Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 257: Allowed Yun

When Meng Changqing heard these words, he was still busy working in the fields. These words were spread from all directions.

"I asked people to rest in the front hall and sent some food over." Bafang went down to the field, intending to help Meng Changqing divide the seeds.

Meng Changqing blocked his move and said, "Don't be busy. Go back and tell the messenger that I will go to the camp to find Captain Zhang tomorrow."

"Hey."

After Bafang left, Meng Changqing continued to busy himself with farm work. Daliang is based on agriculture, and any development must be based on the people having enough food to eat. Otherwise, the so-called development is nothing but exploitation from top to bottom.

But with the current level of agriculture, it can be said that 95% of our livelihood depends on the weather.

In a good year, the farmers will take good care of the land and get a good harvest. In a bad year, the farmers will work themselves to death and still get nothing.

Man cannot be more stubborn than God.

The only thing Meng Changqing can do is to lead the people under his rule to do their best to control the 5%.

Improve plow carts, raise oxen, and distribute farm tools to increase the labor force.

Reduce taxes and regulate grain prices to increase people's enthusiasm for farming.

These things sound simple, but to actually do them, they are tedious and costly.

Meng Changqing works diligently, but still feels that she has not done enough and is afraid of making a big mistake. Recently, she has basically only done three things: recording the people's spring ploughing situation, reading all the farming books she can find, and sitting in the study thinking hard.

If someone from the military camp hadn't reminded her, she would have almost forgotten about repairing the road.

It was not until sunset that Meng Changqing returned to the county government office and had time to read Zhang Yuan's letter.

She had agreed with Zhang Yuan that she could not provide people to build the road during the spring planting season. In addition, the military camp was an important area and ordinary people were not allowed to approach it. Therefore, the military camp had to provide people to build that section of the road.

Now Zhang Yuan wrote to her, asking her to send people over, not to ask her to provide labor, but to ask for money to build the road.

Meng Changqing's county government is currently very poor. Although some money and grain were earned back last year, that little money is still not enough to pay off the debts of several other counties.

Lack of money is really a headache.

Meng Changqing really wanted to know how other county magistrates embezzled money? Where did the money come from? Why did she even have to use her own private money to embezzle money?
Is Beishan County too poor, or is she too stubborn?

She let go of the letter and sighed, "I am still too realistic."

Ba Fang, who was sitting opposite her, forgot to put the chicken leg in his mouth when he heard this. What? His young master actually said that he was honest?
"Master, what's written in the letter?" Bafang asked carefully. What content gave you such an outrageous idea?
"For money. Tomorrow you call Brother Zuo and come with me to the camp."

"it is good."

Meng Changqing put away the letter and was about to concentrate on eating when he heard familiar footsteps outside the house.

It was Chu Mufeng who came. Meng Changqing guessed that it was probably a reply to the letter he sent many days ago.

She quickly ate a few mouthfuls of food, fearing that she would receive bad news and lose the mood to eat.

There was still most of the rice in the bowl when someone knocked on the study door. "Master Meng, there is a letter for you."

Meng Changqing put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up to greet him and said to the door, "Master Bai, please come in."

Chu Mufeng held a letter in his hand. The envelope was sealed with yellow wax. There was not a single word on the surface, but it was obvious who wrote it. "This is a reply letter from Shisheng Street. There is one for you." Chu Mufeng said as he handed the letter to Meng Changqing.

"Thank you, Lord Bai." Meng Changqing wiped his hands before taking it with both hands.

Meng Changqing didn't open the letter when she got it. She was worried about whether the content inside would be beneficial to her. Chu Mufeng thought that the content in the letter was top secret and he couldn't read it. Because he was here, Meng Changqing didn't open it.

He simply said, "Master Meng, please take your time. I have other things to do. So I'll take my leave now."

After Chu Mufeng left, Meng Changqing still didn't dismantle it.

Bafang came behind Meng Changqing and saw her standing there for a long time. He couldn't help but reach out and pat the person in front of him, "Master, what's wrong?" He didn't know what was going on in his mind, "Is this letter poisoned?"

"No, I don't want to read it for now. Let's eat first." Meng Changqing pressed the letter under the paperweight on the desk and waited until he finished dinner before opening it.

If you touch it with your hand, you will know that the paper inside is very thin. There is most likely only one piece of paper.

When I opened it, it turned out to be true.

There was not only a piece of paper, but also only one word written on it.

允

Meng Changqing stared at the word for a long time and realized that she almost didn't recognize it.

He called Bafang, who had just returned from delivering the dishes, and asked, "Take a look at how to pronounce this word?"

"Yes, I allow it." Bafang had no idea that she had sent a letter to the capital, nor did she know that the letter was written by the emperor. She also had no idea about Meng Changqing's test and worry.

"Who wrote this letter to you?" Although Bafang didn't know the whole story, he had a brain. After a little thought, he asked, "Could this letter be from the palace?" Bafang lowered his voice and asked, "Is it His Majesty or His Highness?"

"The emperor's reply." Since the matter had come to an end, Meng Changqing naturally had no reason to hide it from the people around her, and explained to everyone why she sent the letter.

"Brother Yang and his men have had a hard time. Since he has made a request, I will naturally try my best to see if it succeeds. I can also take this opportunity to find out how much the emperor trusts me.

It seems to be going well now." Meng Changqing carefully put away the letter paper, "My years of flattery have finally paid off."

Meng Changqing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and said to Bafang: "It's still early now, go call Captain Yang and tell him that I have good news."

After a while, Yang Zheng came over with his teeth bared. As soon as he entered the door, he asked excitedly: "Sir, is that thing done?"

Meng Changqing didn't keep it a secret. "Yes, if you want your family to come, you can ask them to write a letter and go back to discuss it with their families."

"Hey!" Yang Zheng responded and was about to leave, but was stopped by Meng Changqing.

"No hurry, there are some things that the brothers need to be aware of in advance." Meng Changqing asked Yang Zheng to sit down first, and then said, "Although it is a good thing for the brothers to be reunited with their families, they also have to consider the situation of their families. If the family members are weak, such as the elderly or young children, they will definitely not be able to withstand long-distance travel.

Even if they manage to get here, they will inevitably get sick. Our Beishan County lacks medical care and medicine, so they may not be able to receive timely treatment when they get here."

Meng Changqing said: "This is originally a good thing, but the most feared thing is that a good thing will turn into a bad thing under impulse, so the letters sent by brothers must be realistic and not just persuade the family members to come.

To be honest, you haven't been home for a long time, so you really don't know what the situation is at home.

Why don't you write more letters to your family and make a decision after you get to know them better."

Meng Changqing also assured: "As long as the brothers' families come, Beishan County will always open its doors, without time limit."