"Ten Notes on Water Control in the South of the Yangtze River" is also accompanied by a "Reading and Viewing of the Water Systems in the South of the Yangtze River".

This is... quite abstract.

Have fun with hardcore stuff, right?

The officials at the Department of Human Resources were also a little confused.

However, I still submitted these Shishu and Shui Diagrams to the Holy Case.

Now two days have passed, and there is still no response from Her Majesty the Queen, as if nothing has happened.

I don’t know if I was overly impressed and threw it into the wastebasket...

The recommender Shen Xisheng never expected Ouyang Rong's actions.

The day before yesterday, he immediately went to see Mrs. Di and reported the matter with a worried look on his face.

He was originally prepared to intercede on behalf of his friend's beloved disciple, but he did not expect that his master was not unhappy at all after hearing this.

Even when Ouyang Lianghan was assigned the position of imperial censor, he looked calm throughout the whole process. He laughed surprisingly, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, looked at the scenery for a while, and turned around in a good mood and asked: "Xisheng, are you What do you think?"

"..." Shen Xi said.

How could he see it? How else could he see it!

Ouyang Rong refused to serve as the imperial censor, which made Shen Xisheng feel a little embarrassed.

After all, Ouyang Rong was originally supposed to be his direct subordinate. Now that he has refused the official position of Shi Yushi, it seems that he is kind-hearted and ungrateful. Is it because he is not satisfied with this official position?

In the carriage, Shen Xisheng shook his head slightly, probably not.

After thinking for a while, I remembered the Master's laughter again.

The censor Zhongcheng looked thoughtful.

"Have you known about it for a long time, Master? Has the good nephew Liang Han already been in contact with Master, or is it just a tacit understanding..."

He glanced out the window and saw that the carriage was passing through a bustling street beside Luoshui that was bustling with pleasure all night long.

"No matter what, you are more famous now."

Shen Xisheng laughed and shook his head.

Just now he was preparing to go out for the morning court. His virtuous wife, who had always taken care of her husband and raised her children and did not go out much, turned around to ask about a certain weak-headed county magistrate who had refused to be an official in the capital when she was dressing him. She asked her husband if he knew her. Curious eyes.

A seventh-rank magistrate of Zhima County was suddenly promoted to a sixth-rank noble official, which was not likely to stir up a wide range of topics.

At most, officials within the system would sigh with envy, and it would provoke some jealousy from some officials who had no hope of promotion.

But a seventh-grade Zhima County magistrate resigned from his high-flying official position, gave up the record of being the youngest imperial censor in his dynasty, and went to the remote south of the Yangtze River to control floods for the country bumpkins and never came back.

This, this is a bit explosive in the entire resignation world.

People who eat melons, take a closer look and find out... No, who is this saint? Wait, Ouyang... Lianghan? Last year, the Jinshi Tanhualang who prepared the coffin and was demoted to the south of the Yangtze River after being remonstrated with his appearance, is famous all over the world. A gentleman?

The name is correct and you leave satisfied.

Originally, this anecdote about his resignation was only hotly discussed in a small circle within the Tianguan Liubu and other court organizations the day before yesterday.

But since yesterday, for some unknown reason, well, maybe some officials, after returning home, told their wives, children and servants as gossip after dinner, and now the news of Ouyang Lianghan's resignation from being an official in the capital has gradually spread to the public in Luoyang.

To this day, the four-character name Ouyang Lianghan is already one of the "hottest" among many entertainment anecdotes in Luoyang City. It is widely circulated in the streets and alleys after tea and dinner, and it overwhelms a certain top poet in the literary world of the Great Zhou Dynasty not long ago. Gossip about friends listening to music on the hook, nodding loudly but not giving any money.

If someone is dealing with Bald Donkey and supervising the construction of the pagoda, he is currently in Luoyang.

And when he learned that he had slaughtered people thousands of miles away, he sighed with emotion: The folks in Luoyang still eat too much and are so full that they put salt in their crotches and their balls hurt.

No matter what, Ouyang Rong became famous in Luodu this time.

He buried his head in flood control and no one asked him about it. He resigned from office in one fell swoop and the whole world knew about him.

But there are many popular people.

At this time, in the holy city, in both the government and the public, in the brothels of the city, there were those who claimed to be noble and noble, and they scolded Ouyang Rong for deceiving the world, pretending to be a hypocrite, and using his fame to gain fame;

There are also scribes in wine shops and butchers in the market who smile and praise Lianghan as a true gentleman who is honest and does not deceive.

Even in a high-walled house with red walls and yellow tiles, at a private gathering of a small circle of ladies who have extremely high aesthetic requirements for family and friends,

The talented little lady in the palace dress tilted her chin up and threw the green-covered scroll in her hand against the red wall. Zui Xun threatened that she would meet Ouyang Lianghan for a while and she could make him bow down under her skirt with just one spit.

His arrogant words suddenly caused a small circle of ladies around him, whose hair was tied up in high buns and whose eyebrows were dyed, to cover their mouths and bury their breasts, and smile crookedly on their temples.

But among them, there was a pretty little girl with a bun on her head and moon pearls in her ears who did not smile. She held a black cat in her arms, opened her lips and spoke coldly to protect the upright gentleman in her mind who had never been masked before, and slightly mocked her female companion...

…Afterwards, there was another round of playful fun.

In Luoyang City, some people are jealous, while others are eager to get to know each other.

This kind of fame is truly unpredictable.

Shen Xisheng went to Ziwei Palace to attend the morning ceremony with his thoughts in mind.

Since the Yingzhou Rebellion, Her Majesty the Queen has been quite diligent in her duties, and has rarely gone to Shangyang Palace to indulge in the music of men and enjoy the strange elixirs and beasts presented by the Yin-Yang family's Qi practitioners.

In the magnificent palace where hundreds of officials gathered, Shen Xisheng, who was standing near the front, raised his eyes slightly.

He glanced at the tall old woman on the golden dragon chair directly in front of him.

There is also the back view of the master standing at the front of the officials, with his back straight and meticulous.

Before the Yingzhou Rebellion, at the instigation of the two kings of the Wei family, His Majesty originally had a plan to go on an expedition to expand the territory, but his master tried his best to dissuade him.

The Confucius stated that the main focus should be on rectifying internal affairs and strengthening national strength, rather than wasting lives and money on expanding borders, and cited Taizong's precedents and examples.

Your Majesty is naturally not angry, but since the Yingzhou Rebellion broke out and the Wei family's children were exposed in all kinds of ugly ways... the rebellion has been gradually put down, but it seems that Your Majesty has not mentioned the agenda of expanding the territory for a long time.

Shen Xisheng suddenly smelled something. He couldn't help but look at the calm back of the master in front of him.

Throughout the morning, nothing unexpected happened.

In fact, most of the time, the morning court is very boring. The so-called game battles, the flash of swords and the shadow of swords, mostly happen under the table.

If you lose face even in the morning, then it is already at the last moment, and one party jumps over the wall and abandons the last dignity.

However, Shen Xisheng was covered with sweat on his back, but he had been prepared for it and specially wore a thin layer of undershirt. Hu Shang, an expensive tailor from the Western Market, patted his chest and said that the fabric would definitely cover the sweat.

The practical effect is really good, so that sweat stains will not show through, and you can draw a map and show it to your colleagues behind you.

Another decent little trick from a royal censor.

Shen Xisheng sighed, originally planning to pass it on to Liang Han's nephew, giving him a new shirt as a celebration gift for his promotion.

After all, he cannot be blamed alone.

It's a pity that Liang Han's nephew didn't win... It's okay, let's keep it for his nephew first.

Shen Xi maintained a serious expression on his face and exited the hall together with all the officials from the dynasty.

During the two days of court meetings, no one mentioned the matter of Ouyang Rong's resignation and the flood control. Her Majesty the Queen seemed unaware of this matter. There was silence from both the court and the public, as if she had been forgotten.

This calm situation made his heart vigilant.

Shen Xisheng and several colleagues from the Liberation faction gathered together. After walking down the steps in front of the palace, they looked around and saw the master's figure, and walked there in tacit agreement.

But at this moment, a member of Mei Zhuang Palace walked quickly, stopped in front of a certain fat old man, bent down and spread his palms, signaling something.

Master Di nodded and followed the palace attendants away.

Officials with sharp ears heard some of the conversation, and a small piece of news suddenly spread throughout the square.

Her Majesty the Queen invites the Master to visit Shangyang Palace together.

All the officials looked sideways.
Chapter completed!