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Chapter 5 Good nephew, you don't want to be called unfilial, do you?
"Mingfu, that humble official will take his leave first."

"Okay, I've worked hard for you these few days, Xiaoyan catches the head."

"The Ming government is too polite, call it a humble job without shirt, or Yan Liu will do."

"Is Yan Liu the sixth child in the family?"

"That's right. There are five older sisters in the humble position."

Ouyang Rong, who was sending Yan Wuxie out, smiled, and joked: "After that, I will be busy as an uncle."

"Hey." Yan Wuxie scratched his head.

"I'll call you Liulang from now on." Ouyang Rong made a decision.

"Okay, Mingfu!" Yan Wuxie suddenly became energetic as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and he was obviously closer to Liu Lang.

However, Yan Wuxie, who was about to leave, turned his head halfway, remembered something, and hesitated: "Mingfu, I really lost my head today and contradicted Aunt Ling, why don't you let the humble official go in to toast a cup of tea..."

"Auntie is not that kind of weak woman." Ouyang Rong shook his head, "Besides, Auntie and I haven't had time to thank Liulang for going into the water to save people that day. The grace of saving lives is obviously greater."

Yan Wuxie hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, it's the lucky star of the Ming Dynasty, and I'm really ashamed, that day, not only a humble person jumped into the water to save others...

"At that time, the water level of Butterfly Creek was so high that it was full of torrents and hidden reefs. Even the most experienced fisherman found it difficult. Mingfu was hit by the hidden reefs, but one of the men who went into the water was a very brave man. Mingfu was snatched back from the vortex, but he seems to have suffered some injuries."

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "When I go down the mountain for two days to recuperate, I must thank this hero."

He seemed to think of something, "Before I fell into the water, when we first met, did you ask me for a word?"

"There is such a thing, but at that time it was a lowly position and ignorant, Ming Fu should not take it to heart, Ming Fu is a big man who can't mention words indiscriminately, and my father taught me a lesson after returning..." The latter hurriedly explained.

"Come and pick it up tomorrow."

Yan Wuxie blushed immediately, he clicked his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help but say:
"Mingfu, I, Yan Liuping, admire two kinds of people the most in my life. One is an upright official who pleads for the people and punishes lawbreakers; the other is a hero who robs the rich and helps the poor. When I wake up from the dream, I can’t do the former one; and the latter one, my father will not let me die, and even forbid me to join the army, saying that the military family is a gambler who uses his life to gamble for fame and fame. He just wants me to accept it. His class, in this county government, eats and waits to die.

"Mingfu, I heard that you spoke out for the people, offended the nobles in Luoyang, and were demoted to Jiangzhou. That day you led a thin horse to take office alone, and you stood on the Longshou Bridge and said in public that during the four-year term, you To cure the flood, we must return justice to the [-] households in Longcheng County. I, Yan Liu..."

The eight-foot-tall man choked up when he said this.

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked: "Don't you suspect that I am putting on airs, shouting a slogan, and pat my ass and leave in four years?"

Yan Wuxie shook his head: "Some colleagues said that in private, but I don't believe it, because I don't believe that a person who dared to speak the truth to the emperor in the Golden Temple would go to our remote village to shout lies to a group of illiterate poor ghosts." talk."

Ouyang Rong, who was still preoccupied with the new thing in his mind, changed his face slightly.

He raised his head and chuckled: "So when the sun set, you jumped off without saying a word?"

"It's not me, it's us."

Ouyang Rong raised his hand and patted Yan Wuxie's shoulder, "Liulang, I understand."

Afterwards, the navy-clothed policeman hurried out and left.

As soon as the person left, a graceful woman slowly walked out from the back room, came behind Ouyang Rong who was watching him off, and gently put a coat on him.

But she said: "Tan Lang, you are a reckless servant of the county government. You can't hold a knife steadily. What's there to condescend to win over you? It's hard for you to listen to him so much. It's really childish and wasteful." your time."

Zhen frowned and looked outside the door, "And he doesn't know that Tan Lang is weak, how can he stand in the wind in front of the door for so long? I don't understand. By the way, Tan Lang, the host just said that your pulse is still weak. Too stable, I still need to drink some conditioning medicine in the past few days, and the medicine will be delivered later."

"Childish..." Ouyang Rong withdrew his gaze, turned his head and asked, "Does Auntie think... going into the water to save my nephew is what they should have done?"

Zhen's rounded chin raised slightly, "Of course, Tanlang is a disciple of the Son of Heaven, an official of the imperial court, and the head of a county. How can their lives be as valuable as yours? It's not as valuable as yours? If you don't jump down to save them, Could it be that you want to rebel? If you have an accident, they will all be implicated!"

Ouyang Rong smiled: "Then if the emperor fell into the water like I did that day, should I jump down immediately to save him?"

Zhen immediately said: "You, no."

"Isn't the life of Emperor Da Zhou more expensive than my county magistrate?"

Zhen's cunningly said: "The current emperor of Great Zhou is a female emperor, men and women can't get married, those court ladies should jump down to rescue, Tan Lang remember to stay away."

"Then what if it's a man."

Mrs. Zhen was silent for a while, glanced outside the door, and muttered with a partial mouth: "Stinky boy, then you are not allowed to jump down stupidly, how can you swim, just put on a show, there are many loyal courtiers, not bad you this!"

Ouyang Rong glanced at Zhen Shi, but the latter's face was as usual, and he didn't feel that he was contradicting himself, but became more and more determined, "Anyway, Tan Lang is a natural born noble, maybe he is the reincarnation of Wen Sheng, just different from others, The specific truth... I am a woman and I can't explain it clearly, but you can just listen to your aunt, and it will hurt you, if you don't listen... you will be unfilial if you don't listen!"

"My good nephew, who is famous all over the world for his loyalty and filial piety...you don't want to be called unfilial, do you?" Zhen smiled.

She took the helpless Ouyang Rong to the table and sat down, and poured him a cup of hot tea to warm up.

Holding a hot teacup, Ouyang Rong silently looked at Zhen Shi, who was busy taking care of him, through the warm tea smoke.

At this time, she was wearing a light blue skirt with a slanted collar on her upper body, and a light yellow skirt on her lower body, but the floor-length skirt was tied with a knot at the calf, which is convenient for daily travel. , This is also the first fashion from the ladies and ladies of the rich and powerful families in Luoyang, and the dress of noble ladies of official families.

Zhen is the daughter of a military family. Her nickname is Shuyuan. I heard that her father once served as a captain in a certain frontier army. She has some marksmanship and martial arts handed down in her family. It's a pity that Ouyang Rong's uncle passed away not long after he got married.

Mrs. Zhen has a round little face of the classical lady type. In the words of the common people at this time: at first glance, she looks like a dignified woman who manages the house, but the mole on the corner of her mouth adds a little more charm, which is already half-hearted. Old mistress, but she is still beautiful.

It's just that her pair of divine phoenix eyes give people a rather sharp and unstoppable feeling.

that's the truth.

In my impression, this aunt has always been quite hot-tempered, with a bit of slippery and snobbish side, the kind of temperament that can tear apart half a plant of rice for her own in the countryside...

That's right, after the young and middle-aged people at home died young, they brought up Ouyang Rong together with the Zhao family for him to study. Apart from the proper care of the clan in the village, the two women are naturally not easy to mess with.

In the past few years, Ouyang Rong fought hard, went all the way to Luoyang, and became a Jinshi. Their lineage suddenly became the core family of the Ouyang clan in Nanlong. No one dared to provoke them, and there was no shortage of land and servants at home, so they no longer had to worry about petty profits, and they could be regarded as proud among the village women.

In fact, the original body... or the one whose memories of the two worlds have merged is a little afraid of Zhen Shi, because in his memory, his mother Zhao Shi sings the red face, and Zhen Shi sings the bad face, and they take turns training the baby.

But now it's a good thing, only the white face is left.

"Why is Tan Lang staring at Auntie, don't you know Auntie?"

"No, I'm looking at...a very interesting tower."

"Pagoda?" Mrs. Zhen, who was bending over to pour tea, turned her head and looked outside the door, "The pagodas in this temple are quite tall, and I don't know how much money they spent, but each of these temples is really rich. "

She suddenly turned her head and asked, "Tan Lang, why didn't you tell me about Na Meng after this argument?"

"What Meng what?"

"That's what Mingui...Jun Qing, in the past, you have to teach your aunt every time." Zhen Shi looked at Ouyang Rong with some doubts.

Ouyang Rong put down his teacup and said calmly, "Because my nephew has grown up."

After listening to this, Zhen put down the man in his hand, sat on the stool, watched him silent for a long time, and then sighed:
"It's true that I have grown up. I just learned to let go of my talents to win over people, and I don't want to argue with my aunt... Looking at it this way, it's not too bad to be demoted once. My mind is deeper. This is good, do it. Officials just need to be deeper, so that the people below will be intimidated.”

The woman in Luo skirt poked her little finger behind her ear, and suddenly changed the subject: "Then since Tan Lang has grown up, shouldn't it be time to start thinking about marriage? It has been three years since I was in filial piety."

Ouyang Rong is a little tired, he doesn't really want to talk about these parents' short stories now, he just wants to find out what suddenly appeared in his mind...or the stuff he brought over may be related to whether he has a chance to go back.As for the flood at the bottom of the mountain, he is also hesitant right now, just like what he said to Heqiu old man before climbing 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 "hometown".

Fortunately, at this time, a shining little bald man appeared in the courtyard outside, and came in with a tray.

"Benefactor, it's time to take medicine."

Ouyang Rong immediately greeted him, regardless of burning his mouth, he finished it in one gulp, and almost clinked glasses with Xiufa's little head.

"Good medicine." He praised, and then turned his head: "Auntie, my nephew is a little dizzy again, the medicine is a bit strong, I'll go lie down for a while, you've been on the road for a day, go and settle down too, and rest early. "

Zhen looked at him, nodded, gave him a few more words, then got up and went out.

But before going out, she left a sentence without looking back:
"Don't forget, Tan Lang, your mother had two wishes for you before she was alive. One is to be admitted to Jinshi, and the other is to marry a woman with five surnames!"

After the woman left, the last four words still lingered.

Even the short hair and even shorter hair looked dumbly at Ouyang Rong who had a calm face.

Good guy, the magistrate wants to marry a girl with five surnames and seven Wangs?This should be more difficult than marrying Princess Li or Wei, right?The five surnames and seven Wangs sometimes even disdain to marry a daughter to the royal family...

Xiufa was about to run away with the medicine bowl, but Ouyang Rong suddenly stopped him, "By the way, Xiufa, I have something to ask you."

"The county lord is being polite. If there is anything the poor monk can do, please tell me."

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and thought for a while.

"I fell into the underground palace that night... besides your brother Xiuzhen, there is also an old man covered in abscesses and a dumb girl with a broken little finger. It's very pitiful. Can you let Beitianyuan take good care of the two of you? Especially the elderly, who have abscesses all over their bodies, see if they can be healed."

"No problem, Beitian Courtyard was originally funded by the county government. Don't worry about the county master. The poor monk will go and tell the elder brother who is in charge of the courtyard that he will take care of the county master."

"Then trouble you."

"You're welcome."

Ouyang Rong smiled, and watched the proud and enthusiastic little novice leave.

This matter was over, he closed the door and lay down on the couch with his clothes on.

As soon as I close my eyes, there are auspicious clouds, fairy mist, and distant mountains paved in front of my eyes. At the end of my field of vision stands a very familiar merit pagoda, and the door has opened...

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After Xiufa left Sanhuiyuan, she sent the dishes back to the kitchen.

I went to the chanting hall first, followed the seniors to do afternoon classes, and chanted sutras.

After class, he turned left, walked through the majestic hall of several Buddha statues, and found the master who was picking up the pilgrims. He consciously served tea and water, and accompanied the master to interpret the dreams of the distinguished pilgrims.

In the evening, the passenger flow was scarce, and the host finished work perfectly. Xiu went out to go to eat vegetarian food, but suddenly remembered something while walking, and turned to Beitianyuan.

On the night road, the little novice was muttering, imitating the manner and tone of the master in the afternoon, and when he read somewhere, he suddenly sighed.

"Amitabha, the female benefactor... Hey, why does the master call the county lord's aunt the 'female Bodhisattva' in the morning, and the 'female benefactor' when he calls the pockmarked woman who sincerely prayed in the afternoon? It's strange, it's strange, Is there any significance?"

Xiufa lowered her head and pondered for a while, then shook her head sadly, "Buddhism is too profound, it's hard to understand... Forget it, I'll ask the teacher tomorrow."

After a while, the little novice monk, who never forgot to study Master's "advanced Buddhism" while walking, rushed to Beitian Jiyangyuan, and there was no one on duty in the courtyard.

"Brother Xiudu?" He called four or five times before someone answered.

"Yes, yes, yes." A middle-aged monk staggered out of a room, his face blushing under the darkness of night.

"What's the smell?"

Xiufa shrugged her nose and sniffed, pointed at Xiudu and said, "Why does it smell so bad?"

"It's too stuffy in the cover room, full of sweat."

"Oh, brother, don't catch a cold if you are sweating." Xiufa nodded, not doubting him.

Then the little novice carefully repeated what Ouyang Rong had explained, and repeatedly told him that this was an order from the county magistrate, so he had to do it properly.

Xiudu hiccupped, agreed, and finally sent his junior brother away. When he left, he patted his alcohol-smelling face and sighed, "It's really the last sip."

After finishing speaking, he was about to go back to the house to get the wine. Halfway through the journey, he was suddenly taken aback.

"There are two elderly people with abscesses, and one dumb woman, but the one with abscesses all over the body and the one with a broken little finger... There are still these two people in our sad field yard? They also fell off the same as the county master two days ago Well? Why doesn’t this little monk know.” Xiudu scratched his head in confusion.

"I took a look over the past two days, isn't there only Senior Brother Xiuzhen here, it's strange..."

Finally, the shaking head monk muttered and went back to the house.

"The county magistrate's illness is really getting worse... hiccup~ have another bite."

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