Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 457: Counterattack and Become a Hero

Compared with the previous welcoming banquet, Liu Dexiang's attitude this time was obviously much more friendly.

During the dinner, Mao Chunfang mentioned Feng Zhongan from the Ministry of Justice again, "Speaking of which, Minister Feng and I have known each other for many years. We took the imperial examinations in the same year, and we were lucky enough to stay in the same inn..."

Liu Dexiang listened very carefully, only occasionally asking, "Have you been in touch with Lord Feng recently?"

"We always keep in touch during festivals," Mao Chunfang said. "Unfortunately, Liangzhou is thousands of miles away from the capital. Although we miss each other, we can't meet in person. We can only communicate through letters."

Liu Dexiang took the wine glass for the first time and said, "Lord Feng is still thinking about Brother Mao even though he is far away in Beijing. You two have a deep friendship."

Mao Chunfang nodded and did not deny it.

Except for the two men's close followers, outsiders did not know how long they took to eat this meal.

Sun Xiang only knew that he had diarrhea in the middle of the night, and when he went to the toilet to relieve himself and turned around, he saw Mao Chunfang's drunken figure.

At that time, he was only thinking about how the new chef cooked the dishes. He had eaten meals from the big kitchen for two days and had diarrhea for two days in a row. He thought that when he ate meals cooked by Lord Wei himself, he didn't feel so uncomfortable.

No, I have to see a doctor tomorrow.

At this time of year, people are busy stockpiling firewood and pickled vegetables, and Meng Changqing also has to seriously consider the safety issues of Beishan County again.

She went to the garrison camp under the Beishan city wall and asked about the situation that had been learned outside the wall during this period.

Zhang Yuan didn't say much about the Yan army, but he heard a lot from the barbarians.

"You know that wild man we let go is very powerful now." Zhang Yuan mentioned this again, still with an expression of disbelief on his face, "According to him, he led his original tribe to swallow up all the small tribes around, and now in the Jiewan area, his tribe is the most powerful.

Looking at his appearance back then, how could anyone have imagined that he would have such a day? "

Zhang Yuan's face was mostly full of surprise, as if he was telling a story in the history of the previous dynasty, about a mediocre person who counterattacked and became a hero.

Meng Changqing did not have such a good attitude.

The stronger the Xueye tribe becomes, the more powerful the wild men will become. This is not a good thing for Daliang, and it is even more of a crisis for Beishan County. "I remember you said before that in the past six months, fewer and fewer wild men have tried to climb over the city wall."

Zhang Yuan nodded, "Indeed."

"Have any other savages come to the Xueye tribe recently?" Meng Changqing asked.

"Others? None. That's why I say that savage really has some tricks to control his people." After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong. His expression instantly became solemn and his tone became serious. "Not long ago, a few savages brought a token from the Xue Ye tribe and sent a list here."

Zhang Yuan called the people around him and said, "Go to the tent and bring the sheet over."

"Yes!" The man quickly went down the city wall and ran towards the camp.

Without waiting for the item to be brought to him, Meng Changqing asked, "What order?"

"These are things that the Snowy Night Tribe asked us for. They took them to prepare for the cold winter. In the past, they sent people to ask for them. Now, the leader of the Snowy Night Tribe wrote a list and sent people to deliver them."

Meng Changqing continued Zhang Yuan's words, "We still have to prepare according to his order before he sends someone to pick it up?"

Zhang Yuan looked unhappy.

Meng Changqing snorted coldly, "What a great honor!"

By this time, the guard had brought up the list.

Zhang Yuan took it and handed it to Meng Changqing with both hands, "This is the list they sent."

Meng Changqing looked at the words on the list. Although they were crooked and the strokes were messed up, he could still understand what was on the paper.

"Are there any barbarians who can speak Daliang's language?" Meng Changqing asked.

Zhang Yuan explained: "Earlier, when they came to pick up things, they asked us to write words on the surface of those things. I think the contents on this list were mostly traced by them."