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Yan Qingyu quickly caught up with her, feeling a little reluctant in her heart, and said insincerely: "According to Bendu, let's let Mo Ting pretend." First, you're too stupid and easy to show your stuffing. Second, you look too ugly, I'm afraid you don't look like it. ”

An Wanqing's footsteps stopped abruptly, turned her head to look at him, and patiently explained: "If I dress up as a woman, it will be easy for me to blend in with the disaster victims, and it will not be easy for people to attract attention. Mo Ting is different, he is by the side of the Overseer, I am afraid that no one does not know him, and those victims have just met him today, but I am different, the victims do not know that I am a daughter. ”

"If you say you're ugly, you're not angry." Yan Qingyu had a smile on the corner of her mouth and teased.

"I know the Overseer is worried about me, that's why he said the opposite, why are you angry?" An Wanqing is not salty or light.

"Huh!" The corners of Yan Qingyu's mouth twitched, and she couldn't laugh or cry, "You put gold on your face, when did this governor care about you?" And, in the eyes of the Doge, you are stupid and ugly! ”

"Everyone calls the overseer the most beautiful in the Nanzhao Kingdom, the little girl is naturally not as good as the overseer, the overseer thinks the little woman is ugly, and the little daughter admits it, so what's the matter?" An Wanqing hooked a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and said without being salty or light: "At least, it's better to be ugly than ugly." ”

Yan Qingyu's face changed slightly, the whole person was stunned in place, and she was inexplicably angry in her heart, her phoenix eyes looked at her with wide eyes, but she turned around and walked forward as if nothing had happened.

"Master, the construction of the downstream embankment has begun, do you need to visit it in the afternoon?" Mo Qiu walked over from the cloister and asked.

Yan Qingyu was in an inexplicably bad mood, gave him a blank look, and stepped forward without saying a word.

Mo Qiu was dumbfounded, and the second monk was confused, and hurriedly chased after him, "Master? ”

Yan Qingyu stopped, turned her head and glared at him, "Nonsense! ”

“？” Mo Qiu was stunned in place, his face inexplicable.

Master, my subordinates didn't provoke you, did they?

The next day, the sky was bright.

The victims are now placed in the temple, and today the court distributed relief food, and the victims sat and waited at the gate of the temple early in the morning.

An Wanqing was dressed a little shabby, covering half of her face with a linen cloth, squeezed into the crowd, and deliberately said to herself: "I don't know if the government really distributed disaster relief food this time?" ”

"Girl, be quiet." The old lady reminded her.

An Wanqing pretended to be afraid, shrunk back, and said in a low voice: "It's uncomfortable to be hungry, but fortunately, a big official came to the court yesterday and gave him a ration for the time being." ”

An old man next to him shook his head and sighed lightly, "I'm afraid that as soon as the official leaves this time, half of the grain will be seized." ”

"No, I heard that the senior official personally distributed the food this time." A woman next to her leaned over and whispered.

"Officials protect each other, could it be that the imperial court really sent a good official this time?" A ragged man whispered.

An Wanqing felt strange in her heart, there were no officials around at the moment, they were all victims of the same status, why did everyone seem so nervous that they didn't even dare to speak loudly.

Although she felt strange in her heart, it was inconvenient for her to ask directly.

After thinking about it, he deliberately raised his voice and said, "It's almost dawn, why don't the officials come to distribute food quickly?" ”

Who knows, as soon as the words fell, everyone turned their heads to look at her.

The gaze of everyone made An Wanqing feel a little ominous, and before she could react, she saw a ragged man coming over, kicked her hard, and warned: "Starving ghost reincarnation, you!" If the official is here for a while, talk less and be honest with Lao Tzu! ”

An Wanqing fell to the ground, her arm was broken, she couldn't help frowning, pretending to be very scared, and bowed her head again and again to admit her mistake: "Yes, yes." ”

The ragged man glared at her, and then sat down next to the other victims.

An Wanqing rubbed her sore arm and sat on the spot, quietly raised her eyes to look at the man who kicked her down, and vaguely understood something in her heart.

No wonder they didn't dare to speak, I see.

The old lady gently tugged at An Wanqing's clothes and asked kindly, "Girl, are you okay?" ”

An Wanqing came back to her senses and hurriedly shook her head, "It's okay, I'm stupid, it's common to be beaten." ”

"Girl, alone?" The old lady asked.

An Wanqing buried her head very low, lowered her head and replied, "Yes." ”

"I'm my grandson, and they took me away." The old lady muttered to herself, sighed, and shook her head.

An Wanqing was stunned for a while, and she was inexplicable for a while, turned her head to look at the old lady, and was just about to speak, when she saw a team of officials escorting disaster relief food to the temple.

"Everyone lined up in an orderly manner and went door-to-door to distribute relief food." Mo Qiu shouted at everyone.

Yan Qingyu stood on the steps of the temple with her hands behind her back, scanning everything in front of her, and couldn't help but find An Wanqing in the crowd.

"My lord, the victims have arrived." Ning Yebo said respectfully.

Yan Qingyu nodded, "Let's start distributing food." ”

Ning Yebo walked down the steps and helped Mo Qiu distribute relief food.

I saw that the man who kicked An Wanqing just now suddenly shouted: "Long live the imperial court, thank you to the imperial court, thank you to the Ning Governor's Mansion." ”

The other victims also shouted: "Long live the imperial court, thank you to the imperial court, thank you to the Ning Governor's Mansion." ”

An Wanqing deliberately sobbed and wiped her tears, and the old lady on the side saw her like this, and said with relief: "When the senior official leaves, I will see my family." ”

An Wanqing nodded, and asked seemingly casually, "Auntie, do you know where they were all arrested?" ”

"Who knows, hey, I just hope that the officials of this court will leave soon." The old lady said.

"Oh." An Wanqing's brows furrowed.

Chong Ning Yebo, the victims who queued up to receive food and disaster relief funds, thanked them one by one:

"Thank you, sir."

"Your Excellency is a good officer."

"My lord is really the parent official of the imperial court."

"You don't have to be polite, as a parent official, it is right for the people to ask for their lives, and everyone should line up to receive relief food with peace of mind." Ning Yebo smiled at everyone.

An Wanqing walked in front of Ning Yebo and whispered: "My lord, my father and mother are ......."

Ning Yebo was startled, for fear of being heard by Yan Qingyu and Mo Qiu, so he lowered his voice and gritted his teeth at her and warned: "Shut up, I'll let you see my father and mother when I turn around, take the food and leave." ”

Speaking of which, Ning Yebo gave An Wanqing a sack of rice and fifty taels of silver regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, and An Wanqing was dumbfounded.

So much, is this hush money?

Yan Qingyu, who was standing on a high place, saw this scene, her pupils dilated, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

This girl pretends that the victims can get food? can still receive so much, what is this Ning Zhifu doing?

"Lord Ning, why does this disaster victim have more disaster relief items than other disaster victims?" Yan Qingyu asked with wide eyes.

Ning Yebo naturally didn't know that An Wanqing was a fake, and he was a thief, for fear that she would say something she shouldn't say and want to drive her away as soon as possible, so he gave her more.

"My lord, she has a large family." Ning Yebo hurriedly replied to Yan Qingyu.

An Wanqing hurriedly cooperated with Ning Yebo, and deliberately said to Yan Qingyu: "My lord, there are eight people in the grass people's family." ”

Yan Qingyu stroked her forehead speechlessly, nodded, and said against her will: "It's really a lot." ”

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