"Oh my, it's the police officer."
"You came really early today. As soon as I saw you, my heart was filled with joy."
"You are truly the most hardworking officials I have ever seen."
"They get along well with the people and are not afraid of hardship or fatigue. They are really great..."
The fat supervisor walked a short distance to the head of the police, and his mouth was as sweet as honey.
If such an official were given a few more days to work, all the holes in the area he is responsible for would be filled.
By then, he will be the first to complete the task.
Prefect Deng said that it was good to complete the task first and then finish it without forcing the people to work overtime, so he must be rewarded with half a pound of white sugar.
This shows that he did a good job as a supervisor and made reasonable arrangements, so the half pound of white sugar was a reward for the supervisor.
He had seen that white sugar before, and he was reluctant to touch it with his hands.
He had never seen sugar so white in his life.
The cooks were given a small bottle of this precious sugar every day to add to rice porridge.
King Qianhuang is very generous and treats his people very well.
If the emperor came to capture King Qianhuang at this time, they could just beat him to death.
Anyone who doesn't let them live a good life will die.
The chief officer's mouth twitched as he listened to the fat supervisor's words.
Hearing this, he felt both happy and sad.
I have to say that you can't underestimate any small character. What they say makes you unable to argue.
"Well, the officials are also the subordinates of the parents. Who are the parents of the parents? Aren't they the parents of the people?"
"We work alongside the people to help you understand their sentiments."
The chief officer walked up to the fat supervisor and said some nice words with a smile.
The fat supervisor nodded repeatedly and gave the chief official a thumbs-up.
"He's an official, and his speech is different. Educated people speak in a very pleasant way."
"Of course we are. We are all citizens of our fathers and mothers. We are all one community."
The chief officer smiled and glanced back at the dozen or so officers behind him.
"Today, these 15 people will be here to experience the experience. Please, supervisor, please give them some work to do."
"These people are very strong and usually the most diligent among the officials. If they were not diligent, I would not send them here."
The officers who were praised immediately raised their necks and puffed out their chests, looking very strong.
The fat supervisor nodded repeatedly when he saw this. "Not bad, not bad. He looks like a strong man."
"How could the people you lead be wrong? They are all just like you, each one of them is extremely capable."
Looking at these people's pale faces, dark circles under their eyes, and pale lips, they don't look like strong people.
It looked like he had been hungry for days and was also sick.
But after all, he is an official who knows martial arts. Even if he looks weak, he is still stronger than children and the elderly.
He must be good at pulling mud.
The chief officer smiled and patted the fat overseer on the shoulder, "I'll leave these people to you."
"Let them understand the difficulties faced by ordinary people."
"Leave it to me, don't worry." The fat supervisor patted his chest and said with a smile.
Then they must experience the joy of work.
These officials are all big eaters.
Although the amount of steamed buns and steamed buns is based on the number of hairs per person, you can drink as much rice porridge as you want.
His subordinates, young and old, were usually full with a bowl of rice porridge. They couldn't finish the meat and vegetable buns, so they took them home to eat.
These officials are different. They drink two or three bowls of rice porridge from such a big bowl.
After drinking the rice porridge, he ate all the buns he got at noon in one go. He is really capable.
It is said that the little brats can make their fathers poor, and this is not nonsense.
These officers looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, which made them older boys.
If they eat so much and don't do some heavy physical work, it would be a waste of money to eat so much.
The chief officer raised his eyebrows and smiled as he watched the fat supervisor arrange for the officers to pull the carts away.
Those carts were pulled back by them yesterday, and the soil on them has been filled into the pit.
"Gurgle~"
The chief official covered his hungry stomach, licked his lips and looked at the busy cooks.
It’s early in the morning and there’s nothing to eat yet.
The steamed buns are steamed fresh every day, and the cooks are now gathered in groups of three or five to mix the dough and stuffing.
He swallowed as he smelled the aroma of stuffing in the air.
The meat buns yesterday were really delicious. Why don’t he stay and pull some weeds and have a free lunch?
The chief officer's eyes fell on the old man pulling weeds and he turned on his toes slightly.
"Master, are you going to stay and haul mud today too?"
At this time, the fat supervisor who had sent away the group of officials turned around and saw that the leader of the officials had not left yet. His face lit up with joy. Does this mean we need more labor?
When the chief officer heard the words "pull mud", his shoulders started to ache and he quickly shook his head.
"No, no, no, I have to go back and protect the adults today."
Pulling mud is not allowed.
His shoulders were bruised yesterday and the skin has just formed, and it's a very thin scab, but he can't stand being squeezed again.
After saying that, the chief officer didn't dare to stay for a second and left quickly.
.......
"Deng Yushan intends to rebel and openly seized the officials... I beg the Emperor to send troops to arrest Deng Yushan immediately, otherwise something unexpected may happen..."
Shen Yong looked at the contents of the letter and smiled.
After so many days of trouble in Qianhuang City, this is all Qu Yutang found out?
The bound personal guard knelt on the ground, looking at Shen Yong, who was sitting in the first seat, in shock.
Deng Yushan actually works for Chen Yong! !?
Did he hear it right?
Prefect Deng called Shen Yong "Prince"! !?
The most useless youngest son of the Shen family, a playboy who only cares about women, can actually ride on the head of Magistrate Deng.
What is going on?
The adults had always thought that it was Magistrate Deng who wanted to rebel, but after a long time they found out that it was Shen Yong who wanted to rebel.
Magistrate Deng has already defected to Chen Yong.
The personal bodyguard's heartbeat accelerated wildly, he could hardly believe what he saw.
The key point is, aren’t the Shen family members on the road to exile? Why are they here?
He hadn't heard in the capital that the exiled Shen family had escaped.
However, he did hear that the emperor regretted letting the Shen family go and sent people to hunt down the exiled Shen family team.
As for whether the Shen family is dead or alive, few people in the capital know.
No matter what, the Shen family would not appear here at this time.
Could it be that this person just looks like Shen Yong?
The personal guard frowned in confusion.
"Are you...Shen Yong from the Shen family?"
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