This sentence was asked by Meng Tian, ​​but there were two people standing outside the door, who were Meng Tian’s two personal guards.

One is called Liu Cun and the other is called Zhang Miao.

Before Meng Tian could speak, Liu Cun stepped forward and said, "If you want to go back to your son, this matter was caused by a man named Li Er."

Li Er?

What's up to Li Shimin?

Just as he was wondering, Liu Cun pulled someone out from behind.

This man was cock-headed and timid, trembling all over, and didn't even dare to raise his head.

If it weren't for Liu Cun carrying him, he would have been kneeling down on the ground.

Of course, even if Liu Cun was carrying it, it would not be much better. As soon as he was pulled out, he began to cry and beg for mercy.

The two knees seemed to be nothing, so soft.

"Young master, it's this kid. He sneaked out when we were not paying attention and entered the yard, trying to steal things."

Liu Cun was angry and his eyes were glaring away. Yang Mo handed over these more than a thousand migrant craftsmen to Meng Tian for handling.

As the confidants selected by Meng Tian himself, Liu Cun and the other two were not very clear about the transfer of the upper class.

But I also knew that my general was idle now.

He is naturally not an ordinary person to be selected by Meng Tian.

It is very clear that their destiny is bound to Meng Tian.

If Meng Tian becomes a high-ranking official, they will have a good life.

Now Yang Mo has handed over the arrangement of a thousand refugees to Meng Tian, ​​and Liu Cun and the other two are all secretly holding back their energy and must be done well.

What happened today not only made Meng Tian look embarrassed, but also caused Yang Mo to be ugly. In Liu Cun's opinion, all the causes of guilt were all because of the boy named Li Er in front of him.

The tone of course would not be good. If Meng Tian and Yang Mo were not here, they would have been serving him with great ears.

"What's going on?"

Yang Mo also came to his senses. Li Er in front of him was not Li Shimin.

"Young Master, please spare your life. The villain is confused for a moment, he is confused for a moment!"

Li Er didn't hear what Yang Mo said clearly, just begging for mercy.

When Wang Ying next to him heard that this boy was doing evil, he stretched out his legs and kicked Li Er in the heart.

The begging for mercy was gone immediately. Li Er rolled his eyes when he was kicked, and he was out of breath.

Yang Mo glared at him angrily, and Bian Que quickly stepped forward and stroked his back. After a while, Li Er calmed down.

"what is going on?"

Yang Mo asked patiently again.

This time, Li Erxue became smart and knew that begging for mercy would not have any good ending. He took the courage to wipe away his tears and told the process.

The process was also very simple. After this kid had enough food and drink, he knew that he was in the Duke's mansion and had a bad idea.

I plan to steal something quietly.

The Duke’s Mansion is full of treasures. I just found a little and sold them out. I will never have to worry about food and drink for the rest of my life.

Yang Mo was so amused by his logic and cognition.

What is the difference between this level of understanding and the emperor using a golden pole to carry manure?

"Are you a thief?"

When he heard that Li Er pried open the cage that was holding Li Yuanba with a thin needle, he became more and more curious.

Li Er is also a person who has been wandering on the street all year round, so his eyesight is naturally not bad.

Seeing this young master Yang smiled, he knew that his life was probably saved.

"Young Master, I'm wrong, I will never dare to do it again."

But on the surface, it still requires forgiveness.

"There are food and drinks here, why do you want to steal?"

Yang Mo asked, Li Er wiped his tears: "If you say that, you are poor, you are afraid of poverty."

It was an honest man, Yang Mo thought he was going to make up something that contained a lie about the 70-year-old mother.

Who would have thought that he would be so straightforward?

I'm scared of poverty, hey, yes.

Turning around and looking at the vast disaster victims in the distance, Yang Mo felt very uncomfortable.

"I thought your mother was seriously ill at home."

Yang Mo sighed and laughed at himself. What can he do now?

Even whether these people can eat enough is a different story.

"If you are going to the young master, my mother has died of illness three years ago, so she dare not make any mistakes about her mother."

Li Er said this with deep affection and a filial son.

But there was not much sadness in his tone, which surprised Yang Mo.

"Who else is there in the family?"

"There is another brother who was pulled down last year and went to Linyang to repair the ditches and died on the road."

Li Er answered truthfully.

Yang Mo's heart became heavier and he could not listen to such things the most.

The people around him remained calm and were even a little cold, and there was no emotional fluctuation because of this.

This kind of thing is too ordinary. In the eyes of Meng Tian and others, there is nothing pitiful.

Isn't this the case for thousands of years?

In ordinary people's homes, no one has died.

The Li family has no dead family, and he, Li Er, is still left, so it's good.

"Depending on your age, you must have been married."

Yang Mo seemed to want to prove something and asked against his own temperament.

"I have two children who have been married and starved to death on the way to Taiyuan."

Perhaps this sad thing had just happened not long ago. Speaking of this, Li Er showed a sad expression on his face and his tone became much deeper.

"Okay, be careful in the future. Don't do things like stealing. As long as you are here honestly, you won't be hungry."

Yang Mo sighed leisurely, not all because of Li Er's experience, but more because of the reactions of the people around him.

Meng Tian and others did not respond at all.

After hearing these words, Liu Cun's anger towards Li Er did not diminish at all.

"Go back."

Yang Mo waved his hand, Li Erren received a general amnesty, and while Liu Cun was not paying attention, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Son-in-law..."

Butler Li next to him was panicked and hurriedly came forward.

"What's wrong, Butler Li?"

Yang Mo looked at him, not sure what to do.

"This thief wants to steal in the Duke's Mansion. According to the law, he should be dismissed and sent to the government office and killed his hands."

Butler Li said neither humbly nor arrogantly, and Li Er was immediately frightened and even forgot to cry and beg.

"Indeed, there is indeed such provision in the Northern Sui Law."

How could Yang Mo, who was familiar with the laws of the Northern Sui Dynasty, not know?

He was caught by the government and was beaten by ten stolen.

If a thief secretly holds his official position and catches him and kills him, Li Er will kill his hands if he doesn't steal it.

It seems that this old man is quite knowledgeable about the law.

"Come!"

When the old man heard Yang Mo say this, he was a little excited and quickly greeted the servants.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Mo's eyebrows sterned, and his momentum changed instantly.

"Son-in-law, you, you didn't say..."
To be continued...