As for the carriage, Xie Lingjiang held his chin in one hand and looked at the river bank in the distance, where the bright red maple forest and the brilliant sunset complemented each other:
"Is an eighth-grade sword wielder that powerful?
"You have to hurry up to the sixth level, and then you'll still be a senior brother..."
She smiled with an eyebrow and whispered softly:
"But according to what Senior Brother said before he left, with good craftsmanship, it seems that the body-protecting Qi of the sixth level can be broken... The eighth level endangers the sixth level... Is this the sword holder..."
Xie Lingjiang sighed, feeling a little resentful. Immediately, the high ponytail of the man-dressed girl in the carriage danced. She shook her head, and her pretty face cheered up again:
"No matter what, at least I can't just kill him with a sword. It's so shameless."
After quietly finishing her "harsh words", Lady Xie looked at Jiang Feng under the setting sun. She was in a daze for a long time, and suddenly said to herself inexplicably:
"By the way, has she reached the sixth level? After returning with those senior sisters..."
…
Ah Qing wiped his sweat and looked at the evening scene of the red sun sinking into the river in the distance.
She continued to immerse herself in washing the monk's robes.
Beitian Alms Home, by a well in the backyard.
The delicate girl with the word "Yue" tattooed on her forehead struggled to lift a bucket of well water with both hands and add it to the pool.
She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her thin white arms, and crouched down beside the well with her knees folded. She washed her hands first, and then diligently scrubbed the outer garments of the monks and patients in the hospital.
After finishing the yarn washing, Ah Qing went to hold some clotheslines.
Dry the newly washed clothes neatly one by one.
Being diligent with her hands and feet, she called the six monks who were chanting sutras in the side hall of the courtyard. She took the lead and ran to the Zhaiyuan and brought back some dinner with them.
Distributed one by one to the elderly, weak, sick and disabled in Beitian Nursing Home.
Everyone queued up or sat waiting to receive the evening meal, and most of them smiled happily.
After all, who doesn’t like dry food, especially in the Zhou Dynasty where common people could only have two meals a day.
However, there are also patients who are picky eaters and find it hard to take care of themselves, or their families are in decline, or they are living in old age.
Ah Qing, who is just here to help with "odd jobs", is not upset. She will take the initiative to ask questions and carefully write down some taboo requirements. She is afraid of forgetting.
The back cook, communicating with the cook who also has a bad temper...
Ah Qing, who is already introverted, shy and somewhat socially anxious, mustered up the courage to do this kind of communication and resolve conflicts, but it was indeed difficult.
However, in the face of the quiet inquiry from a delicate little girl with a soft temper and a soft voice, no matter who has a fiery temper and makes things difficult, he will inevitably lower his loud voice by half a beat, hum a few times, and soften it a little.
Many trivial grievances and conflicts were resolved through her fast and diligent communication.
It has been a month since Ah Qing came to work in Beitian Nursing Home.
From an outsider's perspective, she is very adaptable.
However, in the words of Ah Qing’s own experience, who would bow his head shyly if anyone stared at him for three seconds,
The trick is nothing more than the word "diligence".
Diligence can make up for clumsiness, diligence can make up for clumsiness.
Besides, most people are not clumsy either.
Ah Qing doesn't quite understand so many twists and turns, but he remembers the words of a certain "new brother".
Weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is.
Ah Qing often thinks that she doesn't know what arrogance is, but she thinks that people who work harder are not arrogant.
After recognizing that admirable "new brother", Ah Qing's life has undergone many changes.
But some things haven't changed.
The resident monks of Beitian Nursing Home and the patients in the nursing home have good senses about this new girl.
Some monks who are reciting sutras for a day are more diligent in reciting sutras and knocking wooden fish. It has nothing to do with others, but mainly in front of the pretty little girls who often pass by the door. As long as they are men, even monks, their hearts will rise, not to the little girl.
The idea of leaving a lazy impression...
As for the poor patients, they were touched by the simple and impoverished temperament of the pretty girl with the word "Yue" tattooed on her forehead. Only by living through the same hardships and troughs can we know what they really need.
Because I have been caught in the rain, I always want to hold an umbrella for others.
There is always a kindness inside.
After distributing the food, Ah Qing received an extra portion and walked to the backyard to a wellhead surrounded by a stone fence.
There is no water in the well.
There is a monk and an underground palace.
On all sides of the underground palace, there are four newly added murals of the Buddha Jataka.
On the north wall is the "Moonlight King's Giving Head".
The slovenly young monk who was sitting facing north stood up, clasped his hands, raised his head towards the mouth of the well, smiled and said:
"Amitabha, the female donor, come down quickly. The hell above is endless. Don't suffer in vain..."
Ah Qing kept moving, putting the food on the tray, using the modified runner, and using a rope to drop the tray. The old bell she tied on the tray swayed.
Ding bell~
The crisp ringing of the bell echoed throughout the underground palace, accompanied by the smell of rice, echoing back and forth.
Xiuzhen's face changed slightly, and she immediately stopped trying to pass people around, and quickly rushed forward to grab a bowl of rice.
It doesn’t matter whether it is food produced in the Pure Land or food transformed by evil spirits in the Infinite Hell.
Trust your stomach’s judgment.
Ah Qing chuckled, turned around and left the well.
She cleaned up and walked out of Beitian Nursing Home.
Meet the hair halfway.
The two are quite familiar, mainly because of Ouyang Rong.
Xiufa brought some rich dinner and asked Ah Qing to take it back to Sanhui Yuan to give to Liu's mother who was recovering from illness.
Ah Qing declined repeatedly, but at the insistence of the bald novice monk, she had no choice but to take it.
She held the food box in both hands and walked silently back to Sanhuiyuan.
Originally, Ah Qing, Liu Mu, and sister-in-law Yun Niang all lived at home on the outskirts of Longcheng. They escaped from the war after the last Kuangfu army came.
After returning, under the strong advice of Magistrate Diao and Master Shandao, after much hesitation, the family moved to Donglin Temple in Dagushan and settled in Sanhuiyuan where Ouyang Rong once stayed for recuperation.
The temple is safer after all, and it is also convenient for Mother Liu to recuperate.
At the same time, Ah Qing also found a new job in the Beitian Nursing Home. The Beitian Nursing Home is a joint venture between the county government and Donglin Temple, so it can also be seen...
Before the last ray of sunset fell, Ah Qing walked back to the familiar yard, quickened his pace, and pushed open the door. However, his sister-in-law Yun Niang was nowhere to be seen. From the corner of his eye, he saw a faint figure carrying a bowl and feeding medicine in the room where his mother was recovering from illness.
"Have you finished taking the medicine? Sister-in-law, please rest first. I'll feed you." Ah Qing said helplessly, walked into the lobby, put down the food box, turned around and entered the hospital bed in the wing. The next moment, her little face was stunned: "Old...
...Brother!”
When he saw the slender figure looking at the old woman in front of the bed in the house, Ah Qing cried out in surprise.
"Shh."
Ouyang Rong handed the medicine bowl back to Yun Niang, turned his head with a smile, raised his index finger to his mouth, glanced at the sleeping Liu Mu, and winked at Ah Qing.
Ah Qing suddenly blushed and became a little at a loss.
Soon her little face regained its expression, and her voice was so low that only the shape of her mouth remained:
"Brother, have you eaten?"
Ouyang Rong shook his head.
Ah Qing hurriedly took out the food box, and at the same time slowed down his movements for fear of waking up Liu Mu.
But what the little girl didn't know was that someone's soft "shh" was not just for her.
Ouyang Rong kept his index finger raised to his mouth, turned his head, and glanced out the window at the quiet night of Longcheng.
…
It is different from the reunion of a family on Dagushan Mountain.
In the Longcheng County market, the streets that have been bustling all day are closing stalls one after another and going their separate ways.
Following the traces of Li Li and others reported by Yan Liulang, Ouyang Rong returned quietly, but he didn't know that a certain girl in palace clothes had also come quietly.
Rong Zhen walked silently on the streets of Longcheng County.
Returned to Penglangdu again.
That's right, it's "again".
She has been in this county for a day. She got off the boat at Penlangdu in the morning and walked around this small county in the south of the Yangtze River.
Now I'm going round and round and back to the starting point.
But the journey became increasingly silent.
From Penglang Ferry, to the west bank of Guyue Jianpu, to Di Gongzha, and finally to Tanlang Ferry, which was a little admired by Zheyi Canal.
Did a field trip.
She fell silent.
After spending a long time in the Luoyang court and the Empress's palace, it was clear to Rong Zhen that behind every high-sounding principle in the world, there were other people's selfish desires.
Just like those officials who delivered memorials to Her Majesty the Queen with an upright look on their faces, each of them asked for orders for the people, and each of them was a stern official, but which one of them did not hide his unspeakable selfishness?
Rong Zhen has seen too much.
Therefore, when she followed the empress's order and copied Ouyang Lianghan's memorial, she only thought that this man was hypocritical and very verbose.
They talk about a bunch of "improper constructions" in detail.
But behind all your advice and suggestions on water control in Jiangnan, do you really have no selfish desire to protect the interests of the Jiangnan gentry and gentry behind them?
Just normal operation.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was a vast national political power, and every official from the local area who had taken the imperial examination, had military merit, or inherited the ancestral influence and was promoted to the central government, could more or less represent the interests of the local gentry and gentry behind them.
How many of the truly innocent and poor families there were? Even if there were any, they were quickly bribed and won over by the gentry and gentry after they came ashore and began to become the spokesperson for their interests in the court.
And having insight into these can be regarded as the basic qualities of a female official beside the empress. You will understand it after seeing it more.
So after Rong Zhen came to Xunyang City, whether he allegedly caught Ouyang Lianghan in the carriage at the West Gate and transferred his female family members to run away, or he ignored her order and beheaded Zhu Lingxu at the West Gate, in Rong Zhen's eyes, Ouyang Liang
John just has a naked selfish heart.
Behind the appearance of a gentleman, there may be a face driven by interests.
Which company's interests do you, a well-known gentleman like you, represent?
In addition to the Xunyang Prince’s Mansion that is visible at a glance, what else is there?
The Xie family of Chen County? The powerful squires of Jiangzhou Longcheng and Luling Nanlong? Or the giant businessmen of Jiangnan Road?
Since everyone is here for profit.
It would be better to be as evil as the Wei family. They want to dominate the family, steal the position of the Li family, replace it, and become the largest landowner in the world.
It's better than this group of hypocritical civil servants who talk about justice and are full of interests.
So far, the only person Rong Zhen can really admire and respect is the master who has been sitting around settling accounts for more than ten years.
Therefore, during their brief contact in Xunyang City, the more serious Ouyang Lianghan acted, the more she wanted to expose him.
Therefore, Rong Zhen came to Longcheng with suspicion.
Be prepared to investigate something:
Back then, Ouyang Lianghan beheaded Zhu Lingxu in public at the west city gate.
The day before, a person who was also closely related to Zhu Lingxu, Zhao Rushi, was publicly beheaded by unknown gangsters in the market of Longcheng County.
Rong Zhen vaguely discerned a certain connection between them.
She disembarked from the ship and landed today. She originally wanted to visit and investigate, but she never thought of it. She lost track of time while walking around.
the reason is simple.
This county is different from the ignorant and backward poor mountains and rivers in her impression.
Very different.
Have a completely new look.
Even the "qi" is quite different.
Yes, county towns also have "qi". In the eyes of the Qi watchers of the Yin and Yang family, everything has "qi", and a county town is no exception.
Just like a unified dynasty, whether it is gradually decaying and entering the afterglow of the sunset, or it is full of vitality like the sun at half past nine in the morning, or it is in the stage of young adulthood when the scorching sun is blazing...
These can be roughly "seen".
It’s hard to explain how I feel about Longcheng County.
If I had to describe it, I would compare the county seat to a person.
Then it was influenced by three masters with unique personalities... It was infected by three different "temperaments" by these three county magistrates, and they all blended together to make it natural.
Among them, there is a latest "temperament" that is particularly conspicuous...
Rong Zhen walked through the streets and silently read some county annals, and learned a lot.
If I guess correctly, these three county magistrates are:
Tao Yuanming, a famous scholar in the Eastern Jin Dynasty four hundred years ago.
Although he only served as county magistrate for eighty-one days, he left behind two released sika deer and the drunken figure "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence", which will be talked about by future generations.
Many streets, place names, and special products in this county come from his allusions to merlot and chrysanthemum wine.
This is what gives it style.
It cultivates a reclusive and open-minded landscape and scenic spot temperament.
If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals; if the water is not deep, it will be spiritual if there is a dragon.
The same goes for counties.
There is another person, Master Di, who was demoted from the high position of prime minister ten years ago and is "taking a step back from the beginning" here.
No love or resentment,
Prosperity through hard work.
Poor mountains and harsh waters? Fighting between heaven and earth?
It is also endless fun.
Provide disaster relief and flood control, resolve cases and repair floodgates.
Outwit the barbarians and eliminate the prostitutes.
The master's perseverance taught the people here that even the "unruly people" in the poor mountains and rivers can conquer nature.
A gentleman loses his time and surrenders to villains.
When times are tough, it is better to live in poverty and keep one's duty;
If you are not deceived, you will feel proud.
This is called giving character.
Then, the last one is... the "hypocrite" Ouyang Lianghan who she originally despised.
Digging the Broken Wing Canal to control floods, defeating the biggest bully, dismantling a dominant ancient Yue sword shop...and so on, and so on.
He came to Longcheng alone, and he had nothing but a piece of official paper.
His choice was not to join the ranks of the gentry and wealthy families, but to stand clearly on the opposite side of the powerful landlords in the county.
Scholars fight bullies.
Treat him to a guest, behead him, accept him as a dog?
Then release food, check the accounts, and conduct public trials and raids on homes!
all in all.
Be fair and fight.
This person hangs the word "justice" high in the lobby of Dragon City and teaches the people how to fight step by step.
It gives this county the temperament of a vested interest group that wants to overthrow all common people.
Finally, some kind of thriving vitality is released.
In Rong Zhen's eyes, what the Broken Wing Canal connects is not only a pool of stagnant water in the terrain, but also a pool of numb stagnant water in the hearts of the people of Longcheng.
This is called giving spiritual energy.
Literary spirit, character and spirit.
Three county magistrates, three legacies.
The influence of this kind of temperament at the helm on governance and pioneering work is not groundless.
Just like Emperor Taizong Wen, he fought bullfights with anger and was invincible. His civil and martial arts gave Da Qian and even the current Da Zhou a momentum of expanding territory and full of martial virtue.
This is the change that the founding leaders brought to a new dynasty and its people.
In the words of the Yin Yang family's spiritual watchers, this is called a dragon among men.
As if they did not belong to this era, they had a brand-new personality and temperament, which made the creatures of the old era look at them and couldn't help but follow them, so everyone also became people of the new era.
The latest changes in Longcheng County are vaguely pointing to the cold and cold girl in palace clothes who previously thought she was a hypocrite with high morals.
The facts in front of her, tell her now... It seems, it seems, there may be some misunderstanding?
The girl in palace clothes who was "wasting time" and wandered around for a day calmed down, walked back to Penglangdu, and looked down at the golden river water lapping at the ancient bricks on the shore.
Maybe... be less selfish?
She whispered:
"How can a person be completely unselfish? It's just more or less."
At this time, a female official hurried over.
Rong Zhen came to his senses and turned around:
"What's wrong?"
"Found...something."
"what?"
"Ms. Shi, you will know after you take a look."
Rong Zhen looked at the serious expression of the female officer and nodded.
I followed him to a restaurant where the crime occurred...