Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Meng Changqing: "So, the key to this matter lies in the people of that village?"

Cao Hongxing nodded, "Although there is some minor friction between you and me, it is your business and has nothing to do with the people. As long as they can live a good life, I am naturally willing to let them go.

The documents to move the government to the village have been sent out a long time ago. If you can persuade them, you can take them away immediately. I will never stop you. "

"Master Cao is righteous!" Meng Changqing said, "With your words, I must go and persuade those people. I also ask you to send a government official who is familiar with the surrounding terrain to take me there."

"You want to go there?" Cao Hongxing asked.

"Yes, since I have come to Weishan County, I naturally want to visit it."

Cao Hongxing said, "If you want to see it in person, I will show you the way."

"It's work."

Cao Hongxing got on his horse and led them all the way west.

After riding fast for more than half an hour, the group finally arrived near the village.

The closer we get here, the more dust there is in the air, there are fewer trees, and the soil on the ground looks drier and drier.

"It's right ahead." Cao Hongxing pointed the way, "That large area, with 350 seven households and a population of 400, points to the land next to the village to feed them. But look at the fields, it's all sand.

As long as the strong wind blows, the red sand in the ground will accumulate a thick layer.After serving rice for half a year, the harvest was hard to make ends meet. "

Meng Changqing dismounted and walked toward the field, squatting down again to test the depth of the red sand.

The fields, which were as deep as a knuckle of her index finger and buried in red sand, were obviously no longer fertile fields.

The food grown in such fields is naturally very little.

Meng Changqing has been wondering what kind of place it is since he heard about the Red Sand Death Land when he was a child.

The Taifu only said that the place was on the edge of Liangzhou. Although it helped Liangzhou reduce the land connected to Jiewan to reduce the impact on Liangzhou, the red sand dead land itself was a dangerous road lying on the edge of Liangzhou. beast.

It was a desolate land filled with red sand. No matter what entered, it would die in it.

If this wasn't enough, just tell the people not to go in, but the red sand death zone is gradually expanding outwards.

I don't know how far it will expand. Whether it will be complete after swallowing Liangzhou, or whether it will swallow up the entire beam.

Of course, Taifu also said that the expansion of the red sand dead land is very slow.

So far, only the villages that originally lived next to the Red Sand Death Land have been affected.

When Meng Changqing heard about this place in his early years, he always thought that it was just an ordinary desert, but people of this generation made a fuss and named it a place of death with red sand.

But now, with the red sand in her hand, she is no longer as confident as before.

This is indeed red sand.

The color of the sand is eerie and strange.

"Mr. Meng." Bafang called her from behind, "Look, someone is coming out of the village."

Meng Changqing stood up and turned around to see many people coming out of the village.

The one walking in the front was an old man being supported by two strong men.These people knew Cao Hongxing. Even though he was wearing casual clothes, the old man still led the villagers to kneel down and kowtow, calling him Master Cao.

"Get up." Cao Hongxing spoke to these people in a much better tone than to Meng Changqing.

"Master Cao, you are here again." The old man took a step forward and said, "Come to my house for a bowl of water."

Cao Hongxing turned his head and introduced to Meng Changqing, "He is the village chief of this village and the elder of these people. His surname is Luo."

The old man looked at Meng Changqing and saw that he was not similar to Cao Hongxing. He asked tentatively: "Who is this?"

"It's the county master of Beishan County!" Someone in the crowd recognized Meng Changqing.

Meng Changqing looked towards the person who was speaking and saw that the person looked familiar. He was probably a laborer who had been transferred to Beishan County.

"Greetings to Master Meng." The old man led a group of people to kowtow to Meng Changqing.

"Old man, please get up." Meng Changqing stepped forward and helped him up.

The group followed the old man to his home.

The young juniors had already cleaned the tables and chairs in the yard and prepared tea.

After inviting Meng Changqing and Cao Hongxing to take their seats, the old man sat next to them while the others watched from a distance.

"I came today because of the relocation of the village." Cao Hongxing said, "Master Meng is also here today. You can ask Master Meng to give you a guarantee that you will have land to farm in Beishan County."

"Master Cao," the old man said, "at my age, I can't live for a few days. What I mean is that if the young people in the village are willing to go to Beishan County, let them go. It's just that people like me are about to be buried. People can move easily."

"It's hard to leave your homeland." Meng Changqing continued: "Old man, I know what you are thinking. No matter how bad this place becomes, it is still the place where you have lived since you were a child. Your ancestors are buried under this land. Let you You won’t be at ease no matter what if you leave here.”

The old man was surprised that Meng Changqing would say such words, but these words really touched his heart.

"Thank you for taking care of me, a bad old man. Since you have come to our village, it shows that you value our villagers. I will let the young people in the village pack their things and let them go with you immediately."

"It doesn't have to be like this." Meng Changqing said, "I heard Master Cao say that your entire village is a clan?"

"Exactly." The old man replied: "We are all descendants of the Luo surname in our village."

"Since we are a clan, we must be related to each other. If you let the young people go and leave only the old ones, the ones left behind are the young people's grandfathers, fathers, and uncles. You are still reluctant to let go of the ancestors buried underground. People, how can they be willing to leave their elders behind?"

"Then..." The old man looked at Meng Changqing uncertainly, "What do you mean, sir?"

"What I mean is, if you don't worry about your ancestors, you can move there with your ancestors. Anyway, there is a lot of open space in Beishan County." Meng Changqing said this, and Cao Hongxing's eyes almost popped out. He was worthy of Yeluzi. Officer, this is such a wild idea.

"This..." The old man subconsciously looked in the direction of the cemetery, "There are so many ancestors, and some of the ancestors have been buried for many years. It would not be good to be suddenly alarmed."

"In this case, your village cannot move." Meng Changqing said, "The older generation is reluctant to leave their deceased ancestors, and the younger generation is reluctant to leave the older generation. I know why after waiting for so many days, there is no one Going to Beishan County.

Old man, Beishan County and Weishan County are adjacent, so the distance is not too far. You can ask people who are serving in the army how long it takes to walk back to your village from Beishan County. "

"Master County, I have walked this road." A young man from a distance squeezed out and said, "We walked for nearly ten hours."

"In ten hours, if there is a donkey cart or a horse-drawn carriage, it will be faster. We can always walk there in one day." Meng Changqing said, "If you want to worship your ancestors, you can walk there in one day. Old people, you have to pay for this one day's journey." Will the younger generations also die on this land?"