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Chapter 172 Picking up Official Uniforms

"Hey, that's right. Daliang, summon some people to come over and accompany our Lord Bo to the granary. Tell the brothers to work more quickly. Today, we will have enough food." Qingyun said proudly.

For people who have never had enough to eat, the word "Guan Sati" is more beautiful than any other word!

"Okay!" Tian Duoliang came over and called the people who came to the village. He helped the master and left. They had to hurry up, get the food and eat early.

"Daliang, ask Aunt Li to cook more, I want to be full too!" Qingyun yelled at Tian Duoliang's back.

Her appetite is a bit big, but she has to treat everyone equally!

Bai Yanheng and the others saw with their own eyes that after Qingyun finished roaring, Tian Duoliang staggered as he walked out happily.

Bai Yanheng and the others are the only ones left at the execution ground. They won't move if Qingyun doesn't leave.

Bai Yanheng asked him, "Master, aren't you going back to the county office?"

"No hurry, wait."

Qingyun wandered around the execution ground. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that all the people in the village had left. He lost all scruples and climbed onto the execution platform. He went straight to the corpse of the county magistrate and quickly took off his clothes.

Seeing Qingyun's skillful moves, Bai Yanheng's eyes flashed with astonishment. He could no longer see through Shangguan Qingyun.

Bai Shaojie and the others were stunned by Qingyun's thunderous operation. They were all dumbfounded and looked at him with wide eyes. Then they turned to look at Bai Yanheng. What they expressed in their eyes was: Master, look at who you are looking for. Shangguan Qingyun has such a perversion.

Hobbies?

Bai Yanheng ignored everyone's gazes and glanced at Bai Shaojie. The corner of Bai Shaojie's mouth twitched, and then walked to Qingyun, "Master, why are you stripping a dead man's clothes? If you want to change clothes, let's go to a clothing store on the street to buy new ones.

of."

Qingyun rolled his eyes at him, "You don't understand."

As a county magistrate who is about to take office, she has three indispensable documents, official seal, and official uniform. She has the other two, only the official uniform is missing.

She was so worried before that she didn't know where to get official uniforms. Unexpectedly, it took a strange turn, and she didn't have to go out to find it. Now it was delivered to her door. Tsk, even God was helping her.

This county magistrate cannot do his job properly!

She would not tell them about losing her official uniform even to death.

Everyone's eyes twitched, it's so perverted, it's strange that they understand!

"Master, this is an official uniform. It's useless for you to take it. You can't wear it." Bai Shaojie felt that he had to persuade him again. Qingyun had a bad habit of stripping off people's clothes at every turn.

After the siege, his impression of Qingyun changed a lot. Although this man was constantly in trouble and liked to cause trouble, he had to say with conscience that Qingyun was a man who could create miracles. In the end, he could do whatever troubles he caused.

solve.

Although the process was a bit thrilling, it is undeniable that he is a very courageous person, and people are unconsciously impressed by his soul power and make people obey his orders.

It would be better if he could get into less trouble.

"I'm useful."

Qingyun pushed Bai Shaojie away and said no more. He faced everyone's horrified eyes. He didn't mind the blood stains on the official uniform, let alone the bad luck of the dead man. He quickly took off the official uniform, rolled it into a ball, and took it.

With it in hand, walk outside the execution ground.

"Let's go back to the county office for dinner."

………………

In the back hall of the county government office, Song Wenqian and others had been here for a while, and Mrs. Miao Wang Chaoming and others came to the county government office with them. The back hall could not accommodate so many people, so some people stayed in the yard and looked at the gorgeous houses.

, very reserved.

Song Wen went to see no one from Qingyun, so the old man didn't need to ask. The few waiting servants were very smart and rushed over to talk about the matter.

"Young Master, you are so awesome!" After listening to this, Lanhua held her face in her hands and praised.

Qingyun and the others have all left, and there is no one in charge of the county government except Heiba ​​and the others. Song Wenqian came just in time.

"Uncle Song, what should we do with these people? It's not appropriate to stay here all the time." Heiba ​​pointed to the tied up family members of the county magistrate and asked. There were several good-looking women inside, which attracted the men in the village to look around.

"What did Qingyun say?" Song Wenqian looked over there and saw that the women and children left behind were difficult to deal with.

"Master Qing said we would talk about it after he comes back."

"Find a wing and lock it up until he comes back to deal with it. Send people to carefully search the county office, especially the houses of the county magistrate and his family, and collect valuable items to return to the people."

Qingyun loves money a little bit, but he has a good sense of proportion. He will not covet what is not his, and will eventually return it to the people.

A beautiful woman, even if she is afraid of crying, will cry until she is full of tears, which is very beautiful.

They were either snatched back by the county magistrate or presented to them. They were not loyal to the county magistrate. When they heard that the magistrate was dead, their eyes flashed and they turned against this group of people. Especially Heiba.

Ogle.

It's a pity that the charming eyes were thrown to the blind man.

Heiba ​​frowned and looked at the women who were blinking non-stop, wondering what was wrong with this, eye twitching?

He said "yes" and called a few people to escort them to the wing. There was no sympathy at all. The women looked at him with shame and anger. They had never seen such a ignorant man.

Heiba ​​didn't know what the woman was thinking, so he led people to search the backyard.

"Calligraphy, painting, books, antique bottles are easy to break. You have to put them away carefully. It is best to pack them in boxes. If you see official uniforms, bring them to me." Song Wenqian was worried and said again, especially official uniforms.

I have always kept it in mind.

The county magistrate is dead, and it is useless to keep the official uniform here. The next county magistrate will take office. If there is an official uniform, a dead person will not wear it. It is too bad luck. You can use it for Qingyun to wear.

As expected of a teacher and student, they both think the same thing.

"I know, Uncle Song."

"Sister-in-law Li, take your sisters-in-law to the kitchen to cook. They will definitely be hungry when they come back. Cook more and don't be reluctant to give up food. Come here and take them."

Song Wenqian waved to a certain boy. The boy was stunned for a moment, then was pushed by the person next to him. He ran over in surprise, nodded and bowed to please: "Master, don't worry, I will take good care of it and bring it to the county.

I know where the government's vegetables and grains are kept."

This group of people can make them work, which proves that they are valuable, but the fear of being left to dry means that they are not far from death.

Aunt Li understood Mr. Song's words. The young master has a big appetite, and with all the burden they put on him, he never had enough to eat.

It's rare for the county government to have grain and rice. If we don't make more so that the young master can have a full meal, we will be sorry for the rice grain.

The other servants who were left on standby looked at Song Wenqian eagerly.

"You clean and tidy up the wing they searched. The beds and quilts must be made for us to use."

The servants were very happy because everyone had something to do.

How long did Qingyun attack the city? How long did Song Wenqian worry about it? After receiving the news that Qingyun was safe, he relaxed his tense spirit and helped arrange these locks.
Chapter completed!
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