Having made up his mind, Zhang Shijie found a few bowls in the prison, trampled them to pieces, then picked up a fragment and used the sharp corners to write the word "Shijie" on the other fragments.
After writing, Zhang Shijie threw the fragments out of the window. Each time he threw them out at different angles and with different strengths, so that the fragments would be scattered to the ground as much as possible and increase the chance of being discovered.
To do all this, Zhang Shijie can only resign himself to fate and only hope that God can help him again.
To say that things in this world are unpredictable, some things are destined and cannot be changed. Even if they seem impossible, they often happen.
On this day, Zhang Hongyan and Zhang Honggui, sons of Zhang Rou, were playing in the back mountain. They happened to come to the foot of the cliff and accidentally discovered the fragments of the bowl dropped by Zhang Shijie.
Zhang Honggui said to Zhang Hongyan: "Fourth brother, brother Shijie has been missing for many days. This must be a distress signal written by him."
Zhang Hongyan nodded in agreement, and then the two brothers found a few more fragments, which further confirmed that this was Zhang Shijie's distress signal.
Then the two began to search for the source of the fragment, and finally looked around, finally focusing on the Zhang family's private cell on the cliff.
Zhang Honggui asked: "Could it be that brother Shijie was imprisoned by his father?"
Zhang Hongyan nodded and said, "What brother Shijie said to his father that day must have angered his father, so he imprisoned him."
After saying that, Zhang Hongyan shook his head and said: "Since this is what father wants, there is nothing we can do, so let's go."
Zhang Honggui refused and said: "Brother Shijie is a member of our Zhang family. Why did my father imprison him? Since brother Shijie sent out a distress signal, he must have been wronged. Why don't we go to our father to plead for mercy and let him live?"
Brother Jie."
Zhang Hongyan's face turned stern and he said angrily: "Are you going to disobey your father? This is my father's decision and we cannot question it."
After saying that, Zhang Hongyan took Zhang Honggui and left.
When Zhang Honggui left, he looked back at the private cell from time to time, his eyes full of concern for Zhang Shijie.
Zhang Shijie teaches them martial arts on weekdays and takes good care of them. It can be said that he is both their cousin and half their master. In an era when one day is a teacher and a life is a father, Zhang Shijie, Zhang Hongyan, Zhang Honggui and their
The feelings are beyond the comparison of ordinary people.
At night, Zhang Honggui tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and found an ax. Then he carefully went to the private cell in the back mountain alone and quietly set a fire next to it.
When the house slave guarding the private cell saw it, he was frightened and panicked. He shouted for help and went to look for water.
Seeing the opportunity, Zhang Honggui immediately went to the private cell, cracked the door lock with an ax, and released Zhang Shijie inside.
"Brother Shijie, please leave quickly. When father comes, you won't be able to leave."
Zhang Shijie looked at Zhang Honggui, patted him on the shoulder gratefully, and said, "I will never thank you for your kindness. Brother Honggui, if anything happens to you in the future, I will sacrifice my life to repay you."
After saying that, Zhang Shijie left quickly, his figure disappearing into the dark night.
Zhang Rou soon learned about Zhang Shijie's escape and the fire that broke out in the private cell was inexplicable. He knew that someone must be secretly helping Zhang Shijie, and the person who helped must be the Zhang family.
Zhang Rou summoned everyone and scanned them one by one like a torch. When she finally met Zhang Honggui's eyes, Zhang Honggui was so frightened that he subconsciously lowered his head to dodge.
Zhang Rou didn't ask any questions. She got a whip and whipped Zhang Honggui immediately. There was blood on the whip.
Zhang Honggui was only eleven or twelve years old at this time. He was only a half-grown child, but he was quite ambitious. He did not wail or scream, but clenched his teeth tightly without making any sound.
At the tent of King Khan of Tuo Lei, Tuo Lei was discussing the war with the generals such as Borshu, Chi Laowen, Chahan, Poru and Adachi.
As the sons of Tuo Lei, Meng Ge, Kublai Khan, Hu Jidu, and his name were lost. The four of them were also deliberately cultivated by Tuo Lei and listened on the side.
Kublai Khan was extremely excited about this arrangement. He listened carefully to the conversation between Tuo Lei, Bo Shu and others, for fear of missing a word.
Su Jian Du and Shi Qi Ming showed little interest. They looked around from time to time. Su Jian even yawned a few times under his breath, obviously wanting to have a good night's sleep.
As for Brother Meng, he looked at Bo Shu from time to time, his eyes full of resentment.
In the past, Borshu was ordered by Genghis Khan to punish Meng Ge, which almost killed Meng Ge.
Borshu was also acting under orders and had nothing to do with him, but Meng Ge did not dare to hate Genghis Khan, so he focused his anger on Borshu.
At this time someone came in to report.
"Reporting to the Great Khan, the Emperor of Song Dynasty sent an envoy to request an audience."
When Tuo Lei heard this, he immediately became angry and said: "What kind of envoy did the Emperor of Song send to tell him to get out? I don't want to see him."
Borshu hurriedly advised: "Great Khan, now we are fighting fiercely with Ogedai. Song and Jin may be a threat to us. For them, we still have to try our best to know ourselves and the enemy so that we can win every battle. Since the Song envoy
Come and meet him, at least we can have a better understanding of the attitude of the Song Dynasty at this time."
After hearing this, Tuo Lei was quite unconvinced, but Bo Shu was a veteran on the battlefield, not only brave but also outstanding in strategy. Naturally, Tuo Lei would seriously consider his opinion.
"Let him in."
Soon, Jiang Nanxing, the Song envoy, strode into the tent.
Jiang Nanxing is over sixty years old, with a head full of white hair and wrinkles on his face like ravines. However, despite his old age, he is energetic and high-spirited, and seems to be in the same state as he was at forty years old.
When Jiang Nanxing saw Tuo Lei sitting in the upper position, he immediately held the messenger banner, held his head high, and said with arrogance: "Jiang Nanxing, the envoy of His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, has seen the Mongolian Tuo Lei Khan."
When Tuo Lei saw Jiang Nanxing calling him Great Khan on behalf of the Song Dynasty, his face suddenly became very happy, and he rarely smiled at the people of Song Dynasty.
Tuo Lei smiled and said: "Very good, tell me what happened when your emperor sent you."
Jiang Nanxing said: "His Majesty, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, sent an envoy here to inquire about when the marriage between the Mongolian princess and my Majesty, the Emperor, will be arranged."
Tuo Lei's eyebrows were raised, and the happy expression just now disappeared, and he said angrily: "How could I, the Mongolian princess, be so noble, marry your weak Song Dynasty? Go back and tell your emperor to let him die.
Heart."
Jiang Nanxing was not angry, but looked calm. He said: "May I ask Tuo Lei Khan, from whom did you inherit the throne?"
"Of course I inherited it from my father Khan. Everyone knows this, so why ask?"