Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

A rough calculation shows that there is still 32 miles left.

There are still 48 days left before the two-month deadline she set.

"Has it been built far enough today? Is it too late?" Bafang kept talking beside him, "Master, why don't you speak? Your expression is still so solemn."

"Is it possible that I think you talk too much?" Meng Changqing gave him the stick wrapped with hemp rope and said, "Put the rope away."

"Master, wait for me!" Bafang chased him while running, and quickly caught up with Meng Changqing.

The two of them had not walked a few steps when they heard the sound of whips and the screams of slave laborers.

"If you don't go to work when the time comes, what do you want to do!"

"Master Bing, let me look for it again. I can't find my money. My money is lost!"

"You bastard!" The guard whipped him again, "If you don't come to work, I'll whip you to death! Go!"

"Damn it, who stole my money!"

Bafang: "I've been waiting for three days. How come this guy's money was stolen today?"

Meng Changqing: "I can't go home until today. Even if I stole it before, I might not be able to keep it."

Meng Changqing ignored the matter and continued walking towards the Yamen.

"Master, this is theft, aren't we going to investigate?"

"When doing big things, you have to make sacrifices. The most important thing right now is the city wall. I don't care about anything that has nothing to do with the wall unless there are human lives or big trouble."

Meng Changqing, who was walking forward, suddenly heard the sound of armor clashing. She looked back and saw a group of patrols approaching on the wall of Weishan County.

"Go and ask Colonel Yang to say hello to them."

As soon as Meng Changqing finished speaking, the leader of the patrol suddenly rushed down from the city wall and ran towards Meng Changqing's direction.

"Be alert." She tightened her grip on the knife at her waist and reminded Bafang at the same time.

The man ran halfway and shouted: "Evergreen!"

As soon as Meng Changqing heard the voice, she sheathed her sword and hurried forward to greet him, "Uncle, how did you get down from there?"

Wei Fangyun laughed twice, wiped the dust off his chest and said, "When I went to Weishanguan today, I happened to run into a patrol coming this way. I thought it was not far away. I won't be here for a few days, so I went with them. Come and take a look together.”

"Uncle is here now. Have you had lunch?"

"I ate a piece of cake on the way."

"Bafang, go and tell Brother Dai and ask him to cook the rice."

"No need to be busy." Wei Fangyun stopped Bafang, "If you have any leftover millet rice in your big kitchen, bring me a bowl."

"Yes, yes, it's just that the people on the morning shift have just finished their work and have to go to eat. It's crowded and crowded. I'll ask Bafang to fill up a casserole and come to my Yamen to eat."

"Well, it's okay if you don't go to the yamen." Wei Fangyun said, "Just eat with the servants and listen to what they say about you. Why don't you dare?"

"Since my uncle wants to go down to observe the public sentiment, Changqing should be there to listen."

Meng Changqing led the way and led him to the kitchen.

At this time, the casual workers on the morning shift had already lined up in front of several kitchens, one after another, standing far away in front of the kitchens.

The guards walked around and inspected, and if they encountered anyone who was playing or laughing too loudly, they would immediately come forward to reprimand them.

Just watching from the side, Wei Fangyun felt that the order of this place was no different from that of a military camp, but many people were carrying packages on their backs.

"What's going on?" "Today's shift changes. They can rest for twelve hours. Those who are homesick will naturally want to go home."

"Still on vacation?"

"Shifts change every six days. Every time a shift changes, it's natural to take a break."

"You know what you have in mind."

Meng Changqing: "Uncle, please come inside."

He followed Meng Changqing in and saw that the food was prepared and eaten very quickly.

Meng Changqing brought a clean bowl to Wei Fangyun, and specifically went to Zuo Datou and said, "Serve more for Mr. Futai."

Zuo Datou filled several spoonfuls in a row, and the rice in the bowl was piled up to the top.

"That's enough, that's enough." Wei Fangyun quickly stopped him, "I won't be able to eat any more."

Zuo Datou then stopped and said, "General, there is a small stool by the wall."

"it is good."

Most of the servants sat directly on the ground. Wei Fangyun only sat on a small stool, which made him look taller.

As soon as he sat down, he noticed, "Why do those people still take it with them after eating?"

"I brought it back to my family." Meng Changqing said, "They have been working hard for the Daliang border for many days. It is not too much to ask them to bring a bowl of rice back every six days. I think if the court has the ability, it will definitely be willing and should give it to them. Paid."

"You are really kind to the people." Wei Fangyun patted her and then took several mouthfuls of rice.

In just a blink of an eye, Meng Changqing ate the tip of the rice that popped out.

"Uncle, please eat slowly while Bafang goes to get a bowl of hot water."

"There are so many people in the army that the way I eat it scares you?" Wei Fangyun picked up a small piece of pickled radish and tasted it carefully, "The radish you have here is quite delicious, spicy and juicy."

"This is a radish pickled with chili peppers." Meng Changqing said, "Chili peppers are a plant that was paid tribute by overseas countries many years ago. They have been planted in the imperial garden for a long time. Only in recent years have we learned that its fruits are spicy and are good for seasoning. Nowadays, it has been cultivated on a large scale in Huangzhuang, and some restaurants in the capital also use this seasoning."

"It's strange." Wei Fangyun took another big mouthful of rice, "It's very satisfying."

"If uncle likes it, my nephew will give you this jar."

"Okay! You're welcome then." Wei Fangyun dug out a small spoonful of pickled radish, pointed at the jar and said, "Wrap it up and I'll take it away later."

"Master Bing, my family doesn't have much food in store and we have many children. Can you give me more?"

Wei Fangyun followed the sound and looked over, seeing a woman bending over to beg the soldiers who were sharing the meal.

"Logically speaking, I shouldn't give it to you. These days, you are not the only one with more children at home. If everyone comes to ask me for it, there won't be enough food in the camp." Zuo Datou said, "I don't remember what you used to eat. Less, I’ll give you more this time, this is the ration you save for your child.”

After saying that, Zuo Datou added two more spoons to her bowl and pressed a piece of oil paper on the rice, "Let's go."

Seeing that her begging was successful, the people behind said, "Master Bing, please have mercy on me, my family..."

The soldier who was cooking next to him immediately scolded him: "Nonsense! I know you. In the past, you always ate as much as you wanted. It's impossible to eat more than you want."

After saying these words, the people around him suddenly laughed, "I don't even look at your size. You have gained a lot of weight in just a few days since you came here. You are already famous among the soldiers!"

The person who was laughed at felt embarrassed, but fortunately she was an outgoing and cheerful person, so she said back at that time, "You are still laughing at me, I see you are not losing weight either!"

"Okay, don't laugh and hold out the bowl. It will waste the time of the people behind you."

Wei Fangyun looked at it and nodded, "The people under your command are very disciplined in their affairs. They must be both relaxed and strict when dealing with the people. Only in this way can the rules be established, but the people will not be blindly afraid."