Chapter 5 Good nephew, you don't want to be called unfilial, do you?
Chapter 5 My dear nephew, you don’t want to be known as unfilial, right?
"Mingtang, I'll take my leave now."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work these days, Xiaoyan."
"Mingtang is too polite. Call me Humble Position Wu Shi, or Yan Liu."
"Is Yan Liu the sixth eldest child in the family?"
"That's right. Above the humble position... there are five sisters."
Ouyang Rong, who was seeing Yan Wuxie out, smiled and said jokingly: "Then I'll be very busy as my uncle."
"Hehe." Yan Wuxie scratched his head.
"Let me call you Liulang from now on." Ouyang Rong agreed.
"Okay, Mingtang!" Yan Wuxie suddenly became as energetic as a shot of chicken blood, and calling Liu Lang made him feel closer.
However, Yan Wujie, who was about to leave, turned his head halfway, remembered something, and hesitated: "Mingtang, I was so anxious today that I contradicted Aunt Ling, why don't I let you go in and propose a cup of tea..."
Afterwards, the detective in navy blue quickly went out and left.
"Here, here, here, here, here." A middle-aged monk staggered out of a room, his face flushed under the cover of the night.
Ouyang Rong is a little tired. He doesn't want to talk about these family affairs now. He just wants to figure out what suddenly appeared in his mind...or the thing he brought here, maybe it is related to whether he has a chance to go back. As for the floods under the mountain,
At the moment, he is also hesitant, just like what he once told Heyiqiu Laodao before crawling out of the underground palace, he is not a saint, nor does he have the heart to be a saint, he is just a person who has left his "homeland".
She suddenly turned around and asked, "Tan Lang, why didn't you tell me Meng's truth after this argument?"
"Come pick it up tomorrow."
"There are two old men with abscesses, and one mute woman, but the one with abscesses all over his body and the one with a broken little finger... We still have these two people in Beitian Courtyard? Like the county magistrate, he fell down two days ago.
Well? How come the young monk doesn’t know?” Xiu Du scratched his head in confusion.
Also, after all the young men in the family died young, they and the Zhao family brought up Ouyang Rong and sent him to study. In addition to the proper care of the clan in the village, the two women were naturally not easy to mess with.
"Good medicine." He praised, then turned around: "Aunt, my nephew is a little dizzy again. This medicine is a bit strong. I'm going to lie down for a while. You've been on the road all day, so go and settle down and get some rest early.
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Ouyang Rong immediately greeted him, not caring about burning his mouth, and finished the meal in one gulp, barely clinking glasses with his hairy little head.
Having settled his worries, he closed the door and lay down on the couch with his clothes on.
After hearing this, Mrs. Zhen put down her assistant and sat on the stool. She looked at him in silence for a long time before sighing:
"I have indeed grown up. Just now I have learned to put down my talents to win over the servants, and I no longer argue with my aunt about right and wrong...Looking at it this way, being demoted once is not a big loss. My mind is deeper. This is good, do it
Officials must be more profound, so that people below will be afraid of them."
"That night I fell into the underground palace... In addition to your senior brother Xiuzhen, there was an old man covered in abscesses and a mute girl with her little finger cut off. They were quite pitiful. Can you ask Beitian Yard to take good care of these two people?
Especially the elderly who have abscesses all over their bodies to see if they can be cured."
In the past few years, Ouyang Rong worked hard and went all the way to Luoyang and became a Jinshi. Their lineage immediately became the core of the Ouyang clan in Nanlong. The glory of the family is just that, the mother is more valuable than the son, and the Zhen family is even more valuable.
No one dared to offend her, and there was no shortage of land or servants at home. She no longer had to care about petty profits, and she could be proud of herself among the rural women.
Zhen is the daughter of a military family, her nickname is Shuyuan. It is said that her father once served as a captain in a certain frontier army and had some family skills in marksmanship and martial arts. However, her family fell into decline and she married into the Ouyang family.
It's a pity that Ouyang Rong's uncle passed away shortly after his wedding.
He raised his head and chuckled: "So you jumped into the water that day without saying a word?"
"Pagoda?" Mrs. Zhen, who was bending down to pour tea, looked back at the door and said, "The pagodas in this temple are quite tall. I don't know how much money was spent on them. These temples are really rich.
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"My good nephew who is famous all over the world for his loyalty and filial piety... you don't want to be known as unfilial, right?" Mrs. Zhen smiled.
First, I went to the chanting hall, where I had afternoon classes with my senior brothers and chanted sutras.
Zhen frowned and looked outside the door, "And doesn't he know that Tan Lang is weak? How could he stand in the wind for so long in front of the door? He is ignorant. By the way, Tan Lang, the host just checked your pulse and said that your pulse is not good yet.
It's too stable, I need to drink some conditioning medicine in the next few days, and the medicine will be delivered later."
Ouyang Rong put down his tea cup and said calmly: "Because my nephew has grown up."
Ouyang Rong lowered his head and thought for a while.
Yan Wuxie shook his head: "Some colleagues said so privately, but I don't believe it, because I don't believe that a person who dares to tell the truth loudly to the empress in the Jinluan Palace would go to a remote place like ours to tell lies to a group of illiterate poor ghosts.
talk."
As soon as he arrived, a graceful woman slowly walked out of the back room, came behind Ouyang Rong who was watching him, and gently put a coat on him.
"It happened, but I was in a humble position and was ignorant at the time. Don't take it to heart in Mingtang. Mingtang is a big shot and can't mention random words. My father also taught me a lesson after I returned..." the latter explained quickly.
Zhen said slyly: "The current Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty is the female emperor. Men and women are not close to each other. It's up to the female palace officials to jump in to save him. Tan Lang remembers to stay away."
Ouyang Rong smiled: "Then if the emperor falls into the water like me one day, should I jump in immediately to save him?"
As soon as I close my eyes, there are auspicious clouds and fairy mist in front of me, and the distant mountains are approaching. At the end of the field of vision, there is a very familiar merit tower, and the door has been opened...
The eight-foot-tall man choked up when he said this.
Zhen immediately said: "You can't."
"What does it smell like?"
"Donor, it's time to take medicine."
Ouyang Rong smiled and watched this heroic and enthusiastic young novice leave.
"Why are you staring at your aunt, Tanlang? You don't recognize her anymore?"
Mrs. Zhen was silent for a while, glanced outside the door, and muttered: "Bad boy, you can't just jump down like that. How can you swim? Just show off. There are many loyal ministers, not bad."
you this!"
"No problem. Beitian Yuan is funded by the county government. Don't worry, the county magistrate. I'll go talk to the senior brother in charge of the courtyard and he will take care of it for the county magistrate."
After saying that, he was about to go back to the house to get some wine. Halfway through, he was suddenly startled.
After the woman left, the last four words still lingered in her mind.
"The county magistrate is very polite. If you can do anything the poor monk can do, just give me your instructions."
Zhen's round chin slightly raised, "Of course, Tanlang is a disciple of the emperor, an official of the imperial court, and the head of a county. How can their lives be as valuable as yours? Not even one ten thousandth of it. If you don't jump in to save,
Do you want to rebel? If anything happens to you, they will all be implicated!"
In the evening, the flow of customers was sparse, and the host finished the work perfectly. Xiu went out to prepare for a meal. Suddenly, he remembered something while walking and headed to Beitian Courtyard.
"At that time, the water level of Butterfly Creek surged, and there were all rapids and reefs. Even the most familiar fishermen found it difficult. Mingtang was hit on the head by one of the reefs. However, among the cooks who entered the water, there was a very brave man who directly killed Mingtang.
He was snatched back from the whirlpool, but he seemed to have suffered some injuries."
He seemed to be remembering something, "Before we fell into the water, when we first met, did you ask for a word from me?"
She took the helpless Ouyang Rong to sit down at the table and poured him a cup of hot tea to warm himself up.
In my impression, this aunt has always had a rather fierce temperament, and is also a bit tactful and snobbish. She is the kind of temperament that would tear apart half a rice plant in the countryside...
Fortunately, a bright little bald man appeared in the courtyard outside, took a plate and came in.
Ouyang Rong, who was originally worried about the new thing that appeared in his mind, changed his face slightly.
"It's so stuffy in the den room, and I'm covered in sweat."
"You're welcome."
Then the little novice monk carefully repeated what Ouyang Rong had told him, and repeatedly told him that this was something ordered by the county magistrate, and he should do it well.
Ouyang Rong lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded and said: "When I rest for two days and go down the mountain, I will definitely go and thank this good man."
Yan Wuxie's face suddenly turned red. He paused, hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help but say:
"Mingtang, I, Yan Liu, admire two kinds of people the most in my life. One is to ask for orders for the people and punish lawless and upright officials; the other is to be a hero who goes around and robs the rich and helps the poor. I have been stupid in reading since I was a child. I am not as smart as my sisters. I dream
I can't do the former one when I'm awake; and my father won't let me do the latter one even to the death. He even won't allow me to join the army. He says that a military household is a low-income gambler who gambles his life for fame. He just wants me to take him over.
Ban, I am eating and waiting to die in this county government office.
"Amitabha, female benefactor... Hey, why did Master call the county magistrate's aunt in the morning as 'female Bodhisattva', and in the afternoon when he called the pockmarked woman who was sincerely praying, he also called 'female benefactor'? It's weird, weird, really weird.
Is there something special about it?"
Xiufa shrugged and sniffed, pointed at Xiudu and said, "Why does it smell so bad?"
On the road at night, the little novice monk muttered something to himself, imitating the master's manner and tone in the afternoon. When he read somewhere, he suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
"It's not me, it's us."
However, she said: "Tanlang, you are a county government servant who is so reckless that you can't even hold a knife firmly. Why should you condescend to win over me? How can you be so patient and listen to what he says? It's really childish and wasteful."
your time.”
Mrs. Zhen has a round little face of the classic lady type. In the words of the common people at that time, she looks like a dignified and good housewife, but the light mole at the corner of her mouth adds a little more charm, which is already half
The old lady is still plump and beautiful.
The woman in the skirt licked her hair behind her ears with her little finger, and suddenly changed the subject: "Now that Tan Lang has grown up, shouldn't it be time to start thinking about marriage? I have already been delayed for three years in paying filial piety."
Yan Wuxie hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, it's a lucky star, and I'm really ashamed that that day, not only a lowly person jumped into the water to save others...
"Isn't the life of the Emperor of Zhou more valuable than me, the county magistrate?"
At this time, she was wearing a light blue slanted collared jacket on the upper body and a goose yellow skirt on the lower body. However, the floor-length skirt was knotted at the calf to facilitate daily travel outside. She also wore an additional half-arm sleeve on the upper body.
, this was also first popularized by the young ladies of the powerful families in Luoyang, and was the dress worn by noble ladies from the official families.
After a while, the young novice monk who never forgot to study Master's "profound Buddhist teachings" rushed to Beitian Alms Home. There was no one on duty in the hospital.
"Senior Brother Xiudu?" He shouted four or five times before someone finally answered.
It's just that her pair of piercing red and phoenix eyes give people a rather sharp and unyielding feeling.
"Childish..." Ouyang Rong withdrew his gaze, turned around and asked, "Auntie, do you think... going into the water to save your nephew is what they should have done."
"Then what if it's a man."
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Xiufa was about to take the medicine bowl and run away, but Ouyang Rong suddenly stopped him, "By the way, Xiufa, I have something to ask you."
that's the truth.
Ouyang Rong held the hot tea cup and silently looked at Mrs. Zhen who was busy taking care of him through the warm tea smoke.
After class, he turned left when he went out and passed through several solemn halls with Buddha statues. He found the master who was receiving pilgrims. He took the initiative to serve tea and water, and accompanied the master to explain the fortunes and dreams of the more distinguished pilgrims.
But before going out, she said without looking back:
"Tan Lang, don't forget that your mother had two wishes for you during her lifetime. One is to be admitted to the Jinshi examination, and the other is to marry a girl with the fifth surname!"
"What the hell?"
"Mingtang, I heard that you spoke for the people and offended the nobles of Luoyang, so you were demoted to Jiangzhou. On that day you took office alone and led a thin horse. You stood on the Longshou Bridge and said in public that during the four-year term, you were going to
To cure the flood, we must also give justice to the 6,000 households in Longcheng County. I, Yan Liu..."
Ouyang Rong suddenly asked: "Don't you suspect that I am just putting on airs, shouting slogans, and then leave after four years?"
"What kind of noble people are you...Jun Qing, in the past, you have to teach your aunt every time." Mrs. Zhen looked at Ouyang Rong with a confused look.
Ouyang Rong glanced at Zhen, but the latter's expression was as usual, and he did not feel that he was contradicting himself at all. Instead, he became more and more sure, "Anyway, Tanlang is a born noble, maybe he is the reincarnation of a literary saint, but he is different from other people.
The specific reason...I, a woman, can't explain it, but you just have to listen to your aunt, and it will harm you. If you don't listen...if you don't listen, you are unfilial!"
Ouyang Rong raised his hand and patted Yan Wuxie's shoulder, "Liu Lang, I understand."
"No, I'm looking at... a very interesting tower."
But now it's better, all that's left is the white face.
"Oh, senior brother, don't catch a cold if you're sweating." Xiufa nodded, not doubting that he was there.
Xiu Du burped his wine, promised with all his heart, and finally sent his junior brother away. When they left, he patted his face that smelled of wine and sighed, "This is the last bite."
"Auntie is not that kind of weak woman." Ouyang Rong shook his head, "Besides, auntie and I haven't had time to thank you Liulang for going into the water to save people that day. The grace of saving lives is obviously greater."
In fact, the original person... or the current one whose memories of the two lives have been merged, is a little afraid of Mrs. Zhen, because in his memory, his mother, Mrs. Zhao, is usually the one who plays the sweet face, and Mrs. Zhen, who plays the bad side, taking turns to train the child.
Mrs. Zhen looked at him, nodded, gave him a few more instructions, then got up and went out.
"Then I'll trouble you."
After Xiufa left Sanhuiyuan, she returned the dishes to the kitchen.
Even the man with short hair and even shorter hair looked at Ouyang Rong with a calm face in silence.
Good guy, the county magistrate wants to marry a girl with the fifth surname and Qi Wang? This should be a little more difficult than marrying a princess from the Li family or the Wei family, right? The fifth surnames and Qi Wang sometimes even disdain to marry a daughter to the royal family...
Xiufa lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then shook his head sadly, "Buddhism is too profound and difficult to understand... Forget it, I'll ask my teacher tomorrow."
"I went over there two days ago and took a look. Isn't there only Senior Brother Xiuzhen down there? It's strange..."
Finally, the monk shook his head and muttered and returned to the house.
"The county magistrate's illness is really getting worse...burp~ One more bite."
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