Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Xi Bei smiled and said: "I dare not admit this. No one has done a few stupid things in a person's life for decades."

This is true. How many flawless good people are there?

"Don't be like them." Xi Bei said, "Don't be like me either. Learn from your father and find other ways to suppress them."

Meng Changqing nodded.

On the morning of October 16th, Meng Changqing got up at around 9:00 as usual. It was originally dark outside at this time, but today through the window paper, it felt very bright outside.

She thought she had slept for an hour, and when she heard voices outside, she immediately got out of bed, got dressed and walked outside, "Mancang, why didn't you call me today?"

She opened the door, and Bafang and the others who were holding long poles outside looked at her at the same time.

"Master, it's just past nine o'clock, you didn't get up late." As Bafang spoke, the snow on the roof fell to the ground, "It's snowing, look bright."

Meng Changqing looked at the snow all over the yard, closed the door, put on another piece of clothing before coming out.

My feet touched the snow and it was already up to the top of my feet. Whenever I talked or breathed, the breath on my lips was very conspicuous.

All members of the Meng family were led by Xiaodai to inspect the roof of the back office, "Bafang! What are you doing with the snow on the roof?"

"I'm afraid the roofs of these two thatched bunks will be damaged by snow."

"It's not broken." Xiaodai said as he walked over, "Go to the stable to see if it's true. Don't mess around here."

Bafang was unconvinced and whispered, "Why did I mess around?"

"Master." Xiaodai walked up to Meng Changqing, "It's snowing heavily, are you still practicing today?"

"Practice, it's snowing but not raining." Meng Changqing said, "Your body will only warm up after practicing."

"Bafang." Xiaodai turned around and shouted: "Don't go to the stable yet. Clear a space for the young master in the yard."

"I'll make an argument every now and then, but it's useless. If you don't talk well, you can't do things well." He muttered and went to the corner to get a broom.

"Has anyone ever visited Qianya?" Meng Changqing asked.

"I just came from the front office. Captain Zhang just took his people out to patrol, and Colonel Yang led his people to patrol the front office. Nothing happened, don't worry."     Snowflakes were falling from the sky like goose feathers, and the cold was overwhelming. Snow is something that makes you feel cold whenever you see it.

Meng Changqing endured the cold and looked up, "What does this snow look like?"

Bafang, who was sweeping the floor, looked up for a while and said, "It's like the ashes floating up after burning paper money."

As soon as he said this, a piece of snow was thrown on him. "Can you speak?" Xiao Dai scolded: "Do your job."

"Master, the snow fell late this year, and the winter is not too cold. It is probably a warm winter, which is a good sign. Next year will definitely be a good year."

"I hope so." Meng Changqing practiced his sword for a while in the newly cleared open space. He originally thought that his body would be warmer while practicing, but the more he practiced, the colder he became. He always felt that his hands and feet were cold, and the warmth could not be transmitted no matter what.

Simply put on your cloak and go to the front office study to warm yourself by the fire.

She sat next to the fire pot, finally waiting for her hands and feet to warm up, and wanted to deal with business matters, but she felt very tired after writing only a few lines.

I thought I had caught a cold after waking up early, so I asked Bafang to make ginger tea.

Just when Jiang Cha arrived, she felt a dull pain in her abdomen again.

"Master, you look too bad." Bafang asked worriedly: "Will drinking ginger tea help? Why don't you prescribe some side medicine for yourself first, and I'll take it."

"No, it shouldn't be a cold." Meng Changqing probably knew what happened to him.

Upon hearing this, Bafang became even more worried, "What happened?"

"I didn't sleep well last night." Meng Changqing drank the ginger tea in one breath, stood up and glanced down at the stool, "Clear the table, I'll go back and catch up on some sleep."

"Hey, it's okay with Colonel Yang watching outside. You can rest assured and have a good sleep."

Meng Changqing quickly returned to the county government office. On the way, the royal guard king greeted her, but she just pretended not to see him. She didn't feel relieved until she returned to the room, took off her clothes and made sure there was nothing on them.

Happy New Year, dear friends, good health and all the best in 2024