Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

"Let's just do our jobs." Wan Jin said, "Don't meddle in other people's affairs."

She said this, but Meizi didn't think so.

Most of us have been here once before, but those seven people are special, so we naturally need to pay more attention to them.

On the city wall, the responsible guard reported to Meng Changqing, "All the personnel have been arranged. They started working yesterday afternoon. They all adapted well. They have all worked here before. In some cases, the entire team has not changed and they are very cooperative." tacit agreement."

"Can all the prescribed tasks be completed?"

"Absolutely. There is a certain group where no one has ever been a mason. After last night, the amount of tasks given to them has been adjusted."

Meng Changqing nodded, "Go ahead and see for yourself."

"Yes."

Meng Changqing looked at every part of the city wall to see if there were any omissions or if anyone was lazy.

As he looked around, he saw the seven people carrying the stones.

Compared with others, their movements seemed extremely strenuous. "These people are used to living a good life in the mountains. I'm afraid they won't be able to do such rough work."

"No one is born to be able to do it, and no one is born to be unable to do it." Meng Changqing saw that there was nothing wrong everywhere, and was ready to go home.

Lest anyone feel uncomfortable when I am here.

After getting off the city wall, someone led their horses forward. Xi Bei noticed that the person leading their horses this time was not the person who often followed Yu Tai before.

Based on what Meng Changqing said before, Xi Bei probably guessed what happened. When he returned to the county government office, while the imperial guards were going to the horse pen, he said to Meng Changqing: "It has been hundreds of years since the founding of Daliang, and the generals have been suppressed for hundreds of years. There have been many generations of emperors in this dynasty, but only in recent years, the generals have been suppressed." Life will be easier."

Meng Changqing stood there, waiting for Xi Bei to finish speaking.

"When I talk about it, I feel that the generals are aggrieved. As long as you are a reasonable person, you can't help but feel aggrieved by the generals." At this point, Xi Bei changed the subject, "But not all of these aggrieved people are Good people."

Meng Changqing was slightly surprised, "I know what you mean, but you don't know what's going on, so why do you think I'm right?"

"You are my apprentice, and I know your character best." Xi Bei said, "What's more, I know these people even if you don't tell them. Otherwise, how do you think I left the military camp?"

"You never mention these things easily. I just think you don't bother to cling to the powerful."

"Hey, in the final analysis, they are just clinging to the powerful." Xi Bei shook his head and sighed, "Otherwise, why do you think they are greedy for money? There are only a few who only enjoy it for themselves, and most of it is handed over to the superiors. Otherwise, why would they also join the army for ten years? Over the years, some people have been constantly rising, while others have remained ordinary soldiers?"

Meng Changqing: "The thousand-year dynasty has always been like this."

"I can't stand this." Xi Bei leaned against the stone wall, "Your father is not such a person, so I love to follow him. It's a pity that good people don't live long. When he left, the Meng family army also followed. I can't tolerate it." I can’t tolerate others, and others can’t tolerate me, so I might as well come out.

I originally wanted to go to the capital to have a look at Bafanglaicai before going home, but my wife happened to ask me to be your master. "

"That's it." Meng Changqing said, "I really admire people like Master."

"What good is a person like me?" Xi Bei said sadly: "It's hard to support myself, let alone the ability to support my family."

"You are a rare good person."