Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

"Mother, please pass on the news of the impending war to the rest of the family." Meng Changqing stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, "I'm going to the front office."

"Go on." Wen looked at her back. Every time she looked at her like this, she felt a sense of guilt.

There is so much to say, yet so much helplessness and resentment that forces me to do this.

Once Meng Changqing had sorted out his thoughts, he felt no more emotion, only a determination to ensure that the Yan army would never return.

When she arrived at the front office, it was almost the end of the Mao hour (5-7 AM).

The constables had all assembled, and even Meizi and the others had arrived. Cheng Guang was maintaining order in the crowd.

"Don't ask! The adults will tell you what happened in a moment, what's there to ask?" Cheng Guang waved away the two people who were crowding around him. "Stand still, I'll go call the adults over."

There's no need for him to call.

Cheng Guang stepped out of the crowd, and Meng Changqing stood in front of him. "Sir, everyone is here." Cheng Guang hadn't slept all night and was forcing himself to stay awake.

"Okay." Meng Changqing nodded to him.

"Quiet down!" Cheng Guang turned to the crowd. "The magistrate has something to say."

The crowd immediately fell silent.

Meng Changqing stood before these familiar faces. Most of these people had been with her since Beishan County, when they had nothing.

Looking back, it's truly moving.

"Everyone." Meng Changqing's eyes welled up with tears as soon as she opened her mouth. Realizing that she was showing too much emotion, she calmed herself down before continuing, "Everyone! My brothers and sisters!"

Today is the third day of the Lunar New Year, a time of great celebration. I called you all over here so early in the morning, and I'm sure you're all wondering what happened.

Meng Changqing's tone was as casual as announcing the start of a meal: "War is about to break out. The Yan Kingdom is still harboring treacherous intentions, always eyeing us, hoping to bleed and gnaw on us to nourish themselves." Before the crowd could react, Meng Changqing continued loudly, "Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!" Once someone takes the lead in a crowd, many people's thoughts will be swayed.

As soon as Cheng Guang uttered "I'm not afraid," someone immediately echoed, "I'm not afraid!"

The voices rose in waves, and if you listened carefully, you could hear someone saying, "What's there to be afraid of with a bunch of bastards?"

Of course, the way it was said wasn't very polite.

Meng Changqing understood them; when faced with insurmountable fear, it was best to remain angry.

“Good! This is what the people of Daliang should be like, this is what the people of Beishan County should be like!” Meng Changqing said. “Since we have settled here, we should be prepared to face the Yan bandits face to face.”

I think you all remember that when the city wall was not yet completed, the Yan bandits came rushing in. Thanks to the army of Daliang, the workers who built the city wall, and especially you, we managed to finish building the city wall despite their swords.

They didn't dare to invade for many years after that.

Meng Changqing knew in his heart that this was purely a coincidence. There were problems within the Yan Kingdom, which was why they didn't have time to come to Daliang. It had little to do with whether the city wall had been built or not.

But at this juncture, we can't say it like that.

"We weren't afraid even when we were face to face back then. Now that the city walls are blocking our way, we can occupy a high position and only defend without attacking. It won't be more dangerous than before." Meng Changqing's voice gradually rose. "This time, when the Yan bandits invade, we'll teach them a lesson! Even if they're beasts, we'll make them feel the pain and not dare to easily extend their claws towards us!"

"Chop off their claws!" Zuo Datou shouted, raising his hand.

His shout was met with enthusiastic agreement from the others, and the shouts echoed throughout the yamen. (End of Chapter)