Chapter 43 The Bodyguard Arrives
"You bastard! You despicable villain! You have no shame!"
In the room, Zhang Changji was cursing loudly and his defenses were completely broken.
Unable to contain his anger any longer, he was about to lunge forward, but Zhou Cang, with his quick eyes and hands, took a quick step and struck the latter's dantian hard with the hilt of his knife.
"Bang!"
Amidst the low thud, Zhang Changji bent over like a shrimp, his Qi disordered.
Zhou Cang said coldly, "How dare you attack the officers? I will report this to the Inspector. Take him away!"
Several men in brocade clothes were as fierce as wolves and tigers. They used shackles specially designed for warriors to restrain him and drag him out of the courtyard.
During the process, Zhang Changji kept cursing and using foul language, which made Zhou Cang frightened.
"Envoy, who is this person..." Captain Zhou was very curious and asked indirectly.
Wondering what was going on in the room.
"Alas," Zhao Duan sighed softly:
"I and his brother are colleagues and have always been on good terms. This person is trying to establish a relationship with us. Unfortunately, the law is ruthless. We are working for His Majesty, so how can we use personal feelings to circumvent the law?"
You seem to be kidding me... Zhou Cang was shocked.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Duan told lies without blinking.
"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 matter.
After going through the process of three rejections and three refusals, Captain Zhou reluctantly accepted it with a bright smile on his face, and immediately expressed his opinion:
"If the envoy has any orders, we will not dare to refuse.
But now that the thief has been apprehended, what's the next step? 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.
Yunnan is coming from the sky, and the bright sunlight is gradually dimming.
He said calmly:
"Whether he said it or not is not important. The news that he was arrested and imprisoned is what matters most."
Zhou Cang was stunned: "Sir, can you make it clear?"
Zhao Duan smiled and said:
"The purpose of stirring up the grass to startle the snake is not to startle the grass, but the snake. A snake hiding in its burrow 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 deep in thought and said:
"If we come directly and tell them we're here for the Beijing Camp firearms case, the enemy hiding in the shadows will flee."
Zhou Cang suddenly realized:
"So, you deliberately claimed that you were here for the Zhuang Xiaocheng case, causing Zhang Jia Erlang to mistakenly believe that you were deliberately framing him and retaliating."
Zhao Duan nodded:
"Many of the servants in the house heard what I said. They will definitely report it to the Zhang family later. That way, the enemy behind the scenes won't flee immediately, but will worry about what will happen... When people panic, their intelligence often declines, revealing flaws."
Zhou Cang's eyes lit up:
"I understand. I'll send plainclothes officers to ambush and keep an eye on Zhang's family. Report any unusual movements immediately!"
The more I marveled at it, the more I suddenly had a strange thought:
Perhaps, the governor was wrong. The strategy of this Zhao envoy far exceeded 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 sporting a small moustache, suddenly stood up and stared intently at the servant who had come 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 spotlight and seldom went out these days. When he woke up this morning, his eyelids were twitching. 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 circles in his eyes.
After the officers left, he immediately ran to look for Zhang Jia Dalang.
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 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 twice.
"Erlang is also a bastard! Why provoke him? What you worry about will come true. He can only cause trouble instead of help."
Zhang Changshuo was in a bad mood.
He was also involved in the firearms maker case, 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 threats and inducements 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 fooled, 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 blood-related, and Zhang Changshuo knew very well that if the matter was leaked, he would be implicated and his brother would also die.
There was 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 scholar. 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 his brother out. 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 the bed fails, and Prince Jing can really seize the throne one day, the Zhang family will also enjoy wealth and glory.
But now danger has arrived.
"My second brother is a warrior, so I think he can withstand torture. I'm not afraid of him letting the cat out of the bag. But Ma Yan is investigating the firearms case. If they connect it and he catches us, 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 has always been a stickler for officials from the six ministries!"
"Furthermore, if the news of his arrest spreads, the people in Prince Jing's Mansion will surely become nervous and suspect that the firearms case has been exposed. My Zhang family will immediately become abandoned!"
"Those people from the south aren't good people. They might react violently. We have to appease them."
"Also, Prince Jing's Mansion must have a higher-ranking official inside the court who, out of self-preservation, will also agree to take action and rescue my second brother!"
Many thoughts came to mind.
Zhang Changshuo's expression 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 was 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 find 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. He said:
"We'll have to wait a moment."
…
In the evening, Baima Prison.
In your own duty room.
Zhao Duan sat cross-legged in meditation. With every breath, a faint sunset glow wandered around his body, and the atmosphere was mysterious.
"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 visualizes the scroll almost every day, letting his consciousness sink into it.
Every time, he appeared on the top of the mountain and witnessed the martial artists 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 harsh coach, leading him to breathe and practice 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 rosy 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 rosy glow has become quite hard. Unfortunately, the area covered is only the size of a palm."
Zhao Duan was amazed.
"But it's big enough as a palm..." He lowered his eyes and stared at his crotch, thinking.
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 open, only to see the old supervisor Sun Lianying walking in alone.
"grown ups!"
Zhao Duan was surprised, as if he 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, folded his hands and looked at the night sky, and said:
"The person I invited for you is here."
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