In the meantime, someone came to buy groceries, and the buyer saw that Tan Wanqing was very beautiful, and he was dazzled, and he paid very happily, and there was even the person with a hippie smiling face, who bought a woman's head flower at the stall, turned his hand and gave it to the beauty, and when he paid, he actually touched her fingertips with a little deliberate.

Tan Wanqing immediately lowered her head and withdrew her fingers into her sleeves, as if she didn't care much about sorting out the groceries, and when she got up again, the soldiers hadn't left yet.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the other party's gaze is getting colder and more gloomy, and the aura is so powerful that people can't ignore it.

The aura on several sergeants was already incompatible with the people around them.

The people sitting there had a chilling momentum, and even the people around the stall were unconsciously deserted.

In such a cold air, he didn't say a word, just sat alone, and the atmosphere was very awkward.

The identity of her and Rui Zhu, in the face of the sergeant, was already weak and afraid, and the person sitting in front of him did not seem to be an ordinary soldier, but should be a military attaché, but I don't know which one is under the command of Master Xie, even if he is full of doubts, he can't be offended.

Even Ruizhu only secretly scolded a few brute forces in his heart for not leaving, but he didn't dare to make a sound out of his face, let alone pull down his face, he only bent down and pretended to take charcoal, and he was busy out of nothing.

Tan Wanqing was busy all morning, she was already exhausted, hungry, if she usually wanted to take a break and drink some hot soup to moisten her throat and warm her abdomen, but because this was a military master in front of her, she was very lazy, so she had to get up and deal with it.

Although she lowered her head and stirred the soup silently, she was still a little surprised by her gaze, and she couldn't help but think more, after entering the city, she didn't feel anything wrong.

and Ruizhu, although they don't say that they are people with their tails between them, they are almost the same, they have never walked around the streets and houses, and they have never been at odds with people, or they have had quarrels to offend people, and they should not show any horses' feet.

Tan Wanqing's hairline sideburns were a little sweaty, the charcoal ash fell on her face, and her hands were rubbed against wisps of black ash stains because of the charcoal bucket several times, and there was a bit of a wolf.

When the soup was ready, she picked up the hot jar, slowly filled the empty bowl, and then picked up the tongs and carefully set aside some charcoals, and heard the man who had been sitting there silently suddenly opened his mouth.

"Zhang Xian!"

"The subordinates are here!" A sergeant on the right immediately stepped forward.

The voice of the seated person was light and cold, as if he was saying it to Zhang Xian, and as if it was to the nearest woman, he said slowly: "In order to prevent people from abandoning farming and engaging in business to escape servitude, from now on, we will inspect the household registration of all the people who enter and leave the city, and compare the age and appearance of the household registration to make a household number. ”

After a pause, the last few words were actually gritted teeth, and said word by word: "...... Monk membership is no exception. ”

When Tan Wanqing heard the four words of impostor, she had already subconsciously clenched the fire tongs in her hand, and the last few words made her hand shake suddenly, and a piece of charcoal shavings that burned red actually splashed towards her, and suddenly fell on her wrist, and the person with a cold face on the opposite side suddenly stood up when he saw this scene.