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Chapter 35 Senior Brother Is Domineering, Su Mei Is Domineering
Checking accounts is not an easy job.

What's more, in this age when arithmetic is backward, accountants can only use abacus to assist arithmetic.

Although Ouyang Rong knew a little advanced mathematics, he was not against the sky. He was not better than the accountants and scribes who made their living by calculating accounts. He could pick up the account book and see through the loopholes at a glance, and then took his brothers to search the house.

He has only received basic education, and this is a life of food.

Fortunately, Ouyang Rong has cultivated a more familiar and smooth team.

When he first took office, when he decided to use work as a relief, he asked Diao County Prime Minister for help. At that time, most people in the county government thought he was doing things on a whim, and not many people were willing to go to the suburbs with him to work hard. It is thankless to serve the victims of oil and water - the county magistrate may seek fame, but they are old-fashioned.

But at least Ouyang Rong was also a county magistrate, and in the locality, the officials at the top level crushed people, Diao Xiancheng had no choice but to "obediently" find someone for him, and arranged for a group of clerks who were idle in the official office to go with him.

When Ouyang Rong saw these scribes at the first glance, he knew that they were guys who were not very popular in the county government—either they were young or in their late teens.

But later in the outskirts of the city, Ouyang Rong took them to count the household registration food of the refugees every day, and set up a disaster relief camp along the way.

That's right, the stunned green scribe may not have experience, but he is malleable and energetic, and Ouyang Rong is also an old picture monster, so he is full of chicken blood;

As for the old scribes who are still excluded in their seventies and eighties, what they lack most of the time is not ability. On the contrary, they have strong professional ability and rich experience. .

Laughing to death, I don't know whether Diao Xiancheng was on purpose or not, the two types of people sent to deal with Ouyang Rong are quite complementary, and they are relatively the most capable workers in the county government...

Old Cui Tou is such an old scribe. Ouyang Rong met him when he was preparing to build a disaster relief camp and gather scribes for a meeting.

At that time, Ouyang Rong took office as a new official, and enthusiastically proposed some grain distribution plans that seemed to be too ideal after hard work. The other clerks present all nodded in agreement. Regardless of the face of the new county magistrate, he lightly pointed out that this way of distributing grain would cause a bottomless financial pit, and the more than 1 shi rice in the rice warehouse in Longcheng was simply not enough to fill.

Ouyang Rong was not too annoyed, he directly asked for advice on the spot, and was persuaded with reason and evidence. Later, he directly asked the old Cuitou to lead six new scriveners to manage the finances of the 24 disaster relief camps in the suburbs.

Ouyang Rong later learned that this old Cuitou made the detailed financial account books of the Longcheng county government. He was obviously not the chief accountant of the county government, but he was in charge of "creating the account books".

Right now, opening the East Warehouse to settle the accounts, Ouyang Rong politely rejected the people of Hucao and Cangcao under Diao County Chancellor, and sent to replace them with the clerks of the disaster relief camp headed by old Cuitou...

The sun was slanting to the west, and Longcheng County, which had just recovered some vitality from the flood, was shrouded in darkness, as if it had fallen asleep with the setting sun.

Looking down from a high altitude, there are only sporadic lights in the yards of rich families; because poor people don’t light up lights immediately in the evening, taking advantage of the hazy sky in the distance, they can save a lot of lamp oil by eating in front of the door and going to bed.

In the past, the Luming Street County Government compound, which was supposed to turn off the lights and disperse the government offices, is now brightly lit, especially the East Warehouse, which used to be warmed by no one except rats. them.

Ouyang Rong sent away Diao Xiancheng, who was not quick-spoken and always tempting.He and Yan Liulang, who was carrying a full lunch box in his hand, returned to the East Warehouse together.

The East Warehouse was originally a warehouse-like room, with thick walls on all sides, and only a skylight the size of a human head on the roof, but it was also tightly closed, so as long as you put your hands on the door, even flies cannot fly in.

After delivering a box of dinner to Captain Qin, the government soldiers pushed open the heavy door. Ouyang Rong glanced at the people at the door who were concentrating on settling accounts at several tables. He stopped and looked behind him.

This old scribe who is not popular in the county government is actually not that old, but everyone calls him Old Cuitou.

He wears a cap with melon skin on his head, and his gray hair is combed meticulously. He seems to have bad eyesight, and his thin face is trying to get close to the pages of the account book, as if he is trying to insert his pointed head into the book.

However, this old gentleman is in lower case, and his writing is indeed dignified and flexible, with a lot of taste.

Ouyang Rong was slightly moved. Seeing that the time was about the same, he put the lunch box on the table in front of Old Cui's chief clerk, and said with a smile:

"Eat first, and then count after eating. I will trouble everyone tonight."

The others agreed to stop writing, but Old Cui didn't raise his head. He didn't put down his pen until he finished writing the work in hand, and got up to eat.

Ouyang Rong huddled together with the crowd to pick up vegetables for dinner, curiously said:
"Old sir, are you a local?"

Old Cui shook his head, "He came here in a famine year."

"Have you ever thought about going back to your hometown?"

"No worries, nothing to go back to."

"I heard from Liulang that you adopted a pair of orphans in the disaster relief camp."

Old Cui paused with his chopsticks, "I gave it to another family to raise. The conditions are better than this old man's."

Ouyang Rong nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

After finishing the meal with the accounting clerks, he asked while collecting the lunch box, "How soon will the accounts of the Liu family be settled?"

The other young scribes all looked at Old Cui.

The latter said calmly: "Don't sleep tonight, check it out tomorrow morning."

"Okay, then I will trouble everyone tonight."

Ouyang Rong nodded, and immediately stopped disturbing everyone, helped pack the lunch boxes, and left Dongfu Treasury with Yan Liulang.

He went back to Meilu Garden, explained to his aunt, and under the worried eyes of the latter, he carried a quilt and returned to the county office.

Yan Liulang saw it, and asked in a daze, "Ming Fu, what are you doing?"

In the lobby, the young county magistrate spread out the quilt on a long table and made it carefully, "Make the bed."

"Uh, I'll accompany Mingfu."

"No, you take someone to Meiluyuan to protect your aunt."

"Then Mingfu, you..."

"Junior Junior Sister and General Qin are both here. It's fine. Besides, I'm an official of the imperial court. If anyone dares to take the risk... that's fine, don't forget about the debt, just go knock on the door to send warmth."

"Okay, Mingfu, pay attention to safety."

"Go."

……

Luming Street, a mansion with a simple door and no stone lions.

Xie Lingjiang was dressed in sassy men's clothes. He pushed the door open and walked in. He walked through the winding corridors and various elegant gardens with ease. However, when he passed a quiet pavilion in a certain garden, he happened to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure.

"What is sister Su looking at?"

With wet red plum blossom makeup on her eyebrows, Su Gu'er was sitting on the porch, enjoying the gentle evening breeze, reading a book, while the bun-faced maid next to her held a lantern to illuminate her.

"Tao Yuanming's poem." Without raising his head.

"Tao Yuanming?"

"Ah."

"Well, I remember that this person seems to be a celebrity in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. By the way, did he work as a county magistrate in this county hundreds of years ago? How many days ago..."

"81 days, and then I resigned."

"Yes, I seem to have heard the elder brother mention it."

Su Gu'er, who was only perfunctory, suddenly covered the book and asked: "My sister is from a famous scholarly family in Jiangzuo, and Longcheng County is also considered Jiangzuo. Has the Xie family of Chen County collected this person's scattered poems for a hundred years?"

"A poem by Tao Yuanming?"

Reading at night in the corridor, the cold and arrogant stunning girl suddenly straightened her slender waist, leaned forward slightly, stared at her and said:

"Yes, for example, a small Fu called... Gui Qu Lai Xi Ci?"

Xie Lingjiang thought about it carefully, then shook his head:

"When I was young, I liked poetry very much. I often flipped through some rare poetry collections in the Liuxu Pavilion at home, but I probably haven't seen this piece in my memory. Why did sister Su suddenly become interested in this?"

Su Gu'er was dimmed by the bright eyes reflected by the lights.

She didn't answer, but instead asked casually: "Sister Xie looks very happy, but what's the happy event?"

Never thought that it happened to hit Xie Lingjiang's itchy spot for chatting.

This noble lady of the Xie family didn't care about Su Gu'er changing the subject, she smiled and recounted what the elder brother did today, and finally did not forget to add:
"Replenish your energy tonight, and raid the house tomorrow."

When Su Gu'er heard the layout of the young county magistrate, she couldn't help but look in the direction of the county government. She was quite surprised, and silently reflected on some things...

However, after hearing Xie Lingjiang's last enthusiastic words, she raised her eyes to look at this sister Xie, and shook her head slightly.

Su Gu'er lowered her eyes again and opened the book to read.

Xie Ling, Jiang Weijue's eyebrows together, "What does Sister Su mean by shaking her head?"

"It's nothing interesting, it's just..." Su Gu'er said softly, "Sister Xie, it's better to be more careful these days. Besides, don't go out."

"Why?"

The girl with plum blossom makeup in the corridor tried her best to be euphemistic: "A strong dragon can't usually overwhelm a local snake. Does my sister know why?"

"Say."

"Because of arrogance."

Xie Lingjiang said coldly, "Sister Su still has the nerve to call others arrogant."

"Different."

"Just the same."

"Arrogance is also different. For example, I will be proud of Liu Shi, but I will not be arrogant."

"So you are not a senior brother."

Xie Lingjiang shook his head, "Senior brother only does upright things, because justice can only be done in a dignified way. If one takes power, he can't help but say that he copied his whole family. How is this different from bullies and evil gentry? It's just a higher level. Bullies and evil gentry, masquerading as justice."

"Your senior brother is so fair, it's really arrogant."

"The one who pretends to be benevolent with strength dominates, and the one who acts benevolent with virtue is the king." The girl in men's clothing wearing a crown and sword held her head up and held her sword: "This is not arrogance, brother, this is kingly way. But sister Su, you are overbearing."

"Senior brother will definitely suppress you." She was determined.

"The way of kingship has to be a king. There is no one in this world who can understand the four words of success and failure better than us."

Su Gu'er murmured softly, and shook her head stubbornly: "Anyway, sister Xie doesn't go out these days, so you can spend more time with my mother..."

Before she finished speaking, she realized that the noble lady of the Xie family in front of her was gone, and she raised her head to follow Caishou's curious gaze:
Xie Lingjiang, who seemed to be back to rest, resolutely returned the same way, and went out again...

Su Gu'er turned around and said, "Sister Xie is more stubborn than brother."

"..." Colorful ribbons.

In fact, the same goes for you, miss.

　Here we go, fencing!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)