Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 7 Meeting with the Magistrate of Liangzhou
Meng Changqing took a bath and felt a lot looser.

Thinking back on it, she hadn't had a shower in a month.

After changing into a clean underwear, I rummaged through the cabinets to find a gray cotton-padded jacket that I could put on.

Bafang knocked on the door with hot water, "Master, do you want to add more water?"

"I've finished washing. I'll send more hot water to Madam and the others."

"Okay, young master, do you want the food to be served first?"

Meng Changqing opened the door, "I have to go to the magistrate's office to pay my respects." She adjusted her gray cotton-padded jacket, "Let Brother Dai set up the car. I'll go out first and come back to eat."

"Hey, young master, why don't you go in person to send me a greeting card? Can't I just go there for you?"

Meng Changqing took off the absorbent cloth wrapped around his hair, "That's my immediate boss. It's my first time as a subordinate to visit and ask a subordinate to pay homage to you?

That means, is it reasonable for him to wait for me to come to your door? "

"It seems unreasonable." Bafang said as he walked with the bucket, "Master, please wait, I will go and tell Brother Dai immediately after delivering the water."

When he went to meet his immediate boss for the first time, Meng Changqing abided by official culture and prepared a gift for his leader whom he had never met.

When she passed by the backyard, Wen, who had just come out of the shower, saw what she was holding and couldn't bear it.

"Madam." Liang Jiujiu helped her, "But do you have anything to take care of Changqing?"

Wen Shi shook her head, "What she was holding was a sword. It was the only thing her father gave her. Their father and son had never even met."

So the general didn't know that his last child was a daughter.

She is obviously a daughter, but she has to bear the responsibilities of a son. I don't know if the general who is under Jiuquan will blame her.

Thinking of this, Wen's expression changed slightly.

Come to think of it, he has no right to blame.

It was his own pack of wolf-like relatives who forced them to take this path.

On the loess-packed street, the post officer was driving the car, and Bafang held the box containing the sword for Meng Changqing. "Master, when we go back to see the superior, do you have anything to say about giving someone a sword?"

Meng Changqing was checking the words on his greeting card, "Why are you following me? Where is Brother Dai?"

"Madam and aunt are still in the post house. Of course Brother Dai must stay and take care of me. I am your personal servant. If I don't follow you, who will follow you." Bafang squatted in front of Meng Changqing, "Master, tell me."

"How can I know what he likes when there are so many people who have never met him before? But based on his background as a military commander, I guess he most likely likes weapons more than the Four Treasures of the Study.

The only weapon you, Master, and I have that we can use is this sword. "

Meng Changqing closed the greeting card and asked Bafang to open the box and take out the sword inside, "This scabbard may not be very good, but the sword body is very sharp."

She seemed to want to test how sharp the sword was for Bafang.

So he took out his sword and looked for something to cut with.

At this moment, the carriage swayed, and the light that penetrated the carriage was deflected, shining coldly on the blade.

Bafang quickly held down his young master's hand and said, "You'd better put it away." The carriage was too small, so don't accidentally hurt him.

When Bafang was packing the sword into a box, he suddenly remembered, "Master, how come I remember that there are four swords in your box?"

"There are four swords, but this one is mine." Meng Changqing said, "You can't give away something that belongs to your deceased brother."

"Sir, the prefect's office has arrived."

Meng Changqing stepped on the bench and got out of the car, took out a tael of silver and gave it to the post officer, "Thank you."

The post officer accepted it with bright eyes, "Oh, thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

The gate of the government office is open, and there are four government officials guarding the door inside and outside.

Seeing Meng Changqing coming over, he stopped the person as usual, "Who is it?"

Bafang: "My lord is the new magistrate of Beishan County. He just arrived in Liangzhou today and came here to pay homage to Lord Futai." "Beishan County?" The two government officials who stopped Meng Changqing looked at each other.

Meng Changqing saw all the eye contact between them.

"Your Excellency is not in the mansion at the moment." said the Yamen servant.

Meng Changqing had long expected this outcome. It was the first time he came to visit, and he didn't expect to see him smoothly.

She handed over the greeting card, "This is my greeting card, please pass it on to me."

A literate government official came up from behind. He opened the greeting card and saw the character Meng on it. His expression immediately changed, "Are you Mr. Meng?"

"My surname is indeed Meng."

Several government officials instantly became enthusiastic, "Mr. Meng, please come in."

Two of them pushed open the side door and took Meng Changqing to the back office, "Our Lord went out of the city to inspect the barracks. He is not in the mansion now, but he told you when he left the mansion that if you come to visit, you must be treated well."

Meng Changqing remembered the way they came in and asked them, "When will Mr. Futai return to the house?"

At this time, the yamen servant had already led Meng Changqing to a reception room, "Your Excellency will return home before dinner, please wait here."

Okay, then wait.

Meng Changqing counted the time and found that he would have to wait at least four hours from now until dinner.

If I had known that this would happen, I would have come back after dinner.

I thought I was just sending a greeting card, but I didn't expect that the yamen would be taken into the back yamen to wait.

Sure enough, it is Liangzhou, which is not the same as the officialdom in the capital.

This wait is more than two hours.

She chewed up all the tea leaves in the bowl and swallowed them, but the prefect still didn't come back.

When no one came back and no snacks were served, Meng Changqing felt hungry.

The noise was so loud that people from all directions couldn't help but persuade him, "Master, why don't we go back first and come back after dinner."

"We don't just come and leave whenever we want." Meng Changqing grabbed two bonsai leaves, "This is called showing off."

"Then if you continue to be so hungry, won't you starve to death?" Bafang said, "How about I go out and find out where the kitchen is and get you something to eat?"

"No, you can't wander around."

Meng Changqing stood up and went to the door to observe. Sure enough, not only was there no one outside the room where she was, but there was no one in the entire back office.

Meng Changqing had already guessed at this time, whose power this Lord Futai, whom he had never met, belonged to?
He was born as a military general and had a high official position. He could not be someone that the Meng family clan members could come into contact with, but it could not be ruled out that the Futai master was interested in those three melons and two dates.

It is unlikely that she is from the Xiao family. Since the emperor asked her to come to Liangzhou, it means that the Xiao family's hands cannot reach here.

It was getting darker and darker, and no one came to light the lamp. It seemed that they were determined to embarrass her.

childish!

Just as Meng Changqing was thinking this, he suddenly heard footsteps coming towards him.

She sat upright herself and asked Bafang to stand still.

Through the dim light, Meng Changqing saw a strong man walking in.

The strong man wears a sword and stands in the middle when he enters the door. He should be the prefect of Liangzhou.

Meng Changqing stood up and said, "Your Majesty, Meng Changqing, is here to pay homage to Mr. Futai."

"Changqing." The strong man walked up to Meng Changqing excitedly and touched her head, "Why are you called Changqing?"

(End of this chapter)