Chapter 43 The Bodyguard Arrives "You bastard! You despicable villain! How shameless!" In the room, Zhang Changji was cursing loudly and his defenses were completely broken. He could no longer contain his anger and was about to lunge forward, but Zhou Cang, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, took a step and hit the latter's dantian hard with the handle of his knife. "Peng!" Amid the low thumping sound, Zhang Changji bent over like a shrimp, his qi becoming disordered. Zhou Cang said coldly: "How dare you attack the official? I will report this to the governor. Take him away!" Several men in brocade clothes were as ferocious as wolves and tigers. They imprisoned him with shackles specially designed for warriors and dragged him out of the courtyard. During the process, Zhang Changji kept cursing and using foul language, which made Zhou Cang terrified. "Sir, who is this person..." Captain Zhou was very curious and asked indirectly. Wonder what's going on in the room.
"Alas," Zhao Duan sighed softly: "I am a colleague of his brother and we have always been on good terms. This person tried to establish a relationship with him. Unfortunately, the law is ruthless. We are working for His Majesty, so how can we use our personal feelings to interfere with the law?" You seem to be kidding me... Zhou Cang was shocked. Unexpectedly, Zhao Duan told lies without blinking an eye. "Haha, this time it's thanks to all the brothers for their efforts. It's getting late, so let's have some drinks." Zhao Duan smiled, took out a few silver bills from his sleeve and handed them over. "I dare not... My Lord, you can't... Oh, no, no..." Zhou Cang stopped pursuing the issue. After going through the process of accepting the gift three times and refusing three times, Captain Zhou reluctantly accepted it with a bright smile on his face, and immediately expressed his opinion: "As long as the envoy has an order, we will not dare to refuse. But now that the thief has been captured, what should we do next? I’m afraid we may not be able to pry him open. ” Zhao Duan took a step forward, stepped out of the threshold, and looked up at the sky. There is Yunnan in the sky, and the bright sunlight gradually dims. He said calmly: "Whether he said it or not is not important at all. The news that he was arrested and imprisoned is the most important thing." Zhou Cang was stunned: "Sir, can you make it clear?" Zhao Duan smiled and said: "The purpose of stirring up trouble is not to scare away the grass, but the snake. A snake hiding in a cave will not work. Only by making it crawl out can the snake catcher find its way back." After a pause, he glanced at the centurion who seemed to be thinking about something, and said: "When we come to your house, if we tell you directly that we are here for the Beijing Camp firearms case, the enemy hiding in the dark will flee." Zhou Cang suddenly realized: "So, you deliberately claimed that you came here for Zhuang Xiaocheng's case, making Zhang Jia Erlang mistakenly believe that you were deliberately framing him and retaliating." Zhao Duan nodded: "Many servants in the house heard what I said at the time, and they will definitely report it to the Zhang family later. In this way, the enemy behind the scenes will not flee immediately, but will worry about what will happen... When people panic, their IQ often declines and they reveal their flaws." Zhou Cang's eyes lit up: "I understand. I will send plainclothes officers to ambush and keep an eye on Zhang's family. Report any unusual movements immediately!" The more I marveled at this, the more I had a strange thought: Perhaps, the governor was wrong. The strategy of this envoy Zhao was far beyond the expectations of everyone in the capital.
…… …… Zhang Jia Erlang was captured by soldiers. The news spread quickly with deliberate promotion. "what?!" Inside the room, Zhang Changshuo, dressed in a blue shirt, dressed like a scholar, and with a small moustache, stood up suddenly and stared at the servant who came to report the news: "Erlang was taken away? Was it Zhao Duan and his men who did it?!" The three-day house arrest period ordered by the Empress has passed. Zhang Changshuo decided to stay out of the limelight and seldom went out these days. When he woke up this morning, his eyelids were twitching wildly. He didn't expect that something really happened. "Yes, together with the officials from the imperial court, that Zhao also extorted a large sum of money from the second master." The servant complained with dark eyes. After the officers left, he immediately ran to look for Zhang Jiadalang. blackmail? Zhang Changshuo was frightened at first, and he questioned carefully, not missing any details. Finally, he sat back in the large pear blossom chair with a solemn expression. The good news is: the truth was not revealed, but it was Zhao Gou's revenge. The bad news is: Danger! Danger! Danger! "Is Zhao the thief addicted to false accusations?" He cursed in his heart, thinking that Zhao Duan had benefited from the incident of attacking the prime minister and scored a second goal. "Ji Lang is also a bastard! Why do you have to provoke him? What you worry about will come true. He can never accomplish anything, but always causes trouble." Zhang Changshuo was in a bad mood. He was also involved in the case of the firearms maker, but not on his own initiative, but simply because he was dragged into it. About years ago. The people from "Prince Jing's Mansion" set a trap and framed Zhang Erlang, who had limited IQ. They used intimidation and inducement to pull him into their group, and he agreed to do things for them and help transfer a batch of firearms drawings and craftsmen. Zhang Erlang was illiterate and after being deceived, he thought about it and went to his brother to try to persuade his eldest brother to rebel. Zhang Changshuo was annoyed and scolded his second brother for being stupid. Is this kind of struggle something they can touch? What's more, he had been racking his brains to get close to the empress, but in the end his younger brother turned to Prince Jing. However, the two were related by blood, and Zhang Changshuo knew that if the matter was leaked, he would be implicated and his brother would die. He had no choice but to get involved and work for Prince Jing's Mansion. But Zhang Changshuo was a scholar after all, and had the bad habits of a writer. He liked to sit on the fence and always felt that betting on Prince Jing was not safe. Therefore, the motivation to cling to the empress became stronger and stronger. Trying to have the best of both worlds.
According to his idea: If he could climb into the empress's bed, he would sell out his brother. Then, the empress would not blame him because of his loyalty and their physical intimacy. She might even value him even more. This means: killing one's brother to prove one's truth! If climbing into bed fails, and Prince Jing can really seize the throne one day, the Zhang family will also be able to enjoy wealth and glory. But now the danger has arrived. "My second brother is a warrior, I think he can withstand torture, so I'm not afraid that he will let the cat out of the bag. But Ma Yan is investigating the firearms case, if they are connected and he finds out, everything will be over!" "So, we must fish him out as soon as possible and put an end to this matter. But uncle may not be able to help. Ma Yan never gives face to officials from the six ministries!" "In addition, when the news of his arrest spreads, the people in Prince Jing's Mansion will be nervous and suspect that the firearm case has been exposed. My Zhang family will immediately become abandoned!" "Those people in the south are not good people. They might react violently. We must appease them." "Also, Prince Jing's Mansion must have a higher-ranking official inside the court who will agree to help out and rescue my second brother for the sake of self-protection!" Many thoughts came to mind. Zhang Changshuo's face was uncertain, but his thoughts gradually became clear: He must notify the other party and ask for help. But...if I act rashly, it will most likely attract the attention of the imperial court. "Don't lose your composure. Be careful, be careful..." Zhang Changshuo muttered to himself. "Uncle? Please say something." Below, the servant who reported the news saw that he had been silent for a long time, and hurriedly urged him to speak. "What are you arguing about? I have my own arrangements," Zhang Changshuo scolded unhappily, then thought for a moment and said: "Immediately report this to my father and uncle, and think of a way to smooth things over." "As for me……" Zhang Changshuo looked up and saw dark clouds coming from the south outside the eaves, blocking the sunlight, and said: "You have to wait a moment." …… In the evening, Baima Prison. In your own duty room. Zhao Duan sat cross-legged in meditation. As he breathed, he could feel the sunset glow wandering around his body, creating a mysterious atmosphere. "call!" He opened his eyes, ended his visualization of the "Martial God Picture", and looked at his palms with excitement in his eyes. These days, he visualized the scroll almost every day, letting his consciousness sink into the scroll.
Every time, he appeared on the top of the mountain and witnessed the warriors fighting. The sun sometimes rises and sometimes sets. There is no other difference. He tried to communicate with "Taizu", but the other party did not respond at all. It was like a video or a demanding coach, guiding him to practice breathing and boxing. Finally, today, there was some progress. With a thought, Zhao Duan's arm pores spurted out rays of light, covering his palm. He slashed with the dagger, "chi chi"... It couldn't be cut through, and there was a faint sound of metal. "Before, the glow only appeared when I was extremely angry. Now, I can actively activate it and control its intensity. The part of my body blessed by the glow has become quite hard. Unfortunately, the area it covers is only the size of a palm." Zhao Duan was amazed. "But it's big enough like a palm..." He lowered his eyes and stared at his crotch, thoughtfully. Just as I was thinking about giving it a try, I suddenly heard footsteps approaching outside the door. Zhao Duan stood up and pushed the door, only to see the old supervisor Sun Lianying walking in alone. "grown ups!" Zhao Duan was surprised, as if he had thought of something. At this time, the "evening bell" rang in the Tianshi Mansion, the deep bell sound echoed throughout the city, and the last ray of light in the sky went out. The old eunuch with gray hair and sunken eyes stopped, put his hands together and looked at the night sky, and said: "The person I invited for you is here." …… This chapter transition (End of this chapter)