Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 244 Only tangible benefits are useful
After sending the poor man out of the house, Zheng Hongyu hurried back to the inner room, where her father had already sat down by the kang.

She had no intention of experiencing the novelty of the kang like others, so she quickly unwrapped the package and spread the thin quilt inside on the kang, "Dad, lie down quickly."

She originally planned to fight for a way out with the villagers, but she didn't expect that the road would be so difficult and her father's health would be so bad.

But we finally got there.

Zheng Hongyu looked at the place temporarily lent to them to live.

Apart from what they brought, there was only a pot of hot water, three bundles of firewood, and an oil lamp placed beside the kang.

Looking at the oil inside, she thought that the oil should be like firewood, and she had to find a way to use it up.

Thinking of this, she simply took the oil lamp and planned to put it out.

But just as he was about to take action, someone came in at the door. It was the same yamen servant just now. He was holding an oil paper bag in his hand, which should be their dinner, but Zheng Hongyu didn't understand why there was someone following him.

"Zheng Hongyu." The yamen servant called her after entering the door and handed her the oil paper bag in his hand. "This is the dinner provided by the yamen for you. This is just one meal, and there will be no more in the future."

Zheng Hongyu nodded, "Thank you very much."

"We are doing things according to the rules of the county government. If you want to thank Mr. Meng, please thank Mr. Meng." After the official said, he asked the people behind him to come forward, "Isn't your father in poor health? This is a doctor, let him take a look. "

Zheng Hongyu didn't expect that the government office could hire a doctor for her father. She was sincerely grateful and immediately brought the doctor inside.

The yamen servant just now didn't leave either, he just stood by the stove and kang waiting.

The doctor asked Zheng Hongyu to put the oil lamp on the kang, carefully looked at her father's face, and then began to feel his pulse.

"His health was weak in his early years and he was injured, right?" the doctor asked.

"Yes, half a year ago, I was beaten and vomited blood. Since then, I have been in poor health."

The doctor nodded, "A body like this will naturally not be able to hold up if it is exposed to cold and fatigue."

Zheng Hongyu's heart was lifted, and she held her breath to listen to the doctor's next words.

"But it's not a fatal problem. If you take some medicine and take good care of yourself, you can still live for a few years."

Only then did Zheng Hongyu dare to breathe, but then a new question came to her, "Doctor, can I give you the money to buy the medicine on credit? I will definitely pay it back to you in the future."

The doctor ignored her and asked the officer outside what he meant.

The yamen servant said: "You write out the prescription first."

The doctor squatted by the kang and wrote a prescription. He did not give the prescription to Zheng Hongyu, but gave it to the government servant.

The yamen servant didn't even read what was written on the paper, just took it and left.

"Doctor..." Zheng Hongyu wanted to say something, but the doctor said, "I have other things to do." Then he followed.

Zheng Hongyu really didn't understand, so she reacted and wanted to take the prescription back, but as soon as she went out, the government servant and doctor were gone.

She stood at the door, feeling confused, when the government servant came back again.

He came running back with something in both hands.

On one side were several paper packages that looked like medicine, and on the other side were casseroles tied with hemp rope.

When they stood in front of Zheng Hongyu, she still didn't understand anything, so she knelt down and said, "I can't repay you for your kindness."

"Get up quickly." The yamen servant gasped and put the things in his hands into her room. "I have other things to do, so I'll leave first."

Before Zheng Hongyu had time to thank him, the man ran away from her eyes. The government officials in Beishan County were really different from those in Yangmen County. She thought that no matter what the man's purpose was, she had indeed benefited from him.

She boiled the medicine before going to see the dinner delivered by the poor man on the stove.

Opening the parchment paper, there were actually two white-flour steamed buns and two pieces of millet cake inside.

Just by holding them in her hands, she could tell they were soft, and she could even smell the sweet smell coming from the rice cakes on the tip of her nose. This was a delicacy she had never tasted before.

She heated these things in a pot and fed his father half a piece of steamed bun. Seeing that he couldn't eat any more, she ate the remaining half piece herself.

She guarded the medicine that had not yet been brewed and thought about her future plans.

At the same time, Meng Changqing took the money bag to the Beiqiang Market. When the gatekeeper saw her, he immediately stood up straight and saluted.

Compared to before, their salutes were much more standardized.

"Go on and do your business."

Following the rising steam, Meng Changqing came to Shuerhua's stall.

She was busy putting the rice cakes in the steamer into the cloth bag when she saw Meng Changqing coming over and greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Meng, this is the last pot. Is there enough over there?"

"That's enough." Meng Changqing put down the money bag and helped her open the bag.

"Thank you for working so late."

The smile on Shu Erhua's face overcame her fatigue, "I don't know how to thank you for letting me do such a big deal."

She did not put the last piece of millet cake in the steamer, but wrapped it in oil paper and handed it to Meng Changqing. "I don't know if you have had dinner. This is what I made extra."

Meng Changqing was not polite, took it, blew on it and ate it, "This is the remaining money." She pushed the money bag in front of Shu Erhua, "Check it carefully."

Shu Erhua accepted it with a smile on her face, "Okay."

"It's getting late, go to bed early." After Meng Changqing finished eating, he picked up the bag of millet cake and left.

She came to the open space on the east side of the Yamen. Here were the busy Yamen servants. They were constantly collecting things from here and giving them to those in need.

When Xi Bei saw Meng Changqing coming, she immediately stepped forward to take her bag and distributed the rice cakes to the government officials who had been waiting for a long time.

Bafang kept records on the side, and ticked each one after receiving one.

In order to accommodate these more than 300 people, everyone in the yamen came to help except those who were required to be on duty.

Even Wen Shi and Liang Jiujiu were responsible for distributing things outside.

Another incense-burning time passed, and the busyness here was completely over. More than 300 people were settled down, and they were able to rest a little.

"Sir." Yang Zheng walked through the crowd to find her and apologized: "I should have sent a group of people back early, but I didn't expect to be too busy to care about anything. I was derelict in my duty."

Meng Changqing looked at the tired look on his face and said: "Taking in these more than 300 people is different from picking up Luojia Village. At first, they resettled themselves, the weather was warmer than now, and the whole village was moved, and they were surrounded by familiar people. People, we don’t need to worry too much.

But this time is different. This is the first time we are picking up so many people. It is normal to have some omissions. It will be great if things can be done.

It's too late, don't waste time on unnecessary things, take the brothers to rest early. "

"Sir." Yang Zheng had something to say, but what Meng Changqing said just now blocked what he planned to say. Forget it, he is Meng Changqing's personal soldier, and there will be many opportunities in the future. "Sir, please rest early."

This night, Meng Changqing had no chance to rest early, and she had to increase the number of people patrolling at night.