Wang Yun looked around: "Master Zhang, can you guarantee that there are no other eyes around us staring at us?"
For a moment, Zhang Yucong was in a daze, as if this was not a prison, but Wang Yun's study. How could he be so fearless after having fallen to this level?
"Who gave you the courage?" Zhang Yucong asked subconsciously.
Wang Yun seemed to think this was funny. He raised his head and looked at Zhang Yucong with a pair of bright eyes: "Master Zhang really shouldn't ask me. This case did not originate because of me. What everyone did is not under my control."
, Just like Mr. Zhang, you didn’t do these things because of me. All I can do is observe and give you some clues. For example, Mr. Zhang is in danger now.
Mr. Zhang didn’t plan to come to see me in the prison again, did he? Someone must have given you enough reasons to make you feel that you had to come. You are not afraid that this is a trap.”
Wang Yun suddenly paused, and what flashed in his eyes was an expression of appreciation. He admired the person who sent Zhang Yucong here. If he hadn't found out the truth, how could he have reversed the situation.
It was like a chess game he had set up, but it was suddenly broken. He felt both regretful and excited at the same time.
Zhang Yucong naturally understood the meaning of Wang Yun's words, and he immediately looked at Zhang Zhong. Zhang Zhong originally looked calm, but when Zhang Yucong looked at him and questioned him, he wavered again.
Zhang Zhong arranged everything himself. He took care of the jailer and brought Wang Yun to this cell. There were no other prisoners around, ensuring that at least for half an hour, the conversation between Zhang Yucong and Wang Yun would not be known to others.
But when Wang Yun said this, Zhang Zhong was shaken again. When he came to make arrangements tonight, everything went smoothly, and the master was in disguise, so he shouldn't be noticed.
But if someone has already arranged it, waiting for them to take the bait, it is not impossible.
Wang Yun sighed: "Anyone who is too sure of himself will always taste defeat in the end."
Wang Yun was like a teacher, teaching his students a lesson, and his tone was irritating.
Zhang Yucong is not prepared to have too much entanglement with Wang Yun. It is indeed dangerous for him to stay here, but now that he is here, he cannot leave like this.
Zhang Yucong looked at Wang Yun coldly: "What are you planning? Is this all your own handiwork?"
Wang Yun looked calm: "Master Zhang thinks highly of me. What can I, a small official, do? I only suspected that the case was related to Master Zhang because I was concerned about the case of the Sun family. But what is the truth?
Not allowed.
I heard that the Anyi Marquis Mansion was also involved. The Anyi Marquis Mansion and the Zhang family have always had political disagreements. While I was in this prison, I heard that this case was related to the Wei King's party. I happened to have heard some rumors before, saying
Anyihou secretly hid the family members of the officials involved in the rebellion, so he tentatively asked Mr. Zhang if the case could be found out, maybe he could be exonerated. My crime will never be redeemed until death, and I just want my family not to be too involved by me.
.
This is all I do, what exactly makes Master Zhang dissatisfied."
Wang Yun's face suddenly changed. It was not the same as when he was advising him. He put everything on him. Zhang Yucong's eyes were sinister: "You are very good. I didn't even notice that you had such thoughts."
Wang Yun immediately said: "The guilty officer is also dedicated to serving the court and does not want to go astray. He feels very regretful these days in prison."
Zhang Yucong clenched his hands. He had countless guesses before coming here, but he didn't expect it to be like this.
He really underestimated Wang Yun. An official who was in jail dared to manipulate him like this. Moreover, these words made him more vigilant. What was Wang Yun's intention in saying this? The so-called service to the imperial court was
Who are you telling it to?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yucong felt a chill. He looked at Wang Yun, his eyes bloodshot under the light: "You are stubborn and stubborn. You are already in prison. You still dare to stir up trouble and falsely accuse me."
Wang Yun sat down and said: "What can a sinner do when he is about to die? It is Master Zhang's arrangement that I can meet Master Zhang tonight."
Zhang Yucong's calculation was completely wrong. He originally thought that Wang Yun would surrender to him only if he wanted to escape from prison. Only he could save Wang Yun, so Wang Yun must follow him wholeheartedly. Even if the matter is exposed, Wang Yun will bear the responsibility.
, anyway, Wang Yun is already a capital offender, if he died for him, he would feel pity and take care of his wife and daughter.
Later, he discovered that Wang Yun might have other plans, so he came to the prison again, hoping to use the comfort of Wang Yun's family to force Wang Yun to tell the truth.
Unexpectedly, Wang Yun didn't care about this at all. When he saw the broken hairpin, his face was not frightened. Instead, he smiled and said a random thing to counter him.
In normal times, he would definitely have murderous intentions and would never allow anyone to challenge his dignity like this. But it is different now. There is a smuggling case ahead. If someone takes advantage of him again, he will become passive.
Zhang Yucong didn't plan to stay here any longer. He glanced at Zhang Zhong and was about to turn around and leave.
But a light dimly lit up in the darkness, and then in the corner of the cell, a group of things moved, and its back slowly straightened.
That's a person.
Zhang Yucong frowned, realizing what had happened, but before he had time to react, a torch lit up, and then a burst of footsteps came towards him.
Zhang Yucong looked over at the firelight and saw a woman standing there. She was gorgeously dressed, with a waggle on her head and a jingle around her waist. Her eyes were bright. When she saw Zhang Yucong, she smiled at the corner of her mouth and stretched out her hand to pat her gently.
Two times, it's like theatergoers applauding the actors on the stage.
Why is she here.
Princess Huayang had not been out and about for many years, and she did not expect to suddenly appear in the prison.
There were too many surprises tonight. Even if Zhang Yucong had always been calm, he could not help but feel panic and uneasiness. He had stepped into a trap.
Huayang is the one who comes to harvest the prey.
"Princess," Zhang Yucong bowed and saluted, "Why are you here?"
"I also want to ask Mr. Zhang," Princess Huayang looked at the scribe who came out of the corner, "How are you? Have you remembered what they just said?"
The scribe said: "To inform the eldest princess, the ministers have written down the details word for word, and they are just waiting to be presented to the Holy One in person."
Princess Huayang pretended to be surprised: "What if I want to see it?"
"No," the scribe said, "the Holy Master has ordered me not to hand these things over to others."
Princess Huayang looked at Zhang Yucong: "Master Zhang, do you understand now?"
It's the emperor.
Zhang Yucong's heart sank. The emperor was suspicious of him.
The guard moved a chair and Princess Huayang sat on it: "Master Zhang, I don't need to waste any more words. You can tell your Majesty what's going on," she said, pointing to the scribe, "He will definitely know.