Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 340 I want to go home

"Yeah, why didn't the people guarding him search him? Why did he have a knife on him?" Chen Xingqi looked ahead with a dull look in his eyes, "Someone wants me dead."

"Who?" Meng Changqing asked, "Hasn't there been a thorough investigation?"

Chen Xingqi shook his head.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know." Chen Xingqi said, "The military originally said that they would conduct a thorough investigation, but then there was no movement. I also received a letter from my father asking me not to pursue the matter further."

Meng Changqing frowned. It was obvious that this involved something dirty that could not be exposed to the public. This was her least favorite way of dealing with things.

Will it get better if I cover up the abscess?

But this matter has nothing to do with her.

In other words, although she is so clear-headed now, she won't know what her attitude will be when the situation happens to her.

"I want to go home," Chen Xingqi said. "I miss my mother. I wonder if she is doing well at home."

No one spoke in the room. After a long while, Meng Changqing finally spoke, "Go home if you miss home." After that, Meng Changqing stood up and said goodbye, "It's getting late, you should go to bed early. What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare it."

Chen Xingqi smiled and said, "Bake two sweet potatoes."

"Okay, we have some sweet potatoes that just came up this year. I'll ask someone to prepare them."

Meng Changqing went back to the back office and specifically looked for Xiao Dai to arrange breakfast for the next morning, but Chen Xingqi was unable to have this breakfast.

The next morning, as soon as Meng Changqing walked out of the room, he heard Lai Cai say that Young Master Chen had taken his men away before dawn.

Meng Changqing stood at the door for a long time holding a knife, and finally sighed.

"Master." Lai Cai stepped forward and said, "No one went to the study last night. Master Chen was in the guest room the whole time, and his people were only guarding him." "I know, you can go back and sleep for a while."

After Chen Xingqi left this time, Meng Changqing always felt uneasy and couldn't help thinking that someone like him would grow up one day.

Even Liang Jiujiu, who had never spoken to him at home, could see that he was not normal. After learning that Chen Xingqi had left before dawn, Liang Jiujiu asked, "Do you want to send him some sweet potatoes and corn? He wants to eat them, but he hasn't had any yet."

Meng Changqing said: "It's not necessary. If you don't have food here, you can have it somewhere else."

Mrs. Wen heard the hidden meaning in her words, called her into the room, and asked Chen Xingqi what happened.

Last night, when Meng Changqing came back from Chen Xingqi's room, it was already late at night and Wen had already gone to bed, so she didn't have time to ask about Chen Xingqi's affairs.

"Young Master Chen looks very different now," said Wen. "If he hadn't encountered any trouble, he wouldn't have changed so much."

"Someone wants to kill him." Meng Changqing told Wen what he heard last night and analyzed: "Since this matter has been suppressed, it must be related to the royal family. It can only be that the third prince seized power."

Wen said, "Without evidence, we should not draw any conclusions." Then she asked Meng Changqing, "What does it mean to seize power? It means to seize the rights that belong to others. If it is just a fight between the Third Prince and the Crown Prince, it cannot be considered a seizure of power."

Wen said: "You have grown up and have your own judgment and opinions on many things. I will not ask about them one by one, but you should think clearly, don't over-speculate, and don't trust others easily."

Meng Changqing was embarrassed. Her mother could tell at a glance that she was holding back on what she said.

She definitely didn't think her mother was troublesome, she just had some thoughts that she felt didn't need to be spoken out.

The weather was getting colder day by day, and the autumn harvest was coming to an end. A queue of people handing in grain formed outside the government office again. Meng Changqing sat in front of the warehouse, taking turns with Zhou Xing and Zuo Datou to collect grain.

At this time, the silk cocoons had also been sold. After Qi Renli made this deal, his confidence soared and he quickly began to arrange the next steps.

The first step is to select the family that will raise spring silkworms tomorrow, and then send people to search for masters who can reel silk and weave cloth.