The maid nodded.

The butler bowed and retreated.

Jiurao sat down on the chair and looked up at Mo Hua: "The second young master looked bad, but he was uncomfortable?"

"It's indeed a bit unpleasant." Mo Hua smiled gently and sat down on the edge of the bed. "The girl just told the housekeeper that she had seen my portrait?"

Jiurao nodded and smiled slightly: "Yes."

Mo Hua Weimo then closed his eyes and stared at his legs. He asked warmly, "I don't know where the girl saw it?"

The maid quickly presented flower tea, a total of two cups.

He gave Jiurao a cup and handed the other cup to Tianshu who was standing beside Jiurao.

Although he had not sat down, Tianshu did not look like a servant or guard in terms of momentum or clothing, and the maid did not dare to treat him as a servant or guard.

Jiu Rao took the flower tea brewed by the maid and thanked her. Then she smiled politely: "Please avoid it first, I have something to say to the second master alone."

this……

The two maids subconsciously looked up at Mo Hua, and Mo Hua nodded.

The maid bowed and retreated.

"I saw the portrait of the second young master in the palace." Jiurao said in a faint tone, "But I don't know why the portrait of the second young master Mo appeared in the palace."

Mo Hua silent for a moment and said, "So the girl comes for the portrait?"

"No." Jiurao said, "I came for floods and victims."

Mo Hua was slightly shocked.

Come for floods and victims.

Looking up at the young girl in front of her, who was not old but could be called a stunning beauty. Mo Hua said: "Isn't Mr. Jun sent by the imperial court responsible for disaster relief?"

"He is only responsible for checking the disaster situation and persuading the head of the Mo family's county to help with disaster relief." Jiu Rao smiled faintly, "But at the moment, it seems that he doesn't need to persuade him. The Mo family has done a good job in disaster relief - especially the second young master..."

He paused, "It is a blessing for the people to have the second young master Mo in Guanjiang."

After the sentence was finished, the room was silent for a long time.

Mo Hua didn't say anything, just thought in his heart, and could even almost determine the other party's identity.

Although some are not very real...

However, except for the little empress, the palace maid, who can say such a thing?

How could such a older girl know about Junyu’s mission to come to Mocheng?

Even the saying that praises the Mohist school for doing a good job has a natural grace, a kind of praise from the top to the bottom, not just a tone of admiration.

"Many of these affected people are helping with the Mo family," Mo Hua explained quietly, "In a sense, they are all people from the Mo family's county. Although the Mo family is not a parent official, their responsibilities are the same as those of a parent official."

The people here are backed by the Mo family. Many strong men risk their lives on the Mo family's fishing boats to make money, and many women also do weaving and dyeing jobs in the Mo family.

The Mohist family treated the working people well, so naturally it was impossible for them to ignore their life and death.

Not only Mo Hua thought so, but Mo Yao thought so the same way.

But this sentence is easy to say and many people understand the truth, but how many people can really take the lives of workers and people to heart?

Since ancient times, businessmen value profit. Some people who are obsessed with profits don’t even want conscience and face. Who else will take life and death seriously?
Chapter completed!