The Northern Liang Military District Compound!
Upon hearing these words, Cai Kun's heart trembled fiercely, and his thighs couldn't help but start shaking.
"Y-Your Majesty, this place does not fall under your humble servant's jurisdiction..."
He stammered, hoping to bluff his way out of it.
Qin Xiao's eyes narrowed, his voice growing several degrees colder.
"Cai Kun, do you know who stands beside me?"
Cai Kun widened his eyes, looking up and down at the little beggar in torn clothes with a sallow and emaciated face, and shook his head.
"Your humble servant does not know who this young lady is. I beg Your Majesty's forgiveness."
Qin Xiao's smile gradually vanished, replaced by an extreme iciness.
"The person beside me is a family member of my Northern Liang Army!"
"Do you know what she has been through today?"
Qin Xiao took a step forward, his gaze boring into Cai Kun. A terrifying aura swept out from him in all directions, stirring the winds and clouds, sending sand and stones flying!
"As a family member of the Northern Liang Army, she had no one to protect her. She was captured by the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and even the capital's guards bullied her!"
"Her family members are my subordinates!"
"Cai Kun, it seems your nine generations of kin are not very close to you! No matter. Once you are dead, I will send them down to catch up with you!"
As soon as his voice fell.
With a heavy thud.
Cai Kun immediately fell to his knees. His face pale as paper, he slapped his hands on the ground and kowtowed like a pounding pestle.
"Spare my life, Your Majesty! Your humble servant truly knows very little."
Although Cai Kun didn't know much about the affairs of the Northern Liang Military District Compound, there were occasional rumors among the people.
This matter was too massive.
It was no longer something Cai Kun could bear.
Moreover, the people behind it had enormous backgrounds and connections, to the point where even he had to steer clear of them.
It wasn't that Cai Kun didn't want to speak; he didn't dare!
Qin Xiao stared at Cai Kun, the chilling intent between his brows gradually condensing like the prelude to a violent storm.
He did not continue to press Cai Kun but looked toward the little beggar instead.
"Little girl, what is your name?"
Hearing Qin Xiao call her, the little beggar hurriedly tried to kneel and bow, but Qin Xiao pulled her back up.
She raised her eyes and stole a glance at him, finding no disgust or disdain in his expression, but rather a trace of heartache.
Was His Majesty feeling sorry for her?
The little beggar didn't understand why, but her anxious heart unexpectedly settled down at this moment.
"To answer Your Majesty, this commoner girl is named Zhang Qianqian. My father is a soldier of the Great Qin, holding the rank of Centurion."
Qin Xiao nodded and rubbed Zhang Qianqian's little head.
"You are very good. Upright and brave in the face of bad people, unafraid of powerful forces. When I see your father, I will surely reward him handsomely."
Cai Kun nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
"Yes, Your Majesty is absolutely right. Lady Qianqian is exceptionally intelligent to earn Your Majesty's appreciation. Once Lady Qianqian reunites with her father, they will surely be grateful for Your Majesty's divine grace."
He did not hold back in praising the little beggar before him.
In the past, he wouldn't even spare a glance at such a beggar.
But right now, Cai Kun had only one thought: to smooth over today's incident.
After all, today's matter was far too severe!
The child of a Great Qin soldier fighting on the front lines was bullied—this had touched Qin Xiao's reverse scale!
If Qin Xiao decided to visit the Northern Liang Military District Compound, everything would be ruined!
Zhang Qianqian's eyes dimmed, and her eye sockets immediately turned red as she choked up.
"Your Majesty, Lord Prime Minister, my father has already died in battle."
Cai Kun's smile stiffened.
"D... died in battle?"
Good heavens!
She was the daughter of a martyr!
Keenly sensing that Qin Xiao's expression was off, Cai Kun hurriedly tried to change the subject.
"Alas, life and death on the battlefield are dictated by fate; young lady, please do not be too sad."
"There must be other people in your family, right? This old man will send you to the military district shelter so you can settle down and have a home."
At this moment, Zhang Qianqian could no longer hold back her tears.
She bit her lip tightly, but she still couldn't stop the teardrops from rolling down.
Seeing her weeping tears of joy, Cai Kun felt a burst of delight.
"Cry if you want to, young lady. Don't suppress it in your heart. There will always be a day when the bitterness ends and the sweetness begins."
"Once you move to a new place, no one will bully you anymore. All of this is due to His Majesty's merit."
Toward the end, he even managed to flatter Qin Xiao.
But Zhang Qianqian's next words left him completely dumbfounded.
"My... my whole family... is dead..."
"There is no one left. I... I am the only one left..."
Zhang Qianqian bit her lip until it bled, her tears unstoppable, her voice laced with sobs.
"My father died in battle fighting the Xiongnu, my grandfather died defending Northern Liang, and my older brother died in the expedition to the Northern Desert..."
"Wh... what!"
Cai Kun stood frozen on the spot.
One sentence echoed in his mind.
The whole family is dead...
The whole family is dead...
Three generations of a family, all killed in action!
This background couldn't possibly be more illustrious!
Even Cai Kun felt this was incredibly thorny right now!
Standing there, he could feel the bone-piercing murderous intent radiating from Qin Xiao!
At this moment, Cai Kun truly felt as if he could see his great-grandmother waving at him from the afterlife.
Cai Kun felt he still needed to try and salvage the situation.
"T-Then... it must be the people of the Northern Liang Military District who bullied you, forcing you to wander the streets."
"Rest assured, His Majesty and this old man will absolutely not let those scoundrels off!"
He rolled up his sleeves and spoke heroically.
Hearing these words, a faint smile involuntarily appeared on the corners of Zhang Qianqian's previously sorrowful little face.
Cai Kun felt a surge of joy in his heart, suddenly feeling the vision of his great-grandmother vanish.
"Young lady, tell me, who bullied you? In a moment, this old man will have them all arrested and brought right here!"
Zhang Qianqian shook her head, her small head tilted slightly as if recalling past happiness.
"My Lord, no one there bullied me. They were all very good to me. The grandpas and grandmas would invite orphans like me to their homes to eat."
"I grew up eating meals provided by a hundred families. If it weren't for those grandpas and grandmas giving me a bite to eat, I might have died long ago."
As she spoke, her expression suddenly turned desolate.
"Last year there was a drought, and the crop harvest was halved. The guards came to conscript grain, and many people died... The grandpas and grandmas didn't have grain to hand over, so they were beaten and scolded by the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. Several people were beaten to death."
"I was tricked by the people of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. They said I could work as an embroidery girl to offset some of the grain tax. I wanted to help out the grandpas and grandmas, but I didn't expect... I was captured by the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and forced into prostitution."
Hearing this, Cai Kun's vision went black. His entire body went limp, and he collapsed directly onto the ground.
The heart that had been hanging in his throat completely died!
Three martyrs in one family!
How dare those people!
Driving them to a dead end!
Boom!
Thunder rolled in the sky!
The originally clear and boundless sky was covered by dark clouds!
The sky instantly turned gloomy.
Qin Xiao stood to the side, a murderous aura raging all over his body, freezing the surrounding air!
His eyes were bloodshot, filled with endless killing intent and brutality!
After hearing Zhang Qianqian's words, what was there left to not understand?
These people were all absolute animals!
So many people bullying the orphan of fallen soldiers!
It was a known fact that fallen soldiers were entitled to pensions, but now not only was there no pension, but people were even arbitrarily taxing the land freely distributed by the imperial court!
To show such blatant disregard for him, the Emperor!
"Cai Kun! Tell me! Who was it! Just who would dare have such colossal nerve!"
Murderous intent left him trembling all over; he wished for nothing more than to draw his blade right then and there and slaughter every single person involved in this matter!
But Cai Kun had already passed out from sheer terror, completely unable to answer Qin Xiao.
"Your Majesty."
A timid voice managed to cool Qin Xiao's rage by a fraction.
Heavy raindrops battered against Zhang Qianqian's small face, blurring the line between the rain and her tears.
Kneeling on the muddy road, she carefully pulled out military medals from her pouch, one after another.
Cradling the bloodstained medals in both hands, she spoke to Qin Xiao in a mournful voice.
"Your Majesty, these medals were all bestowed by the imperial court... I am giving them back to you..."
"Your Majesty, could you please... give my family back to me..."
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