The County Magistrate ordered someone to fetch the silver and insisted on paying Meng Yao the consultation fee.
A full ten taels of silver.
Meng Yao thought about it for a moment and accepted it.
Initially, she was pondering whether this favor could get her into the County Magistrate's good graces.
But by offering the consultation fee voluntarily, it indicated a clear-cut transaction.
It seems that he truly is a good official.
Meng Yao gave some instructions on precautions, bowed, and took her leave.
"Mother, don't go." Meng Yao's sleeve was held by An Ge, whose small eyes were filled with reluctance, "An Ge misses you so much."
Meng Yao looked embarrassed.
The County Magistrate also appeared awkward as he stepped forward to pick up An Ge, gently coaxing him, "Be a good boy, An Ge, let go, you've mistaken her for someone else; she's not your mother."
An Ge clung tightly, unwilling to let go, "She is my mother, she is."
