Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 255: You Can't Go Empty-Handed to Someone Else's Home
Mao Chunfang said: "Although Mr. Xiao Meng and I are both county magistrates, I am far inferior to him in terms of status and background. How dare I make things difficult for him?"

Wei Fangyun looked him straight in the eye and said, "Don't say such things. You are both county magistrates, and the power given to you by the court is the same. If he really acts recklessly and interferes with you, you can naturally stop him."

Mao Chunfang didn't say anything, but had a look that showed that you and I knew what was going on.

Wei Fangyun was disgusted by him. When he had dealt with Mao Chunfang in the past, he thought that this person was quite straightforward, but now, all the good impression he had of him was gone.

"I will find Meng Changqing. If he really believes this, I will ask him to stop immediately."

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency. It is thanks to you that I have been given justice."

"It's nothing. Go back and listen to the news." Wei Fangyun was annoyed by his few words.

If this was someone Wei Fangyun had never dealt with before, he would not have paid any attention to this kind of weird attitude, but this happened to be someone he had gotten along well with before.

Mao Chunfang came to Wei Fangyun in a weird way, and his master was not idle either. The inn was cleaned up overnight and the news was also passed on in the evening.

Early in the morning of that day, the lawyer went to the inn in person to wait, but no one showed up no matter how long he waited.

"What's going on?" The master asked the people around him, "Didn't the news get out?"

"It has spread. I told the few people who were nearby in person."

"Why didn't anyone come? Go ask."

The people around the lawyer immediately went to the nearest village head's house, but when they arrived there, they couldn't find him. His family said that he was out for something and would not be back for three to five days.

The man asked again: "Why didn't he go to stay at the post house?"

The family was embarrassed, saying that the matter happened suddenly and the village head was in a hurry to deal with it and did not have time to notify the government.

This was the reason given by the headman's family, but on the way out, the master's men met someone who was at odds with the headman and told him that the headman didn't want to pay for the post house, so he hid away overnight.

This person passed the news to the master, who was so angry that he slammed the table and said, "What on earth did you say? Who said they had to pay?"

The master's subordinate said in embarrassment: "They don't pay, so do we have to pay for it? You know the temper of our master. Who dares to waive the fees here unless the master clearly says it?"

The master sighed fiercely, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if they run away. If we can't find them, those people in Beishan County can't find them either."

No one expected that the yamen runners of Beishan County did not find the legal advisor, but went directly to the yamen and asked the yamen chief clerk to look up the population statistics book of the most recent year.

The chief clerk could only make the excuse that he had no authority to show the statistical book to others without the county magistrate's permission.

Yang Zheng took a few steps forward, grasped the hilt of the knife, and with an angry face, he pressed against the chief clerk and asked word by word, "Do you really want to do this?"

The chief clerk retreated repeatedly and then fell to the ground. "This is the Yangmen County government office. I am also an official of the imperial court. How dare you threaten me!" There was no momentum in his words.

Yang Zheng just felt that this was not an easy thing to do. He had already found a clear path, but there were still people secretly obstructing him. Yangmen County alone had put obstacles in his way several times.

Is it so difficult to do something?
Yang Zheng had been working hard for days, and with the anger he had been holding in his heart for a long time, he was emotionally unstable and said irritably: "Is the development of Beishan County for me, for Lord Meng himself? We work so hard to strengthen the border, for Liangzhou, and for the entire Daliang!

"Can't you tell right from wrong? You only want to hold on to the little benefits in front of you and hold us back. What do you want? How much do you want to force us into?"

Yang Zheng's voice got louder and louder as he spoke. He realized that he had lost control of his emotions and that it was inappropriate to yell at an official in someone else's government office. He coughed twice in embarrassment and said hurriedly, "I'm sorry." He took two steps forward and tried to pull the man up. "Are you okay?"

The chief clerk shrank back, avoiding Yang Zheng's hand, and stood up by leaning against the bookshelf. He trembled and took out the things Yang Zheng wanted from the bookcase, "You can read it, but you can't damage it, and you can't take it out. This is the rule of the court."

"Thank you." Yang Zheng immediately sat down and started looking through the book. The book was full of small, densely packed characters, and he had a hard time reading it. He then saw the chief clerk standing timidly beside him, and thought that he was a professional at this, so he simply invited him to sit on a chair, and said, "Please help me, chief clerk. My eyesight is not good. Can you help me check these people to see if there are any records?" The chief clerk was afraid of the big knife hanging on his waist, and dared not say anything. He could only listen to him obediently, hoping that the county magistrate would come back as soon as possible.

Beishan County.

Meng Changqing posted a recruitment notice. The government office was looking for people to build houses. It asked how much a bricklayer would be paid for the day shift and night shift, how much a carpenter would be paid for the day shift and night shift, and how much a brick that met the requirements would be paid.

As soon as the news on the notice spread, people all over the county jumped for joy.

I have work to do again, which means I can earn money again. This time I work night shifts, so I can do my housework during the day.

In an instant, the open space next to the yamen was filled with people.

This time Meng Changqing brought Lai Cai to interview these people in eight aspects, mainly because the yamen runners were really too busy.

She was busy here and didn't expect that there would be more trouble in Yangmen County.

Yang Zheng was blocking someone else's county government office when he was bumped into by the legal advisor and Mao Chunfang who were returning from outside.

Mao Chunfang said sarcastically at the door of the chief clerk's office, "You can bully me all you want."

After saying this, he left, and the lawyer who had counted on him to do justice for the chief clerk was dumbfounded.

Yang Zheng was different from Wei Fangyun. He pretended not to hear such strange words, as long as they didn't interfere with what he wanted to do.

The master is stuck in the middle.

He couldn't get any result from Mao Chunfang, and he couldn't afford to offend Meng Changqing, so he was stuck in that dilemma. The current situation was ridiculous considering all the efforts he had made for Yangmen County.

"Tsk! I don't care. I'm just a master, why should I worry about it!"

At the gate of Beishan County Government Office, it is not only the original residents who want to make money, but also those who have just arrived in Beishan County who do not want to miss the opportunity.

Fortunately, the person who interviewed was Meng Changqing, and the interviews went very quickly. He finalized the required people in two hours, and then divided them into classes and groups, and appointed group leaders and squad leaders.

This way, she would have a lot less to worry about.

Seeing everyone busy in an orderly manner, Meng Changqing was about to go back, but saw Mancang walking out with a bowl of hot water at the door.

Meng Changqing hadn't spoken to Mancang much in the past few days. When he saw her leaving the east gate alone, he immediately called out to her, "Where are you going?"

Meng Changqing bent over and spoke to her.

"Going to see a friend."

"What does this mean?" Meng Changqing pointed at the water bowl.

"This is a gift."

"Gift?" Meng Changqing was surprised.

"Madam said that we can't go to someone else's house empty-handed. That's impolite." Mancang understood Meng Changqing's eyes and said, "Madam also said that a small gift is more valuable than a token of affection."

"That's not so easy. Who is your friend?"