No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 85 The merits are full, do you want to exchange them?
"Actually, I have heard about some deeds of this gentleman.

"It's just that I never thought that he would have such a big hindrance to the two of you."

There are only four people... no, the Liu family hall of three people.

The Persian businessman gently twirled his beard with two fingers, and listened to Liu Ziwen and Liu Zian's complaints.

Well, in fact, when the Liu brothers in front of them talked about this person, their tone was quite calm and calm.

But in Li Li's ears, it was just complaining in a tone of no anger.

As for the affairs in Longcheng County, after so many years of ups and downs, every time a delivery came to drink a cup of tea, how could Liu Shi mention half a word in front of him.

It's not always regarded as the back garden, where will others be invited in.

This is not only embarrassing, but also incompetent.

Li Li laughed heartily, and nodded slightly on his face.

"But after all, this is not the Southern Barbarians outside the Great Wall, or those prefectures in the west. The struggle between the people and the government is really tricky. It seems that the two leaders have encountered a lot of trouble..."

Keeping a calm face all the time, Liu Ziwen interrupted in a somewhat rude way:

"This Ouyang Lianghan is not a trouble or obstacle, and he doesn't even know what we are doing.

"Boss Li, let me reiterate that I am thinking of the overall situation, and my eyes are always on the important matter that the nobleman is concerned about.

"It's fine if you put this son in the past, and fight him slowly, but at this juncture, a big event is about to come, and I can't do it for a while, and I don't have enough energy to spare... ..."

Liu Zian glanced sideways at his brother with a slightly aggressive tone.

Li Li also nodded with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes. It's still Liu Dazhao who is calm and thoughtful."

The Persian businessman pouted in his heart, looking down on the new county magistrate so much, why complain to him now?
Li Li looked very easy to talk, with a little doubt in his sincere tone:

"The big master told me about this to..."

Liu Ziwen pursed his lips, calmed down, and pondered:
"Ten years of hard work, at the last critical moment, the situation in Longcheng County must be controlled by us, and we must not cause any complications...

"Treasurer Li, you should have no objection to this point. We are all for the benefit of the nobleman, so can we discuss it together and come up with an idea."

Li Li didn't hesitate too long, nodded and said:
"Yes. Your matter is indeed a humble matter, and it is also a noble person's matter."

Liu Ziwen and Liu Zian looked at each other, and they both heaved a sigh of relief.

This Persian businessman was different from those who were bound in Longcheng County, Jiangzhou. He had business in every way in the world. He could go directly to the nobles in Luoyang, and he could make friends with all kinds of religions. He was not a simple person.

Li Li covered his sleeves, sat on the armchair, stared at the empty hall with emerald eyes for a while, and suggested:
"To deal with this kind of gentleman, to be on the safe side, we must have both literary and military skills."

Liu Ziwen frowned and said: "Boss Li doesn't need to be so troublesome, he can go back and sue the nobleman, make some excuses, transfer people away regardless of promotion or demote, or simply take off his hat."

Li Li shook his head directly:

"It's the most troublesome thing to move his hat, and you know how delicate the matter in Longcheng County is right now.

"As long as there is that house, even if it has been deposed, it is incomparable with the legal principles of the remaining house in Luoyang, but who knows if the Holy One will suddenly miss the old relationship one day? This kind of thing has not happened before."

He sighed:
"The transfer of the parent officer in Longcheng County can't be too conspicuous, otherwise, even if the operation is simple, as long as someone mentions it during the routine briefing in the court, the princes will think... This is not good for the real big event."

"What did Shopkeeper Li say?"

"Longcheng County needs to be calm, but it doesn't mean that Jiangzhou can't operate. It just so happens that a group of people were just sacked a while ago. It's clean. I'll report it to the nobles when I get back."

Liu Ziwen glanced at the smiling face of the Persian businessman, he seemed to understand, nodded and said: "It shouldn't be difficult, right?

Li Li gestured to the sharpened Faith Sword on his knee:

"With it, after sending it up, no matter how difficult it is, it will not be difficult."

"That's faster."

"Don't worry, let's do it right away."

Li Li nodded again and said: "There are literary words, but Wu words..."

Liu Ziwen reminded appropriately:

"Ouyang Lianghan is surrounded by a guard of the first daughter of the Xie family. She is the daughter of his mentor in Bailudong Academy. She is a scholar. She is already at the eighth rank, and she may not be far away from entering the 'seven'."

Li Li's face was slightly troubled, and he pondered:

"Is he a Confucian gentleman, and he is about to enter the middle class... Are you sure this son is not here for us? He really doesn't know what you are going to do?"

The Persian businessman's expression turned serious.

Being watched by him, Liu Ziwen fell silent for a while.

Since the announcement of the new construction, he has been thinking about this question these days, but looking back after combining the movements of the Longcheng County Government and Ouyang Lianghan's way of doing things...some things are quite clear.

Liu Ziwen shook his head.

Seeing this, the Persian businessman heaved a sigh of relief, and said with emotion in his mouth:

"It's not the best, but why is a seventh-rank local county magistrate so troublesome now..."

The three exchanged glances.

The hall fell into silence for a while.

……

Yunshui Pavilion, third floor.

Go left along the promenade, the third last box in the back.

A red sign is hung on the mahogany door, indicating that it is busy and has guests.

In the end, Ouyang Rong did not order the "Winter Warmth" tea ceremony set meal, but chose a "Spring Rhyme" at random.

As for Su Dalang, Yan Liulang and Liu Ashan next door, they chose "Winter's Warmth", "Autumn's Scent" and "Summer's Coolness" respectively.

Once Ouyang Rong entered the antique box, he didn't even bother to take off his shoes, so he threw his body onto the neat bed in the middle.

Directly enter the lying down mode. If he is not a stranger in a foreign land, he guesses that the next step is to take out his phone and wipe it.

This tea ceremony house has a universe inside:
Spotless wooden floors, luxurious and elegant chairs and beds, miniature landscapes of pine and cypress rockery and white pebbles...

Very elegant indeed.

The only abrupt thing is that the tea table is too small and the bed is too big.

This is not reasonable.

After rolling over on the couch twice but failing to reach the end, Ouyang Rong criticized in his heart.

When the door opened with a "squeak", it was accompanied by a gentle and polite female voice.

A tea artisan with a high bun and shaped like a Taoist hair crown walked in, holding a very professional tea set box in her hand.

Good guy, this attire is hard to hide hidden weapons at first glance, it is very safe for guests, the owner of this Yunshui Pavilion knows how to treat guests.

"Hello, son, my nickname is Tweety..."

Before the tea master finished speaking, Ouyang Rong, who closed his eyes and kneaded the center of his eyebrows, immediately interrupted:

"I'll take a nap, you make tea first, don't call me. I'll drink it when I wake up."

"Son..."

"Bring a hot towel."

"Yes."

After handing over a hot towel, the Gaoguan tea master named Tweety wanted to say more, but saw the handsome gentleman on the couch put one in front of his lips.

She emptied her mouth, and had no choice but to walk lightly to make tea.

Hearing that the room was quiet, Ouyang Rong was quite satisfied with his eyes closed. He put a hot towel on his face and took a deep breath in comfort.

Then concentrate and sink your mind into the sea of ​​mind.

He quickly discarded foreign objects, and his mind flew into the ancient tower in the clouds in his mind, and went straight to the entrance.

The merit tower is still the same.

The vast space surrounded by white clouds, the honest little wooden fish, and the restless blessing clock.

The trembling of the ancient bronze clock gave off a purple air, like a lonely lady who has lived in a boudoir for a long time.

Ouyang Rong ignored it, and first looked at the blue-gold font above the little wooden fish.

His first reaction was that he hadn't come for a long time, and the length of this line became longer:
[Merit: Eleven thousand 630 one]

That's right, the merit value has finally exceeded [-], and a few days ago, it has met the requirement of exchanging for the blessing of "Going back and coming" from the Pure Land Palace.

After these days of hard work, two major projects, the Disaster Relief Camp and the Broken Wing Canal, have started operation successively. The former, in particular, has completed most of the mission of disaster relief and life-saving. merit value.

Ouyang Rong was slightly relieved.

But immediately, he turned his gaze to the trembling blessing clock above.

Soon, news about the exchange of Xinfubao came to my heart.

"Three thousand merit points? What kind of blessings have I encountered... I just stopped by for a meal."

Ouyang Rong was speechless for a moment.

He looked at the remaining 1 merit points and hesitated for a moment.

Change or not?
But once it is changed, the merit value will fall below the psychological pre-line of [-] merits. Ouyang Rong is a little worried that he will not be able to quickly make up for it in a short time, because Zhayiqu still has a long time to go. To be honest, In fact, he had an idea in his mind recently... he didn't really want to wait until the day when Zhanyi Canal was completed.

And recently he discovered that the merits generated by measures such as disaster relief camps are getting less and less, and the growth has slowed down. Sometimes it takes a long time to hear a few sporadic crisp wooden fish. White hair comes fast...

Ouyang Rong suddenly fell into deep thought.

　It seems a little short...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)