Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Liang Jiujiu saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

Mrs. Wen saw it, and when they were alone in the room at night, Mrs. Wen said, "If you take different paths, you will have to endure different hardships."

Meng Changqing got up early the next morning, without writing official documents or reading books, and started walking around her county government office.

Wang Xun, who was on duty, came over and said, "Mr. Meng, are you starting to run again?"

"This is called race walking." Meng Changqing quickly left the person behind.

Wang Xun ran to catch up, "What is this for training? Does Master Xi have so many tricks?"

Meng Changqing said: "Master often told me that getting up early to exercise is good for people. No matter what exercise method, as long as your body can adapt to it."

"Oh." Wang Xun hung up his sword and started walking imitating her movements.

Meng Changqing kindly reminded him: "You haven't slept most of the night, and you may die suddenly if you exercise now."

Wang Xun stopped quickly. Thinking about it, he thought his behavior was funny and couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Meng, in the past I only heard that you were following the prince. To be honest, when I first got to you, I was very unconvinced by you. I always thought you were a person who follows people's influence. But now I finally know that it's not you who follows the prince closely. , but the prince wants to stay with you."

Meng Changqing's walking speed slowed down, "How do you finally know?"

Wang Xun said, "You like to joke every day, you are funny when talking to people and never keep a straight face, you are reliable in doing things, and you can take on big responsibilities. You surpass many people just based on these points."

Now it was Meng Changqing's turn to laugh. She didn't even know she had these advantages.

Saying she doesn't have a straight face, she likes to keep a straight face when talking to Zhang Yuan. As for being able to take on big responsibilities, it is purely accidental.

"People often say that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black, which makes sense."

"How do you say that?"

"Didn't you learn these words of flattery from me?"

Wang Xun: "I'm not flattering you."

"I know." Meng Changqing said: "Most of your imperial guards are from noble backgrounds, so why do you need to flatter me, a small county magistrate? Brother Wang is probably confused by the appearance of this short three months.

You have to get along with me more to know who I am. "

Meng Changqing sped up and said, "Brother Wang, remember to tell Mr. Bai that I will go to Yangmen County later."

After a simple breakfast, Meng Changqing took Bafang Xibei to Yangmen County under the care of Chu Mufeng and Zhou Qiwen.

Since I came to Yangmen County for business, I had to say hello to Mr. Mao.

If there is no major matter in the county, the county magistrate usually handles official business in the county government office.

Meng Changqing only stood at the door for a moment before Mao Chunfang came out with his master, "Rare visitor! Master Meng, please come in quickly."

Mao Chunfang brought the group of them to the living room to talk, urging the master to serve tea and snacks, which was very enthusiastic.

"Mr. Meng has made great achievements now, and it is only a matter of time that he will rise to the top. If he becomes Mao's immediate boss one day, please take care of him."

"Master Quan Dangmao is just teasing the younger generation." Meng Changqing took a bite of his dim sum. The salty and crispy snacks can be sold at a high price in the capital.

Mao Chunfang saw that she loved to eat, so she gave her what she had on hand, "My wife is good at making these snacks. If Mr. Meng doesn't mind, you can take some back when the time comes." "Mr. Mao is so kind, then this junior will not I declined." Meng Changqing is not a polite person at all, "The pastries made by Mrs. Mao are far more delicious than those from the pastry shops in Beijing."

"As long as Mr. Meng likes it." Mao Chunfang turned her head and whispered to the master: "Go and tell the madam and let her fry it again."

After the master ran away quickly, Mao Chunfang asked Meng Changqing again: "Now that the Beishan County city wall has been completed, how many people are there in the county? What are your plans for the future?"

"Master Mao, our two families are so close, how could you not know about my situation." Meng Changqing said, "I only have 200 people under my rule. I really don't know what to do in the future. Let's take it one step at a time."

"Master Meng, there is no need to worry about this matter." Mao Chunfang believed that Meng Changqing would not stay here for long, and Beishan County might even be merged into Yangmen County.

"Thank you, Mr. Mao." Meng Changqing had already finished the two small plates of snacks as he spoke. The delicious taste of the snacks paired with the tea almost made Mao Chunfang hungry.

"I haven't asked Lord Meng yet, what's the important thing for you to come to my place?"

"I have something to trouble Mr. Mao." Meng Changqing said, "As you know, I don't even have a decent county government. Now that I'm going to start building one, I have to see what other people's county offices are like, and I have to go to yours. Here comes the mason.

Even if we don’t talk about craftsmen, I don’t even have bricks in Beishan County, so I have to come to your county to buy them. "

"So it's because of this!" Mao Chunfang said, "I happen to have nothing to do right now, so I might as well take you around my county government office."

"Thank you."

Mao Chunfang behaved like an honest person in front of Meng Changqing.

As expected, he personally took Meng Changqing around the county offices, and even took her to visit the back offices.

"In the final analysis, this Houya is our own home. Unlike Mr. Futai, we are often surrounded by our children, so this Houya must be repaired well, not for us, but just so that the family can live more comfortably. "

"Master Mao is right."

Meng Changqing memorized the layout of Qianya and planned to go to Beishan County to make a similar one.

The Qianya served the outside world and represented the imperial court. Its layout and regulations could not be easily changed.

"Master Mao, I'm not trying to be convenient, but I know very little about Liangzhou." Meng Changqing said, "If you have any familiar craftsmen, please introduce them to me."

"I know that you haven't been here long, and you were busy with other things before. Naturally, it is impossible to get to know those people." Mao Chunfang said, "Since you can trust me when you open your mouth, I will definitely help you find the people you can use." Find it!"

After saying this, Mao Chunfang turned around and called the master, "Go and call Lao Baitou! Let him call a few more skilled people, and tell him that I have a job that I want to introduce to him."

"Okay!" Master trotted out again.

"Mr. Meng, just sit here and wait, and I will help you solve the brick problem." Mao Chunfang said, "There are two brick kilns in our county.

The bricks made are quite good. Even the bricks from our county were used for the renovation of Liangzhou Prefecture last year. I will ask them to send them to you when the time comes. "

"Thank you so much, Master Mao!" Meng Changqing said, "I knew you were the right person."

"Hey, that's right!" Mao Chunfang said, "Although there is a big age difference between us, when I look at you, I feel that we are very compatible. We should be friends."

"Thank you, Lord Mao, for being considerate." Meng Changqing started to do the same thing, "If you don't mind, I'll call you big brother."

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it!" Mr. Mao said happily: "It's really a blessing for me to hear you call me big brother."