Ouyang Rong was speechless.

Not long after, Diao County Magistrate left with official duties, leaving a young magistrate standing in the lobby alone with a table of white money.

He touched his chin.

"The Su family on Luming Street... is right next door? The Su family next door, I remember my junior sister lived there, she said it was Shibo's family... In other words, this Su family is an old friend of my mentor?"

Ouyang Rong put on his clothes and prepared to go out, but after hesitating, he hung up his official uniform again.

Someone was looking for a name to donate a thousand taels, and only asked for a piece of calligraphy and painting. It was quite a bit like a gentleman's friendship. It would be a bit vulgar to come to visit him. What's more, this Su family is an old friend of his mentor, and he couldn't be too familiar with him.

avoid arousing suspicion.

Ouyang Rong nodded, wrote down the favor, and immediately sent someone to call Yan Liulang.

He gestured to the money with his chin: "Take it to buy food. It's all spent, and no leftovers are allowed."

After a pause, the young magistrate smiled slightly sheepishly: "Especially the newly opened rice shops on the street, you have to take good care of their business."

"Here."

…

The first ray of morning light first fell on the bell tower on the top of Donglin Temple.

It's just that the gray monk who went upstairs to ring the bell today was not thinking about the bell at all. He frequently looked down the mountain in the direction of Butterfly Creek and got distracted.

If there is an early-rising discipline monk passing by at this moment, he will not take care of it, because there will definitely not be much incense in the temple today, and the abbot will take a large group of monks down the mountain to preach at Penglangdu in the city.

Because today is May 5th, and it is the Dragon Boat Festival again.

Within Longcheng County.

Before daybreak, the newly expanded ferry began to be bustling with activity. Young coolies, traders, servants, government clerks, and vendors selling breakfast were all crowded together at the pier, setting up tables like tables, climbing ladders and hanging colorful decorations.

.

On the Butterfly Creek, which has just been warmed by the morning sun, the most eye-catching thing at the moment is not the large ships transporting grain from other places, but the colorful dragon boats.

If you look down from the whole city, you can see that the heads of people coming out of all the lanes and alleys on the streets before the sky is fully illuminated converge into an endless stream of people, all heading towards the Butterfly Creek Ferry where the dragon boat races are held.

As they flowed away, the refugees outside the city also poured into the city. There were police officers in blue patrolling the streets and alleys to maintain order...

The Dragon Boat Festival Dragon Boat Festival organized by Longcheng County Government has finally begun.

Just arrived in the morning.

"Mingfu, Mingfu!"

On Luming Street, Longcheng County Government Office, all the officials who had finished reporting walked out the door and went to the pier to watch the dragon boats. Only a certain resentful policeman ran against the flow of people and ran into the county government office, shouting, "He's arrested."

I asked an acquaintance quickly:

"Zhao Silang, have you seen the Ming Mansion?"

"In the morning, a brother went to deliver breakfast to the magistrate. It seems that he was in the back house."

"It's so late. The Dragon Boat Festival is waiting for the Ming Dynasty to open. Why are you still in the back house?"

Yan Liulang had no choice but to push the crowds all the way and arrived at the county government house that was uninhabited after it was collapsed by the flood.

As soon as he came in, he saw a young county magistrate wearing a blue robe, bending over and tinkering with a strange "sand table" in the yard.

Yan Liulang thinks that the thing in the yard should be called a sand table, because it looks a bit like the sand table used by the army to simulate the mountainous terrain, but the one made by the Ming Dynasty is an enlarged version, taking up the entire yard, and there are simulated rivers and water sources in it.

Connected to another well for pumping water.

"Mingfu, it's time to go out."

"oh."

Ouyang Rong responded without turning his head, squatted by the pool and washed his dirty face and hands, then walked over and closed the well truck that was pumping water at the well.

The rapidly flowing "stream" in this huge "sand table" in the yard stopped.

Yan Liulang took the official uniform, unfolded it, and helped the young county magistrate put it on; during this period, the hot-tempered detective in blue couldn't help but glance at the strange "sand table" in the yard.

Ever since he returned from his 'touring' at Donglin Temple in Dagushan Mountain last time, Mingfu has become obsessed with this thing.

He first found a lot of tools and materials from Tollua Mountain, and then found a large courtyard in the back house of the county government where no one would disturb him. He ate, drank, and slept in it, and after two days of hard work, he finally made this "sand table" in the courtyard.

”.

From the look, Yan Liulang felt that the terrain of Butterfly Creek and Longcheng County he saw on the mountainside that day was very similar. However, upon closer inspection, there were some changes. Some of the crooked rivers seemed to have become straighter, and some of the terrain seemed to have moved.

Some...

Yan Liulang couldn't understand what this was doing, but... this was normal. He felt that if he understood the brain circuit of Mingfu, he would be really successful and would not be the leader of the errand and grudge.

Yan Liulang sighed.

Ouyang Rong put on his official uniform, lowered his head to adjust his cuffs, and asked as he went out: "What's the price of food now?"

"Ming Mansion, already has twenty coins a dou, which lasts for half a decade!"

"Good job."

Yan Liulang said with a humble face: "It's the Mingfu who commanded it well."

"No, I mean those foreign grain merchants did a good job."

Yan Liulang: "..."

Ouyang Rong took Yan Liulang out of the county government office and boarded the carriage driven by Liu Ashan. After sitting in the carriage, he explained with a smile:

"According to the news you came back from the inspection at the dock warehouse the day before yesterday, this group of foreign grain merchants have gathered at least 100,000 shi of grain in Longcheng. However, the price of grain is still maintained at 20 yuan a dou, and there is no vicious competition among peers.

, among these foreign grain merchants, there should be people with bright minds and good skills who are working together to sell grain in a tacit understanding."

Yan Liulang suddenly realized, "That's it."

Ouyang Rong chuckled, "It seems that they are not all defenseless, they are all human sperm... This mouthful of meat is a little tough."

Yan Liulang tentatively said: "Then today..."

"Everything is as usual, let's go. This annual Dragon Boat Festival must be a good festival for everyone in the city."

Ouyang Rong said with a smile and Yan Liulang nodded.

At this time, as if he remembered something, the young county magistrate asked again: "By the way, little junior sister, have you seen her recently?"

Yan Liulang thought for a moment, "The last time I went home, I saw her coming out of Yuanming Tower on the street."

"Why are you running there when you have nothing to do? What can you do anywhere? Well, my junior sister must not be a good girl..."

The young county magistrate frowned.

Yan Liulang hesitated and wanted to ask, Miss Xie is so obvious that even the Ming Palace can't see it. Isn't it a good man's behavior to leave the beautiful little junior sister in the cold for several days... The only blue plant in the family?

Yi Daotou couldn't help but retract his hips and shrink back.

Ouyang Rong didn't know that the atmosphere suddenly became heated. Not long after, the carriage arrived at Penglangdu. He opened the curtain first and was suddenly hit by an overwhelming heat wave.

Hmm, it's the smell of salty rice dumplings...
Chapter completed!