"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 County 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 howled: "And more, and more, and more..."
"explain."
Diao County Cheng tilted his head to cover his face to avoid 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 food and silver obtained by confiscating the Ming Dynasty's homes be lost, 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.
"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 of 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! A little impatience will ruin the big plan. Keep the green hills alive and don't worry about running out of firewood..."
Magistrate Diao County hurriedly spoke and after a heart-wrenching explanation, he found that the man in front of him had not moved. He carefully put down his palm and looked up. He didn't know when the young magistrate's face became calm. Came down and looked at him silently.
"Ming... Mansion?"
"You are full of smooth words. Master Diao 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 weightless 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 emotions 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 said just now makes some sense."
"Dare I ask Mingfu, which sentence is it? 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 gathering around 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, but glanced at the dark night before dawn, and suddenly said loudly: "General Qin."
"The general is here!"
"Make a fire and cook the pot, feed the horses with millet, and let the brothers have a good meal before dawn."
"According to the order!" Captain Qin did not ask any further questions and went to execute it immediately.
When Diao Xiancheng heard this, he almost blacked out. Didn't he say that he wouldn't lift the table? Why do you still gather soldiers and horses to eat "Zhuangxing Dinner"? !
"It's been a hard night, why don't you go get something to eat together."
Ouyang Rong whispered to the junior sister and Yan Liulang who were also confused, 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.
…
Ouyang Rong had a habit of walking to the disaster relief camp on the outskirts of the city every morning, and then returning to the government office for work. If there was no official business that day, he would just stay in the outskirts of the city to handle affairs among the refugees and mind his own business.
Even after so much happened last night.
Today is no exception. After Ouyang Rong left the official office, he subconsciously walked here again.
The disaster relief camp was full of refugees who were homeless due to floods. 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, and it was the busiest time of the day.
Ouyang Rongting likes this kind of vitality.
The market in the morning is the 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 entrance of the camp, he distributed the dates, wheat candies and other snacks stuffed by his aunt to the passing children, and then went to find a hill to sit on where he could get the morning sun. It was actually an old place.
This time, Ouyang Rong found that there was another group of children following behind him. They were 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... Okay, are you here to bribe me again? If you don't learn well when you are young, you will grow up." That’s okay, 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 couldn't help but laugh, pretending to frown and sigh: "I promised not to take any needles and threads, but I end up feeding me pickled radishes every day. Well, there are 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. 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 to walk 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 it that he realized how delicious it was.
Just when his thoughts were wandering, someone behind him suddenly shouted timidly: "Master."
Ouyang Rong turned around and saw a familiar little figure.
"Aqing? Why are you here?"
The young girl with the tattoo on her forehead is still wearing the same old clothes. There are many shabby patches, but she is neat and clean. Her sun-tanned face is also a healthy wheat color. This is a kind of clean and clean at first glance. The girl of Baiyun, 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: "Listen They said that the master often comes around here in the morning, and A-Qing came here... But the master didn't seem to come yesterday, so I waited all morning... But today the master finally came!"
Ah Qing took a step 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. Thinking of this little girl, she would come 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."
He took it with both hands, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the sleeve corners of the shirt seemed to be embroidered with some beautiful embroidery, and he laughed a little in his heart.
"It's not hard work." Ah Qing blushed and looked down at the 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, he will hopefully recover."
Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good." In fact, he directly asserted that Ah Shan would be fine that day, just to give Ah Shan his family confidence. Sometimes it is important to give people a little "life".
Ah Qing also said a lot of words of gratitude, and the two sat on the hillside and chatted for a while. However, Ouyang Rong had something on his mind, and Ah Qing was also introverted, so the atmosphere soon became quiet. Ah Qing looked at The young county magistrate, who was looking away and smiling a little, took the initiative to leave.
Before leaving, Ouyang Rong sharply noticed 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. He remembered that Mother Liu seemed to have mentioned where A Qing worked as an embroiderer to support the family... He thought to himself.
Ouyang Rong watched the little girl's leaving figure and sat on the hillside for a while. When the early sun warmed his body, it seemed as if some kind of power had returned, and all the fatigue in his body or heart was swept away.
The young county magistrate stood up, holding his shirt and carrying a few bags of pickled radishes, and walked towards Longcheng County, which was awakening in the morning light, without looking back.
"Isn't it just playing dirty under the table? Who can't do it? No, a gentleman has been starving to death for so long, so he has to take a bite of 'meat' first..."
