyang Rong wiped his fingers carefully, turned around and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, Liulang."
Yan Liulang shut up and suppressed his anger.
Chen Shenjun looked hesitant and reported:
"Lord Chang Shi, this Shilin protest involved many scholars from Zhouxue. It seems that a young man named Yue Zi'ang took the lead.
"They made demands, asking Jiangzhou Hall to refuse to build the Donglin Giant Buddha, and at the same time they opposed the establishment of the Great Zhou De Song Center and stopped collecting copper from various states."
Ouyang Rong nodded lightly: "These statements are really good."
Yan Liulang and Chen Canjun both looked at him with stunned expressions.
After a pause, Ouyang Rong folded the hand towel and threw it back to Yan Liulang.
"It would be great if that could really be the case."
He shook his head:
“Jiangzhou Hall will properly build the Donglin Giant Buddha without affecting people’s livelihood.
"But regarding the Songde Center of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I and Jiangzhou Hall cannot control the decision of the imperial court center. This is beyond my authority and I cannot make the decision."
Yan Liulang frowned and said unhappily:
"Mingfu, you just passed by Xunyang Ferry and saw that they have begun to interfere with the order of the city's docks.
"And I also heard that the boy named Yue Zi'ang has been criticizing the Ming Dynasty in private these days, saying that now that he has become a fifth-rank official, he has become greedy for life and afraid of death, and has lost his original intention... just like the dog officials.
"That's nonsense. This thief is really disgusting. Mingfu, I will lead the police over there right now and arrest all these guys who are disturbing the order, slandering and spreading rumors!"
"Yan Canjun, you must not do it." Chen Canjun quickly waved his hand and advised:
"Not long after the Guizhou tragedy, the lessons are still before us. If Jiangzhou Hall is also impulsive and conflicts with the hot-blooded scholars, it will cause big trouble.
"Lord Chang Shi and Jiangzhou Hall will be criticized by people all over the world, and the impact will be bad. Maybe the imperial court will also issue a reproach and deal with us to silence public opinion..."
Yan Liulang said bitterly: "Is it possible that Rang is just so cowardly and avoiding me? They have become uncles instead."
Chen Shenjun smiled bitterly:
"Anyway, there was the tragedy of the Guizhou scholars. Now the governors of the various states and counties in Jiangnan Province are unwilling to show up to conflict with the scholars. They are avoiding the limelight and waiting for the passion of the scholars to pass...
"Actually, we in Jiangzhou are doing pretty well. At least we haven't rushed into the government office to cause trouble. I heard that there are places with strong folk customs. Hey, these days, we are not afraid of heroes, but we are afraid of stupid people."
After sighing for a while, Chen Canjun glanced at Yan Liulang, who wished he could draw his sword, and suggested calmly:
"If Yan Canjun really can't bear it, there is nothing we can do to deal with them. He can take off his official uniform first, and then go quietly by other means... Ahem, anyway, as long as it's not in the name of the government, it's just a personal grudge."
Yan Liulang was stunned and couldn't help but take another look at Chen Canjun, who was everyday gentle and had thick eyebrows and big eyes.
Good guy, it turns out that you are not a good boy either.
"Okay, don't come up with blind ideas."
Ouyang Rong turned around, glanced at Chen Canjun first, and then ordered hoarsely:
"Liu Lang takes people to Xunyang Ferry. Leave the sword at the official office. Don't take it with you. You guys go and drive away the scholars who disturb the order of the dock."
Yan Liulang couldn't wait to ask:
"Ming Mansion, what about other places? How to deal with these annoying people at the entrance of Jiangzhou lobby? I have long seen that they are not pleasing to the eye, and there is also Yue Zi'ang."
"Don't worry about them. Keep a low profile when entering and exiting the official office. It won't be in the way anyway. Just pretend they don't exist. Thank you for your hard work."
"Yes." Yan Liulang nodded helplessly.
Immediately, Ouyang Rong returned to business, discussed the matter of Shuangfeng Peak, and everyone dispersed.
Before leaving, Chen Canjun thought of something and turned around and asked:
"By the way, Mr. Changshi, there will be a memorial ceremony for the abbot of Zhouxue held at the Temple of the Most Holy Master the day after tomorrow. All the scholars of Zhouxue will be there. Are you still going to be the abbot? Otherwise, don't go and take shelter from the wind like Governor Wang.
Head."
Ouyang Rong took a sip of hot tea, tasted it, put down the cup, and walked out of the door without looking back: