Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 589 Master Hua's Sighs

Feng Zhong'an could easily tell that Mao Chunfang's words were all about taking credit.

He nodded politely and said, "You did a good job."

"I never expected Lord Liu to act so impulsively," Mao Chunfang said. "Now that he has offended Song Qingfeng, I'm afraid his position as prefect will be difficult to maintain."

Feng Zhong'an glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, "What do you mean by that?"

"I dare to ask you to say a few good words for me in court," Mao Chunfang said with a smile, but her tone was more forceful than before. "It's always better to have someone you know in this position than a stranger, isn't it?"

Feng Zhong'an chuckled ambiguously, "Yes, what you said makes sense. However, as you know, I don't hold a position in the Ministry of Personnel, so it's difficult for me to exert any influence in this matter."

However, since this is your matter, I will naturally find a way to resolve it.

After thanking him, Mao Chunfang said, "I have prepared a small gift for you, which will be delivered to your residence in a couple of days. Please do not find it offensive."

Feng Zhong'an waved his hand, "You go back first."

"Then I'll take my leave." Mao Chunfang straightened her hair and followed the man at the door back the way she came.

Feng Zhong'an's gaze as he stared at Mao Chunfang's retreating figure was almost devoid of warmth.

He knew perfectly well that Mao Chunfang's machinations were undoubtedly part of the reason Liu Dexiang had fallen to such a state.

Although Liu Dexiang is foolish and arrogant, he is Mao Chunfang's superior. Mao Chunfang pretends to be close to him, but secretly she is ruthless. How can Feng Zhong'an trust such a person?

And you're even defending him? Humph!
Hearing the familiar footsteps at the door, Feng Zhong'an knew that his trusted confidant had returned.

Feng Zhong'an opened the door a crack and said to his confidant, who was about to report to him, "Come in and talk."

Time flies by as different people plan their schemes.

Early the next morning, Meng Changqing took Xi Bei and Chu Mufeng to Liangzhou Prefecture. She had received news from the prefecture the night before that Feng Zhong'an and the others would be leaving Liangzhou, so she rushed to stage a farewell performance.

Just as they stepped out of Yangmen County, they saw a large number of people standing by the official road in the distance.

Meng Changqing slowed down. Since the other party's identity was unknown, he decided to keep his distance as a precaution.

Xi Bei said, "I'll go take a look ahead."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a person stepped forward from the crowd ahead and waved in Meng Changqing's direction, asking, "Are you from Beishan County?"

Upon hearing the voice, Meng Changqing realized it was Elder Hua.

"Lord Hua!" Meng Changqing rushed forward. "Why are you standing here?"

Master Hua dusted himself off and laughed, "I've been waiting for you." As he spoke, he gestured for his attendants to mount their horses, and they rode alongside Meng Changqing and the others.

"I heard that Lord Feng and his entourage stayed in Beishan County for two days. How was it? Were they alright?" Hua Rujin asked tactfully.

"It's alright." Meng Changqing asked in return, "Did the old master wait for me just to ask about this?"

Hua Rujin looked up and took a deep breath, then sighed, "Today, Lord Zeng will also be escorted to the capital. After serving as an official for so many years, he has ended up like this. It is truly lamentable."

Meng Changqing showed no empathy. If everyone tries to understand people like Zeng Jing, then who will understand the common people who are exploited and harmed by him?

Seeing that Meng Changqing did not respond, Hua Rujin knew that he was young and arrogant and looked down on Zeng Jing, thinking that Zeng Jing had brought it upon himself. However, she did not know that Zeng Jing also had his own unavoidable difficulties.

Thinking of this, Hua Rujin sighed again, "Lord Zeng's family will also be going to the capital, and the journey will probably be difficult."

Meng Changqing still didn't respond.

She has already put in a lot of effort to keep quiet. If you really make her speak, she will only say, "You only see how hard they have worked along the way. Don't you see how many more people have worked hard their whole lives?"