"What?" Mr. Song was so shocked that he broke a beard.
"You can really see it. The seal, the official letter...everything is complete."
The outside steward of the Chen Mansion, who was ordered to find trouble, half-bent down respectfully. After telling his guess, he rubbed his hands anxiously, "Mr. Song, look at how troublesome this is! Could something go wrong? "
"What could be wrong?" Mr. Song shouted, "Isn't it common for the government to interrogate people who are avoiding corvee labor? It's just and logical. You can't make mistakes anywhere."
Rather than scolding the manager, he seemed to be convincing himself so loudly.
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