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A portly man in an official robe hurriedly ran in.
"Prime Minister, I... I greet you," he gasped, presumably rushing back, sweating profusely.
Bai Zhi’er looked at his fat head and ears, then thought of the emaciated common people.
She couldn’t help but pout, her little face showing disdain.
Prime Minister Wen’s face darkened, he asked, "It’s the hour of duty, where did the county magistrate go?"
The fat county magistrate was stunned, his small eye ...
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