Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 820

After wiping his face and washing his hands, Zheng Jie finally sat down.

Meng Changqing quickly tidied up the desk and placed tea and snacks in front of him.

"Don't bother, sit down too."

Zheng Jie said this, and Meng Changqing sat down opposite him on the desk. "Sir, please have some snacks. The food here isn't fancy, but it'll do to fill your stomach."

Zheng Jie also gave Meng Changqing face, and after hearing what Meng Changqing said, he picked up a snack and ate a few bites.

But his unhappiness inevitably affected his appetite. "This Snow Night Tribe..." Zheng Jie stopped halfway through his sentence, and after a long pause, he continued, "What are your thoughts?"

Meng Changqing had already drunk half a cup of tea. After all, she was back on her own turf, so she was relatively relaxed.

"You ask for my opinion, but I have no good feelings towards savages," Meng Changqing said bluntly. "My father died at the hands of savages."

Zheng Jie was of course aware of this matter. "If that's the case, how dare these savages come to your Beishan County time and time again?" Zheng Jie asked, "Didn't you ever have the thought of killing them?"

"Of course I have," Meng Changqing replied with a smile. "I just think about it."

Zheng Jie chuckled twice and spoke of his views on the savages, "I used to only read about the Jiewan savages in books. At that time, I thought, they are all people, just people from outside Daliang, so why call them savages?"

At the time, I thought it was just the author's prejudice, until I saw those people with my own eyes.

Although I haven't had many interactions with savages, I've observed their methods.

Only then did I realize that they were different from us not only in appearance, but inside and out; they were nothing more than wild beasts with human-like features.

Gossiping about others in private is not the behavior of a gentleman.

Meng Changqing was not exactly a gentleman, but Zheng Jie's words... showed his extreme dissatisfaction with the Xueye tribe's way of doing things. "I share your view," Meng Changqing said, "The Jiewan savages should not be regarded as human beings."

Zheng Jie tapped the table. "Yes."

Once he got it right, Meng Changqing continued, "In that case, is there any need for us to consider their proposal?"

When asked this question, Zheng Jie immediately frowned. After a while, he said, "Let's wait and see if they can be used by us."

"Yes." Meng Changqing said this, but in his heart he thought: Use them. I guarantee they won't say a word once they're used. Who knows what trouble they'll cause? These arrogant idiots.

Judging from Zheng Jie's attitude toward this matter, Meng Changqing could deduce that if the news were reported, most of the court officials would likely share Zheng Jie's views.

Everyone thought that these savages were nothing to worry about, and that the Great Liang would definitely be able to benefit from them.

Meng Changqing should have advised Zheng Jie to stay clear-headed and not to try to negotiate with a tiger.

Ultimately, she also wanted to take this opportunity to reclaim her homeland.

Meng Changqing wasn't exactly lucid either.

Compared to other officials, she was at best a schizophrenic.

The two chatted for a while longer. After all, it was late at night, and they were inevitably exhausted. Zheng Jie yawned as he sat there, and Meng Changqing said softly, "Sir, it's late. The yamen runners have cleaned up the rooms. Why don't you go and rest for a while?"

“Okay.” Zheng Jie didn’t refuse. He came to Meng Changqing’s place because he thought the conditions were better here, and he could even take a nap if he had to wait a long time.

Before going to sleep, he reminded Meng Changqing, "Remember to wake me up if there's any news."

Meng Changqing readily agreed.