Little lucky girl with supernatural powers in the farm, becomes rich in business and raises cubs

Xiao Zhao heard the name Sui Yingtai many times today.

In the mouths of the civil officials, Sui Yingtai, the uncle of the dynasty at that time, was a refined and kind man, and he respected all literati very much.

There are often down-and-out people or people who claim to be underappreciated who go to the uncle's mansion. As long as they are really talented, he will find an errand for them, or accept them as a guest, and provide them with good food and drink in the mansion.

In terms of communication, Sui Yingtai is eclectic.As long as they can talk, he can become close friends with the gray-haired old man and the slender boy. The most famous one is his friendship with Qiao Shengyuan, the old prime minister of the dynasty.

It seems that in the eyes of these civil officials, Sui Yingtai is a perfect person.

But this good man praised by all civil servants is actually a scumbag who plays with women casually in the mouth of Literary Ming.

"Are you sure it's Uncle Sui Yingtai?" Xiao Zhao couldn't help asking.

Wen Wenming was frightened by his serious tone, and stammered: "I, I don't know if he is the uncle of the country..."

Pulling his younger brother's sleeve to tell him not to scare others, Xiaoruo handed Wen Wenming a piece of mung bean cake.

Obviously, Wenming needs pastries that can fill his stomach more than tea. He took the mung bean cake with his skinny hand like chicken feet and immediately stuffed it into his mouth. After two mouthfuls of chewing, he choked his neck and swallowed.

"Slow down, slow down, and what's more, don't worry!"

Fearing that he would choke, Xiaoruo hurriedly put the whole plate of pastries in front of him, and tested the heat of the tea with her hands, and if it didn't burn her mouth, she filled Wen Wenming's cup so that he could take it easy.

After stuffing six or seven pieces of pastries one after another, and pouring down a large cup of warm tea, Wen Wenming let out a small breath.

Seeing that he slowed down his eating speed, Xiaoruo sat back on the bed and asked, "Then how did you end up in Sui Yingtai's hands?"

This question seemed to touch Wen Wenming's deepest fear. Just as he was about to shrink his hand holding the pastry, his whole body trembled slightly.

"I... have always been there... all the iron cages are in his place..."

Wen Wenming's eyes gradually became hollow again.

"Everyone... dark room... we are pulled out of the cage, men and women are separated..."

From his scattered words, Xiaoruo and Xiaoxun tried their best to get information.

"You mean the person who transported you to Sui Yingtai in Renyazi's carriage? Everyone?" Xiaoxun noticed the key point, and he frowned and continued to ask, "What about the others? Where is the person now?"

"The others... are gone, all are gone!" Wen Wenming's voice became sharp, "Every once in a while, some people are taken out of the dark room, some can come back once, and some never come back again! They are all dragged away. Let’s go make medicine! It’s all medicine!”

"Medicine? What kind of medicine?" Xiaoruo was startled, what is this saying?Using people as medicine?

"The people who came back all had big holes in their chests. They said that the heart blood was taken to make yin and yang medicine, the girl's heart blood was used to make yin medicine, and the boy's heart blood was used to make yang medicine..." Wen Wenming said these times He lowered his voice again, as if he was afraid that others would hear him.

The six members of the Xiao family looked at each other. If what Wen Xueming said was true, it would be hell on earth.

The abducted children were changed with special poisons to erase their memories, and then they were locked up in one place, where they were drawn to take heart blood as needed to make terrible yin and yang medicines.

Over the years, I don’t know how many poor abducted and captive children died in the black room that the literature speaks about...

"This isn't medicine, it's just magic!" Old man Cen gritted his back molars and he couldn't help but close his eyes and murmured in a low voice.

Xiao Niao was terrified by the scene she imagined, she hugged her elder sister's arm tightly with a pale face.

Zheng Dongyang slapped his thigh angrily, "How can such a cruel thing happen, disregarding human relations, and going against the law of heaven!"

Xiao Zhao, who also turned pale, was quite calm, he frowned and asked, "Since you escaped, why didn't you report to the police?"

Wen Xueming shook his head again and again, his face was even more frightened, "No, no, I escaped once with Aze, and we were escorted back by the street yamen not long after running away, Aze... Aze was beaten to death... "

The room was dead silent.

Who in the entire city of Yingzhou dares to have the same name and surname as the uncle of the current dynasty?
And who is capable enough to let the street patrol officers directly escort the escaped people back?

So many children were imprisoned and killed in the name of taking medicine, don't the officials know at all?
The more I think about it, the colder my heart becomes.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the cold wind was blowing on the door panel, and there was a faint sob.

Xiao Ruo clenched her stiff fists, breaking the dead silence, "It's too late, everyone go back to sleep."

She turned her head to look at Xiaoxun: "Ah Xun, let him sleep with you tonight to make do with it. When the city gate opens tomorrow, we will send him out of the city for resettlement..."

Manyanlou is one of the best teahouses in Yingzhou, suddenly lost a person, who was given by the uncle's mansion, I'm afraid they will not be kind.

Searching all over the city is bound to be impossible to avoid. For the present plan, the only way is to send people out of the city before they can react.

"I, I want to find Sister Li Chun!" Wen Wenming plucked up the courage to fight for his own place, "I know where Sister Li Chun's hometown is, please let me find her..."

Wen Lichun was the best person to him in his limited memory.

Pull him out of the devil's lair and take him with you, care about whether he is fed and clothed, and protect him when others bully him.

Even Wen Lichun wanted to take him with her when she was kicked out of Zangjiao's house.

It's a pity that she was still stopped by the housekeeper, and she was thrown out of the door alone. The thick door separated the two of them forever.

On a face so thin that it was only the size of a palm, the two slender eyes seemed much bigger, and they looked at Xiaoruo and Xiaoxun with round eyes, filled with prayers that were about to overflow.

Biting the soft flesh of her lower lip, Xiaoruo raised her eyes to look at Xiaoxun.

The yin and yang medicine involved the uncle of the current dynasty, which is not something common people like them can handle. It doesn't matter if she is selfish or timid, Xiao Ruo doesn't want the Xiao family to get involved in such a deadly matter. .

Since he doesn't want to get involved, there is no need for Wen Wenming, who can be used as a witness, to stay in Yingzhou. It is the best development direction for him to have his own place now.

But Xiaoruo worried that Xiaoxun would think differently.

He and Wen Wenming were children who were kidnapped by Ren Yazi in the same car back then, and he was one of the parties involved. Maybe he would want to investigate this matter and expose Sui Yingtai's ugly face...

Feeling Xiaoruo's uneasiness, Xiaoxun stretched out his big palm, held her soft and boneless little hand in the palm, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, Ruoruo, you can decide."

Xiaoruo breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to Wenxueming and said, "That's fine, then after I send you out of the city tomorrow, I'll help you find a carriage."