Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 574 Halftime Break

“What Lord Feng says is true,” Meng Changqing said. “It is getting late today, so please stay at the post station for the night. I will make some arrangements and invite you to come tomorrow morning.”

After seeing Feng Zhong'an and his group off, Meng Changqing turned to the people following behind him and said, "Everyone has worked hard. Those who want to eat, eat; those who want to go home, go home."

No one moved.

Meng Changqing clapped his hands and laughed, "It's not New Year's Eve, are you planning to stay at the county office all night? Go back." Meng Changqing's gaze fell on Meizi, "Dashu has been waiting at the household registration office for a long time, have dinner before you go back."

"Yes."

As Meizi turned and left, the others also dispersed.

Meng Changqing stretched as he stood at the entrance of the county government office.

It's exhausting; dealing with these people is exhausting.

When will those people be able to focus on doing their jobs?

Ba Fang came up behind Meng Changqing and said, "Young Master, would you like some late-night snacks? There are still a lot of dumplings left."

"Have something to eat." Meng Changqing took a deep breath, and his whole body perked up. "Take this to my study."

"Hey!"

Meng Changqing looked at Ba Fang's back; he walked very briskly, as if something had made him happy.

Recently, Meng Changqing has also noticed the changes in Bafang. Whenever she asks him to do something, he is very happy, but most of the time, he looks disappointed.

Since the last martial arts test, Meng Changqing has wanted to separate public and private matters, and she tries to let the people in the county government handle official business as much as possible.

Bafang clearly noticed this as well, and he became even more cautious.

This change in him is not what Meng Changqing wanted to see.

Meizi pushed open the door and saw Zeng Laoda asleep on her seat.

Just as he was about to go over and wake him, Zeng Laoda opened his eyes first. Zeng Dashu saw the person in front of him, rubbed his eyes, and quickly got up from his chair, "You're back? Have those people left?"

"I'm leaving." Meizi took off her outer clothes, intending to take off the clothes that Madam Meng had lent her.

Seeing that she was dressed in bulky clothes and had difficulty moving around, Zeng Laoda stepped forward to help her unbutton her clothes. In the process, he touched Meizi's hand. "Why are you so cold? Don't rush to take off your clothes." Zeng Laoda grabbed Meizi's hand and warmed it for her.

"Oh, right!" Boss Zeng almost forgot, "The master brought over some ginger and brown sugar earlier, and I boiled a pot of ginger and brown sugar water and kept it warm on the stove."

As he spoke, he poured a glass and handed it to Meizi, saying, "It's perfect to drink this now to warm you up."

"Has the master been here before?" Meizi asked.

“Yes, I was planning to wait for you outside the county government office, but I saw the magistrate at the gate as soon as I got nearby,” said Zeng Laoda. “The magistrate brought me in and told me to wait for you here.”

At this point, Old Zeng's stomach growled.

Meizi smiled and said, "Let's have dinner before we go back."

Zeng Laoda felt embarrassed and said, "It's not good for me to go all the time. You go ahead, I'll wait for you here."

"The adults told you to go, so don't dawdle." Meizi took off her clothes, quickly folded them, and pulled Zeng Laoda to the kitchen.

When she arrived, she happened to run into Bafang carrying a basket as he went out, and they greeted each other.

Ba Fang hurried to the study, and when he arrived, the dumplings on the plate looked almost fresh from the pot.

He set out the bowls and chopsticks on the small round table and said to Meng Changqing, "Young Master, please eat."

"Okay." Meng Changqing went over and sat down, but before he could speak, he saw Bafang about to leave. "Wait."

"What's wrong? Is something missing?"

Meng Changqing said, "Sit down, I have two questions for you."

"Hey!" Ba Fang couldn't hide his smile. He sat down on the stool, but leaned his upper body as close to Meng Changqing as possible. "What do you want to ask?"