The warm sun shines on the ancient cornices of Jiangzhou lobby.

Ouyang Rong turned over and dismounted.

He touched the mane of the horse with his hand, and handed the reins to the attendant.

"Feed better fodder."

"Yes, sir."

Chang Sui was about to lead the horse to the trough and touched the horse's dark red smooth skin. His eyes were envious. He hesitated and turned around to ask:

"It's a magical horse. Don't you want to give it a name?"

Ouyang Rong, who was adjusting his official uniform, turned around and looked at the horse, which was taller than the young man next to him.

This horse was a celebration gift given to him by Li Xian and Wei Mei, and Ouyang Rong was not polite.

He didn't pay much attention to it in the past few days. After bringing it back, he rode it directly to go up and down.

Perhaps it is a legacy of the Southern and Northern Dynasties where Han and Hu people were mixed. People in the Qian and Zhou Dynasties all loved horses. Most officials liked to ride horses when they went to court or wherever they went. It was the fashion of the world.

Almost like Ouyang Rong, a car lover in his previous life.

"Is this horse rare?" Ouyang Rong asked casually.

Chang Sui nodded vigorously with an envious look on his face:

"Sir, this is the Dawan horse from the Western Regions. There are many good horses in Dawan, and the horse sweats blood... This magical horse is unique in the Dawan horse."

Ouyang Rong took a closer look at the dark red horse.

He has a tall body, slender limbs, a thin head and a tall neck, and thin skin and thin hair. Well, among horses, he is indeed a beautiful man. No, it seems to be a female, which is a beautiful girl.

"Sweat like blood?" Ouyang Rong muttered: "Isn't this a BMW that sweats blood?"

Chang Sui was curious: "Sweat-blooded BMW? What's the name? It's really appropriate."

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "It's just nonsense. It's okay. If you want to name it..."

A certain naming geek touched his chin and muttered:

"Everyone in the world says that Lu Bu is among men and Red Rabbit is among horses, so that's called..."

"Red Rabbit?"

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Lu Bu."

Chang Sui: "..."

Ouyang Rong suddenly laughed: "You're kidding, let's call it 'Dongmei'. It sweats like blood and is as fresh as a red plum. It's almost the winter solstice of the Yuan Dynasty."

After saying that, Ouyang Rong walked directly into the Jiangzhou lobby.

Changsui led Dongmei to the stable.

It's a new day, and Ouyang Rong is on duty as usual.

The Jiangzhou Hall is the main hall of the Jiangzhou government office, with a mirror hanging high, allowing people who have been wronged to go to the hall to play drums, and the government will judge cases.

However, the Jiangzhou lobby has a higher standard. On weekdays, it is mostly used as a place for governors, chief historians and other state officials to work, and cases are rarely resolved.

Unless it is the Jimincang rice case, or a major or unsolved case that cannot be handled by the counties below.

But after looking at the grievance drum, Ouyang Rong shook his head. He had been working here for a month and had not encountered a single case. The biggest feeling here was... leisure.

The officials in Jiangzhou's lobby are all like salted fishes, one competing with the other for leisure.

"Where is Mr. Wang?"

Not seeing a certain governor in the main hall of the office, Ouyang Rong stopped a young official in green clothes and asked.

The young official in green clothes replied: "The governor summoned two celebrities from Kuanglu in the Symin's Courtyard in the back house to discuss the mountains and rivers of Jiangzhou and sympathize with the people's sentiments."

Kuanglu refers to Mount Lu, adjacent to Xunyang City.

Kuanglu is the most beautiful place in the world, and literati like to visit it. In the words of Ouyang Rong in his previous life, it is the check-in point for Internet celebrities in this era.

There are many places of interest and historical sites, countless literati, celebrities and people with lofty ideals have left their mark on this mountain. There are also many secluded people who come from Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

Ouyang Rong nodded and expressed his agreement:

"What a considerate person. Mr. Wang is on duty every day, but he is really busy."

He sat down in the empty main hall with the first seat, and his office was on the left side of the governor, because Chang Shi was nominally the governor's first deputy.

The young official in green clothes didn't dare to say a word when he heard the words. He pretended not to hear and then withdrew with a sneer.

Sitting in his seat, Ouyang Rong looked at ease, opened the stack of papers, and started a new day of "settling accounts."

Speaking of which, Jiangzhou is indeed a good place.

Bordering the Yangtze River to the north, Kuanglu to the east, and Yunmeng to the south, big rivers, big lakes, and famous mountains are gathered together in one place. Looking at the whole country, it is probably the only one.

It is said that the eyebrows convey emotions and the eyebrows are beautiful, hence the reputation of Xunyang City in Jiangzhou as “the place where eyebrows are found in the world”.

It's a pity that the political and cultural center of the Zhou Dynasty was in the two capitals of Guanzhong in the north. Xunyang City in Jiangzhou with beautiful mountains and rivers became a good place to demote officials.

Officials in the DPRK devalued this place, and it was not bad for them to go sightseeing and relax, so a very unique... culture of derogating officials was formed in Xunyang City.

Well, this is a new word he summed up recently.

"Heh." Ouyang Rong chuckled and shook his head.

The atmosphere created by the culture of demotion of officials inside and outside Xunyang City is quite interesting, as both the common people and the officials are equally dissatisfied.

Moreover, there are many monks and Taoists walking around in Xunyang City, and they all like to visit Kuanglu Mountain. The Buddhist and Taoist sects' free talk style is very popular, which is highly praised by the people of Jiangzhou.

After all, my brothers have been frustrated in life and demoted from official positions, so it’s better to lie less to them and talk less about Confucianism, which is actively involved in the world. It’s good to worship Buddhism, meditate on Taoism, and practice spiritual practice. It’s good to get a little comfort.

This is roughly where the atmosphere of salted fish comes from.

But do you want to say that you don’t want to be promoted at all? You don’t want to be relegated and return to the divine capital?

That's not necessarily true. Among the newly released poems from various literary gatherings in Xunyang City every night, which one does not have the sour allusion of Yang Yi's encounter and Zhong Qi's encounter?

It expresses the regret of not being able to find talent and being willing to write, but having no way to find a job.

"Moaning for no reason."

Ouyang Rong curled his lips, buried himself in the papers, and continued to work hard.

The sunlight outside the main hall gradually rose to the sky, and the winter morning passed quickly.

Ouyang Rong splashed his ink and completed today's official document tasks with great efficiency.

He put down the brush, pushed the table away, twisted his wrist, leaned back on the chair, and took a long breath:

"It's a joke, it's done. Let's go back to Yinbingzhai and split a piece of bamboo and do an abacus. This calculation is too troublesome and backward. But I heard from my teacher that Confucius Di and other court officials also used this calculation to settle accounts. Tsk, tsk, otherwise Send one back later?"

Ouyang Rong muttered for a while, then turned his head and glanced at the sundial on the corridor.

There is still an hour and a half before lunch.

Ouyang Rong turned around and looked at the empty seat opposite his seat.

"It doesn't matter if the Governor Wang doesn't come, but where are you, Yuan Sima? You don't even order anything, how can you be so confident?"

Ouyang Rong sighed.

He is the governor of Jiangzhou. The seat opposite him, which is the seat to the lower right of the governor, should have been the office of Sima Jiangzhou.

Jiangzhou Sima can also be regarded as the assistant official of the governor, but his position is lower than that of the chief governor, and he is only the third in command of the state in name.

But what is more unfortunate than Chang Shi is that due to historical legacy, the position of Sima, who was supposed to be in charge of the army of a state, gradually lost his military power and was deprived of official positions such as governor.

Becoming an official with positions but no power was recognized as a local leisure position in the official circles of the Zhou Dynasty and a popular option for demotion.

The current Sima of Jiangzhou is named Yuan Huaimin, and he seems to be a member of Jingzhao Prefecture in Chang'an with good roots.

This 'Yuan' surname was heard to come from a certain aristocratic family, but for unknown reasons, he was demoted to Jiangzhou.

Since Ouyang Rong took office, he has seen him no more than twice.

When he first took office, Ouyang Rong could still see him trotting in sleepily every morning to take a nap.

Then he disappeared less and less, often arriving late and leaving early citing "minor illnesses and pains".

Oh, it's good now, this Yuan Sima doesn't even order anymore.

If you are absent from work for one day, half your salary will be deducted.

Ouyang Rong had no expression on his face, took out a roster, dipped his pen in ink, and added a stroke.

He stood up, holding the roster and a writing brush, and left the empty Jiangzhou lobby. He went to the surrounding subordinate offices and began to inspect them one by one.

This can be regarded as one of the daily tasks of Jiangzhou Governor.

Ouyang Rong couldn't care less, except that Wang Lengran was the governor and had the excuse of being "sympathetic to the people's sentiments".

In Jiangzhou Hall, all officials, including Jiangzhou Sima, were supervised and managed by him.

Ouyang Rong walked around the official office and found that today was not bad. There were seven or eight more people coming than yesterday.

In other words, there are seven or eight fewer people asking for leave due to illness than yesterday, which is gratifying.
To be continued...