Ning Yue looked at this group of embroiderers. They were not related to her, but they were still worried about her safety.
"Don't worry, the county magistrate will definitely deal with it impartially this time. I believe the county magistrate will definitely give everyone an explanation."
Hearing Ning Yue's words, the embroiderers were shocked.
"Miss, our boss is the county magistrate's brother-in-law. Will the county magistrate easily punish him?"
"Don't worry, I won't say anything else. Your boss won't be able to continue what he's doing. Are you willing to come with me?" Ning Yue asked.
This group of embroiderers was honest and simple. She had plans. In addition, there was a textile factory. In ancient times, there were no modern clothes-making machines. They relied on handicrafts, so twenty embroiderers were still not enough.
"We're all willing to go with you. I'm just worried that our boss won't let us go or let you off."
