Chapter 224

The master's face was gloomy: "even if I was pecked by an eagle, I didn't expect you to be a member of the imperial court."

Mu Zhihuan shrugged: "you're wrong. I'm not from the imperial court now, but I'll be there soon."

With that, Mu Zhi jumped out of the carriage and came to the head of the family: "I really just want to see my own field below. It's just that a lion like you has a big mouth. I'm a weak woman. I have no way but to report to the official."

The master looked at mu Zhihuan and said, "I don't see where you look like a weak woman."

Mu Zhihuan looked at him condescending: "it's right not to see it, because I don't see where you look like a person. You treat a group of children like that. You're waiting to die worse."

With that, mu Zhihuan crossed his ugly face and came to the back of a little ink clothes: "where are the children?"

Mo Yi pointed to the back of the team: "there."

Mu Zhihuan padded up her toes and looked at it. She did see the child who had just been beaten: "well, it's hard for you. Everyone else should close the prison car. It's the one in charge. Put it behind the prison car and drag it away."

Mo Yi was stunned. At first, mu Zhihuan was joking. After looking at her serious eyes, she nodded: "OK."

In the carriage back to the city, mu Zhihuan took a worried look at the abused / treated children outside: "what are you going to do with these children?"

Gu Mingxuan frowned: "if there is no disability, it's OK to say that they can be adopted by people who have no children, but like these broken hands and feet... It's hard for anyone to be willing to adopt such children."

Although mu Zhihuan has a lot in mind, he also knows that those people who adopt children just want a descendant to support themselves when they are old. Like these disabled people, they may not even be able to solve their food and clothing, not to mention supporting two old people in the future.

Understanding belongs to understanding, but so many children can't shout that they are thrown into the street to live and die?

Looking at mu Zhihuan so worried, Gu Mingxuan hugged her: "didn't you use those homeless children in your own field when you were in Dawei? These children, you will see if there are any posts they can be competent for, and I will ask my father for a supplement to your factory."

Mu Zhihuan also thought about this question: "but those who are still healthy certainly have no problem, but what about those who break their hands and feet?"

Although Mu Zhi huanbai can afford to raise these children, she must be able to afford it, but he has self-esteem. Let these children eat and live for nothing under his own hands. Don't think about it. Something will happen soon.

"Then I'll go back and ask my father to see what he says."

Mu Zhihuan nodded. Shenzhen can directly send these children to welfare homes in the 21st century, but obviously there is no such thing in this era.

All the way back to Ducheng, mu Zhihuan directly followed them to the cell.

The master in the iron prison was too tired to stand up. Looking at mu Zhihuan, his eyes were still very insidious: "what else do you want?"

Mu Zhihuan didn't pay attention to him at all. Instead, he said to the two guards around him, "go and find me a bucket of water with salt."

Although the two guards didn't understand what she wanted the salt water to do, they quickly prepared it for her.

Looking at the bucket of salt water, Mu Zhi Huan took the whip hanging on one side and stuffed it into one of the people's hands: "dip this in salt water and smoke him."

The bodyguard was stunned. He probably didn't expect that mu Zhihuan, such a beautiful woman, should be so cruel, but at the urging of Mu Zhihuan, he still moved his hand.

In the first few times, the man in charge was still able to hold on, but later, with more and more rotten skin, salt water was sprinkled on it, and his expression of pain was distorted.

However, mu Zhihuan didn't let him go at all. He just stood aside and looked coldly, and then asked, "what's the taste of being whipped?"

The dead duck in charge said, "naturally, it's very cool. Why? Do you want to try?"

Mu Zhihuan smiled coldly: "I can't. let you taste it with your second brother."

Then he asked someone to call the strong man in ink.

After seeing what the strong man looked like now, the leader immediately shouted, "you bitch / person! Bully us with many people, don't you?"

Mu Zhihuan shrugged: "it's just a reward for a reward. Do you think I don't know what you've done? Those children are tortured like this. Don't tell me you don't know at all."

The master sneered, "what else do I think it is? I didn't expect you to be so compassionate? Just because of those children?"

Then the head of the family spat: "you may not know that those children were abandoned by the family. No one likes them or wants them. They have no place in the world. I gave them a 'home' to go back to."

"So I want a little reward. What's the matter? I'm not a cook. I give them food, drink and play. If I don't get back some silver, how can I deserve my bandit's name?"

Looking at the man's ugly face, mu Zhihuan suddenly felt that what he said might not make sense: "you look at his two good students. You are not allowed to give them any food, but water."

Then he walked out of the cell. At this time, Kong Mingxuan also came over.

At a glance, he saw the fatigue on mu Zhihuan's face, so he asked, "what's the matter?"

Hugging Gu Mingxuan's shoulder and leaning against his chest, mu Zhihuan shook his head: "it's all right. The emperor decided how to arrange those children?"

"It seems to say that we should send it directly to the temples outside the city. Every temple in our great annihilation will receive subsidies from the local government on a regular basis, so it is equivalent to that the temples are actually kept by us. It should be no problem to send a few people in the past."

But I did hear a good news. Mu Zhihuan nodded: "that's good. I'm tired. Let's go back."

Gently patted her back, Gu Mingxuan "en" a.

When the two returned to the prince's residence, Wu Miao already knew what had happened. Worried, she came up and looked up and down mu Zhihuan. She found that she was not hurt, so she sighed and complained:

"You didn't tell me or take me to such a dangerous thing. Did you regard me as your friend?"

Mu Zhihuan nodded guilty, such as pounding garlic: "just because I treat you as a friend, I don't want you to get hurt, and I don't want you to worry, I didn't tell you, and don't you think I'm back safely now?"