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Chapter 285 Where Are You Sober Up Tonight?

Outside the window, the night is as cool as water.

The lights in the house are dark.

A piece of moonlight sprinkled in front of a couch.

Sometimes the young county magistrate gets up to check his luggage for tomorrow's departure; sometimes he lies down and counts sheep with his eyes closed.

After tossing and turning, it was almost dawn before he fell asleep.

Very light sleep.

The rising sun shone through the paper window on the slightly frowning sleeping face, and Ouyang Rong suddenly woke up warm.

After only sleeping for two hours, he stared at the empty room for a while, then got up silently, put on his clothes and shoes, and opened the door.

"Junior sister, Dalang, what are you doing here?"

In the courtyard, there were figures of Xie Lingjiang, Li Fusu, and Li Baoer basking in the sun quietly.

"Tan Lang, you're awake!" Li Fu Su stood up happily.

Ouyang Rong looked at them and asked softly:

"Didn't you say that the boat in the afternoon, going to Xunyang City, is ahead of schedule?"

Li Xian and his wife first went to Xunyang City to "recover their illnesses", while Li Dalang and Li Bao'er stayed in Longcheng to sort out the relocation of the Su Mansion.

It just so happened that Ouyang Rong was going to be the governor of Jiangzhou immediately.

The two parties agreed to take a boat together and set off for Xunyang City, the capital of Jiangzhou, this afternoon.

"The boat is not ahead of time, it's still in the afternoon."

Xie Lingjiang jumped off the swing, held his sword and shook his head, explaining:
"However, in order to celebrate the senior brother's promotion, there is also a joyous event for the entire county to be exempted from mediocrity and to adjust the second tax. Led by Diao Xiancheng and some gentry, the county's scholars, farmers, businessmen and businessmen in the county organized a promotion lunch for the senior brother at Yuanming Building. feast."

She laughed and said:
"In the morning, Eldest Senior Brother didn't go to the county government office, so Diao Xiancheng entrusted me to convey that you, the protagonist of the luncheon, must be invited to the scene."

Ouyang Rong patted his forehead: "I'm sleepy." He walked over, fetched a bucket of well water, and washed his face.

Li Fusu looked at his friend's face, and said with a smile: "Tan Lang, you can't sleep because of emptiness, Suanzaoren Soup is for you."

"..."

Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched.

After washing up, he passed the three of them and strode out:

"Let's go."

Xie Lingjiang and the others quickly followed.

On Luming Street, at the gate of Meilu Garden, a long-awaited carriage slowly started and headed towards one of the largest restaurants in the county.

"Congratulations to Tan Lang, who has been promoted to the governor of Jiangzhou!"

Inside the carriage, Li Fusu smiled happily.

"Father and mother are also very happy, waiting for Tan Lang to pass by, and give him a promotion gift..."

Li Fusu, who was sitting upright, and Li Guo'er, who was wearing a veil and nodding lightly, talked about how to celebrate the gift after returning to Xunyang City.

The royal family of the Li family, the nobles of Tianhuang, even if they are down and out, they still have a lot of rules, this is the top lintel.

Ouyang Rong looked out the window, his mind was slightly distracted, and he didn't listen much.

Get closer to Fusu, lower your voice:

"Tan Lang, my father is over there in Xunyang City, pretending to be sick, and it's a bit hard. The female officials and doctors are guarding the area. The effect of the elixir is strong, but it is really powerful, and no one can see the clues.

"Father now looks forward to the stars and the moon every day, waiting for us to send the antidote..."

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Be patient a little longer, thank you uncle."

"It's not hard work." Li Fusu shook his head: "Without Tan Lang's ingenious plan, my father and we are still hiding in Longcheng, trembling, how dare we hope to restore the title of Xunyang King."

"Brother is right."

Li Baoer stared at Ouyang Rong with a pair of wonderful eyes, and said crisply:

"With the restoration of the status of the prince, coupled with the attention from the grandmother, Wei Shaoxuan and his like will no longer dare to threaten us blatantly. At least we are safe in Xunyang City."

"Yes." Li Fusu and Ouyang Rong looked out of the car window together, looking forward to:
"Father's royal residence is in Xunyang City, and Lianghan happens to be promoted to the state official, and he goes to Xunyang City. We can be together again, and we will not be separated!"

"Oh, that Holy Majesty will arrange official positions."

Ouyang Rong nodded slightly.

He watched the lively street scene outside the window for a while, then suddenly turned around:
"After the luncheon, when will the boat scheduled to go to Jiangzhou in the afternoon leave?"

"The first moment of the unitary hour."

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips, it was around five o'clock.

After the luncheon, it's probably two or three o'clock, and I have to go out of the city to take a boat at the new ferry port. The schedule is tight... I want to do other things, but it seems too late.

"Brother, why do you ask this?"

"fine."

Ouyang Rong rubbed his face.

……

The promotion luncheon at Yuanming Tower was grander than Ouyang Rong imagined.

There were so many visitors that the three-storey building was packed to the brim.

Diaoxian Cheng and other county government officials, more than a dozen gentry and rich men, well-known Longcheng scholars, and famous clan elders from various towns and villages in Longcheng.

Not to mention, the people from all over Dragon City spontaneously came to celebrate and have a feast.

The building is so crowded that there is no room for an extra bench.

Ouyang Rong didn't expect everyone to be so enthusiastic.

At the main table at the top of the first floor, he raised his glass to signal to everyone, raised his head to drink, and made a toast to all the guests...

After nearly a corner of the drink, Ouyang Rong sat down on the armchair.

Diao Xiancheng leaned over his head and smiled:
"Master Mingfu is huge... No, I have to change my name. Now I am Lord Changshi, and Lord Changshi has been admiring me for a long time."

"I have to change my name too." He took a package from his junior junior sister and handed it to the old magistrate.

The latter opened it and saw that there were light green official uniforms, official seals and ribbons inside.

Ouyang Rong was slightly drunk, and said with a smile, "I'll be called County Magistrate Diao in the future, and I'll add another piece of regular clothes for the four seasons. County Magistrate Diao is disrespectful and disrespectful."

Diao Xiancheng hurriedly waved his hands: "Hey, where is it, Mr. Chang Shi, please don't laugh and step down from office."

With a humble mouth, the old county magistrate grinned uncontrollably, his face full of joy.

Ouyang Rong was promoted to Governor of Jiangzhou, and because of his contribution to assisting in water control, coupled with the fact that he was the first to perform and offer auspiciousness, he was promoted from Bapin County Chancellor to Qipin County Magistrate.

The only pity is that he is too old, otherwise he will have a lot of potential in the future due to his political achievements... But Diao Xiancheng is already content.

Diao Xiancheng sighed with emotion: "Lord Changshi... Forget it, let's call Mingfu for now. It's easy to say. Hey, if I can always follow in your footsteps, I will be a subordinate official of Mingfu."

The old magistrate's tone was joking, a little self-deprecating.

After all, there is no doubt that Ouyang Rong will be promoted faster than him in the future. If this sentence is really effective, wouldn't he also be promoted quickly?
But so far, this statement is still true.

There are ten or so counties under the jurisdiction of Jiangzhou, and the governor of Jiangzhou manages state affairs, so he is naturally the immediate boss of each county...

Previously, due to the Jiangzhou Jimincang corruption case, the previous Jiangzhou Governor and Chief History, two important positions, had been suspended.

Later, Wang Lengran parachuted into Jiangzhou Governor, but the position of chief historian was still vacant, and the governor took over the power on his behalf, so that he had no sense of existence.

Right now, Ouyang Rong has been promoted in due course to fill this position.

At the subsequent luncheon, Ouyang Rong found that all the people who came to toast looked at him differently.

It is awe and admiration.

In the officialdom, apart from the threshold from local officials to Beijing officials, the sixth to fifth rank is also an important threshold, which makes many scholars lose their heads.

Ouyang Rong crossed over easily.

To be honest, the speed is a bit fierce...

Having served as the Dragon City Order for a year, Ouyang Rong was deeply impressed by the power boundary of such local chief officials.

And the ten ways in the world, in terms of richness, the Jiangnan way is in the middle and upper reaches, which is the hinterland of the southern country.

Jiangzhou is one of the few Shangzhous in the Jiangnan Road. There are more floods, but it is also accompanied by a well-developed water transport business road, which controls the lifeline of Jiangnan transportation.

The upcoming governor of Jiangzhou...doesn't know how many resources he can mobilize and how much profit distribution he can control.

I remember that a long time ago, during the Dragon Boat Festival grain price war, a certain domineering big grain merchant was said to be the long history of Hongzhou next door in the backstage.

After drinking and eating, the luncheon is over.

After bidding farewell to the enthusiastic crowd, Ouyang Rong temporarily returned to Meilu Garden to collect his luggage.

The brothers and sisters of the Li family have already evacuated the Su Mansion. On Luming Street, there are ten luggage carriages lined up, and dozens of maids and servants are waiting.

Ouyang Rong bid farewell to the concierge, carried his backpack and went out lightly.

The two parties met, drove away from the county seat, and rushed to Zheyi Canal on the outskirts of the city.

There was too much luggage, and Peng Langdu was too small, so everyone chose to take a boat at the spacious new ferry.

But it wasn't long before I left the city.

"This is……"

Ouyang Rong lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the crowd of people on the official road ahead, his face slightly stunned.

There is a long pavilion one mile away from the official road on the outskirts of the city.

But in front of him, ten miles out of the city, there are long pavilions where people spontaneously gather to eat pots of oatmeal and see someone off.

Before that, Ouyang Rong deliberately didn't say that he would leave today, and planned to leave quietly.

It was only at the luncheon that he temporarily talked to Diao Xiancheng and others.

Ouyang Rong saw the figures of Diao Xiancheng and others in front of the Changting Pavilion, as well as many luncheon guests, and saw them off together.

He looked helpless: "Master Diao, you..."

"In the Ming Dynasty, it was not all summoned by the lower officials. The villagers came spontaneously. The people in the whole county are paying attention to your movements in Meiluyuan."

Ouyang Rong was silent for a moment.

Xie Lingjiang, who was seated next to him, took his bag and said with a smile:

"Eldest brother, you should go and bid farewell to the people of Dragon City."

"Tan Lang go." Li Fusu couldn't help laughing.

"What about you?"

Li Bao'er looked away from the expectant faces of the people outside the window, and arranged softly:
"Let's take our luggage to the pier first, and the boat will wait for you. Go, Ouyang Lianghan, and bid farewell."

Ouyang Rong was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Alright."

On the official road, the carriage team continued to set off.

Ouyang Rong took the reins from his junior sister, only carried the sword box on his back, and got on the horse without turning his head:
"Wait for me at the pier."

"Ah."

Ouyang Rong drove his back to the convoy, rode his horse alone, and faced the enthusiastic crowd of Longcheng people who came forward.

The strong wind blows his crown rope and long hair, like colorful prayer flags fluttering in the wind.

Ouyang Rong suddenly remembered that when he went to Longcheng, he did the same.

One man and one horse, came alone, empty-handed, with nothing but official status.

Now parting, he is also empty-handed.

But not all is lost.

After serving as an official, what did you leave behind?
Disaster relief, flood control, justice.

What did you take away?
A sword that is indistinguishable from straight to right, yet vows to break all right and wrong in the world.

Ouyang Rong suddenly smiled and stepped forward.

In the ten-mile long pavilion, the people of Longcheng eat pots of oatmeal, cordially call the magistrate of radish, lead horses and grab sleeves, and young people with backpacks drink wine step by step.

Ten miles outskirts of the city, the willow branches are all broken, a scene of reluctant farewell...

While drinking, Ouyang Rong faintly heard the melody of a certain song:
Outside the pavilion,
By the side of the ancient road,
The herbs are green.

The evening wind blows the willow flute sound,
The mountains outside the sunset mountain...

evening.

Zhayiqu, Tanlangdu.

The name of Xindukou has not yet been decided, but the people of Longcheng have privately called it Tanlangdu, and the county government officials did not stop it, and gradually agreed to become a custom.

Now Tanlangdu is a prosperous scene, faintly surpassing the bustling scale of Penglangdu.

On the official road, there was a skinny horse, carrying a young man who was lying down drunk, and slowly drove into the ferry, getting closer and closer to the pier.

The golden sunset covered the slender body of the drunken youth like a garment.

The skinny horse was walking through the busy city, when suddenly there was a cry:
"Selling cakes ~ hot oil sesame cakes ~ don't miss it when you pass by..."

Ouyang Rong opened his eyes in a drunken state, got off his horse, swayed closer, and looked down at the steaming hot sesame cakes in the pot.

The vendor who sells sesame cakes warmly welcomes them: "The cakes are still hot, do you want to eat?"

Ouyang Rong stared at the sesame cake with drunken eyes, his face flushed drunk, and he was a little dazed.

He stretched out his finger, touched the cake body, and retracted his hand from the heat.

Waking up.

"Ah, ah, don't touch your hands!"

Ouyang Rong stopped his hands and looked around. The hustle and bustle of the city reduced the drunken look in his eyes a lot.

"Where have I been..." he murmured to himself.

"This is Tan Lang Du, are you drunk?"

"Tan Lang crossing?" The box-carrying young man nicknamed Tan Lang took a deep breath and said in a daze:

"Tan Lang knows that the boat is waiting in front, and there are people waiting in front. Tan Lang has to go forward, look ahead, isn't that what Ah Qing was taught before..."

Looking at the young man in the bag who was muttering nonsense in his dream, the baker was curious:

"Are you going to travel far with your clothes?"

"Um……"

The vendor was curious: "Look at you, do you know my stall? Could it be that you used to be a regular customer?"

Ouyang Rong nodded, then shook his head again.

"Hey, this stall is owned by my old man, and I took over last month, so it's normal that you don't know me.

"Then you should be clear, my oil sesame cake is a long-established brand in Longcheng, and it is not comparable to newcomers like Tanlangdu. It used to be famous in Penglangdu."

The baker boasted and suddenly asked:
"Does the guest know Liu Ashan, the water control hero in our county who fought bullies bravely? He is the hero specially enshrined by the county magistrate of Luobo."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyelids and nodded at him.

The baker's chest slapped loudly: "I heard from the old man that this hero bought cakes from us... Our cakes are also loved by heroes and heroes. Would you like to have a piece of cake, and don't try it before you leave?" It's a pity to taste it."

Ouyang Rong slowly raised his head, stared at the cake seller, and asked, "Is it really a pity?"

"Of course, don't leave with regrets!"

The young man who had just woken up from the drunk took a long breath, and suddenly nodded vigorously:
"Okay."

……

Several city officials in Tanlangdu got the news and hurried out.

But after waiting outside the pier for less than half an hour, there was no sign of a certain young county magistrate.

"Strange, where did your lord go? Didn't there be a news report just now, is your lord here? Where are you?"

"Just now, it seems that someone saw the Ming Mansion."

A city official came from the pier behind, wiped his sweat and told:
"Master Xie has no shadow of the Ming Mansion. Master Xie has ordered the ship to be postponed, and now we are waiting for the Ming Mansion."

Several city officials looked at each other in blank dismay, turned their heads and searched around in the busy streets of Tanlangdu.

At a bakery stall that a city official passed by, a peddler touched the three pieces of broken silver in his arms, and his face was full of smiles.

Three sentences, let the customers buy up all the cakes... The vendor suddenly felt bright about the future of selling cakes at Xindukou, and he was very eager to think about setting up a signboard and engraving a signboard of "Hero Cakes" on it.

The trafficker looked in the direction of the county town and couldn't help muttering:
"Hey, it's strange. Didn't this honored guest go on a long journey by boat? Why did he bury his head in eating cakes and rush back?"

(End of this chapter)