Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 429 Don’t Rush

As soon as Meng Changqing poured the dirty water on the ground, Yang Zheng ran towards her.

When Fang He saw him coming, he was about to explain the situation of the Luo couple, but he saw Yang Zheng raised his hand to block what he was about to say.

"Sir, this is a letter from the government office, please take a look." Yang Zheng's face was solemn. He had already read the contents of the letter.

The content of the letter was very brief, and it was the state government urging the counties to collect grain.

"Where is the person who delivered the letter?" Meng Changqing asked.

"Stay out front and have tea."

"I'll go and see him." Meng Changqing handed the washbasin to the person next to him and left.

Fang He held an empty basin and watched the two people walk away.

At the door, a runner from the government office who came to deliver a letter was chatting casually with a runner from the county office. When he saw Meng Changqing coming, he immediately put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and greeted him.

"You're welcome. Thank you for delivering the letter." Meng Changqing said with a smile, "I saw the handwriting on the letter and it doesn't look like it was written by the governor."

"Yes." The yamen runner replied, "The content of the letter was written by the magistrate, and it is in every county in Liangzhou."

"Is the government's collection of grain this time related to the prefect's promotion?" Meng Changqing asked.

The yamen runner nodded and said, "The governor has been promoted to another position, so we can't just ignore this place. It won't sound good if the granary is empty. So before the governor leaves, there must be new grain in the granary."

Meng Changqing still had little experience in being an official, and no one had ever told her about this kind of thing, so naturally this was the first time she knew about it.

"Please go back and tell them that Beishan County will pay the grain as required," said Meng Changqing.

"Well, I'll go back and convey Lord Meng's intention." After the yamen runner saluted to Meng Changqing and Yang Zheng, he left the Beishan County Yamen.

"Sir," Yang Zheng said worriedly, "How can we make it in time? In previous years, we paid the bills first and then the grain. If it is as the letter requires, even if the people rush to harvest day and night, our granary will not be able to collect the grain overnight."

In comparison, Meng Changqing was calm, "Since it's too late anyway, let's not rush." ​​"Ah?" Yang Zheng was stunned, then said: "But, this is what the government wants."

"Don't even mention the government's intention. Even if it's His Majesty's intention, there's nothing we can do." Meng Changqing said, "It's too late. What can I do? I'm not a god."

Yang Zheng saw Meng Changqing walking away with his hands behind his back, and he didn't look anxious at all.

He was still worried, so he chased after him and said, "What if the government office blames us?"

"Then just blame them." Meng Changqing changed the subject, "Someone from Luojia Village wants to divorce, go and handle it. Remember to do it thoroughly and have the older and more prestigious people in the village come out to witness it."

Yang Zheng had no choice but to do what Meng Changqing had asked him to do. At the same time, he was also worried about the government office's collection of grain. But it was obvious that apart from worrying about this matter, he had no other way to solve it.

In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed.

On this day, when Yang Zheng was leading people to move the horse hitching stone at the gate of the county government office, he saw a group of people coming towards this side in the distance. When they got closer, he saw who was leading the group and suddenly became panicked.

He called Zhou Xing who was standing next to him, "Don't move, go tell the adults, the governor is here!"

Before Zhou Xing went in to report the news, he glanced at the people who were getting closer and closer, "What are you doing here at this time?"

"They must be here to collect grain. Ask the adults to think of an excuse first." Yang Zheng went over and patted him, "Go quickly!"

Not long after Zhou Xing entered, the men and horses approached. Yang Zheng went up to hold Wei Fangyun's horse and said, "General, do you have something urgent to discuss with Lord Meng?"

Wei Fangyun got off his horse with a natural expression on his face, "I haven't seen your Lord Meng for a long time. I came to talk to him."

"Yes."

As soon as Yang Zheng finished speaking, Meng Changqing ran out from the door. "Uncle!" She spoke warmly and sincerely, "If you have anything to say, just send someone to tell me, or ask me to come over to listen to your instructions. Why bother you to come here in person?"

"Don't worry." Wei Fangyun had known Meng Changqing for a long time and knew why she was doing this. "I'm not here for food."

Meng Changqing laughed dryly twice, then lied again: "I have urged the people to harvest day and night, and I will never make it difficult for you."