Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 324 There Must Be a Private Transaction
Inside the county government office, in the room where the yamen runners lived.

As more and more families come to Beishan County, fewer and fewer people live here. The rooms that were originally crowded now only have a few people left.

"Mr. Song, how is it? Am I a good matchmaker?" As soon as he returned to the room, his grandson Xiao couldn't wait to ask.

Song Xiyu nodded, "It's okay, you are thoughtful."

Sun Zixiao took out a bag of money from his arms and stuffed it into Song Xiyu's hand. "This little money is a gift from me in advance. I don't dare to have any big ideas. I just want to follow you in the future."

Song Xiyu smiled and accepted the bag of money. "Okay, I remember it."

Through the door, Zuo Datou's face turned livid. Just by the tone of their voices, he knew there was something wrong with the two people inside, but the content of the conversation could not provide any substantial evidence.

He finally understood what the adults meant.

Thinking of the adults' past behavior, he did not immediately push the door open to question the two men, but turned around to find Meng Changqing.

In the study, after listening to Zuo Datou's retelling, Meng Changqing's doubts that had been in his mind were resolved.

"These two must have had a private deal. With Song Xiyu's current power, the only benefit he can promise to his grandson is related to the construction of the official road.

It would be too much trouble to tell them the truth and force them to explain the reasons.

Now, we only noticed that these two people have problems. Are there problems with other soldiers? No one dares to conclude. If we investigate him in a big way, other people with guilty consciences will definitely hide their hands and feet. "Meng Changqing said to Zuo Datou: "Investigate secretly and see why they are colluding with each other?"

Zuo Datou replied, "Yes."

Meng Changqing asked him again, "How do you plan to check?"

"Find someone I trust and ask around to see what they're doing lately and if there's anything unusual."

Meng Changqing said, "Not only the people around them, but also the people working under them should be asked."

"I see." "Thank you for your hard work. If we can get people like this out of the team sooner, we can feel more at ease."

"Song Xiyu is the one I chose. I am blind and don't dare to say that I worked hard."

Meng Changqing took two steps forward and patted his shoulder, "Go ahead."

After Song Xiyu left, Meng Changqing immediately opened the bookcase and took out the list of his personal soldiers. He found Song Xiyu and his grandson Xiao and saw that they were from different places of origin and had joined the army at different times.

She knew in her heart that no matter how big or small the mistake these two people made this time was, she would not keep them and would simply cross them out with a charcoal pencil.

After Zhang Yuan left, she reorganized the personal soldiers around her into shifts in order to facilitate management and education. However, it is difficult to change people's hearts, and no amount of teaching will work for people with bad natures.

In the dark night and in the wilderness, Zheng Xidong heard the voices of her parents coming from afar.

They were calling her name.

The more they shouted, the further Zheng Xidong walked away.

Not knowing how she got around or how long she had been walking, Zheng Xidong suddenly saw a fire ahead. Upon closer inspection, she found that she had actually walked near the official road. The fire was coming from the tent where the yamen runners were guarding the equipment and livestock.

Thinking of the yamen runners, Zheng Xidong couldn't help but think of those two people, so he immediately changed direction.

She was tired and hungry and wanted to stop, but she didn't know where to stop. She only knew that she couldn't stop here or there.

As they walked, they arrived at the county town. The county town was richer than Anxi Village, and some houses still kept their lights on at night. In order to avoid the night patrols of the yamen, she sneaked into a house that was not locked.

It was not until I entered and touched the neatly arranged tables and chairs that I realized I had entered a school.

She was also curious, why didn't the school door lock? But she didn't have the energy to think about it now. She groped her way to the seat where she sat before, and fell asleep there.