Fisherman [ Danmei MTL ]

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When the officials came back to the market with the county magistrate, they were exhausted along the way.

There was just one carriage.

Naturally, only the magistrate and the master could ride. The rest of the officers and soldiers could only be pushed behind the buttocks of the car, and could not be slow. Well, it can't be fast either.

Zhao Qian knew it would look like this a long time ago. He returned to the village and drove the ox cart out of the village.

He followed at the end of the line and looked at the officers and soldiers in front of him who were sweating and dare not swear, and he was leisurely.

"Hey boy, let me sit and rest in the back." About half of the time, the head catcher drove the rest to the carriage, while he waited for his bullock cart to come up.

Zhao Qian stopped the bullock cart, let the head catcher sit in the cart, and handed over water by the way.

After the head raised his neck and took a few mouthfuls, he was comfortable.

"Don't think that I was on the bullock cart because I was lazy. If I hadn't been running back and forth from the market to the village these few days, I would run faster than an adult's horse." Catching was lying on the bullock cart, said lazily.

"Why does the head catcher work so hard?"

"It's the adult's worry..." The head catcher said half of the words and went back.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Qian said, "Head catching. I'm worrying too much. The grassroots are locals and they are familiar with the village and the market. If there is any inconvenience, I will be familiar with the road and share the worries for the adults." Catching his head and touching his chin, he put away his suspicious eyes, and lowered his voice.

" The son of the county magistrate ran out of the house and left a letter to the market on your side. This made the adults anxious! You must know that the son of the adult is a famous beauty in our county, this adults ran out without worry, they chased to the market non-stop, and searched for a few days without finding anyone."

Zhao Qian raised his eyebrows as he listened.

How could this be associated with Zhuang Qingran! 

He concealed his emotions, and continued to respectfully listen to the head catching.

"Not many people know about this. It is one thing for adults to be ordered to make salt this time, and it is another big thing to find the little boy. If you know these clues will be notified to the adults as soon as possible, and the adults will certainly reward you."

"When we return to the market, Caomin will definitely ask people to inquire about the whereabouts of the son." The head catcher waved his hand with satisfaction, and after a few sips while holding the water bottle, he jumped off the ox cart and gave the water bottle to the person ahead. The brothers passed and drank.

Zhao Qian looked at the group of people in front of him, raised a bullwhip, a flash of shrewdness in his eyes.

When he returned to the market, Zhao Qian was one step ahead of the officials to enter the daily fresh food, and rushed to hide Zhuang Qingran.

Only when he returned, he heard Zhou Xiong say that he had gone to the village with Zhou Ge'er. He was relieved, but saved.

Things are down. After clearing the market every day, he invited people from the government to come in.

The officers and soldiers told them to stay in the hall. The county magistrate naturally wanted to arrange a private room.

He ordered the kitchen good food and wine to greet him. He also asked Sun Xiong to go to the barbecue shop and asked Wang Tian to grill some barbecues.