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Chapter 112 Asking
Wu Yier ate with great satisfaction. He looked at the little beggar who stopped eating after one bite and sneered, "You eat so little cat food. No wonder you're twelve years old and still look less than ten."

"No, Brother Laizi probably ate some. He can eat three big bowls of bean rice in one meal!" Xiaolu complained for Little Laizi, "Brother Laizi couldn't bear to finish these delicious buns. He wanted to take them home for his other brothers and sisters."

Wu Yiji raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Little Lai Zi tugged at Little Green's sleeve and said embarrassedly, "My brothers and sisters have never eaten white flour and meat-filled buns."

Wu Yier sighed. Wuwei City was close to the Turks, and merchants didn't like to come here. People left one after another, and the population was getting smaller and smaller.

People's livelihood is declining, the economy is sluggish, and even begging is more difficult than anywhere else.

It is not easy for these children to live to this age.

Wu Yi Er asked, "How many of you are there?"

The little leper was alert, "Why are you asking this?"

"There are only five buns left here. Are you sure there are enough for your brothers and sisters?" Wu Yier explained. "Since you want to leave them for them, you can't just let them lick one each. At least one for each of them, right?"

"Tell me how many of you there are, and I'll buy some more."

The little leper rolled his eyes. "There are eighty-two of us!"

Xiaolu raised his eyes and glanced at Xiaolaizi, with some resentment in his eyes.

Wu Yier sneered, "Do you think I'm a fool? How can your little shabby courtyard hold more than 80 people?"

He turned and left, "Since you're not honest, there's no need for me to keep you around as a scapegoat."

Do you really think their daughter's money came from the wind? They are just making empty claims and extorting money.

The girl’s kindness is really wasted!

The bun that was about to be eaten was about to fly away. Little Laizi didn't care about anything else and stopped Wu Yier and knelt down. "Uncle, uncle, I was wrong. Please forgive me this time. I also wanted to get more buns for my brothers and sisters."

Wu Yier walked around him and left.

The little beggar quickly hugged his thighs and said, "Master, Master, please forgive me this time."

Xiaolu hugged Wu Yier's other thigh and begged, "Kind uncle, please don't be angry. Ask me anything you want to ask. I will answer honestly and won't tell a single lie."

Wu Yier picked up one and placed it on a wooden chair, warning, "This is your last chance. If you dare to lie to me, I will return the consultation fee to the clinic."

The little beggar was completely panicked and kept promising not to lie again.

Wu Yiji asked again, "How many of you are there?"

Xiaolu answered honestly, "Thirty-four people, thirty boys and four girls."

“Why are you living on the streets?”

Xiaolu said blankly, "I don't know. I've been begging on the streets since I can remember."

The little beggar spoke for her, "Most of us had our parents killed by the Turkic soldiers. The uncles and aunts who took us in treated us badly. They didn't give us food or clothes, and they beat and scolded us every day. We couldn't stand it, so we ran away."

"How did you get together?"

"Although Wuwei City is large, there are only a few streets with a lot of people. We often met when begging for food, and fought over a copper coin or a mouthful of rice. Over time, we became familiar with each other."

"After Lord Lu arrived, he arranged for us to live together in a shabby house at the end of Hanzhang Street. We lived there for two years, and our relationship grew stronger and stronger, and we became brothers and sisters."

The little lecher patted his chest and said proudly, "I'm older, so they all call me brother!"

Wu Yier looked the little beggar up and down and asked, "Are you their leader?" "No, not really," Xiaolu interrupted, "Big brother and sister Xiaohong are our leaders."

Wu Yier asked, "Sister Xiaohong? The one lying in the room?"

Xiao Lu nodded.

"Where's the big brother?"

Xiaolu's tears dripped down. "Big brother was beaten to death by the bully from the Wang family in order to protect us."

Wu Yier frowned, "You didn't file a complaint with the authorities?"

"Why didn't we go? We all went!" Two years later, the little beggar still felt a pang of anger when he thought of this incident. "The previous prefect received orders from the Wang family and not only didn't sentence the Wang family bully to murder, but instead accused us, a refugee, of falsely accusing innocent citizens!"

"We thought we would die in prison, but the previous prefect was killed for some unknown crime. Lord Lu took over, investigated the case, and released us."

Wu Yier was delighted to hear this. "What about the bully from the Wang family?"

The little beggar gritted his teeth and said, "I paid ten thousand taels of silver and was spared from the beating. It happened to be the time of the amnesty, so I was released after only a few days in prison."

Wu Yier could understand his feelings very well. After all, the Wang family bully killed a refugee with no proper identity, and the crime was much lighter than killing an innocent citizen. The new emperor issued a general amnesty upon his ascension to the throne, and all those who committed crimes were pardoned and released as long as they were not seriously guilty.

Many criminals escaped legal punishment because of a general amnesty. When the old general was alive, he often said that the royal family had many ways to show mercy and there was no need for a general amnesty.

Isn't this simply causing trouble for Dayu's laws?

Seeing the two children crying breathlessly, Wu Yier tried to comfort them dryly. After they calmed down, he continued to ask, "Your sister Hong is so seriously ill, why don't you go to ask Lord Lu for help?"

Xiaolu sobbed and said, "Sister Xiaohong didn't let us go. She said we had already caused a lot of trouble for the adults. She just endured it and passed by."

"Lord Lu buys us food at the end of every month, but his salary isn't much to begin with, and he has a family to support," Little Laizi whispered. "Last time, Lord Lu sent us extra charcoal, and Madam Lu was very unhappy."

Therefore, they did not dare to go to Lord Lu easily, for fear of putting Lord Lu in a difficult position.

"So you come to blackmail our princess."

Wu Yier looked at these two unfortunate, pitiful, and somewhat hateful children and couldn't help but lecture them, "Do you know the status of the princess?"

Xiaolu blinked blankly. She didn't even know what a princess was.

Little Laizi didn't know either, but he saw with his own eyes their decisive Lord Lu kneeling respectfully on the ground, and he had already made a judgment in his mind.

Wu Yier kindly explained, "Let me put it this way, that bully from the Wang family doesn't even have the qualifications to kowtow to the princess."

Little Green's mouth opened into an O shape.

The little beggar swallowed his saliva and felt more and more that he was lucky.

Wu Yier sneered, "You're lucky to have met Princess Zhaoshan. If it were any other royal daughter, they would have dragged you away and beaten you to death!"

The little beggar was terrified.

"Alright, I have nothing more to ask. Go take care of the patient," Wu Yier stood up and gave them a final warning. "If you dare plot against the princess again, no matter what you're hiding, I won't let you go."

The little beggar nodded repeatedly.

He didn't dare to do that anymore. He would rather plot against the bully from the Wang family. At least Lord Lu could still save him.

Little Beggar: I am so lucky.