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... rial court.

Mr. Zhou took charge of the banks in several counties in the south of the Yangtze River.

 Zhu Dashao was in charge of several northern counties.

It’s just that Gu Fei hasn’t seen Mr. Zhou and his wife for a long time.

 She couldn't help but ask: "Is Sister Dan okay now?"

Auntie nodded, "Okay, she gave birth to a son a few years ago, and now he is six or seven years old, and his life is getting better and better."

“Although Mr. Zhou is a bit o ...

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