The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

The three little heads outside the door were all shocked when they heard this. The last time they encountered bandits was many years ago when they were in the capital.

It was just a misunderstanding. The robbers had kidnapped the wrong person, and they only wanted to rob the rich and give to the poor. They didn't hurt anyone. Compared with the bandits who massacred the village, it was nothing.

When Zhao Yunshan heard the words "the entire village was massacred," he jumped up and dropped the folder on the table. "What did you say? Where are the survivors? Take me there quickly."

The man below wiped the sweat from his forehead and followed Zhao Yunshan. "This incident happened suddenly. I just heard the news and rushed here to report..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yunshan stopped and looked at the three strange children at the door. He frowned and was about to drive them away, but then he remembered that they were in someone else's house, so he lowered his head and said nothing.

Zhao Yunshan stared at the three children for a few moments, their eagerness to try. Although he was extremely impatient, he remembered what Lan Jinlin had said: he had accompanied his father to the countryside many times to understand the people's sentiments. He said, "You two must come with us! Don't complain of being tired!"

The three children said in unison, "Okay!"

The man looked at the scene in shock, stunned. Who are these three children?

Seeing the magistrate's puzzled look, the servant beside him kindly reminded him, "Sir, these are my two sons and daughters, who are about to disembark today."

Seeing the prefect's mouth opening, the servant added in a low voice, "From the capital."

The prefect immediately covered his pounding heart and looked at the servant in front of him with gratitude, "Thank you, thank you!"

He almost thought that General Zhao was casual in doing things. He even took the wild child out to play when he went out to do things. It was simply ridiculous!

But now, after learning about the identities of Mingyue and others, the prefect just felt that General Zhao was really good, bringing the young master and the princess out to broaden their horizons and enrich their experience.

As he was thinking, he fell behind several people by a considerable distance.

"Yunshan!" Jiang Mengrou's voice came from the corridor, "Yunshan, are you going with the three of them?"

Zhao Yunshan hugged Mingyue and nodded, "Don't worry, Madam. I will take good care of Mingyue."

Jiang Mengrou was silent for a moment, but finally let Mingyue go. She tied her cloak around her and said, "Go ahead. Be careful on your way. I'll be waiting for you at home."

Minghao and Mingyang: Oh, don’t worry about our life or death.

Mingyue's little face was wrinkled at the moment, but she still forced a smile and waved to Jiang Mengrou.

Zhao Yunshan climbed onto his horse, holding Mingyue in his arms, while his two sons were held in the arms of his deputy general. Together they rushed to the village twenty miles away where the incident had occurred.

Even before reaching the village, even in the town itself, I could sense the panic. The main street, which should have been bustling with activity, was now completely empty, with shuttered shops and scattered stalls. Occasionally, I'd see a head peeking out of a window, but when I looked back, it was gone.

Mingyue felt a little uneasy. If the village was so desolate, what would the situation be like?

Zhao Yunshan pulled Mingyue's hood down low halfway. "Don't look at it for a while. Daddy said you can look at it, so you can lift it up again, okay?"

Mingyue nodded obediently, "Okay."

Soon, we arrived at the village gate.

At this time, there was already an official here to handle the matter, who happened to be Lan Jinlin's father, the county magistrate of Fuchuan County - Lantian.

"I am Lantian, the magistrate of Fuchuan County, and I pay my respects to General Weiyuan and the prefect." Lantian bowed respectfully when he saw them approaching.

He noticed the pink ball in General Zhao's arms and the two young men in front of the two deputy generals. Based on the information conveyed by his son, he thought that these three were General Zhao's children.

Mingyue was also thinking of the Smurfs at this moment. Isn’t this the Smurfs’ father? What a coincidence!

Zhao Yunshan dismounted, holding Mingyue in his arms. "These are my three children. Although they are young, they are very concerned about this matter, so I brought them here."

Everyone around was delighted and praised him, saying, "A tiger father will have a dog son/daughter."

They walked in and saw that the whole village was covered with blood and traces of fire. Zhao Yunshan began to ask what had happened.

"General, according to the survivors, this gang of bandits came down from Nanwei Mountain behind Luojia Village, and immediately began burning, killing, and looting along the way. In just half an hour, the entire village was wiped out. There are only fifteen survivors left, eleven men and four women. The oldest is fifty-eight years old, and the youngest is still an infant..."

"Whether male or female, young or old, those who were caught were not simply killed, but were disemboweled and died. These few people survived because they were well hidden by their families."

Minghao smelled a faint smell of blood and felt a little nauseous when he heard this. Mingyang kept supporting him.

Mingyue, having heard this, clutched her father's clothes tightly, unable to believe that such a cruel person could exist. Zhao Yunshan, noticing her abnormality, patted Mingyue's back gently to comfort her, then gestured for Lantian to continue.

He then recounted the details one by one, "Today at 9:00 PM, one of the survivors, a thirteen-year-old boy, came to report the crime. He was covered in blood, and when he arrived, he caused panic along the way."

"After careful questioning, I learned that the bandits had rushed into the village at midnight and left at midnight. But the survivor was too scared to go out. He didn't dare to come out until daybreak, when everything was quiet."

Zhao Yunshan nodded. "Where are the survivors?"

Lantian pointed to a relatively well-preserved house not far away, surrounded by many officers and soldiers. "They were frightened and had no choice but to gather here."

Zhao Yunshan nodded. This was a good idea; it would make them feel safe and would also make it easier to question them. He quickened his pace and walked forward.

Along the way, there were no other bodies except for blood, valuables, and some horse hoof prints. They must have been taken away by someone.

"This house is the village chief's house, and this is Village Chief Luo." Lantian introduced.

Zhao Yunshan looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, and then thought of the 58-year-old survivor mentioned by Lantian, and nodded slightly at him.

The old village chief was a seasoned veteran, recognizing Zhao Yunshan as the most influential of the group. He sank to his knees, "Sir, please make the decision! This entire village has been ravaged by a sudden upheaval, and I, an old man, am unfit to be the village chief! I only managed to save two of my own children."

Although his words were tinged with dialect and he kept crying, Zhao Yunshan still keenly grasped the key point. There were more than 200 people in the whole village, and only 15 survived, three of whom were from the village chief's family.

However, his expression remained calm. "Old sir, please stand up quickly. I will definitely find the heinous bandit and give everyone justice."

Village chief Luo paused for a moment, then pulled the other survivors to kneel down and kowtow with tears of gratitude.

When they stood up, Zhao Yunshan realized...