Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

After leaving the government office gate, Meng Changqing mounted her horse and rode away. Seeing her do this, everyone else also quickened their pace to keep up.

After walking for a long time, Bafang came forward and asked, "What did Lord Sun say to you? Why are you so anxious all of a sudden?"

Meng Changqing said helplessly: "Song Xiyu and grandson Xiao died."

"It's not normal for those two to die." Bafang was curious, "Why did he tell you this?"

Meng Changqing slowed down and said, "He said he died not long after leaving Liangzhou. His death was very strange. Is it really as he said? Why didn't the governor tell me about this?"

Bafang glanced at the back of the team, and moved closer to Meng Changqing, speaking in a much lower voice than before, "Could it be that Lord Wei suspected that you were the one who did it, so he didn't say anything?"

Meng Changqing was just about to ask, if Lord Wei had such doubts, why didn't he just ask directly, but she swallowed the words back. Although she called Wei Fangyun "uncle" over and over again, who knew what Wei Fangyun was thinking.

"Now that I have heard it, I can't pretend I didn't hear it," said Meng Changqing.

"I'll go check it out." Bafang said as he wanted to turn his horse around. He was about to go.

"Don't go." Meng Changqing stopped him, "I have other plans."

Bafang asked again: "What's your plan? Do you want Laicai to leave? He is not as good as me in getting information."

"I'll ask others for help, so you don't need to do anything."

When he returned to the county government office, he saw that his young master had just dismounted and called out to Chu Mufeng who was traveling with him. Only then did Bafang realize that the so-called others were the Imperial Guards.

But for such a matter, why would they actively invite them to get involved, not to mention hiding it from the emperor's eyes and ears?
Bafang didn't understand, but there were too many things he didn't understand.

"Master Bai, I would like to borrow someone from you."

Chu Mufeng handed the reins to the yamen runner who came to take it from his side, turned around and asked: "What's the matter? Who do you want?"

"Song Xiyu and her grandson died. I would like to ask Wang Xun who is beside you to help me find out the cause."

Chu Mufeng did not refuse, "Where did the person die?"

"The border between Liangzhou and Hongzhou."

"I'll ask Wang Xun to check it out."

Seeing two imperial guards entering their courtyard, Bafang spoke up, "Master, why did you let the imperial guards interfere?"

"Since I want to investigate, no action can be hidden from the Royal Guards. Instead of wasting manpower, why not just let them investigate?"

Bafang asked, "Even if that's the case, why not let Brother Zhou go, but pick that young master Wang Xun?" "Isn't Zhou Qiwen on good terms with you?" Meng Changqing took the hay nearby and fed it to the horses that had just returned. "In order to avoid suspicion for the two of you, he can't go either."

Bafang scratched his head, "Is that true?"

"Do you think it's possible?" Seeing that he really wanted to believe it, Meng Changqing explained to him, "Although Wang Xun has a bad temper and always complains when asked to do things, he is a straightforward person. He will not lie about things that he has done. He will tell you what he means.

Zhou Qiwen is willing to befriend us, but he is slick and what he says may not be the truth. Let him investigate. If he finds something unfavorable to us, I am afraid he will help us cover it up. This will not only ruin his own future, but also make things more complicated, and those with ulterior motives will be able to make trouble.”

"Is the death of those two people definitely disadvantageous to us?" Bafang asked.

"That's not necessarily true." Meng Changqing said, "This is the downside of Zhou Qiwen's previous friendship with us. Even if he found out that it had nothing to do with us, he would have told the truth. But how much do you think Lord Bai can trust his words?"

Bafang asked himself, if he were Chu Mufeng, he would definitely have difficulty trusting others.

Bafang stood there to digest the thought for a moment, then turned around and ran to find Wen.

But unfortunately, the school was holding a technical class today, and Wen had gone to accompany Liang Jiujiu to teach students, so she was not in the back court.

Bafang walked around the back hall for most of the time and heard Wang Xun complaining from the other side of the wall, "He's already close to death after being beaten with ten boards, what else is there to investigate? What's there to investigate?"

"If the master doesn't want to go, I will go." Bafang recognized that it was Zhou Qiwen's voice.

Chu Mufeng's voice was clearly unhappy. "Lord Meng asked you to investigate. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Ba Fang couldn't hear what was said afterwards, but soon he heard someone in the next yard shouting, "Prepare the horses ahead."

Everyone looked out into the inner street and saw that the east gate was open. Wang Xun was riding away on a horse, carrying a package on his back.

"What are you doing here?" Laicai kicked Bafang on the butt.

Bafang turned around and asked instead of answering, "Why aren't you with the Madam?"

"Madam and the others have yamen runners accompanying them, so they don't need me." Bafang asked again, "Where is the young master? Has he had lunch?"

Bafang didn't answer again, "It's almost time for lunch, why haven't Madam and Auntie come back yet?"

When these two people talked, they only focused on their own questions, especially Bafang, who didn't even think about answering the other person's questions.

Xiao Dai listened to a few words nearby and couldn't help shaking his head. He walked over and clapped everyone's hands, "Speak properly!" (End of this chapter)