Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

After Meng Changqing learned the news, his brows furrowed deeply.

Zhang Yuan also realized belatedly that he had not taken the matter of the savages seriously enough. "Sir," he said again, his words full of panic, "What should we do if they become snobbish in the future?"

What could Meng Changqing say? She had not agreed to let the savage go in the first place. After so many days, did she know the details of the savage tribes from him, or what? Did Daliang get any benefits?

Of course, there's no point saying these things now.

Meng Changqing sighed and said, "Ask me, what can I do? Besides, I can't tell you what to do."

Zhang Yuan was terrified and bowed to Meng Changqing, begging, "Sir, please, for the sake of our past friendship, show me a way forward."

Meng Changqing helped him up and said, "Based on what you have observed, the situation is not yet so critical that it cannot be reversed.

You should report these matters, including future concerns, to your superiors as soon as possible and see what the general and the prefect decide."

"Yes, I'll go right away!" Zhang Yuan said, and regardless of Meng Changqing still standing on the city wall, he turned around and left with the list written by the barbarian.

He left in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to think carefully about whether to go to Weishan Camp first or to Liangzhou Prefecture first.

Riding on the horse, he thought for a moment and first went to see General Song, with whom he had dealt before.

Although Song Qingfeng had just taken over, he had been in Weishan Camp for many years and had prestige. Wei Fangyun had given him thorough instructions before he left, and he had always followed Wei Fangyun's rules, so the camp remained the same as before.

"General, the leader of Beishan County, Zhang Yuan, has arrived in a hurry." The person who informed Song Qingfeng was the one Fang Yun used to use from the front guard. "He said it was about the wild people, and he had something urgent to report."

"Let him in." After a while, the guard led someone in. Without even catching his breath, Zhang Yuan hurriedly told him about the savages.

After listening to this, Song Qingfeng frowned and said, "I understand your concerns. Based on the current situation, changes are indeed necessary. However, the matter concerning the Jiewan Savages does not seem to be within my jurisdiction."

Zhang Yuan said anxiously, "In the past, I always reported this matter directly to General Wei."

"You also know that the general used to be the prefect of Liangzhou. There is no problem for you to report to him." Song Qingfeng also had difficulties. "Communication outside Daliang has always been the job of civil servants. In addition, the new prefect has just arrived. If I exceed my authority and take charge of his work, wouldn't it be obvious that I don't take him seriously?"

Zhang Yuan looked embarrassed and wanted to say something else, but before he could open his mouth, he heard Song Qingfeng continue: "Well, take this thing and go to Liangzhou Prefecture to find the prefect. He is a new official and he will not ignore it if something comes to him.

You just need to see if he is managing it right. If your intuition is wrong, go back to Beishan County to find Lord Meng. He will not ignore the safety of Daliang."

Zhang Yuan had no choice but to go to Liangzhou Prefecture.

He ran around all day, and when he arrived at the gate of Liangzhou Prefecture, it was almost dark, and his face and body were covered with dust.

He spat into the corner, then stepped forward on his horse to identify himself and said he had an urgent matter to discuss with the governor.

Just as he finished speaking, he heard someone approaching from behind. The person who was approaching seemed to have some problem and kept hissing.

Zhang Yuan looked back and realized that the person was Zhang Xiang, who was holding his stomach. He quickly threw away the reins and stepped forward to support him. "Master Sun, what's wrong with you? Where do you feel uncomfortable?" (End of this chapter)