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Chapter 26 You Know Jimin

Zhen discovered a strange thing.

Xie Lingjiang actually started calling Tan Lang "senior brother".

It was quite sudden. Don't you remember that you called Brother Lianghan before?And Tan Lang called her "Brother Ling Jiang" and "Little Junior Sister" to her, and he came as he pleased.

In the hall of Meiluxuan, Mrs. Zhen, who was wearing a green skirt and a green tie on her shoulders, turned her head to look at the two talking and laughing as they walked past her, with a suspicious expression on her face.

When this somewhat arrogant daughter of the Xie family came to her in the afternoon to ask about Tan Lang's whereabouts, didn't she call Brother Liang Han with a straight face? Why did she change her mind when she came back at night?

Tan Lang couldn't be playing hard to get, deliberately ignoring the little girl for a few days, and then suddenly giving her some warmth.Just like she used to train the maids... The woman in the skirt is dark.

Finally got the hang of it?

Zhen took the opportunity to pull Ouyang Rong outside the door and asked:
"Why are you getting dirty again? What is Tan Lang busy with? Go take a shower before serving, pay attention to your image, I'll ask Banxi to boil the water..."

Ouyang Rong shook his head, "No need for now, I'm just going back to Luming Street to get a copy of the yamen's official document, and I'll bring my junior sister over for dinner, and I have to go to the outskirts of the city to deal with some things in the evening, and I may come back late, so my aunt should go to bed early, don't waited."

Zhen Shi: "You..."

"That's right." Ouyang Rong turned his head and stuffed a small jar of pickled radish to her, "Put it on the table and give it to Junior Sister to taste."

"So she likes to eat this?" The woman was distracted, lowered her head and sniffed, and said with a happy face: "Okay, okay."

Ouyang Rong was a little worried, and reminded: "Don't put Quansheng on the table, save some for me."

"Really, the man should be more generous."

"..."

During the dinner in Meilu Garden, Ouyang Rong called Yan Liulang, who hurried over halfway, nodded to Ouyang Rong, Xie Lingjiang and Zhen Shi, and sat down directly, grabbing a bowl to cook.

Similar to Ouyang Rong when he first came to the table, he looked like a starving ghost.

In the past few days, Ouyang Rong sent him to lead the county government arresters to maintain the law and order of dozens of disaster relief camps in the suburbs. Every day, they run around to catch thieves and thieves. There are tens of thousands of migrants gathering inside and outside the city. It's a trivial matter. There are a lot of them, and the buttocks don't stick to the stool for a moment. It's really hard work.

What's more, the territory of Longcheng has belonged to Wu Yue since ancient times.

This is not to say that the folk customs here are barbaric, on the contrary, after Ouyang Rong came to govern these days, he found that the folk customs are simple and the people are very dull and honest.

But honest people are the strongest, as long as they are ignited.

"What I'm busy with is not a case of fighting for power, it's all about enmity and resentment. I really don't know where they hide so many swords. The disputes left by the parents more than ten years ago, the sons and grandchildren have a chance. Go back and turn your sword out to take revenge."

Yan Liulang wiped his mouth, sighed and said, "I can't afford food after this flood, and I'm still thinking about these grievances."

Xie Lingjiang picked up a piece of pickled radish and nodded: "There are many generous and elegiac people in Yanzhao in the north, while Wuyue in the south is the land of revenge and hatred, not a place where filth is hidden. Looking through the history, these two places are rich in small and big. Assassin dead."

"It's a good thing to be bloody." Ouyang Rong muttered while grilling the rice.

Yan Liulang put down his bowl and asked: "Mingfu, the use of work for relief these days has indeed reduced refugees and thieves, and the law and order in the city has improved a lot, but if we gather so many refugees in the outskirts of the city, will something happen? "

"Are you talking about the plague or the rebellion?" Ouyang Rong didn't raise his head.

Yan Liulang almost choked on the words that were too direct.

"Uh, Mingfu, the main reason is that I feel a little uneasy. No county magistrate has ever done this before, and it should be because they are afraid that there will be too many people to manage."

"It's not like you thought about it, but your father told you?"

"Yes, he was worried too."

"Yan County Lieutenant is thinking about these things. It seems that his energy is not bad. Why don't you sell your leave and go back to the Yamen?"

"I don't know, he said that he is going to retire when he is old, and he will let me manage the arrest squad for him this year."

Ouyang Rong nodded, looked in the direction of the suburbs, and said softly:
"Don't worry, Liulang, I will go to the disaster relief camp every day, and nothing will happen if I am there. And if even I, the county magistrate, can't do anything and can't fill up some gaps, then even if they are all scattered, they should go out." It's still possible."

Xie Lingjiang also nodded, "That's right. And our Great Zhou Dynasty was not in the same situation as the end of Qin Dynasty and the end of Sui Dynasty. Gathering the people to repair the flood of the Yellow River would cause anger and resentment."

Ouyang Rong said again: "Besides, everyone just wants to have enough food. There is nothing wrong with this. This is what the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty and our place should do, and it is not difficult. Now there are no strong enemies outside the border and no wars. Come to the court to sing and dance to promote peace, don’t the princes of the Zhou court say that this is a peaceful and prosperous age, there are so many surplus grains in the warehouses in various places, we work together, and the flood will be cured.”

He felt energetic again, so he buried the bowl and took two mouthfuls of rice.Zhen Shi on the side quietly served him food.

"Senior brother is right." Xie Lingjiang nodded earnestly with his eyes burning.

In her mind, the scene of hard work and vitality that she saw in the afternoon is still present.

Yan Liulang couldn't help but look at this girl from the Xie family who was usually not very active when chatting with several people.

Without thinking too much, he smiled, and said: "Alright then, I will lead a team to take care of the law and order, and I can't stay with Mingfu all the time, so I will trouble Miss Xie to take care of it for me."

"it is good."

Everyone was in a good mood for dinner, and after eating the last bite of food, Ouyang Rong took Xie Lingjiang and Yan Liulang out without stopping.

Tonight, he has to go to the newly built Frostfall Camp to inspect. In addition, he has to deal with the medical care of some refugees. The county has not enough doctors and manpower. He is considering whether to go to Donglin Temple... Ouyang Rong is only now After knowing it, I found out that the Donglin Temple of this "Green Lantern Ancient Buddha" is really fucking rich.

Before leaving the Meilu Garden, Zhen asked Banxi to stuff candied fruit into Ouyang Rong's pocket to fill his stomach at night, but Yan Liulang at the side knew that his Ming Mansion was silently put away, and every time he returned to the gate of the camp, he would It is to distribute it to the refugee children.

The three of them walked out of Meilu Garden, and went to the Longcheng County Government Office first. Ouyang Rong approved some documents in the temporary office, stamped them with the official seal and handed them over to the clerk, and gathered with Xie Yan who were waiting outside the door to prepare leave.

But at this moment, Diao Xiancheng, who looked flustered, rushed into the gate of the county government office with two men dressed as postmen, waving a few pieces of thin letter paper in his hand.

Before reaching the front, the three of Ouyang Rong heard:

"Ming Fu Ming Fu, it's bad, it's bad! News came from Jiangzhou that the Jimin Warehouse, which was preparing for disaster relief, was opened three days ago by imperial decree, but the hundreds of thousands of shi rice stored in it disappeared, and the entire Jimin Warehouse It's less than a quarter full!"

Inside and outside the county government office, there was a sudden silence.

Whether it was the yamen servants passing by after get off work, or the clerks in the public house who were about to write, they all stopped as if they had been pressed the pause button, and their expressions were shocked.

And in the open space outside the main hall of the court, the three young people who were closest to Diao Xiancheng who reported the letter, among them the two standing on the left and right, were so shocked that they couldn't help turning their heads to look at the young county magistrate in the middle. .

"You... say it again."

The calm tone of the man who happened to be standing in the shadow of a tree made Diao Xiancheng take a step back subconsciously, but he could only bite the bullet and repeat it again, and then hurriedly said:
"Now the whole Jiangzhou city is in chaos. The chief executive of Jimincang hanged himself in fear of crime. A large number of officials under the governor of Jiangzhou have been suspended. The Jiangnan supervisor sent to supervise the disaster relief has also entered Jiangzhou city. 130 people have been investigated and imprisoned. people……"

"Stop talking about this." The young magistrate suddenly said, "You just need to tell me how much food is left in Jimin Cang? How much of the promised relief food can be allocated within three months?"

"There are only [-] shi left in Jimin Cang, but if we want to share it with Jiangzhou City and the surrounding disaster-stricken counties, we can only share... [-] shi."

"Three thousand... stones." The young county magistrate bowed his head and muttered to himself.

"Besides..." Diao Xiancheng hesitated for a moment, "Now that the disaster is urgent, and Jiangzhou has such a big case, all the localities are overwhelmed. The higher authorities have asked the county magistrates to be in charge of local disaster relief and water control..."

"How can we help if there is no food or money?" It was Xie Lingjiang's cold voice.

"The above said to ask the county magistrate to think of more ways. If there is not enough money and food, they can call more local landlords and wealthy households to donate surplus food, or collect food from temples and Taoist temples...it's all right. Most of them will share the worries of the prefectures and counties and tide over the difficulties together. When the disaster is over, we can give them some welfare policies, tax exemptions, etc., all of which can be decided by the county magistrate, or even ask the gentry and landlords to borrow some food, and when the relief food arrives, they will naturally pay back..."

"Just let us fend for ourselves." Xie Lingjiang nodded.Someone is silent.

Diao Xiancheng said helplessly: "That's what the above explained. This is an official document for the Ming government... and the most important thing is also explained, that is, the order at the bottom must be stabilized during disaster relief, especially... …Refugees, there must be no mistakes in this aspect, this is the bottom line of the imperial court, and it is also the most important item in the post-disaster monitoring and assessment, other than that, it can be properly forgiven for poor performance in other places.”

After Diao Xiancheng finished speaking, the audience was silent.

No one made a sound, and no one dared to speak first, because one person was silent.

Xie Lingjiang turned his head silently.

In the open space of the county government compound, the vegetation behind everyone just covered the candlelight cast from the court hall. Most of the young county magistrate's body was melted into the shadow. Xie Lingjiang couldn't see clearly what he was doing at this moment. Expression, only a pair of eyes can be seen staring at the ground.

"Mingfu, do you want to take a look again?" Diao County took out an official document and handed it over.

Seeing that the man next to him hadn't moved for a long time, Xie Lingjiang was about to reach out to pick it up, but in the next second, he was suddenly snatched by a cold palm, which was too fast and touched the back of her hand, so she knew that his palm was cold. It's cold, and it hurts a little.

Ouyang Rong held the official document between his fingers, flicked it, and said with a curious expression: "You mean, within three months, I and 1 victims have only this paper and less than 980 shi Food?"

Diao County Prime Minister didn't know how to answer, so he murmured, "Should...it should be."

Ouyang Rong suddenly wanted to ask, if the court didn't provide relief in the disaster year, why would the court be needed?Is it a decoration supported by the people?Like the stupas in those temples?But donating a pagoda in someone's temple at least has a few fasting meals in the morning, middle and evening.

But when the words came to his lips, they only turned into a praise in the end:
"Jimincang, the name is really well chosen."

Ouyang Rong squeezed the official document and left the county office with a chuckle, leaving everyone there looking at each other.

(End of this chapter)