Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 485: This is not a discussion, it is an order

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It's not a discussion, it's an order.

After Liu Dexiang finished his business, he invited a few people to have lunch as a return gift for the welcoming banquet.

It was rare that Liu Dexiang was polite to them, but the meal was unpalatable.

The banquet finally ended, and except for Mao Chunfang, the other county magistrates left the government office almost immediately.

Meng Changqing did the same. After leaving the house, he mounted his horse and galloped away. Soon he caught up with Ding Xue in front of him before leaving Liangzhou City.

It was strange to say, her master had always been a steady person, and even if he was dissatisfied with Liu Dexiang's actions, he would not act out of line. But today he was the first one to resign.

"Master!" Meng Changqing called to the man on the horse in front of him and drove his horse to keep pace with him. "Master, why did you leave in such a hurry?"

When Ding Aixue saw that it was her who had chased him, his expression eased a little, and he explained the reason to Meng Changqing, "My mother is seriously ill, and I am really worried."

Meng Changqing knew that the old lady of the Ding family was old, and he couldn't help but worry about it like Ding Aixiu. Although he wanted to help, he had some reservations in his heart.

Therefore, he did not hastily push Doctor Hu away, but only asked Ding Aixue what disease Mrs. Ding had and whether she had looked for famous doctors.
Ding Aixue sighed, "After all, I can't beat the years. Many doctors have seen me, but it's all in vain."

Meng Changqing had been worried about Wen's illness for more than a month. When he heard such a thing again, he couldn't even say the polite words he usually said.

As children, it is so cruel to watch our mother suffer from illness but be unable to do anything.

She just said that she would visit me tomorrow.

Ding Aixiu didn't say much. If Meng Changqing wanted to go, then let him go and fulfill his duty as a disciple.

Meng Changqing rode her horse back only after watching Ding Aixue go away. She had already left the west gate of Liangzhou City to chase Ding Aixue, and now she had to go back to Beishan County, so it would be the most time-saving to go out from the north gate again.

After returning to Beishan County.

Meng Changqing immediately sent someone to find Zhang Yuan and bought a ginseng from him.

After changing the brocade box, he took it to Luojiang County the next day.

"Lord Meng." There was already someone waiting outside the Luojiang County Government Office. After instructing the servants to look after the horses, he led Meng Changqing and his party into the government office.

"Please rest here, sir. My master is serving medicine to the old lady in the backyard and will be here soon." The Ding family servant poured tea for the few people and then left.

Meng Changqing picked up the teacup and covered her hands, thinking that she had been to Luojiang County many times, but had never seen this old lady. She had only heard about her once or twice from what her master and his wife said to the servants.

She guessed rudely that the old lady might have been seriously ill for a long time and did not fall ill suddenly.

After waiting for about a cup of tea, Ding Aixue came in hurriedly.

Meng Changqing immediately stood up and saluted, and handed over the ginseng, "This is ginseng dug from the West Mountain. Master, you can give it to the doctor and use it in medicine as appropriate."

Ding Aixue looked at the ginseng in front of him, which weighed about seven taels, with roots intact and well preserved. He guessed that Meng Changqing had taken something treasured from his family and deliberately said it was dug out from Xishan.

He remembered this filial piety, but he couldn't accept the ginseng. "Master knows your filial piety, but at this point, it doesn't make much sense to use it. Why waste it? You should take it back."

"Master." Meng Changqing blocked Ding Aixue's hand and pushed it back. "I never thought of taking back anything that Changqing gave me. As long as it can play a little role, it will not be in vain.

Master, Changqing has also learned medical skills, I wonder if he can take the old lady's pulse."

Ding Aixue shook his head, "My mother has been seriously ill for a long time and doesn't want to see strangers. Besides, my mother and I have accepted our fate." Ding Aixue raised the box in his hand, "I'll take this."