Meng Changqing came back from outside when it was dark outside.
Bafang hurried up to meet him. Seeing that Meng Changqing didn't look at him, he immediately asked Laicai who was following him, "Has the family's affairs been handled properly?"
"Of course." Laicai twisted a handkerchief to Bafang and handed it over, "The young master is standing nearby. What does that family dare to say?"
Seeing Meng Changqing sitting down and starting to write, Laicai pulled Bafang aside, "The young master was going out just now, why didn't you see you? Did you go to complain to the madam again?"
"How can this be considered a complaint? Aren't I afraid that the young master will do something wrong?"
"Why do you always have these worries?" Laicai lowered his voice, "It happened once before. If you do this again, I will follow the young master from now on."
"Where's Ma Lishan?" Meng Changqing, who had just sat on the chair, suddenly remembered such a person and asked in all directions.
Bafang bypassed Laicai and said, "I've always wanted to tell you that I put him in a cell."
Then he added: "I originally wanted to get rid of this person, but Colonel Yang suddenly became serious and said that people who entered the Yamen could not be easily killed, so we had to lock him up temporarily."
"Solve it?" Meng Changqing said: "Well, fortunately, Brother Yang is reliable. If that person is really killed, it will be difficult to deal with."
Laicai pushed Bafang, "You don't even understand what the young master means, how dare you kill someone?"
"No." Bafang said aggrievedly, "Didn't you ask me to deal with him?"
"Yes, I just want you to lock people up." Meng Changqing picked up a pen and wrote something on the paper. "Although we don't have a tacit understanding, the result is exactly what I wanted."
"Doesn't processing mean killing?" Bafang once again asked for confirmation.
"I want to kill someone, how could I ask you to do it?" Meng Changqing asked, "Can you bear it?"
"Although Ma Lishan is a scoundrel, he is still an unarmed common man. I really can't bear to ask me to kill him."
"That's enough." Meng Changqing saw that the ink in the inkstone was not enough, so he added water to grind it himself. Bafang saw that he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the ink stick in his hand.
"I misunderstood what you meant."
Laicai shook his head and said, "This is not the first time that the young master has been misunderstood by you."
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"Now that the county government has been completed, although all the government officials are not uniform, after all, within the officialdom, things must be done in a systematic way. You need to change your ideas."
"Ah?" Bafang was stunned by what Meng Changqing said, and couldn't help but retort in a low voice, "You also said that I need to have rules, and you didn't even look at the lawsuit you just settled before."
"My lawsuit is settled within the rules." Meng Changqing put the written paper aside to dry, "Lai Cai, you'd better go to the back office to accompany your mother."
"Master." Lai Cai said in a helpless tone, "Otherwise, I will follow you from now on."
"No, you do things carefully. Mother can't live without you."
Bafang was complacent, but after feeling happy, he felt vaguely strange in his heart. The young master himself was not a careful person, but precisely because of this, the people around him had to make up for it.
Wouldn't Lai Cai be more suitable to follow the young master than him?
But why doesn’t the young master want to make money?
It is said that Madam is not used to it. Madam has her aunt, Dai Ge, and the new man Mancang beside her. There are many people available, and there is no shortage of people to make money.
Meng Changqing: "I have to wait until tomorrow morning for you Mo."
Bafang came to his senses and immediately accelerated the speed of grinding ink.
In the early morning, when Meng Changqing came out of the study, he happened to see Zhang Yuan coming back from the night shift.
"Captain Zhang, is there anything unusual on the mountain?"
Zhang Yuan shook his head, "Except for those seven people, no one came down the mountain."
"What about the seven people?" Meng Changqing asked again.
"I asked people to take them to build the city wall." Zhang Yuan couldn't help but yawned.
"Thank you, go back and rest."
"Where are you going?"
"Go for a walk on the city wall and come back soon." After Meng Changqing finished speaking, she was about to go out when she heard someone calling her from behind.
"Mom?" Meng Changqing turned around and went back, "Is something wrong?"
