Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 650 The Flower Visitor

The person in the seat of honor spoke up, "He is currently handing over duties with Magistrate Zhou."

"Prefect Zhou?"

"Zhou Xing, the newly appointed Vice Prefect of Liangzhou Prefecture." The man above seemed to be a man of few words; it was unclear whether this was his true nature or whether he simply didn't want to talk to Meng Changqing.

Meng Changqing simply shut up; she needed to process the information she had gathered in her mind anyway.

Since I hadn't heard any news about officials arriving in Liangzhou before, the magistrate this week would most likely arrive today.

Was it Sun Xiang's idea to go and hand over duties to Sun Xiang immediately upon arrival, or the new magistrate's idea? Or perhaps the new prefect's idea?
Meng Changqing thought for a moment, then his gaze fell on the face of the person in the seat of honor.

He glanced at it quickly, then pretended to look at Cao Hongxing directly opposite him.

In reality, she was still thinking about the person above. This person was really good-looking, with such an outstanding appearance, yet she had no recollection of him at all. It was only possible that she had never seen him before.

Where did this person come from?
Someone older than her, who had never appeared in the capital before, was most likely not a descendant of a prominent family in the capital.

Was he a researcher? Or from a prominent family in the south?

Judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem like someone who has suffered hardships in life; he probably comes from a well-off family.

Just as she finished her mental calculations, a constable came in to announce, "Lord Hua has arrived."

The new prefect stood up. "Please come in quickly."

Soon, Hua Rujin entered from the door. Before he could stand still and bow, the new prefect had already come to greet him, "Your Excellency, please do not stand on ceremony and have a seat."

The new prefect personally helped Hua Rujin to an empty chair.

Hua Rujin dared not sit down immediately, but apologized, saying, "My mount is old and has arrived late. Please forgive me, Prefect."

The new prefect waved his hand, "No need to worry about such a small matter, please sit down." He turned around and said to the standing crowd, "Please sit down, gentlemen."

Whether sitting or standing, Meng Changqing smiled broadly, but in his mind he was already chanting scriptures: rules, rules, rules for walking, sitting, and lying down, rules, rules, rules, a tool for oppressing people.

Meng Changqing was the youngest present, so she was destined to be the last to sit down. As soon as she sat down, Meng Changqing noticed that Hua Rujin glanced at her.

There seemed to be a lot in that look. Before Meng Changqing could analyze it carefully, he heard the new prefect speak.

"Some of you gentlemen do not know me."

My surname is Zheng, and my ancestral home is in Jiangnan. I studied diligently for many years and was fortunate enough to pass the imperial examination in the seventeenth year of Yongxing. I was then appointed as the third-ranked scholar by His Majesty and have been working as an editor in the Hanlin Academy ever since.

As for his current position as the Prefect of Liangzhou, it is also due to His Majesty's favor.

Everyone here knows what the situation is like in Liangzhou.

This government only hopes that everyone will perform their duties diligently and responsibly. What are your opinions, esteemed officials?

"We will keep in mind the Prefect's teachings."

Meng Changqing echoed the others, but in his heart he thought that it seemed the emperor was very distrustful of Liangzhou and had directly chosen someone he trusted to quell these troubles in Liangzhou.

I wonder how capable this third-place scholar is.

But then again, if someone this young can become a prefect, does that mean she can become one in a couple of years? After all, it's the same rank, from seventh to fifth grade.

She wished the Crown Prince would ascend the throne soon, so she could go back and talk to him about the past, and perhaps even become a prefect herself.

Just then, a stranger walked in without announcing himself.

Of course, this word "unfamiliar" only applies to Meng Changqing.

Prefect Zheng was clearly familiar with this man. He looked at the man who had entered and asked, "Prefect Zhou, is there something urgent?"

This is the new magistrate.

Meng Changqing sighed inwardly. Look at this group of eight people, half of whom he had just met today.