Chapter 58: The Royal Treasury!

Hearing this.

Zhao Feng turned his head and said irritably, "If you aren't afraid of facing military law, then go ahead."

The Qin army maintained strict discipline; unless a general gave the order, acts of mass slaughter or rape were strictly forbidden.

The King of Qin aimed for the world, striving for an eternal legacy, not just a momentary conquest.

Therefore, when mobilizing against Han, the King of Qin had issued an edict.

The elite Qin soldiers were only permitted to strike the enemy; they were not to harm surrendering soldiers, and they were strictly forbidden from harming innocent civilians.

The concubines, palace maids, and eunuchs gathered in this plaza had already surrendered. Although their future lives would not be easy—most would be demoted to slaves and given to meritorious officials—military discipline was paramount, and chaos would not be tolerated.

If everyone acted lawlessly, what would become of military discipline?

The Qin army were not bandits.

Upon hearing Zhao Feng's words.

Zhang Han gave a sheepish smile: "My apologies, I misspoke."

Zhao Feng gave him a sidelong glance and, rather than saying more, turned to arrange the five military officers behind him: "Zhang Han, take your subordinates and guard this place."

"Luo Hua, Liu Wang, Zhuang Wei—you three, conduct a scattered search throughout the Han Palace."

"Wei Quan, you follow me to penetrate deeper into the palace."

Upon hearing this!

The military officers bowed in unison: "Understood!"

Then, they moved out in groups.

"Brother Wei, find someone from the Han Palace and ask where the national treasury is located."

"This is a matter of great importance; there is no room for error," Zhao Feng said, turning to instruct Wei Quan.

"Understood." Wei Quan immediately accepted the command.

He then personally led two elite soldiers to capture an elderly eunuch.

"Commander."

"This fellow looks quite old; he should know," Wei Quan said with a smile, pointing at the eunuch.

"What is your status in this Han Palace?" Zhao Feng stepped forward and asked directly.

"This servant... this servant is the head steward of the palace," the elderly eunuch replied in terror.

"Then we've found the right person."

"You know where the national treasury is, don't you?"

"Lead us there," Zhao Feng commanded immediately.

"Yes."

"Please follow this servant, General," the eunuch nodded frantically and immediately bowed low to lead the way.

The palace servants of the Han Palace had already been gathered in the plaza before the Grand Hall; with over a thousand people, there would be no obstacles under the guidance of this old steward.

As for the palace guards who once stood watch, most had been deployed to the first line of city defense and were almost entirely dead; thus, there were no other guards left within the palace itself.

It did not take long before the old steward led Zhao Feng to a grand hall.

The main entrance of the hall featured heavy bronze doors that appeared extremely sturdy.

"General, this is the Royal Treasury."

"However, the keys are held by the King himself; we cannot enter without them," the old steward said, bowing and speaking trepidately.

Now that his state of Han had fallen, as a remnant of a fallen kingdom, he was naturally terrified.

"That is simple. We'll just use a battering ram to break it open," Wei Quan said with a smile, looking at the bronze doors.

"Brother Wei."

"Have the men spread out to guard the perimeter."

After a quick glance, Zhao Feng spoke to Wei Quan.

"Understood."

Wei Quan nodded immediately.

"Elite soldiers, hear my command! Spread out and stand guard. No one is permitted to approach without the Commander's order!" Wei Quan shouted.

As his voice fell.

The seven hundred elite soldiers of his battalion immediately dispersed to guard the various points.

"What is your name?" Zhao Feng did not immediately attempt to open the treasury doors, but instead turned to ask the eunuch.

"Reporting to the General."

"This servant is Han Xi."

The eunuch replied in terror.

"Do you know what fate awaits those in this palace?" Zhao Feng asked again.

Upon hearing this!

Han Xi's expression changed, and he said with a sense of despair, "At best, demotion to slavery; at worst, hard labor."

Zhao Feng did not speak, but instead stared intently at Han Xi.

Feeling this gaze, the latter seemed to realize something and suddenly knelt before Zhao Feng: "This servant is willing to serve as your slave and maid; I beg the General to accept me."

"Brother Wei, this man is quite useful. Let him stay by your side. Once night falls, find an opportunity to take him out and settle him somewhere in the capital of Han."

"Keep this matter discreet," Zhao Feng instructed Wei Quan immediately.

Although Wei Quan was puzzled as to why Zhao Feng wanted to keep a eunuch, he understood that Zhao Feng had his own reasons and nodded immediately.

The Han capital had just fallen, and everything in the city was in chaos, as was the palace.

Taking out a mere eunuch would be easy, and settling him elsewhere would be even simpler.

After all, he was not a person of great importance.

"Thank you, General! Thank you, General!"

"This servant pledges his life's loyalty to the General!" Han Xi kowtowed repeatedly to Zhao Feng. He understood that his life had been spared, and perhaps he could avoid being reduced to a slave or a laborer.

As for Zhao Feng.

Han Xi was indeed useful.

As the head steward of the Han Palace, he was intimately familiar with the palace and the state of Han.

Now that Han had fallen, the Qin army would not withdraw immediately but would instead garrison here.

Zhao Feng naturally wanted to seize this opportunity to spend the gold from his portable space to cultivate his own true power and build his own foundation.

And this naturally required someone to do the work.

The men under his direct command were all Qin soldiers and were not suitable for such tasks; Han Xi was different—it would be easy to have him perform certain duties.

Having given his instructions.

Zhao Feng walked toward the treasury.

The heavy bronze doors before him looked extremely thick; without a key, they might have to be forced open.

But unfortunately, they were double doors.

Zhao Feng drew his Longquan Sword and struck directly at the gap between the doors.

With a slight exertion, there was a *crack*.

The connecting lock was instantly severed.

Zhao Feng gave a casual push, and the doors swung open.

"Brother Wei, you keep watch outside. I'm going in to see what's in this Han treasury," Zhao Feng turned and smiled.

"Zhao, kid."

"The treasury might look tempting, but you must not take anything indiscriminately. The military code has strict regulations. There are many eyes in the palace; if you are reported to the Central Command, it will be a capital offense."

"You have achieved great merit this time and have a limitless future; you cannot afford to be reckless," Wei Quan warned immediately as he saw Zhao Feng entering the Han Royal Treasury.

"Don't you worry."

"Even if I wanted to take something, I wouldn't be able to."

"Besides, I have two heads here that are worth a fortune."

"I'm just going in to take a look."

Zhao Feng replied with a chuckle. He spread his hands, and the two heads hanging from his waist were still dripping blood, looking quite gruesome. These were his battle merits, and he could not part with them.

"That's fine then." Wei Quan nodded with relief; he truly cared for Zhao Feng's well-being.

Subsequently.

Zhao Feng walked slowly into the Han treasury.

Stepping inside the treasury.

"Why does this treasury feel like it's already been looted?"

As far as the eye could see.

There were large chests, but they had all been pried open.

Furthermore, the treasury was in a state of total disarray.