Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

"My uncle has his own difficulties, Changqing understands."

Wei Fangyun was surprised when he heard this. "I thought you were young, and I thought there were some things you had to say to feel comfortable."

Meng Changqing followed with a smile and said, "Although my nephew is young, he also knows that one should not just pursue his own happiness. Uncle has covered for Changqing many times, and Changqing is not an ungrateful person."

Wei Fangyun looked at Meng Changqing and nodded, "Rare, rare!"

Meng Changqing didn't know what Wei Fangyun was sighing about. She was not some rich young master with a backstage support. She had grown up reading other people's expressions, so it was not difficult for her to understand what Wei Fangyun meant.
"Over the past few days, I have discovered that you are a steady child. There are some things I need to tell you." Wei Fangyun's face was solemn.

"Please give me some advice, uncle."

"You have made great contributions to Beishan County. Any official would be rewarded by the court for these achievements." Wei Fangyun said, "I have always believed this. I don't know how many memorials have been submitted to request your merit, but neither the court nor the emperor has responded at all. You should be aware of this."

Meng Changqing knew it very well. After all, she was the one who was treated unfairly, so she naturally felt it first than others.

In her heart, she didn't know what she was saying about the royal family and the court, but on the surface she pretended not to care. "Changqing came to Beishan County to atone for his sins, so I don't care about these things. What Changqing did was only for the people to live and work in peace. Now the people's lives are improving step by step just as my nephew wished. My nephew is already satisfied and dare not force anything else."

Meng Changqing said while thinking: How disgusting, I am so disgusting.

Wei Fangyun was indeed deeply moved after hearing this, "Great, great! It is a blessing for the people and Daliang to have a minister like you."

"Uncle, your praise is too much. Changqing is ashamed to accept it."

Wei Fangyun took a sip of tea and stared at Meng Changqing for a long time, making Meng Changqing feel very uncomfortable.

Wei Fangyun spoke slowly, "You look a bit like your father, but you have to look closely to see it."

Meng Changqing thought of what he had said before, which was completely the opposite. He smiled and said, "My mother always said that I am more like her."

"It doesn't matter who you look like. Even if you look exactly like your father, you won't necessarily benefit from it." Wei Fangyun said, "To be rude, although it's a pity that General Meng died on the battlefield, he died a worthy death. If the general were alive today, what would the court's attitude towards him be?

Those personal soldiers around you..." Wei Fangyun didn't say it clearly, but only told Meng Changqing to be careful.

Meng Changqing knew what he meant. It was not that she should be careful about her personal soldiers plotting to murder her, but that these personal soldiers were a double-edged sword.

On the one hand, the emperor valued her, but on the other hand, her intentions in raising private soldiers were unclear.

Meng Changqing thought that life like this was too tiring.

Those in power can do whatever they want to you.

Why? On what basis do they do that? Meng Changqing asked himself this question when he had some free time.

When I get extremely excited, I think of this: Are there any kings, princes, generals, or ministers of different races? He is rebelling!
But it is not easy to overthrow a dynasty.

Without saying those polite words about the disaster that would happen to the people, she just compared the slim chances of success with the decent life she was leading now, and she didn't have the courage to take the risk.

At dawn the next day, Meng Changqing set off for Beishan County with two shifts of yamen runners and several prison cars.

When he arrived at the Beishan County prison, Meng Changqing realized that there were three more people in the cell. They were the three bandits who had escaped outside.

The guard said, "It was brought back last night by Zuotou and his men."

Meng Changqing was not surprised. "What else did he say?"

The bailiff said, "He said something strange, something about there being no way, but I didn't understand."

"Okay, as long as I understand." Meng Changqing asked him to open the prison door and hand over to the bailiffs from the government office.

Watching the Liangzhou government officials leading the bandits away, Bafang couldn't help but ask, "Master, are you going to hand the people over like this? Are you going to let Mao Chunfang go?" (End of this chapter)