Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 772 No Movement
These words were directed at Mo Lixiao, blaming her for having such a strange student in the academy she was in charge of.

Mo Lixiao understood, and feeling she had no way to refute it, she could only smile bitterly and say yes.

After leaving the county government office and getting into his own carriage, Mo Lixiao's straight back suddenly bent as he leaned against the carriage, pressing his forehead repeatedly with both hands.

headache.

Most people don't always have smooth sailing in their endeavors. When faced with pressure, no matter where it comes from, it's inevitable to feel irritable. Mo Lixiao, however, dared not be irritable. Serving as the dean of the academy was her aspiration, and now that she hadn't done it well, she only felt sorry for Meng Changqing and the children of the academy.

"Miss," Xiao Jun said, speaking up for her, "Why is the master still not happy that you and your students have achieved such results?"

What was the level of Beishan County in the past? You have always done your best to help and have never delayed anything.

Why is Registrar Cheng blaming you for such a trivial matter?
Besides, you weren't in Beishan County when that child stole the things, so it has nothing to do with you." Xiao Jun was quite unconvinced.

"How much have you done for the academy over the years? How much money have you secretly given them? Don't they have eyes?" She had kept these words to herself, not daring to say them in front of Meng Changqing and Cheng Guang. But now she couldn't hold it in any longer. With fewer people around and a more private environment, her thoughts were clearer, and she could finally let out the anger she had been holding back.

Mo Li waved her hand and sighed, "Let me rest for a while."

The same thing, said to the same person, can have different effects depending on the time of day.

Normally, without the Yan army eyeing her covetously from the outside, Meng Changqing would certainly be happy to hear that so many people from her county had passed the academy entrance exam. But now, these things are not on her mind.

Meng Changqing herself didn't realize that her heart had already changed in this increasingly oppressive environment.

Human beings change uncontrollably, which is why so many people go astray. Meng Changqing also knew that he would change.

As for what she will become and whether she will remember her original aspirations, we will only have a clear answer when she is nearing the end of her life.

In February of that year, after the Yan bandits launched two consecutive night raids, there was still no further action.

According to informants, the Yan bandits are still stationed in Tuozhou and have no intention of withdrawing their troops.

The stalemate continued.

Meng Changqing knew they were up to no good, but there was nothing she could do. She had a lot of ideas in her head, but upon closer inspection, there would always be something inappropriate about putting them into practice.

Although Meng Changqing and the others were furious, it was a stroke of luck for the child who had been hung on the city wall. At least his life was saved.

With Cheng Guang's help, the child's release from prison was specially brought forward by three hours. Just as dawn broke, Zhang Yuan said that three days had passed and to get the child up.

In the past few days, the child has often been pulled up to rest, and the rope that was hanging him has been moved from his arm to his waist, and then back to his arm.

It wasn't that Meng Changqing was particularly kind; it was simply that the guards couldn't bear to do it.

Otherwise, how could this child have survived?
When they pulled him up, the child was already in a terrible state and seemed mentally unstable.

Zhang Yuan personally untied the child.

The rope was untied, and Zhang Yuan lifted the child up a bit. "Get up and stand up."

The child seemed to have lost his soul, showing no reaction whatsoever.

It was only when Zhang Yuan applied more force that the child was able to stand up.

"Let's get some exercise. I'll take you downstairs to get something to eat."

No matter what Zhang Yuan said, the child just followed along numbly, without much reaction.

As Zhang Yuan led his men down the city wall, Cheng Guang was running quickly up from underground. Seeing that the child had been released, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked Zhang Yuan, "Is everything alright?"

"How come nothing's wrong? Everyone's stunned." Zhang Yuan moved aside so that Cheng Guang could observe the people behind him.

When Cheng Guang saw the man like this, he felt a little sorry for him, but when he thought about what the child had said and done earlier, he felt that the man deserved it.

"Hey, snap out of it!" Cheng Guang patted the child's face, then, disgusted by the dirt on his hands, rubbed his hands against the child's shoulder a couple of times. "Are you scared now? I'm asking you a question. Didn't you say you were fearless and indifferent to everything? You've lost your mind after being hung up for three days?"

Cheng Guang didn't care about the child's condition and told Zhang Yuan, "Even if we don't hang him, we can't let him leave so early. It will be hard to explain when the adults ask."

Zhang Yuan nodded, "I'll let him stay in the small room, and then throw him out later."