Dalima said angrily with red eyes: "Sold? That's so easy to say! Have you ever thought about what will happen to your daughter after she is sold?"

The woman panicked when she heard this, but she still defended herself and said: "I, I have no way out! My eldest son has just gone to school and needs money; the second son is in poor health and needs money to take medicine. The younger son is still here

You need an adult to take care of her when you're breastfeeding! Where do I have the spare money to raise that money-losing loser? What if I gave birth to her, raised her, and sold her for some money?"

That's quite reasonable.

Dalima remembered that her father Khan also said at the beginning: "As the daughter of my father Khan, if you enjoy great honor, you have to pay everything for this honor. What's wrong with this?"

How similar are those words to what this woman said?

"What's the matter? What are you arguing about?" At this time, a man came out of the house, holding an eight or nine-month-old boy in his arms, and two boys came out behind him.

The younger one is about fourteen or five years old, and the younger one is about ten years old.

Dalima looked at them sarcastically and roared: "There are so many people in your family, and your two sons can work to support themselves, but you don't care about the life or death of your daughter and sold her. You men make a living by selling your daughters and sisters.

You really have the nerve to live in this world!"

The man looked confused and asked the woman, "What on earth are they doing?"

The woman said angrily: "How do I know? I don't know where the lunatic came from. As soon as he came in, he scolded me for selling flowers."

"You didn't say you sold Huahua at the beginning, you said she was dead! Did you sell her because you knew she would die?" Dalima looked down at the stiff body in her arms, feeling so sad that she couldn't.

self.

At the same time, she also felt very powerless. Parents can control the life, death and marriage of their children, and selling them will not break the law.

Especially girls, because sooner or later they will marry into other people's families, they are treated as money-losing goods, and they are not even willing to raise them.

The man glared at Dalima and Mr. He angrily and asked, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Dalima smiled sadly at them, "I brought Huahua home. Her biggest wish is to go home and find her mother."

When Dalima said this, she thought of Huahua calling for her mother repeatedly before she died, and almost burst into tears again.

But she held back, she didn't want to cry in front of these unsympathetic people. She placed Huahua on the stone mill in the yard, then untied the clothes wrapped around it, revealing her little face, which was already pale and gray, with a red face on it.

There are purple scars.

"Huahua!" The woman looked at her for a long time, recognized that this was her daughter, and walked over slowly in disbelief.

When the man heard this, he hugged the child and walked over quickly with the two older boys.

Dalima angrily took off Xiaohua's clothes, exposing all the scars on her body.

"Look! When I rescued her, she was being abused by an old man in his sixties! She was bleeding so much that she didn't even have the strength to shout. We fed her ginseng soup and she could speak. First

In other words: I don’t want candy anymore, I want a mother!”

The couple's faces became paler and paler, still as if they were in a dream, unable to believe that this was a reality.

Dalima continued: "She regarded me as her mother. She said a lot about missing my mother, and then she took a breath and left. She didn't know until her death what happened to her. She thought

, what you are shouting is just to find your mother and go home. But you don’t know that it is the hell you pushed her into with your own hands!”

As she spoke, she couldn't help but shed tears. She turned her head and didn't want to look at them anymore.

Young Master He took her into his arms and took her away.

After walking far away, she heard the woman's heartbreaking cry: "Huahua, mother's flower, mother can't help you..."

Dalima smiled coldly, "Why is the world so unfair to women? Are girls born so humble? Shouldn't they have no freedom? Should they make sacrifices for their father and brother?"

Young Master He was also in a very heavy mood and said: "Go and live in our Daming. The emperor of our Daming advocates equality between men and women. The eldest princess is promoting women's school in Daming, allowing women to enter school. In the future, they can work and make money like men, and even

Can be an official."

Dalima's eyes lit up and she nodded, "Well, although it won't be effective in the short term, our daughter will definitely go to school and do things like men."

Our child? Young Master He stiffened slightly. This girl is really... enthusiastic and direct.

Instead of returning to the county town, they went to Fucheng, where they met Dongming Ziyu and others and set off together.

Half a month later, they received news in a small town on the border. Xirong Jingxiu took the case very seriously and ordered a thorough investigation because of the bad impact.

The result of a thorough investigation was that the prince's cousin was doing evil in the local area, robbing civilian girls, raising private soldiers, and the prince's biological mother's natal family was ruined.

All the male members of the direct line were beheaded and the female relatives were sold. All the side members who had official positions were dismissed from their posts and were prohibited from serving as officials in the court for generations to come.

The prince's biological mother was thrown into the cold palace and died in a fire.

The prince was not severely punished because he found a scapegoat, but no one was a fool. The emperor naturally knew the prince's wild ambitions and cut off a lot of his power, making him really become an idle prince.

The officials of the prince's party were also helpless to do anything about this. If only the nephew was incompetent and committed such a tragedy, they could still save the crown prince's mother and concubine's natal family.

But the bad thing was that they found out that they were secretly hiding weapons and raising private soldiers. This was a capital crime for rebellion, and no one dared to intercede.

The case was solved by the Fourth Prince and his party. The emperor thought it was a meritorious service and released the imprisoned Fourth Prince.

These inside stories are only known to the upper class, but in the hearts of the people, it is the emperor who makes the decision for the people and kills the high officials who committed the crime. Even his own concubine’s mother-in-law cannot forgive him.

Therefore, the people praised Xirong Jingxiu as a wise king through the ages.

The prince was so angry that he smashed many exquisite porcelains.

After so many years of planning and so much money spent, it was all wasted!

He leaned weakly on the back of the chair and stared at the beams with dull eyes. He felt that he was finished.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" Gu Yunlan came in carrying a food box.

Xiaoyuezi has not finished sitting and looks a little pale.

"Get out!" A sweet white porcelain tea bowl flew over. Gu Yunlan ducked sideways, and the tea bowl fell to the ground and broke!

Gu Yunlan looked worried, "Your Highness, the green hills have been preserved so that you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. We haven't reached the end yet, so you can't give up just yet."

The Prince of Xirong didn't say anything, but he didn't let Gu Yunlan get away either.

Seeing the drama, Gu Yunlan said: "The emperor still likes you and wants to give you another chance, otherwise the prince would have been deposed long ago."

Prince Xirong's eyes lit up, he sat up straight and looked over.
Chapter completed!