"Calm down, calm down, Mingfu, you can't flip the table, how can you play with flipping the table? It's not good for everyone, everyone will die!"
Diao Xian Cheng was so anxious that he trembled.
"Being without them is the biggest benefit."
"But you, Mingfu, are going to die too. They don't deploy troops according to the procedures. How can the Mingfu exchange lives with them if their rich son can't sit down in court?"
"Why do I feel so profitable?"
"..." Diao Xian Cheng was speechless, "You are the Qipin County Magistrate, a Jinshi and a concubine, and a scholar whose name our Empress of the Zhou Dynasty remembers. Your future is limitless, how can you let them ruin it?"
"Finished?"
Diao Xian Cheng carefully looked at his face and said tentatively: "I've finished speaking..."
Ouyang Rong nodded, grabbed the hilt of the sword and pressed down, trying to chop off the "old dog"'s head. The frightened Prime Minister Diao County immediately collapsed and cried: "And more, and more, and more..."
"explain."
Diao County Cheng tilted his head to shield his face from the blade, and said anxiously:
"What if the Ming Dynasty disappears and the next county magistrate comes with a corrupt official? Not only will all the grain and silver obtained by the Ming Dynasty's houses be confiscated, but now the disaster relief camps on the outskirts of the city will probably have to be demolished, and all the Ming Dynasty's hard work these days will be lost.
Destroyed once.
"Mingfu, you don't know that the previous ones were all bastards who only knew how to make money. It took a long time for you, the great master Qingtian, to come here, and they still expect you to uphold justice. Replacing them with one is simply too flattering, but
We can't just spare them so easily...
"So the Ming Dynasty must not be impulsive and must be calm! If you are impatient, you will mess up your big plans. If you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood..."
Diao County Magistrate hurriedly opened his mouth and after a heart-wrenching explanation, he found that the man in front of him had made no movement. He carefully put down his palm and looked up. He saw that the young magistrate's face had become calm for some time.
He came down and looked at him silently.
"Ming... Mansion?"
Ouyang Ronghu said: "You are so smooth-talking, Master Diao also wants to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"
"..." Diao Xiancheng was stunned, what is the postgraduate entrance examination?
But before he could ask, he felt a light weight on his body.
Ouyang Rong had already stood up, lowered his head and quietly patted the dust on his clothes.
Diao Xian Cheng, who had narrowly escaped death, quietly wiped his sweat. The look in the man's eyes just now was truly terrifying. Years of experience in observing words and expressions told him that if he didn't answer someone right just now, he would really have to move his head... Speaking of Dragon City
What kind of magical magistrate has come to the county? Do you outsiders call this a gentleman?
Diao Xian Cheng cursed in his heart, carefully avoiding the frightening sword edge near his neck, stood up, pulled out the dagger again, bent over his waist and handed the dagger to Ouyang Rong with both hands.
The latter glanced at him, took it with his usual expression, put it in the sheath, and when he turned around, he said:
"Master Diao is indeed used to kneeling, but what he just said makes sense."
"Dare I ask Mingfu, which sentence it is? I'll try to figure it out, and I can say more about it in the future that Mingfu would like to hear."
Ouyang Rong squinted at Captain Qin, Junior Sister and Yan Liulang who were surrounding him, and said softly: "It's so easy for them to lift the table..."
"As long as you don't lift the table, that's fine as long as you don't lift the table... See you in the Ming Dynasty!" Diao Xiancheng nodded happily.
Ouyang Rong didn't look at him. He glanced at the dark night before dawn and said loudly: "General Qin."
"The end is here!"
"Make a fire and cook the pot, feed the horses with millet, and let the soldiers have a good meal before dawn."
"As you command!"
Captain Qin didn't ask any further questions and went to execute it immediately.
When Diao Xian Cheng heard this, he almost blacked out. Didn't he say that he would not lift the table? Why did he still gather soldiers and horses to eat "Zhuangxing Dinner"?!
"It's been a hard night, you guys should go get something to eat together." Ouyang Rong said softly to the junior sister and Yan Liulang who were also confused, and then turned around and left alone without explaining.
At present, he has the final say whether the table in Longcheng County is lifted or not, while the Liu family and the other twelve families are the ones kneeling down to beg for food.
…
A certain person has the habit of going to the disaster relief camp on the outskirts of the city every morning, and then returning to the government office for work. If there is no official business that day, he will just stay in the outskirts of the city to handle affairs among the refugees and mind his own business.
Even after so many things happened last night...including the first murder, cutting off a human head...it was no exception.
After Ouyang Rong gave an order that seemed to lift the table, he left the official office and subconsciously walked to the disaster relief camp on the outskirts of the city.
The disaster relief camp is full of refugees who have been left homeless by the flood. The poor people nowadays are not qualified to sleep in, and there are no entertainment activities at night. They go to bed early and get up early. Not everyone is like Diao County Cheng.
.
So every morning, the campground that had been silent all night seemed to suddenly come to life, becoming the busiest time of the day.
Ouyang Rong used to like this kind of vitality.
The market in the morning is the most real pulse of this county, not the pipa music of Yuanming Tower, the revelry of wealthy families, and the solemnity of Longcheng County Government.
At the gate of the camp, he distributed the dates, wheat candies and other snacks stuffed by his aunt to the dirty children passing by, and then went to find a hill to sit on where he could catch the morning sun. It was actually an old place.
This time, Ouyang Rong noticed that there was a group of children following him, but he was too timid to step forward. As if he was used to it, he waved his hand and actively called them to him.
Ouyang Rong seemed not to be affected by the incident in the east warehouse last night.
He rubbed his stiff and tired face, turned around and said with a straight face, pretending to be serious: "Don't move yet, let me guess... OK, are you here to bribe me again? If you don't learn well at a young age, you will grow old
That's okay, but you can't go to heaven..."
Several younger children were so frightened that they cowered behind the older children, who quickly explained with red faces.
Ouyang Rong pretended to frown and sighed: "I come here every day to feed me pickled radishes. Well, there are indeed bad people among the masses..."
While he was criticizing, the young county magistrate's hands were not idle. He directly sent them a few bags of pickled radishes and accepted them with a smile. He touched his head here and said a few words of concern there. If these children didn't have to study, he would
Maybe I have to give them some homework... After a while, Ouyang Rong let go of the children, who were cautious but happy.
In fact, this can be regarded as a daily routine. Ever since the ladies in the camp learned that a certain magistrate Jun liked to eat pickled radishes, they often looked for opportunities to "feed" him.
At first, they all came by themselves, but later they seemed to find that the handsome county magistrate was a bit thin-skinned. Every time he was surrounded by them, he blushed and started walking around them... So these ladies became considerate and changed to
Let the children at home come and send them off.
Ouyang Rong actually used to be quite indifferent to the kind of love between officials and people in movies and TV shows, but it was only after he fell in love with him that he realized how delicious it was.
However, after sending the children away with a "forced smile" today, his expression immediately returned to calm and he sat alone on the hillside.
I spent this night... feeling a little cold.
But at this moment, someone from behind suddenly shouted timidly: "Master."
Ouyang Rong turned around and saw a familiar little figure.
"Ah Qing? Why are you here?"
The young girl with the tattoo on her forehead is still wearing the same old clothes, with many shabby patches, but she is neat and clean, and her face is also a healthy wheat color due to the sun. This is a kind of clothes that look as clean as white clouds at first glance.
Only the green water and green mountains that have not been polluted in this era can give birth to such a beautiful girl.
"Ah... Ah Qing came to return the master's clothes... clothes..."
Under his gaze, the little girl stammered on her first words, then she seemed to muster up the courage, raised her little head, and stared at him unblinkingly with her big, spiritual eyes, and said crisply:
"I heard from them that the master often comes to this area in the morning, and Ah Qing came here... But he didn't seem to come yesterday. I waited all morning... But today he finally came."
Ah Qing stepped forward cautiously, lowered her head, and handed over a neatly folded shirt with both hands. Ouyang Rong put it on her by mistake the last time she took off her clothes. Later, he forgot about this shirt and didn't
I thought of this little girl coming here in person.
"There was a banquet at noon yesterday, but I didn't come over." Ouyang Rong said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, thank you for your hard work."
She handed it to him with both hands, and he took it with both hands. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the sleeve corners of the shirt seemed to be embroidered with some beautiful embroidery.
Ouyang Rong was silent.
"It's not hard work." Ah Qing blushed and looked down at the two shoes. The two of them were speechless for a moment.
Then, the girl with the word "Vietnam" on her forehead seemed to have thought of something, and said with excitement on her face:
"By the way, sir, my grandma and I give my brother the magical prescription you gave me every day. We also listened to your instructions and ventilated the room and wrapped myself in less bedding... Now my brother's condition has improved a lot.
, it’s not as scary as before... The old host also said that brother is holding on, and if he persists, there is hope for recovery."
Ouyang Rong nodded and forced a smile, "That's good." In fact, that day he directly asserted that Ah Shan would be good, just to give Ah Shan his family confidence. Sometimes it is important to give people a little "life".
Ah Qing doesn't know what Ouyang Rong went through not long ago, nor does he know how cruel the adult world is.
The two sat on the hillside together. She had bright eyes and said many words of gratitude, and Ouyang Rong agreed.
However, although Ah Qing was introverted, he was also sensitive. He seemed to have noticed something. He glanced at the young county magistrate with a tired smile and took the initiative to leave. Ouyang Rong thought about it and did not stay.
Before leaving, his sharp eyes saw that the ribbon on the waist of the little girl's skirt seemed to be tied with the same bow he had worn last time.
His hands are quite skillful. I remember Mother Liu seemed to have mentioned where Ah Qing worked as an embroiderer to support the family... Ouyang Rong thought to himself.
Watching the little girl leave, he sat on the hillside for a long time, quietly watching the twenty-four relief camps in the field ahead gradually return to their usual bustle, as if they had been given a new life under the early sunshine. Ouyang Rong felt that he
There is also some kind of power returning within the body.
Also a new student.
"Isn't it just playing dirty under the table? Who can't do it..." Someone had a new plan in mind.
When the early sun warmed his body, the young county magistrate stood up, put his shirt on his shoulders, carried a few bags of pickled radishes, and walked toward Longcheng County, which was awakening in the morning light.
"No, a gentleman has been starving to death for so long, so he has to bite the 'meat' first..."
These two chapters were written a bit hastily and there were some mistakes. Xiaorong re-examined and revised them. Sorry, good brothers...