Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

"Three days ago, did you catch a boy who looks very similar to this kid?" Li Xin pointed to Xiaosheng and asked. The one who was taken away was the third child of Zhang Goudan's family, and his appearance and characteristics should be somewhat similar to Xiao Sheng's.

The fat monk looked at Xiao Sheng carefully, and Xiao Sheng glared at him all the time. He knew that his younger brother fell into the hands of these people, so how could he have a good face?

The fat monk didn't seem to know what kind of child he had handled, so he turned to the other two monks and asked anxiously, "Is there any? Is there?"

The monk with the bigger nose on the left first glanced at Li Xin with trepidation, as if looking at some kind of ghost in the world, and then spoke quickly: "Yes. There was a boy like this three days ago, about four or five years old. look."

"Is it the child stolen near Laowangbuzhuang?" Li Xin asked again.

Big Nose said: "I don't know about that. I have to ask the two of them." He pointed to the two beggars who had been curled up in a ball and pretended to be dead.

Li Xin went up and kicked the two of them, and said, "Master, you pretended to be dead. You know what you did. Answer the question well, maybe there is still a way out."

Seeing that they couldn't escape, the two beggars broke down emotionally, with snot and tears streaming down their noses, and Li Xin took a step back in fright. How could he have expected that these two people would dare to come out to steal a child with such poor mentality? Could it be that stealing a child is really too simple?

"Stop. Whoever sheds another tear, I guarantee that he will never shed a tear in his life." Li Xin has no patience for such a guy. As soon as these words fell to the ground, the two beggars silenced as if under some kind of magic, their faces were flushed, but they really didn't shed any more tears.

"Three days ago, did you steal a child near Old Wangbu Village in the west of the city?" Li Xin asked.

The two beggars nodded vigorously.

Li Xin heaved a sigh of relief. It seems that this group of people indeed stole the youngest son of Zhang Goudan's family. Now that there is a whereabouts, it means that it is still possible to recover the child.

"Where is that child? Where is it now?" Li Xin asked back to the fat monk.

The fat monk's face turned pale again in a little while, and he said, "I sold it to a dental shop."

The dental firm is essentially an intermediary organization, basically involved in all kinds of transactions, and of course it also has business connecting people who want to buy slaves and people who want to sell slaves. When Li Xin wanted to join the troupe on the first floor, he also asked Wang Gui to go to the dental shop to buy people, and he insisted that he buy the ones with a clean history.

In fact, the so-called clean origin probably means that these children were sold by poor parents. These days, the poor are in the majority. Many families who cannot afford to support their children have to choose to sell their children. Li Xin, who had to accept the population and trade, could only comfort himself: buying such children back and giving them a livelihood is considered a good deed.

In theory, dental shops are not allowed to sell children caught by traffickers. But theory is theory, and such things have actually always been there. It is also impossible for the government to find out the origin of each child. Thus, this has become a breeding ground for sin.

"Chen Hu, leave these people to you to deal with. One person breaks two legs, and then hand them over to the government." Li Xin said coldly.

Chen Hu grinned, showing two rows of big yellow teeth, and said, "Yes. Prince Bao is satisfied."