"Opium poppies are incredibly profitable, and so is child trafficking. You've made so much money, and now all you can offer is incense and tea to make a show of things. Where has all your money gone?"

The pagoda opened its mouth in an instant.

Song Qian's eyes narrowed.

He drew the dagger hidden at his waist.

Fu Tu was faster. Although he was young and short, and could not beat Lu Wujiu, he was still quite capable of dealing with Song Qian.

After all, Song Qian looked like a frail scholar.

Although he was essentially more skilled in martial arts than a weak scholar.

However, how can someone who doesn't specialize in this art compare to someone who has been immersed in martial arts for two lifetimes?

The dagger in Futu's hand pierced Song Qian's kidney.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say?" Fu Tu asked.

Song Qian pursed his lips tightly: "How did you know?"

“It was Heaven that told me,” Futu said with a smile.

I thought it would be difficult, but I got my hands on Song Qian very easily.

According to her mother's code of conduct, the drug dealers in her possession should be handed over to the government for disposal. However, no one in the world knew better than her just how corrupt the Great Zhou Dynasty had become.

Hand it over to the government office?

That's impossible.

"Take the man to the dark prison and interrogate him about where the poppies came from and how they were distributed and transported. Don't kill him." As soon as Fu Tu finished speaking, the black-clad guards who had been hiding in the shadows came out.

The black-clad guards appeared and escorted the person out.

Song Qian was even more puzzled.

Why would the Black-Clad Guards of Qi listen to a child?

Could it be true, as the outside world says, that the regent of Qi met a charming young widow on his way to find the young emperor, fell in love at first sight, became even more infatuated upon second meeting, and went completely mad after their third encounter?

...

"Cover his head, so that no outsiders can see him, and so that he can't see the road," Fu Tu said, and the black-clad guards immediately followed his instructions.

If it were before, they would definitely have been resentful of obeying a mere child.

But ever since he witnessed the cunning and ruthlessness of the Buddha.

They felt that this was how their young master should be.

Unlike other six-year-olds who can play with urine and mud even after peeing! It's true that people destined for great things can be seen to have extraordinary qualities even in their childhood.

A person who is unremarkable in childhood will never have the opportunity to rise to prominence when they grow up; at best, they will be a pig caught in the wind.

Futu glanced back at Song Qian.

This time, things should be peaceful!

Walking down the street, Futu headed towards Xiaoya's eatery, where only one child was busy working.

This person...

Futu gasped.

Huo Chengxu!

The general of the Huo family.

Very capable!

In his memory, when he was regent, this man was guarding the border, and he was the one who conquered the Great Qi without losing a single soldier.

and……

The difference between this person and the Huo family is that he is promiscuous and womanizing, with countless beauties in his backyard.

After the State of Qi was conquered.

He had more than twenty sons.

This instantly replenished the Huo family, which was already dwindling in numbers. Moreover, this person was ruthless and cruel. Logically speaking, raising children should have different focuses and priorities, but he treated raising children like raising poisonous insects. Whoever was the most powerful and capable had the most resources.

Of course, there's nothing wrong with that.

But he didn't care at all if one or two of his sons died.

He even tortured his eldest son, almost killing him in the process.

Mrs. Huo was terrified at the time.

She wants a divorce while taking her child with her.

This is bizarre...

Futu's thoughts drifted away, and his gaze fell on Young Master Huo, who worked diligently and single-handedly managing the shop.

This person is actually here.

In his past life, without a mother to take him in and nowhere to go, how did Huo Chengxu manage to survive three years and return to the Huo family?

Futu looked on with interest.

It turns out that the mother's survival saved not only him and Xiaoya, but also the young emperor of Qi who died young.

Huo Chengxu, that fellow, is actually doing quite well.

Seriously... there are more and more people who want to take his mother away from him.

Fu Tu spoke a few words to Huo Chengxu, then thought for a moment and asked, "Do you want to come back with me? The shop won't be open for the next two days, and it's not safe for you to be here alone."

"It's alright, I can keep watch here. There's still plenty of rice, flour, and cooking oil inside. It would be a shame if someone stole it," Huo Chengxu said.

The emotions in Futu's eyes intensified.

The only son of a general was actually personally guarding a small shop to watch over the grain.

If this news were to reach the capital, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

As expected, the facts are quite absurd.

Seeing that Huo Chengxu did not want to leave, Futu did not try to dissuade him further, as he was not a very kind person to begin with.

The reason for sending greetings to Huo Chengxu is simply because he might achieve great things in the future, and it's an investment in advance. Since no investment is needed, he can just focus on doing his own thing peacefully.

Futu returned to the village and saw the little girl standing at his door.

When Xiao Ya saw him, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

Xiao Ya's smile was incredibly infectious, and Fu Tu smiled too, as if all the day's fatigue had vanished.

The little girl pointed at the Buddha's mouth and said, "Brother, your teeth have grown in."

The smile on Futu's face vanished instantly.

I feel ugly no matter how I look at myself, because I'm missing a tooth.

I heard the little girl's giggling laughter.

He still couldn't cheer up.

The little girl held his hand and continued, "Brother, are you tired or hungry? There's food inside. After you finish eating, let's go see Mother together."

Futu nodded; he was indeed tired and hungry.

But there are so many things going on outside.

Eating with Xiaoya, who was born at the same time as him, he ate very slowly, his mouth always full.

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