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Chapter 64 New Maid, New Creation and New Injustice Case ([-] in [-])

"These days, can't you get used to it?"

Ouyang Rong lay back on a bamboo chair, holding the scroll in one hand, and stretched out the other naturally, allowing the silver-haired maid to clean the wound on his index finger, which was accidentally poked when he was tossing the sand table in the morning.

He fixed his eyes on the vertical official characters on the page, and asked a casual question.

"Live... get used to it."

Wei Lai's elegant words were a bit rusty, she lowered her head, and carefully looked at Ouyang Rong's wound on the middle finger of her right hand with a pair of foggy blue eyes, holding a hot towel to wipe it carefully, next to it was a hot water plate and untied blood-stained gauze.

"It's the slave's luck to live with the master." The silver-haired maid murmured.

It has been two days since I came to Meilu Garden. Although Mrs. Zhen said that she didn't like it, she still acquiesced, and asked senior maids such as half-ministers to bring a silver-haired maid to teach her how to be a personal maid to serve the master.

After all, it is Tan Lang's favorite thing.What's more, every time the silver-haired maid asked someone to come back for dinner, he would come back to eat without any delay...

What else could Mrs. Zhen say, she naturally understood what her nephew wanted to express.

"How many times have I said, don't shout like that...it's weird."

I don't know if it's the same name from the Hu people and the barbarians. The silver-haired maid always calls him master habitually.

Ouyang Rong's face behind the scroll revealed a helpless look, "You can call me Mr. Lang or Young Master, and you can also call me Tanlang like my aunt."

The silver-haired maid pursed her lips and didn't know if she had listened. She focused on cleaning the wound on his finger.

She is dressed in a well-proportioned light blue maid outfit today, and her silver hair is tied into two temples with two red strings, which seems to be done in a strange way. One of the temples is tied crookedly, but it looks clumsy and cute.

"By the way, I've been busy recently, so I left early and returned late. If someone at home bullies you, you can tell me." Ouyang Rong did not forget to remind.

Wei Lai hesitated for a moment, swallowed the words, and nodded her head.

Ouyang Rong put down the scroll, his eyes seemed a little tired, and he turned to look at the silver-haired maidservant who was very close to him. The candlelight from the desk behind her illuminated the small white and crystal-clear earball between her temples, revealing some capillary-like orange color.

Ouyang Rong happened to see it, and raised his hand, as if he wanted to squeeze it, and retracted it halfway.

Wei Lai, who was always paying attention to her master, noticed it, but she was wrong.

The silver-haired servant girl immediately tilted her head and raised her hand, pulling off the red rope that tied her temples, and her silver hair poured down like an avalanche.

Her hair is thick, although it is silvery white, it is not dry, but smooth and straight, with a youthful and healthy luster, like silver silk satin.

Wei Lai obediently pulled her waist-length silver hair over her left shoulder, and handed her small face to Ouyang Rong expectantly.

The master said he liked her hair, although everyone hated its color.

The corner of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched, you little girl, why are you so subjective?

He wanted to refuse, but when he noticed the bright radiance on the little face of the silver-haired servant girl, he seemed hopeful and happy... A certain gentleman coughed and touched the cold and silky silver hair by his hand.

Just touch it, probably no merit will be deducted.

Ouyang murmured in his heart, after touching it, there was a slight sound of wooden fish in his ear, but he didn't have a dark face, but a slightly stunned expression.

It's the crisp sound of wooden fish.

Merit does not fall but rises.

"..."

Ouyang Rong couldn't help looking at Wei Lai, whose blue eyes narrowed slightly after his silver hair was touched by the bamboo chair, and her small face was infatuated.

Like a noble pure white cat infatuated with the caresses bestowed by its owner.

Ouyang Rong was slightly stunned, and couldn't help twirling a bunch of silver hair that was warmed up with his fingers. My good guy, this is not silver hair, it's clearly a small experience gift bag.

Don't you need to touch it more?
He laughed, and rubbed the silver-haired servant girl's docile little head with his big hands, and the latter also stretched his neck to rub against him stupidly.

Suddenly there was a slight pain from the wound on the belly of the finger, Ouyang Rong looked back, the silver-haired maid seemed to be distracted, the hot towel was accidentally rubbed a little harder, his slightly red and swollen middle finger belly scar, and spots of blood began to ooze.

"ah!"

Wei Lai was taken aback, she lowered her head in fear and pouted to blow the air, her big eyes were a little watery.

"Master, it's useless to be a slave. I don't know the severity of my hands and feet."

"It's okay, I'm the one who distracted you..."

Ouyang Rong looked very embarrassed, but before he finished apologizing, he suddenly felt that the middle finger of his right hand was wrapped in a mass of tenderness and softness, and the wound on the belly of the finger was even more taken care of by this mass of tenderness.

"Squeeze, sip, sip."

Looking down, the little maidservant with loose silver hair who let him caress is holding his right hand, lowering her head and burying her face, her pink lips pursed, and said vaguely in the midst of her busy schedule:
"Master, I was injured in the cage when I was a child... This is how my mother treats the wound...heals quickly."

After finishing speaking, she turned up her eyes as if asking for credit, and looked at Ouyang Rong brightly, as if hoping that he would be happy.

Looking down, Ouyang Rong found that it might be because the food in Meiluyuan was good these days, and Wei Lai's lips were no longer as pale and bloodless as before, but pink and fleshy.

"Silly girl."

He shook his head and sighed, retracted his fingers, and was about to have a good chat with her...but at this time.

"Brother!"

Xie Lingjiang's crisp voice came from outside the house.

Both the master and the servant in the house were taken aback, Ouyang Rong got up first to go out, Wei Lai hurried to get a single shirt, trotted out and put it on for him.

yard.

"Little Junior Sister, why are you here?" Ouyang Rong was curious.

"Didn't I tell you to send ice packs for your swelling? Here, take it."

The girl from the Xie family who was standing pretty on the spot handed out the box in her hand, she glanced at the petite maidservant with loose silver hair who followed her senior brother out of the room, and smiled slightly:
"Hey, you must have already entered the bed, that junior sister came at an inappropriate time and disturbed senior brother Qingmeng."

"No, I mean why did you suddenly appear here..."

Ouyang Rong ignored the joke behind, he looked behind Xie Lingjiang, with a puzzled expression on his face: "No one notified, what about Auntie and the others."

"Oh, I didn't go through the main entrance." Xie Lingjiang pointed to the plum grove next to the yard, "Just try it casually, but I didn't expect it to pass through here. There is a small path."

Ouyang Rong was speechless for a moment, good guy, junior sister Chagang Road, right?
To complain, he didn't have anything to do with a guilty conscience, so Ouyang Rong invited Xie Lingjiang into the study and sat down.

With a strange girl around, Wei Lai became a little more cautious, quickly tied up her long silver hair, trotted to move a stool and pour water, busy before and after.

"Usually no one comes here, and the reception is not good, so please don't blame me, Junior Sister."

In the study, Ouyang Rong personally set up the stove to boil water, cleaned the tea set, and prepared tea.

Xie Lingjiang didn't answer, looked at him for a while, then turned to look at the silver-haired girl who was clumsily moving the stool in the living room not far away.

According to the order of a county, the study and bedroom are empty and deserted.

Her face was a little moved:
"Brother, don't you ever think about personal pleasure and private affairs?"

"What's the meaning."

Ouyang Rong looked calm and lowered his head to make tea.

Xie Lingjiang looked at the young county magistrate in front of him, and all he wanted to say ended up being one sentence:
"Brother is more frugal and simple than my father."

Ouyang Rong was slightly taken aback, he wasn't stupid, he probably understood the meaning of the younger sister's expression, looked around, but couldn't laugh or cry:

"Didn't I already add a personal servant girl? I'm just a grown man, and it's not enough to have a servant girl to help me?"

Moreover, she is an exquisite and seductive white-haired loli, who is obedient and sensible to serve him... Ouyang Rong thought, if he was placed in the previous life, he would be hung up as a street lamp.

"Brother is really..."

Xie Lingjiang looked away from a silver-haired maid who didn't fit her aesthetics, paused in her words, and shook her head slightly.

The Su Mansion next door, even if the current situation is extremely desolate, there are at least seven or eight maids and servants in the rooms of the Su family's uncles and aunts, Da Lang and the younger sister; a maid;

And her father, even though he was famous for his honesty and simplicity in the Great Zhou literary world, he had several old servants around him.Even Xie Lingjiang suspects that there are more servants in Yan Liulang's house than his senior brother, not to mention this white-haired barbarian girl chosen by his senior brother...

I don't know if she is serving the senior brother or if the senior brother is serving her, the tea art is not familiar to the senior brother.

A certain lady of the Xie family looked at Ouyang Rong with a complacent look, with complicated eyes.

Afterwards, the topic of the two turned to tomorrow's county government affairs.

In the distance, the silver-haired, blue-eyed petite servant girl stood silently behind the curtain, looking at the confident and handsome master with a confident smile in the study, and the noble girl with black hair and lacquered eyes who talked eloquently.

A look of inferiority and envy flashed across her fair little face... This is the woman who is worthy of her master.

……

The night was getting dark, Xie Lingjiang didn't stay for too long, he drank a cup of hot tea poured by his senior and left satisfied.

Ouyang Rong could see that the junior sister seemed to have something happy today, and the conversation was good, but she didn't say anything and he didn't ask much.

After seeing his junior sister off, he casually touched the little head of the silver-haired servant girl who seemed a little silent, and then went back to his room early to rest.

Silent all night.

Ouyang Rong got up very early today, the sky was only getting bright outside the window, he finished washing, and went out lightly, leaving only the silver-haired little maid who sat up stupidly holding the bedding, rubbing her sleepy eyes and dazed alone...

After Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang met, they went to Xishi to eat a bowl of delicious noodle soup, and Liulang, who was late, punished himself for the treat.

Then the two personally led the clerks of the yamen to count the grain sold to the county government by sixteen grain merchants at the wharf. Finally, all of them were escorted into the Yicang of Longcheng County Government.

When Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang returned to the county government office, Xie Lingjiang had already led people to wait at the gate for a long time.

"Everyone's here?"

Ouyang Rong took the teacup brought by his junior sister, took a big sip, and asked questions without looking back.

"It's already here. The grain merchants and country gentry who sold grain yesterday have all been invited. Now they are all drinking tea in the side hall, waiting for senior brother."

Xie Lingjiang said to himself.

"What about the sand table?"

"It has been moved to the lobby."

"You can take them there, I'll come in my official uniform."

Ouyang Rong smiled at Xie Lingjiang, today's matter is quite important, he has to dress more formally.

"Okay." Xie Lingjiang went to lead the people.

Ouyang Rong ordered again: "Liulang, guard the hall of the county government, and don't let anyone leave early without my permission."

"Yes, Ming Mansion." Yan Liulang took the order and left.

Not long after, Ouyang Rong changed into a light green patterned damask official uniform in the back hall, opened the door, and walked into the crowded and noisy lobby of the county government office.

The hall of the county government office rebuilt after the flood was originally very spacious, and every gathering before it was not crowded.

Today's "crowded" is because a huge artificial sand table suddenly appeared in the center of the lobby-on this sand table, there are mounds simulating mountains and water flows simulating rivers, which simulate certain terrains vividly and clearly visible.

As for the "noise", it came from the grain merchants and country gentry such as Wang Caozhi, Ma shopkeeper, Li shopkeeper gathered around the huge sand table...

Not long after they entered the lobby, they all stared in surprise at this moment, pointing and whispering to each other at the strange object in the center of the lobby.

Let's look at their wonderful faces. Compared with the strangeness of this huge sand table, what makes them more amazed is the content and ambition that this sand table faintly reveals.

Xie Ling and Jiang Zheng folded his arms and smiled, watching everyone's reaction with great interest.

But she forgot that the expression on her face after seeing the sand table for the first time and listening to her brother's explanation was not much different from that of grain merchants and country gentry.

"Brother."

"Your Majesty."

Seeing the Lord enter the door, everyone saluted one after another, then stared wide-eyed, and after a short silence, there was a rush of questions.

Wang Caozhi was the first to ask: "Master County Magistrate, what is being demonstrated...isn't it Butterfly Creek?"

"Brother Cao has good eyes." Ouyang Rong smiled.

"But why is it different from what I remember?" Wang Caozhi scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

"That's why it's called Xinzhuo." The young county magistrate nodded, "We just want to make it the same."

These plain but domineering words made Wang Caozhi, shopkeeper Ma, shopkeeper Li and other grain merchants look at each other in dismay.

Compared with the grain merchants who were not familiar with the local area of ​​Longcheng, the squires like Uncle Wu and Cheng Yuanwai could understand more, almost completely.

Cheng Yuanwai smiled wryly, and pointed at the sand table: "Master County Magistrate, can this be true?"

"It's human effort." Ouyang Rong said softly.

Uncle Wu couldn't help but burst into tongues, "How much money will this cost?"

Ouyang Rong smiled at everyone:

"The more you invest, the more you earn. You must be more aware of the business opportunities than me."

Wu Bo and Cheng Yuanwai were speechless.

The new construction on the sand table in front of them made all the squires feel parched, and even their bodies became hot.

Wang Caozhi and other foreign grain merchants seemed to understand what they heard, and they were eager to ask, but Ouyang Rong was very considerate, and turned to Xie Lingjiang to fetch dozens of paper rolls that had been prepared. The grain merchants in the lobby Share with the squire.

Even if they vaguely guessed in advance, many people still looked shocked after seeing the carefully planned new construction in their hands.

The lobby was quiet for a while.

Facing the crowd with complex expressions, Ouyang Rong clapped his hands and said:
"One thing, I need to remind you warmly that the county government is not asking you to join. The county government in Longcheng has 30 shi of grain, and there is enough manpower inside and outside the city. , it is imperative! Nothing more than speed or not.

"And right now, the county government's debts in your hands are the only admission tickets given by the county government's friendship. The open window is only this time, everyone, so think about it."

After finishing speaking, Ouyang Rong stopped talking, sat back on the chair at the top, drank tea with his eyes down, leaving the whole room alone to face the familiar yet unfamiliar Butterfly Creek sand table in front of him...

This time it didn't take long, maybe because of yesterday's experience, he was convinced by the scumbag magistrate. This time, it was still the sixteen grain merchants who came forward first, followed by Uncle Wu, and the other hesitant squires. They also stepped forward...

Not long after, in the lobby, a young county magistrate who was too busy signing papers took time to look at each other and smile with a certain female teacher.

But at this moment, there was a loud "dong dong dong" sound from outside the county government office!

The whole room was shocked.

Someone is beating the drum of injustice!

Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang were taken aback for a moment, especially the former, who had been in office for so long and had never heard the sound of the drum, because if there was any case, just go to the yamen to declare it, and the drums of injustice are mostly decorations, unless there are small officials in the yamen Stop reporting the case.

Ouyang Rong appeased everyone in the lobby, and took Xie Lingjiang out, but as soon as they arrived at the gate of the county government office, the two saw a frowning figure.

I saw Liu Zilin, who hadn't seen him for a long time, led a few followers, and was taking the lead in beating the drums. The street behind him was full of ordinary people who were attracted to stop and watch the play.

Seeing Ouyang Rong walk out, the third young master of the Liu family had a very unflattering smile on his face:

"The county magistrate finally took some time out of his busy schedule. This time, you must uphold justice for the grassroots!"

Ouyang Rong nodded calmly, "Is your leg okay?"

"..." Liu Zilin's smile remained unchanged: "Does the county magistrate care about legs, or about justice?"

"Master Liu still needs me to uphold justice?"

"Is this young master not a citizen of Dragon City? Aren't the parents and officials upholding justice for the people of Dragon City?"

"Yes, but you can't knock on the drum of injustice. If you find out that you are messing around, you will be beheaded."

"No, no, no knocking, absolutely no knocking, Caomin has died unjustly now, just wait for Master Qingtian to avenge Caomin!"

"What wrong, tell me quickly." Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes.

The third young master of the Liu family looked at the young county magistrate with his hands behind his back for a while, and suddenly, in front of everyone in the audience, he stabbed the county magistrate with his index finger... The girl in men's clothing behind him:

"Caomin wants to sue your master!"

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

Xie Lingjiang was stunned.

Ouyang Rong didn't turn his head, and silently stared at Liu Zilin, who was baring his dark teeth.

(End of this chapter)