Daming Yinghua

Chapter 219
Zhu Ganjuan took the tea poured by Zhu Xiang, took a sip, and said in a harmonious voice, "Princess Miao just said, what is the name of this tea?"

Zhu Xiang said: "Return to Your Highness, this is Lanxue tea, picked from Shaoxing Mansion."

"Oh," Zhu Ganjuan nodded, "When I was a child, I heard from my master that Uncle Ouyang Yong said that the best quality tea from the two Zhejiang provinces is from the place where King Goujian of Yue used to make swords."

In the courtyard outside, Miao Ruiyun and Liu Shimin were interrogating Tong Xiyu's subordinates.

The miserable hissing of these uninvited guests when they were tortured tonight did not affect Zhu Ganjuan at all.

The royal family, who was in his prime, continued to sip the tea soup leisurely, and occasionally sighed: "The two Zhejiang provinces are just my backyard. It's a pity that the ancestors of the widow never drank such good tea in their entire lives."

Miao Zhuxiang didn't dare to answer the words, she just stood still with downcast eyes.

Zhuxiang has served Miao Ruiyun for many years, and has always dealt with important figures openly and secretly. Even when facing Liu Shimin and Ningde Zheng Gong, she did not feel ashamed at the moment.

The descendant of Emperor Jianwen, the nephew of Miao Atai, the leader who still calls himself a "widow", this is the first time Zhuxiang has seen the real masters of these warriors who have returned to their homeland.

Zhu Xiang felt that Zhu Ganjuan, who clearly spoke plainly to the guards and servants on the left and right, always had a gloomy aura like the cold light of snake scales.

The torture in the courtyard took a break.

After a while, the guards sent by Miao Ruiyun and Zhu Ganjuan to supervise the interrogation came into the room.

The moment Miao Ruiyun recognized Han Xiying just now, she actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Obviously, the gang of villains who descended from the sky tonight were not assassins from the capital.

Fortunately, it wasn't any informer under his command.

"Your Highness," Miao Ruiyun said with an apologetic look, "it's a little girl I offended in the past, who came to seek revenge and disturb His Highness."

Zhu Ganjue hurriedly stood up and supported Miao Ruiyun: "Aunt, don't worry, sit down and drink tea first, take a breath before talking."

Zhu Xiang hurriedly offered Lan Xue tea.

Miao Ruiyun moistened her lips, and then said again: "The local rich gentry Han's girl, Pianzi, was used by the eldest daughter-in-law of the Gu family as a gunman to kill her sister a few years ago. After teaching Miss Zheng and me to expose it, she went to Liaodong to give her a hand. Being a concubine of a guerrilla general is like punishment. I never thought of becoming a slave and fleeing back to the south to learn the art of firearms secretly. When I was abducted here, I wanted to take my wife's life by the way."

"Oh..." Zhu Ganjuan leaned back on the chair, his Taoist robes were hanging down like a jade mountain.

Young Master Junyan looked at Liu Shimin who was standing respectfully at the threshold: "I don't think it is likely to be an assassin in the capital. If the one on the dragon chair is really what General Liu said, the big move is about to happen, and there should be chaos inside and outside the imperial city." When there is a pot of porridge, even if my aunt, Zheng Shoufu, and General Liu's men really betrayed the seller and asked for glory, they should report on the pony general first."

Liu Shimin took a few steps forward, and said calmly, "What Your Highness said is absolutely true."

Zhu Ganjuan thought for a while: "Bring the buck-toothed woman in the lead."

Tong Xiyu was pushed into the house.

Han Xiying and the family servants found out the cause and effect, so Tong Xiyu didn't have to be punished.

After coming to the south, everything went smoothly for her. After a strange accident, she was startled and dazed for a while, and gradually guessed from the hidden situation of master guards in the courtyard, that the old lady Miao that Han Xiying was talking about must be more than a reclusive palace lady. So simple.

With disheveled hair, she stared at Zhu Ganjuan and the others arrogantly, like a she-wolf who had fallen into a trap and remained strong.

There was no seriousness in Zhu Ganjuan's gaze at her.

"Your surname is Tong? Ming people are also in your family?"

Tong Xiyu said coldly: "Our Tong Jia family, our ancestors are Jurchens."

"Oh," Zhu Qianjue smiled, "Actually, it doesn't matter where the ancestors are from. The generation that came out to forge ahead is a capable person, even if they are worthy of their ancestors. I guess, you, a woman, can take on this important task, and you have an extraordinary strategy. There should be strong support at the foot of the mountain, and even outside Songjiang Mansion."

Tong Xiyu didn't say a word.

Zhu Ganjue stood up, took two steps forward, and continued: "Your opponents are also good, and you are willing to go out for her personal grievances. Well, actually, I am also like this."

As soon as he finished the word "Xin Xing", he suddenly raised his sleeves, and saw a flash of white shadow, accompanied by the sound of arrows flying, and the woman's screams came from the courtyard immediately.

That was Han Xiying's voice.

"Where did you hit?" Zhu Qianjue asked.

A guard came to report: "Your Highness, that woman has an arrow in her eye socket."

"Left eye or right eye?"

"Right eye."

"Oh, it's the good eye. This time I won't be able to see anyone, go and give her a good time. The widow can't hear the woman screaming so miserable."

The guards led the way and stabbed Han Xiying's chest, who was rolling on the ground, with his sword.

The last beast-like cry sounded in the night, and the courtyard immediately fell silent.

Zhu Ganjuan turned around and said to Tong Xiyu: "This girl offended my people, I can't spare her. The rest of your followers, who lost their lives due to lack of skills in hand-to-hand combat, can't rely on me. The two who are still alive, don't blame them It’s not easy to confess and hold grudges, go out for a walk, gather a few skilled subordinates, and you will always need them in the future.”

Tong Xiyu's expression changed this time, and he asked tentatively, "Master, are you going to let me go?"

Zhu Ganjuan nodded: "You didn't come for me in the first place, what am I doing to kill you?"

When he said this, Miao Ruiyun and Liu Shimin were also quite shocked.

This woman is a Jurchen spy, and the girl surnamed Han also said that they got the French pattern of the firearms factory, why did His Highness let them go like this?

Tong Xiyu frowned, and asked Zhu Ganjuan suspiciously, "Aren't you from the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Ganjuan said: "What kind of Jurchens from the Ming Dynasty look like fluttering, the world is like a gull."

Tong Xiyu grew up in a wealthy family, but she was also taught by a teacher. She knows this poem, and she feels a strange sense of sadness.

The two servants of the Tong family in the courtyard staggered up and walked over: "Master, shall we go?"

Tong Xiyu didn't hesitate anymore, and said to Zhu Ganjuan, "Young master is open and bright, we will meet later."

……

Blacksmith Du made a ladle with his hands and scooped water from the river to wash his face to relieve anxiety.

Looking at the position of the moon, it's almost [-] o'clock, and the eastern sky is already faintly pale. Why haven't the master and the others come down the mountain yet.

He turned his head and looked at Zheng Haizhu who was bound by the string of the boat.

This trapped beast kept its eyes wide open, looking around.

Another family member of the Tong family murmured to Tiejiang Du: "This woman has never given birth, and she is very smooth. If the master doesn't allow it, I really want to make fun of her."

He still wanted to continue complaining, but Tiejiang Du suddenly "shushed", motioning him to shut up.

After listening to Xun for a while, Blacksmith Du lowered his voice and said, "There is a boat coming."

The two passed by Zheng Haizhu quickly, walked to the stern, pushed aside the dense aquatic plants, and looked out.

On the river under the moonlight, the silence of the whole night was broken, and a canoe cruised slowly.

"Night sailing boat?" The servant who had just said nonsense asked under his throat.

"What's wrong, how can there be a night boat that doesn't light lanterns?" Blacksmith Du denied his companion's judgment.

They turned back almost at the same time, looked at Zheng Haizhu, and confirmed that the woman's mouth was tightly gagged, and she could only helplessly make a faint, inaudible "woo woo".

Blacksmith Du was lucky that his family's boat was parked in a good place, covered by reeds, even during the day, it might not be eye-catching, let alone at night.

But he soon discovered he was wrong.

The solo boat was getting closer and closer, like a ghost coming towards him.

The moment the bow parted the reeds, several torches suddenly lit up on the deck, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

At the same time, Zheng Haizhu jumped into the river without hesitation, only hearing a "plop".

"Go down and rescue Miss Zheng!"

Huang Zunsu ordered loudly.

(End of this chapter)