"Autumn is dry and things are dry, be careful with candles..."
The watchman's gong was beating loudly, and he was shaking his head and shouting in the alleyway.
Feng Shui Qing calculated the time carefully and found that it was already the third update.
The streets are deserted, so it’s a good time to take action!
"Princess Princess..."
Ling Ao's voice, which was always full of energy and clear, couldn't help but slow down when looking at the moonlight, with a hint of anxiety: "If you don't come back home so late, Master Feng will punish you if he finds out!"
Feng Shuiqing winked playfully: "It doesn't matter! I'll teach Chun Zao in the afternoon. Tonight, the Queen summons me to the palace to talk and stay overnight. Daddy won't know!"
Ling Ao sighed: "Hey... General Feng will know about this, and so will his subordinates..."
"Shh! Someone is coming."
Following Feng Shui Qing's gaze, two men, one behind the other, walked into the back door of Fang's cloth shop carrying poles.
Before closing the door, the man at the door looked around for a while.
After making sure no one was following him, he slowly closed the door tightly.
The two of them stood on the wall at the corner of the alley.
Feng Shuiqing was squatting, while Ling Ao was hunched over, with only two round heads exposed.
If someone else looked at him, they would think that the male and female thieves were squatting there.
"Princess...please use more force! Don't worry, step on me! I can withstand it."
The stunt of overcoming the wall comes in handy again.
Originally, Ling Ao wanted to jump in with Feng Shui Qing and Qinggong.
But she refused to give in.
He had no choice but to squat on the ground again and let her climb up the wall on his feet.
After entering the courtyard, the sound of water dyeing and washing cloth could be heard not far away.
There were also vicious yells and curses...
"Damn it! If you can't dye this batch of cloth tonight! If the owner of the house blames you, I will beat you to death!"
"Work quickly! That kid! Don't be lazy!!"
"Hurry up! It takes so much effort to twist the cloth!"
…
Feng Shuiqing and Ling Ao looked at each other and immediately exchanged glances.
Ling Ao understood the idea, jumped up and disappeared without a trace.
After about half a stick of incense, a dark shadow fell back beside him.
With some anger, he spoke slowly: "My subordinates used Qinggong to explore the courtyard. Thirty-six people were working, twelve children, and five supervisors. They were dyeing cloth at the dyeing pool.
If anyone moves too slowly, the overseer will whip him."
Feng Shuiqing was also so angry that she clenched her fists and whispered softly: "Forget about illegal employment of child labor, he actually violently supervises the work! I think this Fang Yongnan is really audacious!"
Ling Ao deeply agreed, just when he went to inspect.
I saw that the youngest child was only eight or nine years old, and his little hands were swollen and red from the water.
Even the adult hired workers were as thin as bamboo poles, with skin and bones on their limbs, as if they could be easily blown away by the wind.
The two found a dark corner and waited quietly.
After about an hour, the courtyard gradually became quiet.
Perhaps by luck, the small room next to where Feng Shuiqing and Ling Ao were hiding was the supervisor's resting place.
It was late at night, and soon I heard snoring in the room. He must have been fast asleep.
Feng Shuiqing rubbed her numb calves, lifted her skirt and quietly walked to the yard where she was working just now.
This is the place where Fang's cloth shop dyes cloth.
There are many bamboo stands in the courtyard, hung with colorful cloths that must have been freshly dyed.
When the night wind blows, it is swaying invisible and dreamy like clouds.
But the cloth was stained with the blood and tears of the workers.
A few steps further, there are two large rows of connected pools filled with dyes of various colors.
"you……"
Suddenly, a faint and waxy sound came from the silent darkness.
Ling Ao reacted very quickly, strode behind the man with one arrow, and covered his mouth tightly.
Then he was brought to Feng Shui Qing.
Under the dim moonlight, she looked at the dirty, skinny little boy in front of her, who was only about eight years old.
Her long hair was tied up in a bun, and she wore a coarse cloth waistcoat full of holes.
The little arm is as thin as my own wrist, and it seems that there is only a layer of skin on the bones.
"Don't be afraid..."
Feng Shuiqing took another clean handkerchief and gently wiped the boy's face.
"Sister is here to help you! Can you please stop shouting?"
The boy nodded obediently, and Ling Ao lowered his hand covering his mouth.
Feng Shuiqing took his cold and rough little hand, sat on the steps of Ranchi, and asked quietly: "Little brother, why are you working here for the Fang family?"
"I……"
The boy rubbed his hands and still looked around worriedly for a long time.
Then he slowly answered: "We were all arrested... There was a flood in my hometown, and all my relatives were drowned. I was too young, and they didn't accept me when I worked for others, so I had to beg for food all the way to the imperial city. I originally lived there.
In that ruined temple on the western outskirts of the city, one night, a dozen strong men broke in and arrested all the beggars we lived there..."
While speaking, the boy looked dull, as if he had already accepted the fate that had happened to him.
Feng Shui Qing looked at his appearance, and his heart became even more moist.
"In other words, all the people working here are beggars? Are they all forcibly captured?"
"Well... almost."
The boy thought for a moment.
"There are also a few older uncles who were deceived by the Fang family."
"You lied to me?!"
Feng Shui Qing tilted his head, very puzzled.
"The Fang family will feed the poor or beggars on the fifteenth day of every month. When they see a person who is alone, they will first ask him if he has any family members. If he has any relatives, let him go. If he says no, he will be coaxed to come to Fang's home.
He works in a bank and earns one tael of silver per month. But after being deceived, he doesn't even mention the monthly payment, and he doesn't even have a warm meal... he can only work day and night. If he doesn't do well or does it slowly, he will be severely beaten by the supervisor.
.”
While talking, the boy lifted up his clothes.
There are dozens of purple or red whip marks on his skinny back!
Simply...
Shocking! Outrageous!
Feng Shuiqing arranged his clothes and secretly exchanged some meat buns with Xiao Tiantian.
When the boy saw the buns, his eyes shone with strange light, and he took them in his hands and gnawed them without saying anything.
Look at his hungry look.
Feng Shui clears your mind and allows you to think quickly.
Xiao Tiantian yelled out in a loud voice: "Host! This Fang family really does all kinds of evil! They bully businesses and dominate the market! They abuse their employees! They even make false accounts! They are simply crazy!"
"Yes, they are clearly Da Yao's worms! If we don't deal with them, I've seen it for a few years, then Fang Yongnan still won't have the desire to be an emperor?"
Feng Shuiqing also gritted his teeth and read in his consciousness.
Soon, the three buns in the boy's hands were completely eaten by him.
He patted his aching stomach and carefully wiped away the oil stains on his mouth.
Then he ran to the fresh water pool to rinse his mouth, then returned to Feng Shuiqing and thanked him repeatedly: "Sister, thank you. I haven't eaten so full for several months since my parents passed away."
Feng Shuiqing's eyes heated up, and she tugged on his hand: "Let's go, I'll take you out of here."
"Sister...I can't leave."
The boy pushed her arm away, his dirty little face full of courage and determination.
"Although I am a little beggar, I also know some etiquette of faith. When I was begging, I met a brother who was one year younger than me. He was also an orphan and was arrested together with me. If I escaped, the supervisor would definitely beat him to death.
…”
Feng Shuiqing smiled guiltily, her heart pounding.
Unexpectedly, this boy is not old.
But he is not a treacherous person, he is a good boy.
"Well, I was careless. Don't worry, my sister will definitely rescue you and your brother! Go back to sleep. Only you can know about this. Do you understand?"
"Yes! Sister, I understand!"
The boy nodded, and his eyes, which were still dull and gloomy just now, were filled with stars, and there seemed to be some hope.
"Sister, take care too! Stay safe!"
Looking at the boy's retreating figure, Feng Shuiqing clenched her fists loudly.
Fang Yongnan! Big rat! You deserve to die!
"Princess, let's leave here. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."
Ling Ao reminded quietly.
"good."
Feng Shui Qing had just taken a few steps forward with Ling Ao, but felt a force wrapping around his ankle.
"Eh...Eh??!"
"Plop..."
Ling Ao heard the sound and turned around quickly...
Where is the princess?
Where is the county master?! This chapter has been completed!