Hearing Steward Han's report, Xue Ya'er nodded and smiled. "Uncle Han, thank you for your hard work. You should go and rest."
"This is what this servant should do."
After bowing to her, Steward Han left the hall to handle his work.
As the head steward, he was as busy as a bee. But even though the work was tiring, he was happy.
After he was injured on the battlefield, he was forced to retire. If not for the General's father's kindness, he might not even have had a place to stay, let alone live a good life like now.
To repay this favor, he vowed to be loyal to the General for the rest of his life and take care of the General's family as if it were his own.
Now that the matter of hiring refugees was handled personally by Steward Han, the Magistrate of Zhu'an Town didn't dare to stand on the side and do nothing.
He quickly ordered the town guards to help maintain order, while the Fei Long Escort Agency brothers recorded the refugees' information and told them the requirements.
