"Childe, I wonder if you still lack an old slave to serve with you?"

After bidding farewell to the city defense lieutenant of Anqing Prefecture, Feng Qing'an went on the road, and not long after walking on the official road, an old farmer with a flat shoulder came up with a smile, and Mao recommended himself.

"Uncle, I am a person who lacks service, and I will not choose an old man like you who has half of his body in the ground!"

Feng Qing'an couldn't help but laugh when he saw the old man who stopped in front of him.

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