The Red Chamber: Hang Qin Keqing at the start

Chapter 68 [068] Two years to distinguish right from wrong, where durian flowers bloom to illuminate the palace
Zhang Juzheng's heart trembled, and he was shocked to find that under the flickering light of the surrounding torches, that person's face was somewhat similar to that of Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun when he was young!

He thought he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes hastily, and looked intently again, only to realize that he knew that person.

Last time, the emperor took him to Rongguo Mansion and met that young man. He remembered that his name was Jia Qiang.

What is still fresh in his memory is that Jia Qiang is quick in writing, has Cao Zijian's seven-step talent, speaks well, writes in writing, and recites poems and lyrics as if he is looking for something, relying on a horse to wait. As a result, he was almost scalded by hot tea in order to bet with Jia Qiang mouthed.

Thinking about it till now, the corners of Zhang Juzheng's mouth still twitched, his old face was slightly red, and he secretly regretted whether he was too stupid, why did he compete with this kid at that time?As a result, he lost his face in front of His Majesty and Jia Zhen.

Although recalling this unbearable past, Zhang Juzheng felt a little unhappy, but Zhang Juzheng, as the chief assistant and an extremely personable minister, was very generous, and he didn't want to argue with Jia Qiang, a brat, otherwise, it would be as if Zhang Juzheng couldn't afford to lose. Same.
In fact, if he was really so magnanimous, he would not be able to climb to his current position. It is precisely because he lacks tolerance and refuses to be inferior to others that he has worked hard to climb to the high position of chief assistant.

Of course, Zhang Juzheng would never think of himself as a narrow-minded person, but a rather magnanimous, high-spirited gentleman.

Although Zhang Juzheng recognized Jia Qiang, Jia Qiang did not see clearly that the person sitting in the sedan chair was Mr. Zhang whom he had met once.

Because the light from the red lantern inside the sedan chair was extremely dim, Jia Qiang could only vaguely see an old man sitting inside, but couldn't see his face clearly.

Zhang Juzheng asked lightly:

"What do you intend to gather here with so many people?"

Zhao Quan raised his hand and pointed at Jia Qiang and the other three, and responded first:
"Sir Shoufu, these three are bandits armed with weapons. I will lead the brothers from Beizhen Fusi to arrest them."

Zhang Juzheng was slightly taken aback, and asked coldly:

"You say the three of them are gangsters, but do you have solid evidence?"

Zhao Quan curled his lips, and said shyly, "Not yet."

Zhang Juzheng snorted coldly and said:

"Without evidence, how can you arrest people casually? Let them go."

Although Zhang Juzheng suffered a lot when he bet with Jia Qiang last time, he didn't want to see Jia Qiang, a talented person, imprisoned.

In particular, I don't want Jia Qiang to be arrested by Zhao Quan and sent to Beizhen Fusi's imperial prison.

The environment in the imperial prison is harsh, the prison is strictly controlled, and the atmosphere of epidemic disease is full of the prison.

Moreover, Jin Yiwei can also abuse torture in the imperial prison, so that those who are imprisoned cannot survive or die.

It is even possible to bypass the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate, torture into tricks, fabricate charges, and ignore human lives.

There are a complete range of tortures in imperial prisons, and there are many names, which makes people change their faces.

These tortures are divided into [-] types, such as slapping fingers, pinching sticks, skinning, tongue breaking, spine breaking, finger dropping, heart stabbing, and pipa.

Moreover, Jin Yiwei is still constantly developing and updating torture tools and criminal laws, such as playing the pipa, pumping intestines, grooming and other tortures.

It can be said that as long as one enters the Imperial Prison, one is close to death, and very few people can get out of the Imperial Prison alive.

Therefore, Zhang Juzheng did not want Jia Qiang, the pillar of the country, to perish in imperial prison.

Facing Zhang Shoufu's order, Zhao Quan didn't dare to disobey. After hesitating for a while, he had no choice but to respond reluctantly:
"Yes! I will let you go now!"

After all, Zhao Quan ordered his subordinates to make way.

"Thank you, Mr. Shoufu, for speaking up and upholding justice!"

Jia Qiang gave a salute to Zhang Juzheng's sedan chair, then ordered Bao Yong to drive the carriage and continue to chase in the direction where Nurhachi fled.

After being blocked by Zhao Quan and the Jin Yiwei for so long, Jia Qiang reckoned that he might not be able to catch up with Nurhachi.

If Nurhachi returned to Hetuala, unified all the Jurchen tribes, and then led the Eight Banners army into the customs, burned, killed, looted, slaughtered the people, and swallowed the Daming country.

Then this Zhao Quan is a sinner through the ages!
Jia Qiang doesn't think that the traverser will be able to kill the Son of Destiny.

For example, in history, Wang Mang at the end of the Western Han Dynasty was very likely to be a time traveler, but wasn't he defeated by Liu Xiu, the son of the plane?
If Nurhachi escaped from Shenjing City this time, it would be like a dragon returning to the sea and a tiger returning to the forest.

Thinking of this, Jia Qiang ordered Bao Yong to speed up, brave the wind and snow, and chase forward madly.

On the other side, Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun and Jia Yuanchun had an upside-down affair, and the dragon's heart was overjoyed, and Jia Yuanchun was immediately canonized as a virtuous concubine.

Jia Yuanchun saluted Qian'er: "Thank you Lord Long! Long live my emperor!"

Zhu Yijun smiled and raised his hand to help: "Aifei is flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Jia Yuanchun straightened up, after a little thought, he smiled and said:

"Your Majesty, I have been in the palace for seven years, and I miss my family very much. I beg Your Majesty to allow me to go home and visit my relatives once."

Zhu Yijun smiled and said: "Yes, but you just became a concubine this year, and now it's almost the end of the year. According to the rules of the palace, you should spend the New Year with me in the palace this year. You can go home again on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month next year." How about visiting relatives?"

Jia Yuanchun wept with joy, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for fulfilling the task!"

Zhu Yijun wiped away her tears and said with a smile:
"You can tell your family members in advance and let them prepare well."

"Follow the emperor's order!" Jia Yuanchun saluted again.

On the other hand, after Qin Zhong peeked at his sister Qin Keqing taking a bath, the evil fire in his heart ran wildly, and he rushed to Shuiyue Nunnery in the wind and snow, hoping to find the pretty nun Zhizhier to vent his anger.

In the past, Qin Zhong and Jia Baoyu went to Shuiyue Nunnery to play together, and chatted with Zhi Zhier, who was in charge of serving tea and pouring water.

Although Qin Zhong did not express his love to Zhizhi'er, he could see a bit of shy and silent love from Zhizhi'er's eyebrows.

However, what Qin Zhong didn't know was that when he was peeking at Qin Keqing taking a bath just now, he accidentally dropped a handkerchief outside Qin Keqing's door. The word "bell" was embroidered on it, which was embroidered for him by Qin Keqing herself.

This handkerchief was picked up by Baozhu and handed over to Qin Keqing.
At this moment, in Shuiyue Nunnery, Zhizhi'er tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, so he walked into the kitchen alone to wash the tea bowls and trays.

In fact, she didn't become a nun voluntarily, but was abducted by the masters when she was a child to do work.

As she grows older, the normal emotional needs of a girl make her tired of the life of a monk who wears cassocks and is always accompanied by Buddha lamps.

After she got acquainted with the romantic and handsome Qin Zhong, she couldn't help but develop a good impression of him.

Just when Zhizhi'er buried her head in cleaning the tea set, she suddenly felt a tightness around her waist. She hurriedly looked down, and was surprised to see a pair of arms encircling her slender waist from behind!
(End of this chapter)