Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Yan Qiliang rode a horse, and the others naturally had to change formation.

Xi Bei and Chu Mufeng led the way, with Meng Changqing and Yan Qiliang following closely behind.

Despite being told the scenery was beautiful, Yan Qiliang didn't even glance at it. Instead, he immediately asked, "Magistrate Meng and Prefect Zheng seem to have a good relationship."

Meng Changqing thought to himself, "This guy's words are really unpleasant. He's probably the kind of person who can flatter someone but end up blabbing badly."

How could such a person gain the trust of the imperial court and be allowed to take command of the military in Hongjia County?

Meng Changqing didn't dwell on the question. She quickly consoled herself, after all, if the imperial court could appoint someone like Liu Dexiang as the prefect of Liangzhou, then not everyone in the court, or even on the throne, was necessarily wise and discerning. They often did ridiculous things based on some nonsensical considerations.

"Although Prefect Zheng has only been in Liangzhou for a short time, he is fair and honest, and we all rely on him greatly." Even if the other party could tell that their relationship was unusual, Meng Changqing couldn't admit it.

Yan Qiliang smiled and said, "You all seem quite young. Young people get along better with each other."

Meng Changqing laughed along, "Whether people can get along has nothing to do with age."

"Hey." Yan Qiliang, acting as if he knew everything, took out his little box again and handed it to Meng Changqing. "Please help me pass this little gift on to the Prefect, and of course, yours will be included too."

Meng Changqing made no attempt to take it. She said to Yan Qiliang, "Why is Magistrate Yan in such a hurry? Once you arrive in Liangzhou, are you afraid you won't have another chance to see Prefect Zheng? It's never appropriate for someone else to convey your sentiments."

"That makes sense, but..."

Meng Changqing didn't let him go down, "You should put it away quickly. The bandits in Yangmen County are rampant. The previous magistrate was hacked to death by bandits on the side of the official road."

"What!" Yan Qiliang's voice trembled slightly. "Liangzhou has been taken back by the imperial court for many years, and such a thing still happens!"

While he was sighing, he had already put away the small box, gripped the reins with both hands, and was ready to escape at any moment.

“Yes, I didn’t believe it at first either, but this is the result given by the Ministry of Justice, so I have no choice but to believe it.” Meng Changqing added, “You don’t know, when I first came to Liangzhou, wherever there were mountains, there were bound to be bandits. Those bandits invaded innocent families, committed all kinds of evil, and were extremely rampant!”

"This...this..." Yan Qiliang asked, puzzled, "How come I've never heard of this before?" "Such a disgraceful thing shouldn't be allowed to spread," Meng Changqing said.

I don't know if Yan Qiliang is really timid, but he certainly seemed very scared.

After parting ways at the crossroads, Xi Bei said, "If we send someone like this to Hongjia County, just in case something happens, he might run away on his own."

"Don't make blind guesses."

With the grain register approved, Beishan County began sending tax grain to the prefectural government.

Once the tax grain was paid, it signified that the most crucial task had been completed, and the rest were no longer so urgent.

Life went on peacefully and orderly.

If Heaven takes pity on us, there should be more days like this.

It was the first day of the Lunar New Year. Meng Changqing was writing a New Year's greeting letter in his study when a yamen runner suddenly announced that Zhang Yuan had arrived.

Meng Changqing was puzzled, as he had never paid New Year's visits at this time before.

"Please invite Captain Zhang in."

When Zhang Yuan entered the study, one could tell from the expression on his face that something had happened.

"What's wrong?" Meng Changqing asked.

"My lord, people from the Snow Night Tribe have arrived," Zhang Yuan said quickly before even sitting down. "They say other tribes are rebelling, and they're about to lose control. They need our troops to help." (End of Chapter)