Hearing his words, Zhang Zitong looked a little sad.
She didn't know if it was because her most shameful and private side had just been revealed in front of him or something else. Her expression when she looked at Zu An became softer, and she did not resist telling him some less important information: "The Seventh Master is indeed very fond of me.
Well, if he hadn't ruined my family, I might have regarded him as my adoptive father."
Zu An was shocked: "The family was destroyed?"
"Yes," a trace of hatred flashed in Zhang Zitong's eyes, "I was still young at that time. I remember one day the seventh member of the gold medal band showed up at my house. My dad was very scared at the time, but he still went out to greet him. I don't know what happened.
, the two sides fought, and our family was wiped out."
"If the wet nurse in my house hadn't tried her best to send me out, I might have died in that disaster. But in order to save me, the wet nurse asked her child to exchange clothes with me and die in my place.
The wet nurse also died due to the serious injuries she received from being hit by an arrow."
When talking about the past scene, her eyes were obviously red, and she didn't know whether it was sadness or hatred.
Zu An frowned: "Your family is a family of officials? When did this happen?"
Naturally, it cannot be ordinary people who can make Gold Medal Embroidered Clothes take action in person.
"My father's name is abbreviated as 'Zhiquan', and he was an imperial censor at that time. This happened thirteen years ago." Zhang Zitong spoke in a rather sad tone.
Thirteen years ago, Zu An had not yet traveled to this world, so he naturally did not know about the original Zhang Yushi: "When I have the opportunity later, I will help you check and see what happened that year."
As expected, this Zitong is no ordinary person in terms of appearance, figure, and qualifications.
Born in a family.
Although I don't want to admit it, this world of cultivation is more cruel than the previous earth in this respect.
The more powerful the parents and bloodline are, the more powerful their offspring are.
On the contrary, it is difficult for ordinary people to find someone with the qualifications to practice.
Zhang Zitong smiled sadly: "What can we do if we check it? Our Zhang family is dead, and people cannot be resurrected. Moreover, this time I have avenged my family. I have no regrets in this life."
"If there is a grievance, there may be the possibility of redress. You don't want the Zhang family to have to bear the guilt after death, right?" Zu An saw the death intention in the other person's eyes, and knew that her great revenge would be avenged, and he felt already in his heart
It's quite tricky to have no desires and no demands, and it's hard to get anything useful from her mouth.
So give her hope first.
As expected, there was a trace of fluctuation in her originally calm eyes.
Zu An took the opportunity to ask: "According to the information I received before, you were discovered by Gold Medal No. 7 when you were very young and taken under his wing for training. In light of what you just said, you were the only one left when your family was ruined. How old were you at that time?
You probably don’t have the intention to sneak into your enemies and wait for revenge.”
Zhang Zitong hesitated for a moment, then replied: "Someone appeared in front of me back then and asked me if I wanted revenge. Naturally, I was desperate and agreed without hesitation."
"I trained with him for more than a year. Later he told me that there was a chance for revenge, which was to break into the Embroidered Clothes Messenger. So I pretended to be an orphan living on the street, and pretended to be accidentally met by Gold Medal No. 7. Sure enough,
I was attracted by him, but he didn’t know that all this had been arranged.”
That
In fact, if it hadn't been for the shameful experience of healing her injury that made her feel closer to Zu An inexplicably, she wouldn't have told such information.
But now she feels that it doesn't matter if she tells the other person such a thing.
Zu An frowned slightly: "It stands to reason that with the caution of the seventh gold medalist, if you have traces of cultivation, it is impossible to hide it from his eyes."
Zhang Zitong explained: "My benefactor didn't ask me to practice for more than a year. He just sharpened my will and so on. The seventh gold medalist thought that I was more mature than my peers just because I had been living on the street for many years, so he had no doubts."
Zu An nodded slightly: "Who is the person who trained you?"
He thought about how great a feat it was to lay such a chess piece more than ten years ago and only close the net recently.
Zhang Zitong shook his head: "That person has been very kind to me, and I can't possibly tell you."
Zu An's face darkened: "Since you have been working for the Xiuyi Messenger for so many years, you should be aware of their methods, and there will always be a way to make you speak."
Zhang Zitong turned his head away and bit his lip: "If that's the case, why do you want to save me again?"
Obviously she was also aware of those methods, and there was a bit of fear in her voice.
She took a deep breath and calmed down a little: "Back then, I thought that such a day would come, so I had already made preparations. Even if all the acupoints in my body were restrained, I still had a way to commit suicide. The reason why I didn't use it now is just
Because you just put so much effort into saving me, I don't want to waste your kindness."
Zu An was stunned, not knowing whether what she said was true or false, but there were many mysterious things in this world, maybe she really had such a method.
At
But he had no choice but to change his approach: "Have you ever thought that your so-called great benefactor might be the real enemy who destroyed your family? Otherwise, why would he appear in front of you so coincidentally when you were most desperate?
Later, they arranged you into the gold medal embroidered clothing system in a chain of events, and then you were also responsible for the seventh gold medal?"
Zhang Zitong was startled, his expression suddenly changed, and he was obviously thinking about this possibility.
However, she had been a messenger and a spy for so many years, and she was very determined. She quickly recovered: "You don't have to deliberately sow discord, I won't be fooled."
"You should have a good rest, and don't think about committing suicide during this period. I won't let anyone torture you for the time being." After Zu An finished speaking, he stood up and walked out.
Zhang Zitong's heart trembled and he subconsciously asked: "Where are you going?"
Normally, this place is her home, but now it feels like a devil's cave to her.
The only person who gave her some warmth and comfort was the eleventh person. Once he left, she suspected that she would be swallowed up by darkness.
"Since you don't want to say that I can only find someone else." Zu An smiled, opened the door and walked out.
Seeing him coming out, Xiao Jianren, who was guarding outside, hurriedly greeted him and subconsciously asked: "Is it done?"
After asking, my face turned red and I wished I could give myself a slap.
Zu An looked confused, what was he asking?
But he still replied: "It can't be so easy. She has been rescued temporarily. During this period, she will be under house arrest here and no one will be allowed to approach her."
"Yes!" Xiao Jianren smiled attentively, "Your Excellency, this way of saving people is a bit unique. Look at this, Your Excellency."
My head is covered with sweat, I’m afraid I’m exhausted.”
Although he liked Zhang Zitong, he was just fascinated by her beauty and long legs, which gave rise to a man's instinctive impulse.
It's hard to say how much love she has, not to mention that Zhang Zitong has always had no intention of her.
Now that she is suspected of murdering Gold Medal No. 7, how could he dare to provoke her?
Although he felt uncomfortable in the yard just now, he has figured it out after so long. It would be a good ending for her to let Eleven take her in.
In the past two years of getting along, he is truly convinced of Master Eleven.
"I'm a little tired." Zu An didn't expect the other party to have a misunderstanding, so he explained a few words and left in a hurry.
Xiao Jianren was a little envious and thought that he would have to ask Master Eleven some other time what kind of skills could make people happy and detoxify them.
Faintly hearing the sound outside the door, Zhang Zitong couldn't help but stroke his hot face. It was really embarrassing.
However, Mr. Eleven is really a gentle person. He is not willing to force me under such circumstances. How can such a good person survive in the Embroidered Clothes Messenger?
Besides, after Zu An left, he went straight to the governor's mansion. Zhang Jie was a little surprised that he left and returned.
"We caught a big fish this time." Zu An Zilaisu picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and then roughly told the story about Zhang Zitong being a spy.
Zhang Jie was startled: "What will come out of torture? A spy like her must be extremely cautious. Be careful that she commits suicide."
Zu An nodded: "She did commit suicide, but she was rescued. After interrogating for a long time, she still hasn't revealed anything, but it doesn't matter. I'll leave and ask Miss Xie, Master Yan's disciple, for a mantra. It should be
can be obtained from
She got the information she wanted to know from her mouth. She came here this time to ask Master Zhang to take care of her and help take care of the security of the Embroidered Clothes Envoy's perimeter."
Zhang Jie looked solemn: "Don't worry, Sir Eleven. In these extraordinary times, I will definitely send additional manpower to ensure the safety of Zhang Zitong."
Zu An nodded: "I have to seize the time, so I will leave first."
After saying that, he left quickly.
Zhang Jie hurriedly summoned his men and gave instructions on the subsequent security work.
After nightfall, Zhang Zitong curled up on the bed, hugging his knees in a daze.
At this time, there was a soft sound outside the door, and she felt happy. Is Master Eleven back?
At this moment, a man in black stepped in and struck her directly with a bright knife in his hand.
