Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Besides this news, there is another matter that will require your attention," Meng Changqing said. "When you passed through the dangerous mountains, you should have seen that there was a section of the damaged city wall there."

"There is such a thing."

Those who came later did not know why there was a broken wall left there.

"Before the spring plowing season, I plan to rebuild that section of the city wall. Our county alone doesn't have enough manpower, so people from other counties will come to help. But since it's a city wall being built for our county, it will benefit us if it's completed. It mainly depends on the people of Beishan County."

As before, you'll be paid day by day. Make sure the message is communicated clearly and that all volunteers are registered so the county government can easily organize their work badges.

At this critical juncture, any action will be magnified.

Why the sudden need to build a city wall? It must be useful. Maybe the county magistrate also thinks that the people of Weishan Camp can't stop the Yan army at all, so he wants an extra city wall.

A person's words can be concealed, but their actions cannot be covered up.

After seeing off these officials, Meng Changqing went to the backyard again.

When she arrived, Ms. Wen had just returned from Dr. Hu's place.

"Mother." Meng Changqing stepped forward and helped her to a chair. "Does Dr. Hu and the others know?"

Ms. Wen sighed, "I understand."

"My mother looks extremely tired." Meng Changqing had the nerve to criticize others, yet he himself had two large dark circles under his eyes.

Wen shook his head.

Meng Changqing poured hot tea for Wen Shi and Liang Qiuqiu and handed it to them, saying, "I'm not capable enough, so I've made you two worry about me."

Liang Qiuqiu looked at Meng Changqing with heartache, feeling indignant on her behalf. "What abilities do you lack? It's because they won't give you military power, what can you do? If you had troops under your command, you wouldn't be in such a passive position." Seeing that she was getting more and more agitated, Madam Wen quickly changed the subject. "We went to inform Doctor Hu, but Doctor Hu still refuses to leave. She is a person with courage and ambition, but she can't disobey her parents' orders. I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to stay."

“The family should all be together. If it weren’t for me, why would they be here?” Meng Changqing said. “Sister Hua wants to realize her ambitions, but she doesn’t necessarily have to do it here. By the way, Mother, why is Brother Dai still in the yard?”

“He doesn’t want to leave, and neither does anyone else in the family,” Madam Wen said to Meng Changqing. “Don’t think about letting anyone leave. Changqing, guard the entire Beishan County. Who can be willing to let the land be given to bandits?”

Meng Changqing didn't speak, he just nodded.

This day is destined to be very long.

Those who receive the news early enter into fear early.

Liu Bao'er sat at home on Xinjie Street. Xiao Dai told her to pack her things and leave with Dr. Hu's family that evening, but she stood there stunned for a while, holding the bundle in her hand.

She wanted to leave. With war approaching, who wouldn't want to run away?
But she didn't know what to do if she left alone.

Is leaving the right thing to do? Or is staying the right thing to do? Or is it the right thing to leave with Xiao Dai?

She stood there dumbfounded, with no one to talk to, and once again felt lonely.

In the study, Meng Changqing wrote out travel permits, some for Dr. Hu's family, some for Mancang, Xiaodai, and other family members. She wrote them all, regardless of whether they were needed or not.

After writing and stamping the documents, Meng Changqing divided them into two envelopes and stored them.

As long as there are people in the world, there will never be fairness. The people around Meng Changqing still have a chance to escape, but the others in Beishan County have no choice but to believe in Meng Changqing.

Once the news spread through the villages, the answer was clear: what's the point of working or sleeping anymore?

Acquaintances gathered together, discussing what to do next. (End of Chapter)