At noon that day, the sky was particularly beautiful, the temperature was neither high nor low, and even the clouds were scattered in the blue sky.
It's a rare good view.
Bafang placed lunch on the stone table in front of the office and asked Meng Changqing to eat outside.
The two of them sat opposite each other, rarely feeling relaxed.
We were only halfway through lunch when we saw Qi Renli running towards us quickly. Before he could stand still, he said, "Sir, what do you think happened to that Hong Deyu in Dazhou?"
Meng Changqing took the chopsticks and replied casually: "Dead?"
Qi Renli was surprised, "How do you know?"
Bafang also quickly turned their gaze that originally fell on Qi Renli to Meng Changqing.
"He's really dead." Meng Changqing put down her chopsticks. Although she had long expected that Hong Deyu would not live long, when the news of his death actually reached her ears, she was still a little touched in her heart.
But she is a thoughtful person and will not reveal her true thoughts easily in front of Qi Renli.
She poured a cup of tea for Qi Renli, and asked Bafang to bring an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, "Sit down and eat and talk."
Qi Renli picked up the tea cup and drank the tea in one gulp before sitting down. "I heard the news from Zheng Lin. It is said that Hong Deyu is in prison and has not yet been sentenced. He committed suicide out of fear of sin.”
"Do you believe this?" he asked Meng Changqing. At this time, Bafang just put the bowls and chopsticks in front of him, "Thank you."
"I don't believe it." Meng Changqing served him some food, "But this kind of secretly taking people's lives is not uncommon in any dynasty or generation. Brother Qi, don't be too surprised."
"How can I not be surprised?" Qi Renli just picked up the chopsticks but put them down again, and said seriously to Meng Changqing: "Although Hong Deyu is a merchant, his family is rich. He has had many contacts with the government in the past, and his status is higher than Ordinary people.
The magistrate of Dazhou actually didn't care about anything. He didn't even issue a sentence and just attacked Hong Deyu in the prison. It was simply lawless! ”
Meng Changqing quietly moved the plate in front of him, "Don't get excited, it's not worth getting so angry over this matter."
"Sir, when you heard about this, weren't you angry at all?" Qi Renli asked Meng Changqing.
That expression clearly said: We are on the same side, you must be angry with me.
"Of course he is angry." Meng Changqing followed him and said, "In broad daylight, he knows the law and breaks the law. The bet is that the sky is high and the emperor is far away. No one can do anything to him, the governor of a state."
"Are we just going to let him live like this?" Qi Renli asked angrily.
"No, things will turn against each other at the extreme. He has reached the extreme of arrogance, so naturally someone will deal with him." Meng Changqing said: "No one can escape the retribution of heaven."
Qi Renli did not expect that Master Meng of his family would talk about heavenly retribution, "Sir, how long will we have to wait for heaven to bring retribution? Can't we write to the court and ask the court to investigate thoroughly?"
Meng Changqing laughed twice and explained: "As the magistrate of the county, if there is no urgent matter, I cannot go beyond the level to submit a letter to the court. Otherwise, I will go beyond the level to submit a letter to the court, and this official will be done."
"Although you can't skip levels, you can pass Master Wei."
"If this is the case, then I have already done it." Meng Changqing said, "I will give my apology letter to Mr. Futai, and Mr. Futai will report it to the superior, and the court will naturally know what happened in Dazhou.
But it's hard to say how the imperial court will deal with Magistrate Wen. "My lord is far more considerate than my subordinates." "Qi Renli looked at Meng Changqing with admiration, "I believe the imperial court will handle it impartially and thoroughly investigate Dazhou officials. ”
"Thinking about those things is too far away. Let's just take care of Beishan County's affairs." Meng Changqing said in her heart: It's better to guess how Wen Rulu would deal with her.
Wen Ruxu used this method to deal with Hong Deyu, and it was impossible to let her go. I wonder what was written in the memorial submitted to the court by Dazhou? What will be waiting for her next?
But no matter what it was, Meng Changqing didn't have the slightest fear in his heart.
Meng Changqing asked about sericulture again, "How was it going when you and Master Xu went up the mountain? Is this county suitable for raising tussahs?"
"Old man Xu said there is a suitable place on the mountain, but we need to plant oak trees first." Qi Renli said, "I want to let the county government try to grow them for a season to see what the benefits are, and then consider whether to popularize them among the people.
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First of all, due to the incident with the Hong family, the price of tussah silk is unstable. It is too risky to enter rashly. It is better to wait for a season or two.
Secondly, the people from the new village had just arrived. They were busy with spring plowing and building houses. They really had no time to do other things. The stalls in the Yamen were too big, which distracted them.
And to be on the safe side, even if we decide to popularize it, before that, I would like to select a few households, and let the government and those households share the risk and let them try it again, as you said, a pilot project. ”
Meng Changqing said: "You have considered it well, and I fully support sharing the risks during the pilot."
Meng Changqing will never hold back on the way to make money that Qi Renli has found.
After that day, the two of them continued to be busy with their own affairs. Although they both worked in the Yamen, they might not bump into each other all day long, but as long as their minds were focused on one place, they could feel that they were close to each other. .
On March 15th, a servant from the palace came to the Zongfu in the capital.
Butler Shu Bo quickly sent someone to inform Zong Shouqing.
"Eunuch." Zong Shouqing was very polite to the visitor and carefully asked him about his purpose.
"Your Majesty is concerned about the old lady's condition and has sent the younger one to visit. If the condition has not improved, it is best to call the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment in time." The chamberlain knows the emperor's thoughts best and does not dare to have any respect for the people the emperor values. Disrespectful.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'd like to thank you for making this trip." Zong Shouqing personally led the way and explained: "My father occasionally caught wind and cold, and he recovered within a few days. However, he refused to take medicine, and his condition was delayed. It seems a little serious in the past two days.”
The father-in-law listened all the way and waited until he entered the room where Zong Ruwen was recovering from illness, so that he could express his condolences, and persuaded Zong Shouqing together, "You still have to take the medicine, otherwise how can you get better?"
Zong Ru was so confused when he heard about the illness that he didn't even know who was next to him. He thought it was a family member who was bothering him again. He steeled himself and shouted: "I want you to be nagging! Sell you!"
"This..." The father-in-law turned back to look at Zong Shouqing.
Zong Shouqing quickly apologized, "My father is mentally ill. I think he didn't recognize you and offended my father-in-law. Please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter, it just depends on the condition of the old lady... It's better to call the imperial doctor as soon as possible. Even if you don't want to take medicine, two injections can bring some relief."
"Thank you, father-in-law."
The chamberlain hurried back to the palace to report the situation, and soon an imperial doctor came to see him.
After all, he was an imperial doctor, and his medical skills were unparalleled by those of ordinary doctors. After a few silver pricks, Zong Ruwen became more awake soon after, and he vaguely remembered who he seemed to have scolded.
After calling his son over and asking, he found out that someone from the palace had been here, "Your Majesty probably wants to see me for something, and it's not just about my condition." (End of Chapter)