Although the night is still light, it seems that there is a lot of haze in Jiading Mansion after the disaster.

There are many victims surrounding the temporary relief station on both sides of the city gate, and the soldiers in the shed are very busy.

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The knights behind her also followed Qiqi to pull the horse.

The Hongniang turned her head and looked at the refugees not far away from the relief station, dismounted and walked towards them.

In the vague fire, her purple official robe still looked quite eye-catching.

In the court, only a considerable level of officials had this color of official robes.

In the entire Jiading Prefecture, only the prefect who can wear such official robes are also the deputy governor of Chengdu Prefecture Road.

The deputy governor of Chengdu Prefecture Road is the third rank or the third rank. As for the prefect of Jiading Prefecture, it is usually lower.

It has been so many years since Zhao Dongting changed his official title, and the people can naturally recognize it.

Immediately, many people saluted Hong Niang.

"Mr.

But the old customs are still there, and many people still bow down on their knees.

"Please get up."

The Hongniang stopped in front of the refugees and said with a smile.

She was not tall, so she took a slight cushion and looked into the relief station, and asked again: "Can everyone still eat enough?"

The refugees nodded and responded with gratitude, and heard gratitude endlessly.

Since the earthquake, the prefect has ordered people to build a relief station here.

This prevents them, the homeless people from being frozen and hungry.

Often at such moments, we can feel the care of the court most.

The Hongniang said again: "If you have any more needs, you can tell me here.

This official will strive for the fastest speed to make everyone have a new home.”

Most of the people who have moved to this Jiading Mansion are people whose houses have been destroyed during the earthquake.

If not, few people would be willing to leave their hometown.

There was a more yelling sound in the crowd.

No one made a request.

They feel satisfied easily.

At this moment, I am unwilling to cause trouble for Hong Niangzi again.

Hong Niangzi knew it and smiled and said, "If everyone has any needs in the future, it's OK to tell the colleagues of the relief site."

As he said that, he looked up at the night scene, "I have some official documents to be processed, so I left first."

She hadn't returned to Jiading Mansion for several days. The tolerance in the government office reported that a lot of official documents had accumulated and had to be dealt with.

As the prefect of Jiading Prefecture, he manages all kinds of things within the Jiading Prefecture.

The Hongmao doesn’t just do the disaster relief matters well.

Although being an official seems to be superior, he also shoulders responsibilities that ordinary people cannot imagine.

After saying that, seeing that no one was going to speak, the Hongmao nodded and turned around and got on the horse.

Go to the government office.

"Mr. Prefect!"

And at this moment, a shout suddenly sounded in the crowd.

The Hongniang turned her head and her eyes fell on the face of the man who made a sound.

After all, she was also a martial arts monk. It was not difficult to capture this person, "Do you have something to say?"

The man looked about fifty years old and had a beard, although he was a little embarrassed all over his body.

But it can be seen that the original dress was quite appropriate.

He looked at Hongmao, walked slowly to Hongmao's position a few meters away, and said, "I wonder if the prefect can speak with you?"

In the past, I had a bit of reputation.
Chapter completed!