Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

"Yes." Meng Changqing said, "I can understand your mood. When I went to the military camp to select people, I couldn't bear to select someone as ambitious as you.

It's really wronging you to follow me. "

"No grievance." Xiao Feng seemed to rarely speak in public, and he felt embarrassed when he said it. "It is an honor for a small person to follow an adult. If the adult becomes prosperous in the future, those of us around us will naturally benefit from it."

Meng Changqing smiled and said: "Then just wait until I get rich. I will never forget you then."

In the morning, everyone was still busy watering the crops in the fields, but things changed in the afternoon.

Meng Changqing thought it was going to rain.

By night, the rain had finally come down. Watching this, Meng Changqing was both happy and worried. He was happy that he could save a lot of trouble in the fields, but he was worried that many people's houses did not have roofs.

Not to mention the two hundred people before, they work in groups. At least one group has a sheltered room. The only group that does not have it is the twenty-fifth group with the most evil intentions. Meng Changqing is not worried about them.

But Luojia Village is different. There are old and young among them. Especially the families who moved here later, most of them still live in shacks.

How can one stop such rain?
  Meng Changqing couldn't stay in the house any longer, so he simply held an umbrella and went out.

Bafang called Xi Bei in a hurry, and the two of them followed her towards the direction of Luojia Village.

Sure enough, he saw many people building shacks in the rain. Meng Changqing asked the man, "Are there any old people or children at home?"

In the rainy night, the man couldn't clearly see Meng Changqing's appearance and couldn't hear her voice, so he didn't respond rashly.

Upon seeing this, Bafang shouted loudly: "The magistrate asked you, are there any elderly or children at home?"

After hearing that it was the county magistrate, the man dared to answer, "There is a four-year-old child."

"Take your children and important things at home and go to the county government office to take shelter from the rain." Meng Changqing said, "Don't build it. It's raining so hard. It's useless to build it with several layers."

The man obviously couldn't believe that from ancient times to the present, how many ordinary people dared to go to the county government office to take shelter from the rain.

"What are you doing standing still?" Bafang called to him, "Recover quickly and call your family to go to the county government office."

"Yes Yes!"

Meng Changqing walked around Luojia Village holding an umbrella. Anyone who saw that the residence was a shack or someone was outside the residence in the rain would ask, "Is the house leaking?" Are there any elderly, children or infirm people? ’

After this round, the Yamen was already crowded with people from Luojia Village.

Meng Changqing asked people to go to the kitchen to cook hot ginger soup and serve it to the people who came to take shelter from the rain.

Children are heartless, they only call it fun when they see people gathering together. It was the first time for them to enter the yamen, and their curiosity almost outweighed their fear of the government. If their parents hadn't scolded them, the daring children would have climbed onto the official chair in the court.

Meng Changqing came over with the soldiers carrying the ginger soup, "Although it's summer now, we've been caught in the rain, so we'd better drink some ginger soup."

The people were very grateful to Meng Changqing.

But this thank you was mixed with a cough.

Meng Changqing's eyes quickly locked on the coughing person, who was the elder of the Luo clan.

She personally brought a bowl of ginger soup over and said, "The old man must be suffering from the cold. Please drink some."

"Thank you, Mr. Meng." The village chief took two quick sips after taking it, and his pale face softened a little.

"Your clothes are soaked. Do you have replacements at home? I'll send someone to get them." "Thank you, sir, for your kindness." The village chief said, "All the bedding and clothes in the house are soaked. I didn't expect it to be like this this year. It’s raining heavily. Don’t worry about me, adults. There is a brazier next to me and my clothes will dry quickly.”

"I'll find some clothes for you to change into. At your age, you will get sick if you keep wearing wet clothes." Meng Changqing went out and asked Xi Bei for some clothes.

"Although it's a little big, it's better than wet clothes. Please change them quickly."

Meng Changqing cared for him like this because he saw something was wrong with his face, and he was probably ill.

The next morning, the rain gradually stopped, and people returned to their homes one after another, either re-building shacks or building houses, but more often than not they spread out the wet things at home to dry.

Meng Changqing left the county office and wanted to see the situation in Luojia Village. However, before he took two steps, he saw someone returning clothes.

This man is the grandson of the head of Luojia Village, and Meng Changqing recognizes him.

When the man returned his clothes and thanked him, his expression was solemn and a little guilty.

Meng Changqing saw this and asked him: "What's wrong?"

"My father is sick. He spoils me. He didn't wear the clothes you gave him last night, but asked me to put them on." The village chief's grandson shed tears as he spoke.

"You lead the way, I'll go see him." Meng Changqing told Bafang, "Go back and get my medicine box."

"You know how to see a doctor?" The village chief's grandson was slightly surprised.

"It's a bit better. If it's just typhoid fever, just take some medicine and it'll be fine. You don't have to worry about it."

This man brought Meng Changqing to his house. The shack was still dripping with water and no one could live in it for the time being. The village chief's grandson spread something outside for the village chief to lie down.

The village chief was obviously a little confused. Although he half-opened his eyes, he didn't seem to notice Meng Changqing and others coming to him.

"Grandpa, the county master is here to see you." The grandson squatted on the other side and called the village chief twice before he responded. When he heard that the county master was coming, he struggled to get up.

"You don't need to be polite, old man." As Meng Changqing spoke, her hand had already touched his pulse.

At this touch, I realized that his whole body was hot and his pulse was very critical. "Master, turn around and urge Bafang to hurry up."

As soon as Xi Bei saw Meng Changqing's expression, she knew that the lying man was in bad condition. He ran out with a long stride. He saw Bafang on the way, took the medicine box in his hand, and quickly returned to Meng Changqing's side. .

Meng Changqing took a pill and handed it to the village chief's grandson, "Feed this to your grandpa."

At the same time, she took out the silver needle and inserted it into the key acupuncture points.

Meng Changqing looked at the village chief's grandson opposite, "Although I know some medical skills, I'm not proficient in them. I can't cure difficult and serious diseases.

To be honest with you, your grandfather's condition is not very optimistic. He didn't just catch a cold, but his roots were damaged from being overworked for days.

With my medical skills, I can't bring your grandfather back, but other doctors might be able to. I'm going to ask someone to take you to Yangmen County. You have to find a way to hire a doctor to come back. "

The grandson was sixteen or seventeen years old, and he didn't seem to be a very successful person. Hearing Meng Changqing's words, he panicked.

"I don't know if there are any good doctors in Yangmen County."

"In this way, I will write down your grandfather's situation on paper. You can take this piece of paper and go to the drug store in Yangmen County to find the doctor. If he has seen such symptoms in the past, you can ask him to take action." After Meng Changqing finished speaking, He told Bafang, "Quickly go to the stable and bring two horses. Use my horse."