"Young master, you are really ruthless." Bafang had never seen this side of his young master before.

"What's the hell, scare them." Meng Changqing said, "I want to punish only the one who was slapped, they must think that I have a good heart, and they dare to make trouble over trivial matters when the time comes."

But if I punish both, they will be afraid. ”

"If no one had come forward to intercede just now, wouldn't you really cut off one of his hands?"

"I wouldn't have cut it without his plea, there is a shortage of doctors and medicines in this place, and what is the difference between cutting off a hand and cutting off his head. Your young master, I am the best at finding the steps for myself, just find a reason to bring it over. ”

"Then you also said that even the guarantor will be cut together."

"If you don't say this, someone will vouch for the wicked." Meng Changqing looked in the direction of cooking porridge, "I seem to smell the aroma of porridge." ”

"The first pot should be almost ready." Bafang said, "I'll go and put a few bowls first, let's eat first." ”

"Okay, you go." His gaze swept to Chu Mufeng, who was not far away, "Lord Bai, the porridge is ready, let's call the big brothers for lunch." ”

Chu Mufeng responded with his hand and asked Zhou Qiwen to take a few people to eat first.

Meng Changqing returned to the back of the carriage and horses.

Liang Jiu kept warming her ink with charcoal, and when she came back, she asked, "What's going on over there?" ”

"Noisy fights among the people are not a big problem, and they have been dealt with." Meng Changqing picked up the pen, first looked at what he had written before, checked that there was nothing wrong with the words, and then continued to write.

Wen looked at what she had written, and leaned sideways to add charcoal to the charcoal basin.

Bafang ran over here with a casserole, "Madam, young master, aunt, dry porridge just out of the pot." ”

"What else are you running?" Liang chirped to stop him, "Let's eat together." ”

"I'll go to the cauldron to help, I'll eat later, you don't care about me."

Wen put away the inkstone in front of Meng Changqing, "Changqing, let's drink porridge first." ”

"Yes."

Open the lid of the casserole, this porridge is cooked sincerely, and you have to use chopsticks to eat it.

With the cakes and pickles bought from Liangzhou City, a bowl of porridge will make you feel full.

When Liang Jiu was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Wen Shi said, "Changqing, I see that you have been writing New Year's greetings, according to the regulations of this dynasty, officials who have been in office for less than a month, even if it is a New Year, do not need to report to the officials. ”

"Mother, you also said that you don't have to, it's not that you can't.

Only give me 30 stone of food, do you still expect your wife to have a peaceful New Year? Meng Changqing said, "It makes no sense that I am eating wind and soil here, but he is eating fragrant noodles in Yamen."

Saying that, I was angry, I didn't even give a yamen, I still have to dig a hole by myself, when I am a vole? ”

Meng Changqing spread out the paper and continued to write.

Other people's New Year's greetings are all congratulations to the New Year, wishing Shangguan good health and prosperous official luck, and the last two sentences bring things within their control, which are basically peaceful for the wife, please rest assured.

Meng Changqing is different, she has written five pieces of paper so far, only the first two sentences are congratulatory words, and the back is full of problems in Beishan County.

The county is not a county, the home is not a home, the people are not the people, there is no place to live, there is no shelter from the wind.

Prominently described, he was deeply aware of the necessity of building the city wall, but there was a lack of manpower and no material resources to support it, and with this situation, there was absolutely no possibility of building a city wall.

Meng Changqing wrote one, Wen Shi looked at one, and felt that her words were too sharp, so he picked up a pen to help her change it.

"Hey, why do you cook porridge at this point today?" The people digging the pit were also observing the movements of the soldiers.

"The official is hungry, but he definitely doesn't have our share." The man approached the person who had just been questioned and whispered, "I just glanced at it from a distance, and it was full of bowls of porridge, all dry. ”

"When you add water later, maybe you can give us a bowl too?" He swallowed as he spoke.

"Maybe, I hope the official is kind-hearted."

If he doesn't say this, the man who swallows his saliva is still looking forward to it, and when he mentions this, he doesn't look forward to it.

That official master wants to cut people's hands at every turn, what kind of person can he be?

He fell back disappointed, and listened to the officers and soldiers guarding them say, "The first group, put down the farm tools and follow me." ”

The crowd followed anxiously, but they followed to the place where the porridge was cooking.

Take the bowl and chopsticks, and take the porridge, which is the same as what the soldiers eat, a bowl full of dry porridge.

The group was amazed, but when it came to their mouths, no matter what, they had to eat it first.

Just as they were eating with their heads bowed and eating violently, officers and soldiers passed by in front of them and put a pinch of small pickles into each of their bowls.

"Hey, that's ......"

The man was holding the bowl, and before he could speak, he heard the officer and soldier who gave the pickles shouting: "Don't speak!" Hurry up and eat! After eating, go back to work! ”

When they had finished eating and washed the dishes, the officers and soldiers took them back and replaced them with the fifth group to eat.

The first group picked up the tools and continued to work, but asked in a low voice, "Why not the second group?" ”

"I see! It's to see which side is digging deeper. Alas, everyone don't pretend, just eat dry porridge, and they all exert their strength to do it. ”

Not only did he understand it, but the other groups also understood the rule.

So when the officers and soldiers skipped the seventh group and shouted other groups one after another, and those groups were not as deep as they dug, Sha Zhu asked the officers and soldiers with a smile, "Master Bing, did you forget to call us?" ”

"I didn't forget." The officer and soldier who was questioned said loudly, "Your group caused trouble today, not only the two who were fighting, but the others were also at fault, they failed to persuade them when they were scolding, and they couldn't pull away when they were fighting, and they had to work us, and even alarmed the county lord."

Your whole group will be punished for being the last one to eat this meal. ”

Shazhu was yelled at and shrank back into the crowd and didn't dare to speak.

Yu Youcai waved the hoe in his hand even harder, and finally it was their turn to be the last group, and when everyone followed the officers and soldiers to the place where the porridge was cooking, they didn't expect to eat anything this time.

can see that the bowl is full of a bowl of dry porridge, as well as the pickles on the porridge, the last group of them can eat so well, there will be no bread to eat in front, right?

"What are you doing stupidly?" The officers and soldiers who handed out the porridge shouted, "Eat." ”

Zuo Datou happened to come over, he was very impressed by the person who dared to stand up and plead, and nodded to Shazhu, "Everyone eats the same meal this time, but the order is different." But from dinner, it was a question of which group did more and which group ate more. ”

Sha Zhu grasped the point, "And dinner?" ”

"Of course, from now on, you can eat three meals a day, as long as you are willing to work, you can definitely eat enough."

Meng Changqing wrote a ten-piece 'congratulatory message', and after Wen made a slight revision, she copied it on the official text.

After writing, she dried the paper, put it in a box, and waited for it to be handed over to her uncle on the fourth day of junior high school.

"Hago!" Meng Changqing shook her right hand and raised her voice to ask Bafang to lead her horse over.

"Where are you going?" Liang asked her.

"When I come to repair the city wall, I must know how long it will be built and what the terrain will be." Meng Changqing took off the big and wore it backwards, stepped on the stirrup, and jumped up.