To be precise, apart from Xu Mo and Wen Zhiyun, the other four are all unregistered residents or cannot provide any information.
However, without disclosing their household registration information, it is impossible to file a case.
Xu Mo could only say carefully, "Sir, my younger brothers and sisters are all beggars, without father or mother."
Naturally, they would have no place of origin.
The prefect frowned.
During the Dayu Dynasty, many girls were abandoned at birth or escaped, resulting in them having no place of origin; this was less common for boys.
However, Xu Mo was a scholar who had passed the imperial examinations twice and was ranked first in the examinations. The prefect liked him very much and always gave him some face.
"Then let's record it as a resident of Xieyang County for now." He turned around and instructed, "We need to prepare for the decennial household registration census as soon as possible. We don't know how many more homeless children have been added to Anshui County in the past ten years. We need to count them all."
The clerk nodded, and with divine inspiration, recorded the case in the government office's register.
After several rounds of questioning, the characteristics of the murderer and the direction of his escape were confirmed.
Finally, Yuan, the yamen runner, was left to escort them home to prevent any further mishaps.
The former courtyard adorned with flowers.
Zhang Qiquan and Liu Cui are researching how to make cured meat, making sure they are among the first to learn so they can teach the workers.
Zhang Xianglian, engrossed in observing the land, also joined in to help.
Suddenly, the sound of a car parking outside was heard.
"They must have come back from buying meat." Zhang Qiquan washed his hands and limped over.
As soon as the door opened, I saw Fang Heng, who was wrapped in bandages from head to toe, and several other children who were uninjured but still looked disheveled.
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