Can gold be dug out of a ground that is no longer a guest house?

"However, today I heard from the abbot of the temple that these guest houses are actually going to be sold to a large chamber of commerce in the city. They seem to be collecting the houses at a high price. The temple is very excited about this windfall and is convening the monks to discuss it. Anyway, even if it is not sold now

, the rent will have to be doubled in the end. These bald donkeys are still complaining, saying that there is no surplus food in the temple. Let us scholars understand..."

Yuan Huaimin sighed: "Well, I must have no money, and the other brothers seem to have no money either, but they are so angry that they all go to make trouble.

"It's a pity. This is already the cheapest and most affordable rental house in Xingzifang. I have to clean up in the past two days and think about where to live. I have to find a comfortable place to live again. It's a pity that I just got used to it. I still have to keep it in the east corner of the yard.

I have planted a small piece of vegetable land. I guess I can’t wait until spring to harvest the vegetables and drink with Brother Lianghan...

"Well, to be honest, if I was young and energetic, I would have protested, but now... let's just work on food... Forget it, let's not talk about these sad things, eating is important." Yuan Huaimin said with a calm expression.

Being content and always happy, the main thing is to live in the present.

Ouyang Rong listened without saying a word, silently looking at his friend who was drinking wine with Dongpo meat and immersed in eating... After the meal, the two chatted for a while, Ouyang Rong did not stay any longer, and left the yard with an empty food box.

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He walked all the way in Chengtian Temple, passing by many guesthouses similar to Yuan Huaimin's residence. He saw many dejected scholars, who were packing their luggage in the courtyard as if resigned to their fate. Among them, there were many others.

A rather familiar bachelor from Jiangzhou Prefecture.

After all, studying nowadays is very expensive, but studying together is the only serious way out for poor families besides joining the army. Many scholars from poor families live in cheap temple guesthouses like Yuan Huaimin...

Of course, Yuan Huaimin was just lazy. He was late every day and wasted his time, so he was deducted almost zero salary from working in Jiangzhou Hall.

Seeing acquaintances, Ouyang Rong became more and more silent. He remembered that these scholars had followed Yue Ziang to protest and make trouble, but now they were worried about the rent. They were severely beaten by life and no longer paid back their previous efforts...

Ouyang Rong's pace became faster and faster.

He wore a felt hat when he went out this afternoon.

But at this moment, I was walking in a hurry, subconsciously choosing the shadows under the buildings at dusk to walk in places with few people.

Although no one saw him, Ouyang Rong always felt that millions of eyes were staring at him intently.

Just like when he was at the Temple of the Holy Master, Ouyang Rong faced the grief-stricken scholars in the audience and the people of Xunyang who looked trusting and expectant. When he made a promise with righteous words, thousands of pairs of eyes looked down at him.

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He has nowhere to escape.

Originally, Ouyang Rong was planning to go to the low-rent housing area on the outskirts of the city to visit Huang Feihong, but at this moment he was completely out of mood... Half an hour later, he returned to the Huaiye Lane mansion with a distracted look, and saw the doorway from a distance.

Wandering and waiting, dressed in red.

"Elder brother, there is news from Luoyang. Uncle Li asks you to come over quickly."

Xie Lingjiang hurriedly stepped forward, his pretty face looking very serious.

"Let's go."

The two of them went out immediately.

Half an hour later, they came to a study in Xunyang Prince's Mansion again.

Everyone is there.

As soon as he sat down, Li Xian excitedly waved a stack of secret messages in his hand:

"Tan Lang, the messenger from Luoyang is still on the way and will probably arrive at Xunyang Ferry the morning after tomorrow...Prince Xiang, Changle and others sent people over in advance to inform this king so that we can prepare well."

"Uncle Li, what do you say there?" Xie Lingjiang asked.

"Master, Lord Shen and others argued with reason, and King Xiang, Changle and others helped. Finally, Wei and Lin Cheng were not allowed to succeed in their treacherous plan. At the imperial meeting, the final result of the discussion was that the Xunyang City side was basically unchanged.

, there is no official transfer, but His Majesty does not like the extension, so he plans to let the Xunyang Grottoes be put aside for the time being. He has appointed Lin Cheng as an adjutant and asked him to assist Tan Lang and prepare for the new statue of Xingzifang. It seems that His Majesty

I still have peace of mind about Tanlang, I think Tanlang can manage things well."

After a pause, Li Xian nodded with some relief:

"So Tan Lang, as well as me, the envoy of Jiangnan Road, are still in charge of the Xingzifang statue this time! The Wei family cannot interfere, so there is no need to worry, the situation in the city is still under our control."

As soon as these words came out, some people in the study let out a sigh of relief, while others frowned slightly.

"That's good, that's good, it's just a false alarm." Wei Mei patted her chest and said to calm the atmosphere.

Li Guo'er said nothing and immediately turned around to observe the expression of Ouyang Rong who was bowing his head to drink tea.

"Eldest brother?"

Xie Lingjiang was also paying attention to Ouyang Rong. Before Bao'er could speak, she called out with a worried look on her pretty face:

"Why don't you speak?"

"oh."

Ouyang Rong put down the teacup, stared at the steaming teacup in front of him, and asked:

"Is the news...accurate?"

Li Xian nodded vigorously and patted his chest to assure:

"Of course it is accurate. There is a letter from Mr.

Ouyang Rong took a deep breath, as if the sip of tea he had just swallowed was a bit hot to his stomach.
Chapter completed!