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Chapter 139 Own People

At night, Ou Zanghua returned to his temporary residence in the county town from the army.

When passing by a lotus pond, he looked up. Under the moonlight, the lotus pond was rippling with green waves. A silver plate hung in the sky, casting silver light. The lotus leaves were swaying gently, and lotus pods and lotus flowers were blooming.

"Uncle Zuo, stop for a moment."

Zuo Lengchan stopped the carriage and looked at his nephew with some confusion.

But Ou Zanghua flew out of the carriage, and a sword energy shot out from his fingertips, cutting down a blooming lotus.

Then he scooped up the lotus with one hand.

"Okay, let's go home!"

Zuo Lengchan was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but smile and shook his head, driving the carriage into the county town.

Ou Zanghua hid the lotus behind him and when he entered the living room he saw Liu Qing talking to Yi Lin.

When I heard the sound and turned around, I saw my husband walking towards me elegantly with one hand behind his back.

"Husband, wow!"

Liu Qing was filled with smiles, and looked at the lotus created by Ou Zanghua with bright eyes.

Ou Zanghua looked at Liu Qing's smile and couldn't help but say: "The wind keeps its promise, and the flowers don't miss it. It's like this year after year, and we never let each other down."

Liu Qing looked up at Ou Zanghua and asked softly, "What should I do? Husband, I can't think of a sentence to follow up this poem."

"It's okay, I'll help you."

Ou Zanghua held Liu Qing's hand and said with a smile: "The moon has no trace, but the shadows form a pair. Year after year, we will grow old together."

Yi Lin sat aside, lowering her head with a flushed face. She felt that she should not be in the living room, but at the end of the living room.

But the little girl was also envious. It turns out this is what it feels like to like someone!

Ou Zanghua noticed Yi Lin and asked curiously, "What are you talking about with Junior Sister Yi Lin?"

Liu Qing said gently, "My husband once told me that there is a singing style called 'holy chant' in Portugal. I am asking Junior Sister Yilin if there is anything similar in Buddhism."

"Really?" Ou Zanghua also became interested and asked with a smile: "What did you gain?"

Liu Qing stood beside Ou Zanghua and explained softly, "Junior sister Yilin said that there are four types of Buddhist vocal music, namely praise, verse, mantra, and verse. Junior sister knows all of them."

"But there is another kind called 'Fanbei', but neither of us knows it clearly. We plan to ask Master Dingxian tomorrow."

“Buddhist chanting.”

Ou Zanghua recalled for a while and said, "In the fourth year of Taihe, Prince Chen Si Cao Zhi visited Yushan Mountain and was moved by the divine power of Yushan Mountain. He then wrote "Ode to the Prince" and "Ode to Shan", which are what you call Sanskrit chants."

Yi Lin was stunned, and asked in surprise: "In the fourth year of Taihe, Senior Brother Ou said that the founder of Buddhist chanting was King Chen Si?"

"Zhongyuan should be him." Ou Zanghua thought for a moment and nodded.

"I didn't expect that Prince Chen Si has such a affinity with Buddhism."

Yi Lin clasped her hands together and said apologetically: "I thought that Prince Chen Si only cared about love, but I was wrong."

Ou Zanghua smiled. After all, compared to "Ode to the Prince", Cao Zhi's "Poem in Seven Steps" and "Goddess of the Luo River" were more famous.

"If you want to study it, you can take a look at the Songs of the Names of the Buddhas, Tathagatas, Bodhisattvas and Venerables. This was compiled by Emperor Taizong in the second year of the Yongle reign of the Qing Dynasty. It collected more than 400 Buddhist music tunes popular in the north and south since the Tang, Song and Yuan dynasties. It is currently the most comprehensive collection of Buddhist music."

The two women looked at each other and agreed with a smile.

At dawn the next day, when Ou Zanghua was discussing the distribution of land with everyone in the central army camp, a messenger entered the camp and handed him a letter from Nanchang Prefecture.

Ou Zanghua opened it and found out that the government's pension had finally been paid. He was delighted and told everyone the good news.

"Great!" Le Hou couldn't help but come out, kneeling on the ground and begging: "Master Ou, please allow me to send Junior Brother Sima home!"

"it is good."

Ou Zanghua thought for a while, and considering that the other party might not have read much, he did not show off his literary talent, but wrote frankly and honestly:
We have a warrior named Sima De, who is brave and fearless, and who disregards life and death. He helps the court to suppress rebellions and has made great military achievements.

What a pity! Things on the battlefield change rapidly, and Sima De unfortunately died for his country.

We are all deeply saddened by this tragic news. We hope that relatives and friends will be able to tolerate the loss and not grieve too much. We hope that some relief will be given to them as a consolation.

After finishing writing, Ou Zanghua took out the seal of the Deputy Censor of Jiangxi Province and pressed it on the place where his name would be left.

Then he blew the ink dry, folded it in half and put it in an envelope, then handed it to Le Hou and said, "Please pass it on to Uncle Sima's family."

"Yes, thank you, Master Ou!"

Le Hou watched what Ou Zanghua did, his heart was deeply moved, and he took the letter with both hands. This was not only a comfort, but also a recognition of Junior Brother Sima.

Let Junior Brother Sima transform from a swordsman in the martial arts world into a hero who contributes to the country. From now on, as long as there is incense in the ancestral hall in his hometown, he will always have a share.

Ou Zanghua couldn't help but sigh, and looked at Taoist Tianmen and Taoist Wang Chengwu beside him and said, "I will write another letter of commendation. I'd like to trouble you to copy it, stamp it with the official seal, and hand it over to the families of the fallen soldiers together with the pension. It will be a kind of comfort, right?"

"Yes."

The two Taoist priests agreed. Compared with surveying fields and improving cannon barrels, copying a commendation letter was like playing. They could just take it as a way to relax!

Ou Zanghua looked down at the papers on the table. Each page represented the future of a disabled soldier. He checked again, and after confirming that everything was correct, he also stamped it with the seal of the Jiangxi Deputy Censor. Next, Magistrate Yao Yuan would need to stamp it with his official seal, and then save it in file, and the task would be completed.

However, the previous Yaoyuan County Magistrate had been fired by Wang Cheng for not doing his job, so the key now lies in the next Yaoyuan County Magistrate.

Ou Zanghua thought about it, and for the first time used his identity as the Deputy Censor of Jiangxi to recommend a useful person to the Left Censor-in-Chief Chen Jin.

The person he recommended was none other than his former senior fellow student at Shigu Academy, Yu Shouguan. This person took part in the imperial examination in the same year as Ou Zanghua, but he only passed the final palace examination and was currently waiting for a job assignment in the Ministry of Personnel.

Yu Shouguan is over 30 years old, but he has a steady temperament. Most importantly, he is more Buddhist and listens to advice.

Such a person is undoubtedly the most suitable person to manage Yaoyuan County, which is full of traces of Ou Zanghua.

At this moment, Chen Jinzheng and the Southern Gan Governor Zhou Nan were besieging the Da Mao Mountain bandits Zhang Shiwang, He Jiqin, Huang Yong, Liu Long, Li Sizai and others.

When Chen Jin divided his troops and asked Ou Zanghua to pacify the Yaoyuan bandit Wang Chenger, he thought that Ou Zanghua only needed to hold off Wang Chenger and his men, and after they wiped out the Da Mao Mountain bandits, they could join forces and wipe out Wang Chenger.

After all, Wang Chenger was the one who made him lose face, and he would not let him go.

The reason why Wang Chenger was not killed first was simply because the Da Mao Mountain bandit Zhang Shiwang and his gang were even more stupid.

They actually became kings.
When Chen Jin received the recommendation letter from Ou Zanghua in the Central Army Camp, he was stunned for a moment, especially the sentence "Yao Yuan bandits have been pacified", how understated was it? !
Zhou Nan, who was standing by, saw that Chen Jin looked uncertain and asked in confusion, "Master Xiantai, what happened?"

"Ou Zanghua, the deputy envoy of Jiangxi Province, has pacified the Yaoyuan bandits." Chen Jin came back to his senses and said calmly.

"Oh"

Zhou Nan understood. No wonder Chen Jin felt so mixed emotions.

Chen Jin continued, "Deputy Envoy Ou recommended Yu Shouguan, who was a fellow Jinshi in the sixth year of Zhengde, as the magistrate of Yaoyuan County."

Zhou Nan had a nonchalant look on his face. He was framed by Liu Jin in the third year of Zhengde, thrown into the imperial prison and then demoted to a commoner. He did not rise again until Liu Jin's downfall. He had been away from the capital for too long and had no idea about these new scholars.

After thinking for a while, Chen Jin decided to agree. He personally wrote a memorial to request credit for Ou Zanghua, and then arranged for it to be sent to the capital by express delivery of 300 miles.

(End of this chapter)