A thousand stone of grain is not much, but certainly not little either. Even for the Guan family, it would take a whole night to gather.
Therefore, Mr. Guan returned home one night later than the others.
Because Zhao Hanzhang was assertive and had Mr. Guan in her grasp, the Guan family dared not bargain with her.
When Mr. Guan returned to the Guan family, he was thin and exhausted; it had only been three days, but it felt like a lifetime.
He hated Zhao Hanzhang, but hated the County Magistrate more. If it wasn't for him pointing him out, how would Zhao Hanzhang have targeted him?
He wiped his face, threw the cloth towel into the basin with a vicious toss, and asked, "What's the County Magistrate Su up to now?"
Guan Dalang whispered, "He's doing well. With County Magistrate Sun absent and the Chief Clerk dead, he is basically the one running errands for Zhao Hanzhang in the county government now."
