Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Wei Fangyun patted Meng Changqing on the shoulder and said, "If he doesn't remember you, you can still stay in your official position until you grow old. If he sees you, no matter how glorious and glorious you are, it will not last long.

In the eyes of the higher being, we are nothing more than vassals of his power, flags in his hands, how can we be considered human beings? "

After saying this, Meng Changqing felt helpless and sad.

The world is like a huge steamer, a steamer with 'rules'.

From top to bottom, the levels are clear. Although there are gaps, they are difficult to cross. Those in the upper level can dominate the lower level. She is in the middle of the steamer. Although she didn't say it out loud, she envied the rights of the upper level in her heart, and was glad that she didn't live at the bottom.

But if you look from a broader perspective, even the top layer is still in a steamer, isn’t it?

Who locked them in the steamer? And who set the fire under the steamer?
"You are young. You may not fully understand what I am telling you now, but you will one day understand." Wei Fangyun's gaze remained outside the door for a long time. Just when Meng Changqing wanted to say something, he spoke again: "I have asked the two people you sent back to the camp to return to their hometowns."

Meng Changqing stood up and saluted, "Changqing should have explained this matter to you in person. I am negligent in my actions. Please forgive me, sir."

Wei Fangyun asked her to sit down. "I know you were busy at that time and couldn't spare the time. I won't bother about such a small matter. With your temper, it's already a great honor to leave them a breath.

But you are now short of two people, do you have enough manpower?"

"Barely enough."

"Then I'll pick a suitable person for you in the spring." Wei Fangyun said, "Remember this. If I forget, please remind me."

"Yes, thank you uncle for your concern for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a yamen runner outside came to report, "Sir, the tailor is here."

"Tell him to come in."

Soon a middle-aged man came in, carrying a box on his back. As soon as he stepped into the room, he knelt down and saluted, saying, "I greet you, gentlemen."

"Get up." Wei Fangyun pointed at Meng Changqing, "Go over there."

The tailor got up from the ground and stood with a hunched back. When she was measuring Meng Changqing's body, she did not dare to look up and meet her eyes. Meng Changqing, on the other hand, looked at her openly.

The tailor was originally not as tall as Meng Changqing, and he was bending over with his head lowered, so when Meng Changqing looked at him, he had to look down.

Seeing the other party move cautiously and look nervous, just because he is afraid of her, this feeling is too easy to make people dizzy.

But Meng Changqing is different from others after all. The basic color of her soul is influenced by another world, which means she is destined not to be happy and complacent just because others look up to her and are afraid of her.

The reason why this person acted like this was not because of her, Meng Changqing, but because of the position she was standing in and the clothes she was wearing. In the future, she, Meng Changqing, would also kneel down and look up at others like this, regardless of their character, just because their status was higher than hers.

Thinking about what he had just thought and looking at the actions of the tailor in front of him, Meng Changqing sighed in his heart.

After the measurements were completed, he knelt down again and said, "Your Excellency, I have taken the measurements and will deliver the clothes to you in two days."

After the tailor left, Meng Changqing also said goodbye.

After leaving the study, he took Bafang to find Sun Xiang.

Sun Xiang knew that Meng Changqing had come to repay the money, and he smiled and said, "It can be seen that Beishan County has a good harvest this year. Many people will regret it."

Meng Changqing smiled, "Thanks to the care of the adults in the state government."

After the bailiff weighed the money and confirmed that the amount was correct, Meng Changqing signed the account. She should have said goodbye, but Sun Xiang stopped her.

"Lord Meng." Sun Xiang asked the other yamen runners to leave, and then spoke, "I'd like to hear some gossip, Lord Meng?"

"Since it's just gossip, I'm afraid it may not be accurate." Meng Changqing didn't want to listen.

"Lord Meng should understand my character. If you don't allow me to do so, I won't say it out loud."

Meng Changqing asked with a smile: "What does Lord Sun want to tell me?"

"The two people you drove away earlier died not long after they left Liangzhou." Sun Xiang asked, "Can the governor tell you about this?"

"You are talking about gossip. How did the governor know about it?"

Sun Xiang was stunned for a moment, laughed awkwardly twice and then said: "It is precisely because it came from my mouth that it is gossip.

Even if those two people died from injuries, they shouldn't have died so early. Their deaths were suspicious, but no one has investigated thoroughly. I'm afraid this will affect your reputation as an official."

Meng Changqing lowered his eyes, remembering the incident in his heart, but he acted as if he didn't care. "I punished them because they made the mistake first. Even if the Ministry of Personnel holds me accountable, I'm not afraid."

"Yes, those who know about this matter will naturally know that you are not wrong, but those who don't know you will inevitably spread rumors. It is better to find out the truth. Even if it is not for reputation, it is not good to leave hidden dangers around."

"Thank you for the reminder, Lord Sun. After all, they have been with me for a while. I can't let them die in obscurity. I will send someone to investigate." (End of this chapter)