They take advantage of their honesty; they won't say a word until Er Ya comes back.
Everyone went back to their tents. What good are officials? They have nothing now and can't afford to entertain them.
He Qiu never expected that he would be left out in the cold.
He thought that even if these people didn't like him, they would at least treat him well when they met an official.
He wasn't angry, just a little embarrassed.
"These refugees, upon seeing the prefect, actually... didn't kneel down..." Yao Village Chief's eldest son, receiving He Qiu's icy gaze, spoke softer and softer until he finally lowered his head.
Aunt Yao glared at him with exasperation and whispered, "Can you shut up?"
Before long, Song Ning and his group came out of the yamen and saw several people standing in front of their tent, with a mule cart carrying things behind them.
As soon as Song Ning returned, Village Chief Luo and Village Chief Zhou quickly pulled her into the tent, saying that the people outside had come to see them, apparently about their fight and the matter of giving them subsidies.
Song Ning understood, and she said that the imperial court had always provided subsidies to refugees entering the city, and it was impossible that they would stop receiving them.
Village Chief Luo led Song Yi outside and introduced her, "This is our Er Ya. You can talk to us about whatever you need to do."
Everyone was stunned. What could such a young girl know?
Aunt Yao, seeing that Song Ning was just a young girl, thought she would be easy to talk to and stepped forward to take Song Ning's hand: "You are Er Ya? What a pretty young girl."
Song Ning: ......
Do you think I believe you?
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