Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

"Nothing has changed. I'm just reminding you to be careful when hiring people."

Zuo Datou may seem rough, but he is actually very sharp-minded. "Why do you say that, sir? But is there something wrong with the yamen runners?"

Meng Changqing was very suspicious, but she couldn't just gossip in front of others based on a few expressions. "There's nothing wrong."

"You wouldn't ask this question suddenly." Zuo Datou thought to himself, "Did my subordinates do something wrong?"

"No." Meng Changqing looked up at him and smiled, "I'm always confident in what you do."

After coming out from Meng Changqing's place, Zuo Datou was confused. He insisted that the adults would not suddenly make trouble for no reason. There must be something wrong with the people or the things. But why didn't the adults say it clearly?
Let’s talk about the little grandson.

The two people following him could also hear that he was feeling guilty, "Xiao Sun, what's wrong with you? The adults asked you a few questions, why are you so scared?"

"Go! How could I be afraid?" the grandson said stubbornly.

The two people next to him laughed, but did not point it out.

The three continued to walk outside. Their mission was to go to various places to announce the government's recruitment for road construction. Whenever they arrived at a crowded place, they had to ring a gong and announce it once.

Before he had walked far, a child rushed over and hugged the yamen runner behind his grandson, "Dad!"

Zou Yan touched the back of his son's head and asked, "You went to school, why are you here?"

"School is over and everyone has left." Zou Wenqing was afraid that he would not believe it, so he pointed to a few children not far away and asked him to look.

"School is over so soon?" Zou Yan asked curiously, "Isn't the teacher going to give lectures?"

"The teacher didn't give lectures in the morning." Zou Wenqing pulled his father aside to explain what happened in class. "I heard that the formal classes will start in the afternoon."

He looked up and talked excitedly to his father, unaware that his father's companions were already getting impatient.

"Tsk." The grandson frowned, "We still have to do business. Can't we just say these words?" Zou Yan patted his son, "Dad has something else to do. Go find other kids to play with."

"Dad, the kids here are so stupid. I can't play with them."

"Where is Captain Yang's young man?" Zou Yan squatted down and whispered, "Didn't I tell you to sit with him?"

"The tables in the front row of the school can only accommodate two people. He wants to sit with his sister. How can I sit with him?"

"You sit next to him." Zou Yan heard two more clicks of the tongue and spoke faster, "If you play well with him, you'll be doing your dad a big favor. Don't forget it!"

It's really a coincidence.

Zou Wenqing watched his father walk away, then turned around and saw Yang Mingxian and her sister coming over, each holding a wooden stick in their hands.

Seeing this, Zou Wenqing immediately ran over and said, "Mingxian, come to my house and play?"

Yang Mingyue frowned and looked at him, "We have to have lunch soon, why are you still playing? Don't you have to go back to eat?"

Zou Wenqing pushed her nonchalantly and said, "Why do you, a woman, interfere in our men's affairs?"

This push made both the sister and the brother unhappy.

Yang Mingxian scolded him, "Why did you push my sister?"

Zou Wenqing was very surprised that the man in front of him would lose his temper with his classmate because of a woman, but thinking of his father's words, he immediately apologized, "I didn't notice, don't be angry, come home with me, I'll ask my mother to make snacks for you."

"No need!" Yang Mingxian pushed him away with his chest, pulled his elder sister and left.

(End of this chapter)