Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

As soon as Meng Changqing finished reading Bafang's letter, he saw Dai Dongwen frowning and knocking on the door, "Master, someone is coming to see you."

Looking at his expression, Meng Changqing knew without saying much, "Is he from the Meng family?"

Dai Dongwen said: "It's Meng Xiaowen. He asked you to go over there to pay your respects. I said you went to bed after a long journey and asked him to wait in the concierge. Do you want to see him?"

"No, you said I was sound asleep and couldn't wake up for a while, so you asked him to play with himself."

"Hey."

Dai Dongwen returned not long after he went out, "Master, he refused to leave and sat down in the concierge."

"Let him be."

"Yes, I asked people to keep an eye on him. He has an unstable temper and will leave on his own before long."

The man was indeed unstable, but he did not leave as Dai Dongwen expected. Instead, he started making a noise directly at the door of the house.

"Call people out! This brother of mine has been waiting here for a long time. Doesn't it mean that Meng Changqing doesn't even recognize his brother when he becomes an official?"

Dai Dongwen and other servants of the Meng family watched him making a noise, neither stepping forward to stop him nor blocking the view of the people watching from a distance.

"Let Meng Changqing come out! My brother is waiting for him outside, but he is sleeping peacefully inside. Where did he learn the etiquette, justice and shame?"

"Yes." Meng Changqing had already taken a shower and changed her clothes. She stepped out of the house steadily, "Why don't you ask yourself this? Oh yes, you must have learned it from your father, and your father is He learned it from his father. You are a good tutor, which is really admirable."

Chu Mufeng stood beside Bafang. The Meng Changqing he knew was gentle, courteous, humble and cautious when dealing with people. It is rare to see such a sinister and sharp appearance now.

"What do you mean?" Meng Xiaowen restrained his expression and stared at Meng Changqing's expression, which seemed very unpleasant.

"What? You skipped class again, or is it that your brain has shrunk and you can't even understand the words?" Meng Changqing said with a smile: "I scolded you, not only you, but also your father and your grandfather."

Meng Xiaowen had probably never seen such a straightforward scolding battle, and he didn't react for a while.

Meng Changqing took this opportunity and continued: "How does your grandfather get along with his brothers? I haven't learned his essence yet, otherwise how can you stand in front of my door properly?"

"You said..." He realized that with his eloquence, he couldn't scold Meng Changqing, so he just said two words and punched Meng Changqing. Meng Changqing has practiced martial arts all year round, and she was already on guard when provoking the other person. How could she let such a young man get close to her?

The opponent was still one step away from him, so Meng Changqing aimed directly at his ankle and kicked him.

Meng Xiaowen lay on the ground holding his feet, wailing continuously.

"My foot is broken!"

Among the people who were looking secretly from a distance, two people rushed over, helped Meng Xiaowen sit up, asked him about his injury, and hurriedly carried the person away.

"Master Bai, I made you laugh." Meng Changqing said: "Let's go back and have a cup of tea. Don't be too noisy. Uncle Dongwen, are there any new snacks in the city recently? You pick out some delicious ones and buy them back."

"Yes."

Dai Dongwen went to make arrangements, and Meng Changqing brought Chu Mufeng to the front hall and personally cooked a pot of tea for him.

"This is the tea that was given by the East Palace in the past. It has been stored for more than a year, and I don't know how it tastes anymore." Meng Changqing put the tea cup in front of Chu Mufeng, "I would like to ask Mr. Bai to have a taste. If you don't like it, you can change it to something else." of tea.”

Chu Mufeng picked up the tea cup and said, "It smells very good."

The two of them chatted while holding tea cups, and as they talked, they talked about Meng Xiaowen just now.

"Excuse me for talking too much, what is the relationship between that person and you just now?" Chu Mufeng was completely relaxed and asked this question. He regretted it as soon as he said it, "If you don't want to say it, just pretend that I didn't..."

"What is there that you don't want to talk about?" Meng Changqing's expression was natural, and he obviously didn't take these things to heart. "You are a decent person and don't like to listen to these gossips, so you don't know about these old things. I don't know anything about this family." What a secret it is, anyone who is interested can find out by asking.

Speaking of which, I am from the same clan as that Meng family. "

"Master Bai must find it strange." Bafang came in with snacks, "General Meng is from outside the capital, how can he be of the same clan as the Meng family in the capital?
In fact, the two families are not only from the same clan, but also very close. "

Meng Changqing simply let Bafang speak and picked a piece of snacks to eat slowly with tea.

"The young master who came today is named Meng Xiaowen. He is of the same generation as my young master. He was born in the same year. He is only two or three months older than my young master. However, he often emphasizes his elder brother status in front of my young master." (End of this chapter.) )