Chapter Twenty-Five: Ventilation Message

In the shop, Green Leaf looked at the little girl Honghua who came closely, and asked suspiciously, "Strange, why are you here too?" ”

Honghua and several people looked at her, and said in unison: "Miss asked us to come, saying that she wanted to eat some pineapple cake......

"It's so strange, there are more pineapple crisps in the house, and I don't see Miss likes to eat them on weekdays! Why do you suddenly want to eat some pineapple cake? ”

Green Leaf muttered to herself, she always felt that something seemed strange in her heart, but she couldn't say what was strange for a while, she just chattered on the side.

When the words fell, a little girl in pink immediately echoed: "Who said it wasn't? We don't have anything to eat in the house, Miss just took everyone away in one go! I'm here to buy these things......"

Green Leaf was a careful one, hurriedly grasped the key point of the words, looked at Pink Butterfly and exclaimed, "What did you just say!" You repeat! ”

Fan Die didn't know why, seeing her such a big reaction, she was a little flustered, and said, "There is no ...... for what food you want in the house."

"It's not this sentence, you repeat the following sentence!"

"Send to buy these things......"

"One more sentence!"

"Miss just took everyone away in one go......"

Green Leaf suddenly realized and muttered, "Yes, yes!" ”

"I see, I see!"

The Pink Butterfly was still at a loss, not understanding the truth and asked, "Sister Green Leaf, what's wrong?" ”

Green Leaf looked anxious, and shouted urgently, "Quick, go back, we've been fooled!" ”

Although everyone didn't know the reason, they all hurried back, and for a while, they even forgot to buy the things Yang Nannan ordered!

When everyone rushed back sweating profusely, they saw Rong He pulling Yang Nannan to pick out those colorful noodles at a small noodle stall.

"Sister Fairy, I want this ......"

Yang Nannan picked a brightly colored Dunhuang flying fairy-faced man, and looked very happy.

Rong He helped her get the small noodle man, and the corner of his eye glanced at the girls who hurried back, but were frozen in place, full of doubts.

Fortunately, she rushed back just now, if she was a little late, I was afraid that it would not be good......

At first, when Yang Nannan used the method to successfully break away those slaves, although this method was effective, it was too naΓ―ve and obvious after all, after all, it was only a three or five-year-old girl, and she guessed that those slaves and maids would soon find the flaw and turn back.

At that time, it will be self-defeating to search for her in the whole city, and it will be self-defeating!

Why don't you continue to lurk around those wicked people, find out the places where the children and girls are sold and detained, wait for rescue, and cooperate with the outside world!

Night, silent as water.

At the third watch, the night sky tonight was dark, without moonlight and stars, Ronghe pursed her lips and looked at the carriage that came to pick her up, frowning.

"Girl, please!"

Those sturdy men said that they were pleased, but the movements in their hands were not ambiguous at all, and they directly covered her with a black cloth and put her in the carriage half forced, half pushed.

The carriage drove slowly, in an unknown direction, and the road ahead was pitch black.

She stayed quietly in the carriage, praying secretly.

At the corner of the sunny street, Rong He stopped, looked around, and hurriedly used gestures to call a few nearby street children over, after some exchange.

The little beggars in Jiangdu City recognized her, they were all familiar with each other, and when they heard her finish telling the matter, they all immediately said indignantly: "I'll just say why we have so many fewer people recently, it's all caused by these dog mongrels!" Fuck, these brutes in human skins......"

"Xiao Hei, the matter will be entrusted to you, please be sure to spread the news!"

The beggars led by Xiao Hei immediately nodded and promised: "Don't worry, I will help you pass on the news even if I do my best!" ”

The next morning, in Kyoto, inside the Imperial Palace.

Emperor Chu half-squinted, listening to the ministers under the court one by one, a little tired.

After listening to it in the morning, it was all trivial things, he rubbed his aching temples a little, suppressed the anger that was about to explode in his heart, and said, "Aiqing, you still have important things to do!?" ”

When the words fell, the hall suddenly became silent and quiet.

The ministers below are all secretly looking at me, I look at you, eye contact, but they are a little unsure of the meaning of the top, and no one dares to speak easily!

"Is that all there is to it!?"

"You need me to decide these small things personally, what do I want you to do!?"

Emperor Chu was furious, and smashed the music on the table to cover his face, and everyone suddenly trembled like cicadas, knelt on the ground, and didn't dare to gasp.

Halfway through, Emperor Chu sneered, and his face became more and more ugly.

If a country has no major events to play every day, either the country is prosperous, the wind and rain are smooth, and there is a harmonious and auspicious atmosphere, or the superior cannot hear or see, and has become the ears of a deaf man in this court, but it is just an ornament!

The first emperor was diligent in government and loved the people, and the country was governed more and more powerful, but since the first emperor died three years ago, since he ascended the throne, these people have nothing to do every day, and he knows nothing about the world!

If the foundation laid by the ancestors of the first emperor is destroyed by his hands, what will he have to face the ancestors and ancestors after he dies!

Murong Feng knelt in the hall, looked at the man in the court with an angry face, stepped forward, held a white jade wat and played: "Father, the son has a plan to play!" ”

Hearing the voice, Emperor Chu looked down, and saw a young man dressed in a dark court robe, wearing a purple and gold hair crown, slender and handsome, under the quiet court.

He frowned slightly, looking at him for a while, he couldn't remember his identity and name, judging from the court clothes on his body, hair crown and other things, it was clearly a grade of clothing only for the prince of this dynasty.

When did he have such a handsome son?

I don't know!?

"Ahem!"

He coughed lightly, shifted his gaze slightly in embarrassment, and said solemnly, "What do you have to play!?" ”

Murong Feng lowered his head and said firmly and calmly: "A few days ago, when Erchen was passing by Jiangdu, he received news that there were a large number of lost and trafficked children in the towns around Jiangling! ”

"It is estimated that more than 1,000 children have disappeared without ......."

"Jiangdu? More than 1,000 mouthfuls!? ”

"Have you investigated carefully!?"

Emperor Chu's eyebrows were frowning, his face was very ugly and dignified, Jiangling brought out such a major event, but none of the six departments and others came to report!

Murong Feng replied firmly: "If there is no evidence, how dare the sons and daughters alarm their father!?" ”

As he spoke, he sent someone to hand over a letter, knelt on his knees with his hands, and said, "Erchen please go and investigate this case in person!" ”