Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 35 Five Thousand Laborers
"Captain!" As soon as Zhang Yuan walked near the kitchen, his men asked: "You went to see the county magistrate? What did he say?"

"Shut up and do your thing." Zhang Yuan immediately cursed fiercely: "Do you think Lord Meng doesn't know what you are thinking? Do you still want to bully him like you bully the recruits? Are you trying to make him feel wronged by making small talk?

He is an officer, and if you really piss him off, believe it or not, he will send you back to the military camp directly. "

Someone chuckled and said, "If I could go back, I'd rather do it."

"Then you go back." Zhang Yuan's voice became colder, "Let's see what future you have in this life, and what future your nephew has."

The man immediately put away the casual expression on his face, and the people surrounding Zhang Yuan suddenly dispersed, doing what they should do.

At four o'clock in the morning, when Meng Changqing inspected the camp, he saw a crowd moving in the distance.

The servant is here.

Li Ting took the government officials from each county and sent 750 people.

"Sir, this is the roster of servants in each county." Li Ting handed seven rosters of different thicknesses to Meng Changqing.

"Thank you, everyone. Let's go to the house and rest for a while."

Lai Cai took all the government servants to the kitchen to rest.

Meng Changqing rolled up the roster, turned his head and said to Bafang: "Go and ask Captain Yang, have the holes for the guards been dug?"

While waiting for Yang Zheng, Meng Changqing looked around the group of people.

There are no women among the slave laborers, and most of them are very thin.

Soon, Yang Zheng came over with many guards, "Sir, people from all directions said that more than 700 slave laborers have arrived. I ordered 350 guards to come over."

Meng Changqing nodded and handed the roster in his hand to Yang Zheng, "Take someone to check the roster first."

Bafang brought a stool to Meng Changqing. Meng Changqing sat in the lee of the wind and watched Yang Zheng leading people to do things.

Seeing that the guards who checked the roster with Yang Zheng were all people who were organized and could suppress the servants, I knew that Yang Zheng must have known these guards.

"Master, with so many people, the tools I got back may not be enough, right?"

"Of course it's not enough." Meng Changqing stood up, "I'm going to write a letter."

"Hey, Master." Bafang picked up the bench and followed behind, "Who are you writing to?"

"Your uncle."

Before Meng Changqing finished writing the letter, Yang Zheng found her with the roster and said, "Reply to your lord, make sure it is correct. I asked the guards to take them away in groups of three. I have already spoken to Capt. Li." "

"Well done. Take the remaining guards and build the kitchen first. So many people can't live without food."

"Yes."

After Yang Zheng left, Meng Changqing quickened his hand speed and quickly finished the letter, dried the ink and stuffed it into the envelope.

"You ride on my horse and deliver this letter to the military camp and hand it over to Mr. Wei." Meng Changqing said, "Just deliver it and come back after putting it in his hands. The excuse is that things in Beishan County are complicated and you have to Come back and help.”

"Yes." Bafang took the letter and ran away.

Meng Changqing chased him two steps away and shouted: "Bafang, remember to call me uncle in person, Mr. Wei Taishengfen."

Bafang waved and ran away.

Yang Zheng led the soldiers from Hongjia County to find Zhang Yuan.

"Brother Zhang, my lord, these people will follow you and build the seven kitchens first." "My lord has already marked the location of the kitchens on the ground. Brother Yang, just let them watch the construction."

Yang Zheng grabbed Zhang Yuan who was about to leave, and said to the people behind him, "You get the tools to dig the foundation first. I have something to say to Captain Zhang."

Zhang Yuan let Yang Zheng pull him into the kitchen, "What do you want to say?"

"Brother Zhang seems to be dissatisfied. Is it because you rely more on me?"

"How dare I have any dissatisfaction, but so does Brother Yang, so why ask knowingly.

To be honest, I have already told the adults about this. The adults first blamed me for not being strict in my management, and second, they said that we should not care about the immediate gains and losses. Zhang Yuan sighed, "It's not that you don't know, there is a fundamental difference between the people you lead and the people I lead." "

Yang Zheng held him down and asked, "What do you think Mr. Meng's temper is like?"

"My lord has some youthful spirit, which is inevitable for young people."

"You are absolutely wrong!" Yang Zheng said in a low voice, "Although your Excellency is young, his character and resourcefulness are beyond comparison with ordinary people. Do you know why the general wants to send you here quickly?"

"Didn't you say there were bandits?"

"Exactly. Then do you know how your Excellency dealt with the captured bandits?"

Zhang Yuan looked at the expression of the person in front of him and couldn't help but stepped back a little, "How to deal with it?"

"That night, you happened to be away from the camp, and more than 20 bandits came to grab food with weapons in hand. Fortunately, we patrolled closely and quickly discovered and caught them. When your master came back, he ordered that all these 20 people be killed directly.

If it was just youthful spirit, how could he be so ruthless? "Yang Zheng said, "Your Excellency is even afraid that my subordinates will be merciful and lie to fool him. He even looked through the corpses one by one. "

Zhang Yuan knew the purpose of these words. Yang was warning him that the magistrate was a cruel person.

"Your Excellency also said something that impressed me deeply." Yang Zheng continued, "He said that he would rather be short of manpower than use disobedient people."

"Captain Yang, I know what you mean. I have already promised you, Sir, that I will take good care of my soldiers."

"Brother Zhang, you misunderstood me." Yang Zheng explained, "I am telling you this not to threaten or scare you, but to tell you that you must not underestimate Master Meng. He has so many strategies that he can do whatever he wants. His reason.”

He also said it was not a threat or a deterrent, but it clearly was.

Bafang rode horses all the way, and when they arrived at the entrance of the camp, the skin on their faces was tight.

He got off the horse and handed the name card in his hand to the soldier at the gate of the camp. "I am Bafang, the attendant of the magistrate of Beishan County. I have a letter to deliver to Mr. Futai."

"Wait."

After waiting for two-quarters of an hour, Bafang rubbed his hands and wanted to look inside, but was stopped by the guard guard with a shot. "You are not allowed to look around in this important place of the military camp."

Bafang apologized and said, "Sorry, I don't know. I won't watch it anymore."

Finally, when Wei Fangyun came out, Bafang hurried forward, "Uncle! My young master wrote a letter and asked me to give it to you." After saying that, he thrust the letter into Wei Fangyun's hand, and followed Meng Changqing's instructions, "The young master has a lot of things going on there, so I'll go back first."

Before Wei Fangyun could say a word, he had already mounted his horse and walked away.

Wei Fangyun stood at the gate of the camp and opened the letter. There were only two pages in the envelope. He briefly reported on the current situation in Beishan County, but the main purpose was to rush for something that had not been reached.

That night, the gate of Yangmen County opened, and more than twenty vehicles came out in succession. The vehicles were all filled with tools and food that had just arrived from other states.

Meng Changqing seemed to have expected it. Before the convoy reached the camp, she and her people were waiting a few miles away.

(End of this chapter)