Zhang San,

A very common name in today's Ming Dynasty.

Perhaps there are hundreds of people named Zhang San, if not thousands.

There are many Zhang Sans in the same village.

His surname is Zhang and he is the third child. This is his full name.

Others would not call him Zhang San, this is the name used in the household registration.

They are usually called Ergouzi, Sangouzi, Goudan, Gousheng, and Luzizi.

Now Zhang San is sitting in the Jinyiwei prison, looking straight ahead without any expression.

He was the captain of the seven-man team that was captured.

At this moment, he was ready to die at any time.

The other six people were not all from the Ming Dynasty. Some were from the Western Regions, Goryeo, and small countries.

After training and cooperating together for a long time, everyone knows what to do with just a few glances.

The captain was in a panic. If these unruly people didn't come out, and he delayed any longer, he would be finished when Commander Jiang came back.

Soon the captain noticed that the young man in the middle was the leader of the group.

He walked over a few steps, grabbed Zhang San by the collar, and dragged him out of the cell.

"Get out of here right now! Get out now! Others can't leave even if they want to. Have you guys been kicked in the head by a donkey? I told you to get out, but you still won't leave."

Zhang San did not resist and allowed himself to be dragged away by the captain with an expressionless face.

Then he didn't leave, but stood at the prison gate.

The captain also lost his scruples and rushed into the cell, dragging them one by one.

The captain, who was completely unaware, has already walked into the middle of the seven of you. The remaining few people moved slightly and vaguely surrounded the captain.

Someone looked at Zhang San, indicating whether he should be subdued.

Zhang San shook his head slightly.

Such trouble will only make it more difficult for the employer to leave. All they need to do is delay the time as much as possible.

It's getting dark now, so we just have to wait until tomorrow morning when the boss leaves.

At that time, they can just go and die.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the end of the cell: "How dare you."

Upon hearing this familiar voice, Bai Hu, who was originally dragging people around in a rage, suddenly froze.

How could he not recognize that it was the voice of Song Zhong, the pacification envoy?

Soon, Song Zhong came over.

First, I looked at the current situation and obviously guessed some possibilities.

"Who told you to use force? If you can't even do this, what use are you?"

Song Zhong came over and started scolding him.

"Sir Song, I..." The captain wanted to explain, but was immediately interrupted by Song Zhong.

"Go explain to Commander Jiang." Song Zhong said coldly.

When the captain heard the name of Commander Jiang, he shuddered.

Sure enough, Commander Jiang came back and learned about this matter.

Song Zhong ignored the captain who was trembling with fear and spoke gently to them.

"I'm so sorry, brothers. I'm Song Zhong, the governor of the Jinyiwei Yamen. Maybe something went wrong in our Yamen, and we arrested the wrong person."

"After I learned about this, I immediately notified my subordinates to come and let them leave."

After saying that, Song Zhong scolded the captain again: "You fellow, I asked you to ask a few brothers to leave, is this how you ask for me to leave?"

"Why don't you apologize to your brothers quickly?"

Upon hearing this, the captain had no other thoughts and immediately bowed and clasped his fists and said, "I was wrong in this matter and caused trouble for you brothers. I would like to apologize and hope you will forgive me."

The captain bowed deeply and sincerely, and did not stand up for a long time, as if he kept bowing until everyone was silent.

Several people in the cell subconsciously looked at Zhang San.

A trace of doubt flashed across Zhang San's eyes, and then he said in a deep voice: "Sir Song, please don't play tricks on us."

When Song Zhong heard this, he immediately understood that there was probably a misunderstanding.

In fact, he knew Zhang San in front of him. He was the waiter in the teahouse. He had seen him when he went to the teahouse last time.

Zhang San naturally recognized Song Zhong as well.

Now, Song Zhong was a little conflicted.

Commander Jiang is still waiting outside and it is not convenient for him to show up. If he can't do this well, he might have to move to another position in the future.

Thinking of this, Song Zhong couldn't help but say seriously: "Brothers, I have no other intentions. It is indeed our government that made a mistake. I don't know what you brothers need. As long as I can do it, I will never delay."

Song Zhong was very humble and called himself "I" or "the inferior" to Zhang San and others.

It's a very polite name.

Song Zhong, the pacification envoy, was a fourth-rank official and wore a bullfighting suit.

Moreover, he is a powerful figure in the Jinyiwei Yamen, and can be considered to be in a high position and have great power.

It is extremely difficult to act like this.

However, since His Majesty was involved, Song Zhong did not dare to put on airs.

Anyone who has anything to do with His Majesty,

If one thing goes wrong, the whole family may not even have a banquet.

After Song Zhong finished speaking, everyone was silent.

After a long while, Zhang San looked at Song Zhong deeply and said, "We don't care about anything else, but it's getting late. I want to go out tomorrow at noon. I wonder if it's possible."

"Of course, it all depends on your wishes, brother." Song Zhong was slightly stunned and then reacted and said quickly.

Then he said, "You bastard, why don't you prepare some good wine and food for the brothers and apologize."

"Today, you will stay here with me. If anything makes the brothers unhappy, you will be held accountable."

Upon hearing this, the captain immediately said, "I obey your command."

"Brothers, please feel free to leave. I have many things to do in the government office." Song Zhong said with a smile.

Zhang San and others did not say anything, but just clasped their fists and saluted.

At the prison gate, Jiang Lin, who had been waiting for a long time, frowned slightly when he saw that only Song Zhong came.

Song Zhong was not vague either. He immediately walked over and whispered in his ear.

After listening, Jiang Li nodded slightly.

"Now that things have come to this, there is nothing we can do. I will go to the palace and report this to Your Majesty later."

Song Zhong was shocked when he heard this.

It was already dark at this moment, but Jiang Lin chose to go to the palace to meet the emperor immediately. Apparently, the importance of this matter was even greater than he had imagined.

After Jiang Li finished speaking, he prepared to leave.

However, after taking a few steps, he stopped again and thought for a while, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

In an instant, a flash of inspiration came to my mind.

He immediately ordered Song Zhong: "Immediately send more people to guard the courtyard where Master Zhu Ying is."

"Remember not to act rashly. If there is any situation, report it immediately."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhong immediately replied, "I obey your command."

After Jiang Li finished his instructions, he hurried towards the palace.

The Jinyiwei Yamen was just outside the Duanmen Gate, so it was very quick to get to the Forbidden City.

In the palace,

Zhu Yuanzhang had just left the Renzhi Hall.

Every night, he would come to see his son's coffin.

It is difficult for ordinary people to understand the pain of seeing the elderly die before the young.

Every time he left, Zhu Yuanzhang would fall into sadness.

However, as long as I think of my eldest grandson, the sadness will be much lessened.

Zhu Yuanzhang would feel much better every time he saw his eldest grandson every three days.

If it weren't for his eldest grandson, he didn't know how he could have survived.

At the gate of the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly stopped and instructed Liu He who was serving him:

"Arrange some people to clean Kunning Palace. Our eldest grandson has lived and grown up there since he was a child. We are afraid that he will not be used to sleeping in a different place when he comes back."

"I obey your order." A trace of horror flashed in Liu He's eyes, and he bowed and replied.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Yuanzhang ordered: "Find some old people to arrange the furnishings of Kunning Palace. It must be almost the same as it was ten years ago."

"My eldest grandson has lost his memory. Who knows, he might remember something when he comes back and sees familiar scenes."

Liu He bowed again and said, "I obey your order."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, thinking that nothing was missing, and then walked towards the Qianqing Palace.

At this time, a young eunuch came over quickly, bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, the commander of the Imperial Guard, Jiang Li, requests to see you."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly. He knew that Jiang Li’s request to see him at this time must be for something very important.

"Xuan."