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Chapter 27

Ouyang Rong suddenly discovered something.

One... something he'd been oblivious to since he'd been here.

First of all, the current Great Zhou Dynasty is indeed a prosperous age that may be famous in history. Luoyang and Chang'an in Guanzhong are indeed prosperous and prosperous scenes where all nations came to the dynasty. It's hard for you to be called a famous general. After integrating the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, the influence of Gan culture swept the surrounding Siyi.

Even if the scheming Empress Wei could not be regarded as a wise lord, she could still be called a strong lord, and she would never be a foolish lord.

This young dynasty, which was founded 80 years ago and changed to Zhou, you have to admit that it is in the heyday of an unstoppable upward trend of the country. The foundation is relatively stable, and it is far from the end of the historical cycle.

Ouyang Rong was reborn from a prosperous era to such a prosperous dynasty.

But he ignored it... This glorious and prosperous age has nothing to do with the tens of thousands of disaster victims in Longcheng County at this moment, and it has nothing to do with most of the low-level people in the ten ways of the world.

Most of the wealth of this prosperous empire is concentrated in the hands of the royal family Zhou Ting, Guanlong dignitaries, five surnames Qiwang, and local local tyrants and gentry, and at most the people in Guanzhong who are living in the heart of the empire are well-off.

So, what does prosperity have to do with you?

It is the saddest thing in a prosperous age to be full of mourners. Even the historians are unwilling to write down a pen, for fear of tarnishing the "rule of so-and-so" and "prosperity of such-and-such"; Fear of ruining the fantasy and longing for the great dynasty established by our ancestors.

And even if you try your best, you can't overthrow this prosperous world, it's still there... Think about it, how hopeless it is.

Moreover, even a "prosperous age" was in such a state, and Ouyang Rong would no longer want to read any history books in the future.

But right now, he is in a chapter of a possible history book in the future, but he is just a small seventh-rank county magistrate, who opens his eyes wide and faces the sorrowful people who are not taken seriously in the prosperous age...

"What should we do, Ouyang Lianghan?"

Ouyang Rong flew to the clouds again, looked at the ancient pagoda standing in front of him and asked himself.

It's just that no one answered him.

After standing outside the tower for a long time, Ouyang Rong turned and left, returning to reality.

In fact, he has not entered the merit tower for many days. Since the establishment of the disaster relief camp organization to provide relief with work, there are indeed clear and clear wooden fish sounds in his ears from time to time. He should have accumulated a lot of merit points, but Ouyang Rong has not entered the tower to see it. .

He has been waiting, and after the disaster relief and flood control are almost arranged, he will enter the pagoda and take a look. If he meets [-] merit points, he will go directly to the Pure Land Palace to receive his blessing and leave.If he is not satisfied, he will work as the magistrate of Longcheng County for a while. Anyway, the term of office is four years, and he should do as much as possible.

And even if the merits were worth [-] before the disaster relief and flood control work was completed, Ouyang Rong couldn't pass the test in his heart and ran away halfway.

He has never had the habit of leaving in the middle of a toss about a matter, unless it is force majeure. This is true for the former Gongde Pagoda app title returning to Donglin Temple, this is true for insisting on returning to the "hometown" for postgraduate entrance examinations, and it is also true for disaster relief and flood control. in this way.

So why bother to enter the tower before finishing.

……

"It's ridiculous."

It was the garden with flying plum petals again, in an elegant and quiet water pavilion, a beautiful woman wearing a crown and sword came, and spit out these four characters as soon as she sat down.

"Who offended my sister?"

Su Gu'er lowered her head and stroked the cat.

She was wearing a crimson purple narrow skirt and sitting alone by the water, holding a strange lazy cat in her arms, with a snow-white body and black spots at the corners of her mouth, resembling a butterfly.

Cats at this time were called raccoon slaves in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they were rare in number. Many came from foreign countries as tribute, such as Persian cats; court ladies and princesses raised more, and Princess Changle, who was favored by the dynasty at that time, was a "cat". "Slave", it is said that there are seven good cats, all of which have elegant names.

As a result, raccoon slaves gradually became popular among the upper-class ladies in Luoyang.But in the south, there are still very few of them, and Xie Lingjiang has never seen a few, but only saw an older sister Wang Zhenyang in Wuyi Lane. This thing is really cute, but she thinks it is too delicate. Yes, Xie Lingjiang doesn't like anything pampered.

"Shushu, it's all Shushu! They don't even spare the life-saving food in Jimin Cang... It's ridiculous."

Su Gu'er raised her eyes, and saw that the girl from the Xie family was still tightly grasping the hilt of the sword on her knee after she sat down, her five fingers turned blue and rattled.

"Sister Xie, the sixth generation of the noble family, naturally feel that they are useless."

Xie Lingjiang turned around, "Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Absurd, but not surprised."

Xie Lingjiang stared at her, "You too, don't be angry."

"What's the use of Bao'er being angry? Everyone has his own life."

"What if...you are given the power to dispose of it."

"Chop up and down."

Su Gu'er lowered her head and stroked the cat.Xie Lingjiang turned his head, looked at the night scene outside the water pavilion, stopped talking, and his eyes were a little dazed.

There was a little maid with a steamed bun face waiting outside the door. Seeing that the lady and Miss Xie's family were no longer arguing, she brought tea into the room and presented refreshments to Xie Lingjiang; she also took a bookcase and placed it beside the lady.

Su Guer called "Colorful Ribbon" and handed the raccoon slave in her arms to the personal maid. The cat was named "Die Nu" and it was given to her by the aunt far away. Actually, it was a pair, but there was only one Has been folded.

Contrary to Xie Lingjiang, Su Gu'er likes things that are docile to her, and the stronger she is, the more she wants to subdue her.

The bun-faced little maid named Caishou happily took over Die Nu, and ran to the side to pet the cat for the young lady.It was only then that Xie Lingjiang realized that the white cat with a mouth spot that looked like a butterfly was limping.

But she didn't pay attention to such small things at the moment.

"But... even if they are all killed, it will not solve the problem of food relief. How will the water be cured in the future, brother?"

Su Gu'er, who was picking up a book from the small box, lowered his head and said, "Just follow the route of the previous county magistrates."

"What way?"

With makeup on her brows, she didn't care and said: "Ask your senior brother, he should know, even if he doesn't know, someone will tell him."

Xie Ling and Jiang Ning looked at the girl with plum blossom makeup who was flipping through the poetry collection again for a while.

This younger sister of the Su family is indeed very intelligent. I heard that her father and elder brother often come to ask her questions and opinions. Many things in the Su family are made by her in her boudoir.

But compared to her father and elder brother's gentle and modest personality, this younger sister of the Su family is too arrogant and careless about most things. Sometimes Xie Lingjiang is curious, is there anything and people she cares about in this world? Except her father and brother.

Xie Lingjiang didn't ask any more questions, just took a deep breath and said:

"And what's even more absurd is that the first thing that the imperial court thought about was not disaster relief, but to stabilize the place and prevent the refugees from causing chaos! No food is given, and chaos is not allowed. Forgive me, I really can't figure it out. In the eyes of those people, What are the people?"

"It's water." Su Bao'er nodded, reciting backwards like a stream, "Taizong often said that the king's boat is the people's water. Water can carry a boat and overturn it."

"When Taizong said this, didn't he mean that the people are the most important, the society is second, and the emperor is light? And do they have a fear of the people?"

"Yes. But you Confucian sages said that the people are more important than the emperor, and Taizong didn't say that."

"What's the difference?"

"In the ears of your Confucian scholars, Taizong said that the people are more important than the emperor, but in my...in the ears of the descendants of the Li clan, what is too religious is the emperor's art. The king should be prepared for danger, and the boat is stable when the water is stable. If you stabilize the place, no matter how hard you suffer the people, it’s just a way to stabilize the water, it’s just the worst way.”

Xie Lingjiang turned around and asked stubbornly: "Is it the noble or the noble?"

"If Sister Xie asks my father or brother, they will sincerely give you the answer you want to hear, but I am not them. Sister Xie doesn't like to hear what I say."

"No, you speak, I listen."

"That line, my sister also thinks that the people are expensive, because the people in the whole world are of course more expensive than a king, because the flood is enough to capsize the boat."

After Su Guer nodded, he asked again:
"But what if there are only one-tenth of the people in the world, one percent of the people in the world, one ten-thousandth of the people in the world? Or even... one person? Who is more valuable than the king? If so He is expensive, then he is the king, and the king is the people, so in the end, he is still the "king" expensive? And if it is the same, is it still called the king?

"Even you Confucian scholars admit that there is a difference between the monarch and the people, and everyone agrees that there is a distinction between high and low, so do you need to ask who is more important and who is less?"

Xie Lingjiang asked coldly: "So, can the king be able to have one person's heart and thousands of people's heart?"

Su Guer shook her head:

"Of course not. The last one to do this was Emperor Suifeng who forged two swords at the same time; the first one to do this was Emperor Shi Huang who sought the medicine of longevity thousands of years ago. Both husbands died under the sword of the tripod in the end. So Great efforts to build a country will no longer waste people's money and money to cast a tripod sword; that's why Taizong warned that water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it, and you should not be a single husband.

"But now the question is, how big is the 'Min Shui' that can overturn the 'Jun Zhou'? If it's just a small splash on the bow, do you need to care about it?The king has a steelyard in his heart.

"If all the people in the world are compared to a lake, then all the victims in Longcheng County, Jiangzhou can't even be counted as a splash. At best, it's just a small spoonful of water. Zhou...don't care."

Xie Lingjiang was silent.

The room quieted down, Su Gu'er was quietly flipping through a collection of poems she often read, and the little maid with a bun face puffed her lips to tease the cat quietly.

Until a woman suddenly got up.

Standing in front of the indifferent girl with plum blossom makeup, she said word by word:

"You don't care, but someone does."

Xie Lingjiang turned his back and left.

(End of this chapter)