In the tenth month of the twelfth month, the emperor issued an edict that Li Xian, the third son, should be crowned King of Xunyang, and he summoned King Xunyang to Xunyang City in Jiangzhou;

At the beginning of November, King Xunyang came to Xunyang City to recover from his illness; at the end of the month, he moved to Longcheng and made Ouyang Lianghan the governor of Jiangzhou.

In early December, various conferments from the empress arrived in Longcheng County, Jiangzhou.

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The urgent news that Ouyang Rong was promoted to the governor of Jiangzhou is almost the same as "freeing the common people of Longcheng County from life-long taxes".

Along with news of promotions and rewards from Xianxiang officials such as Diao County Cheng, they arrived at the Longcheng County Yamen on a sunny morning.

Carrying the book-making angels from the divine capital, they came to Longcheng County again.

Speaking of which, including Ouyang Rong this time, two waves of people have come to Shendu within a month.

The first wave was the announcement of a decree to reinstate Li Xian, who was "bedridden", as King of Xunyang, with great momentum.

And this morning, the second wave was also very powerful, causing people in the county to gather in the streets to watch.

"Master Ouyang, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. Congratulations."

It was again in front of the familiar county government hall that the bearded Tianguan envoy Song Hao met Ouyang Rong again.

Song Hao looked at the young county magistrate with a slightly strange look.

This time, he brought more people from the capital. In the team that sent the edict, half of the people in the palace in yellow were holding a copy of the book.

Because the making of the book was a personal decree of the Empress, it was of a higher standard than the imperial edict, and officials above the fifth rank, who were all mainstays of the central and local governments, were personally appointed and dismissed by Her Majesty the Queen... It was considered an imperial edict in the true sense.

In addition, Song Hao, who was regarded as an angel, quietly changed his name for Ouyang Rong.

Behind him, the palace man in yellow came out, walked to Ouyang Rong, unfolded the queen's book, and read it in a high-pitched voice, which was heard by everyone inside and outside the county government.

It begins with the sentence "Emperor's edict", followed by words of encouragement based on scriptures. For example, there is a sentence "For example, the pillars of this country are like salt plums", which means that the pillars of the country are as indispensable to the country as condiments.

This female official who wrote the edict was quite talented in literature... Ouyang Rong had no reason to think of it.

After reading, the palace man in yellow presented the scroll.

"Master Ouyang, please accept the order." Song Hao looked solemn and handed a tray in front of his hands. On the tray were neatly folded crimson official uniforms, black gauze hats and noble fish bags.

The official uniform he was wearing was only dark green of the sixth grade, but the young man in front of him was about to take off his light green official uniform of the seventh grade and put on a dazzling crimson official uniform.

Sixth grade versus fifth grade, can the title not be changed?

Ouyang Rong looked at them and didn't reach out for a while.

"Well, why didn't Mr. Ouyang accept the call? Are you still going to resign..."

Song Hao asked with a wry smile.

Ouyang Rong came to his senses, shook his head, and took the book-making and crimson official uniform.

Song Hao breathed a sigh of relief. This was His Majesty's imperial edict. It would be a bit serious to refuse any more, and it would be difficult for them to communicate with each other unless the other party had a last resort.

Wait, why is he so happy when someone else gets promoted?

Song Hao's mouth twitched slightly and he couldn't help but glance at Ouyang Rong twice.

When other officials in the past saw him, they were as happy as seeing a magpie. They took a shower and changed clothes to receive orders. But this young man's reaction was as calm as water...

If you don’t know, you might think you’ve been demoted. If that’s the case, you can still praise your good spirit, but this is a promotion. Hey, what’s the matter with your expression of having no desires and no demands?

Ouyang Rong is not really low in emotional intelligence.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Song and my father-in-law, for coming all the way. Please come in and take a seat."

"Haha, Mr. Ouyang is too polite..."

Ouyang Rong smiled and welcomed Song Hao and the palace officials into the court.

Taking advantage of the gap between them sitting down, Ouyang Rong stood in front of the door, turned his back, put his hand into his arms, touched it, spread his palm and saw three pieces of broken silver.

He thought that it probably wouldn't be enough for Song Hao and others to drink tea.

"You're such a lazy fool, get out of the way and I'll do it."

Wearing a red dress, she came with tea and passed by Ouyang Rong. She suppressed a smile and pursed her lips, tilted her chin slightly, and walked into the courtroom.

Ouyang Rong was startled.

Looking back, in the court hall, Xie Lingjiang's bright eyes helped him entertain the people of the Angel Palace. She was a graceful and elegant lady with five surnames. She was able to handle the imperial edict without any stage fright.

The young magistrate laughed and shook his head.

Xie Lingjiang accompanied the angel Song Hao, and the people in the Huangyi Palace drank tea for a while and smiled.

But for some unknown reason, Ouyang Rong did not come to the court to accompany his guests.

However, after receiving the heavy tip for announcing the good news, Angel Song Hao and all the palace officials quickly ignored this small matter.

Moreover, he was very fond of the elegant and well-spoken lady of the Xie family in front of him, and frequently praised Mr. Ouyang for his good taste and his unmarried wife for being so virtuous.

Xie Lingjiang smiled lightly, glanced at the deserted corridor outside the door, and suddenly said:

"We haven't made a reservation yet, please don't talk nonsense."

"How can you escape?" Song Hao said with a smile:

"Although Mr. Ouyang comes from a humble family, he is the youngest fifth-rank official in this dynasty. He has become a high-ranking official despite his weak talent, and is also a disciple of your father... It is true that the Xie family of Chen County is the head of the Jiangzuo gentry, but he certainly does not refuse this.

My son-in-law, Miss Xie, there is no need to worry."

Xie Lingjiang bit her lower lip lightly, her teacup covering her dazed expression, "Really?"

Then he asked in a low voice: "The Ouyang family in Nanlong should be quite supportive, right?"

Song Hao immediately said: "Of course. Being able to marry the five surnames and Qiwang of a poor family is a blessing to raise the lintel of the family. It makes me laugh even in my dreams."

Xie Lingjiang lowered his head to sip tea, his cheeks were red from the fog, and his eyes were shining slightly.

After a while, she glanced outside the door.

There is no sign of Big Brother.

But outside, he could see that Diao Xian Cheng, Yan Liulang and other officials were gathered together happily, looking at the crimson official uniforms and the Queen's books.

Where has Big Brother gone?

Xie Lingjiang found that he seemed to be a little distracted today.

But strictly speaking, it’s not just today.

Since Uncle Li resumed his status as King of Xunyang, he and Weibo's mother were forced to leave for Jiangzhou City in advance.

The senior brother began to be absent-minded, as if he was sure that the plan was completed and his mind was on other things.

It actually made her, Li Guo'er, and Li Fusu anxious as they waited.

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Seeing the young junior sister waiting for guests, Ouyang Rong made a book with Fei Fu in his hand and handed it to Yan Liulang, Diao County Cheng and the others.

He went through the back door and left the county government office alone.

Ouyang Rong wanted to go out for a walk, but as he was about to leave the county, he felt like he had a tight breath in his chest recently.

He was lost in thought when he just received the order. He really didn't expect that he could be promoted to the fifth rank in one step.

I thought that after resigning to the master, I would break the law, so I would be transferred from the sixth-grade imperial censor to a local sixth-grade official. Most likely, I would still be "controlling the water" in Jiangzhou... It doesn't matter anyway, it's convenient.

Just be a guest of Prince Xunyang's palace and plan to break the situation. Don't be in a hurry to get promoted.

But now it's better, Jiangzhou Governor.

The next fifth grade.

The second most powerful person in a state.

By the way, in Jiangzhou City, the governor with whom he had corresponded and had fallen in love with each other "online" for a long time, welcomed him as his deputy. He should not feel lonely offline in the future, right?

Ouyang Rong smiled sheepishly, looking forward to it a little.

"Is this the reward of two thousand meritorious deeds? It's not a waste of money..."

Leaving the county government office with a cheerful atmosphere.

Ouyang Rong crossed the county alone and Peng Lang crossed the river and arrived at the west bank of Butterfly Creek.

After the success of the auspicious offering, he has been coming here for a walk every morning recently.

Especially the sacrificial hall on Xiaogushan.

Ouyang Rong placed three sticks of incense in the memorial hall to commemorate Ashan and his patriots, lowered his buttocks on the threshold, and sat in a daze for half an hour before silently walking down the mountain.

We also walked into the original site of Guyue Sword Shop, and revisited the old place of Zhanlongtai. The Liu family is no longer there, and there is no monopoly to squeeze. Many new sword shops have appeared, and the West Bank is once again in full swing.

As he watched along the way, the young county magistrate's face gradually calmed down.

When he returned to the county seat, it was already evening. Ouyang Rong glanced at the direction of the suburbs, hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards Luming Street.

At the gate of the county government office and the gate of Meiluyuan, he saw many fruit baskets and local products, as well as many pickled radish jars.

You don't need to look at it to know that the villagers sent it voluntarily and are very enthusiastic about feeding a certain young county magistrate.
To be continued...