Four hundred and ninetieth chapters Huijing's identity
In the dark dungeon of the Criminal Department, Zhang Yuci huddled in a corner and gasped cautiously. He did not want to move, because breathing even slightly heavier might cause violent vomiting.
Although this kind of poison will not kill people immediately, it will cause people extremely painful torture. Not only will it make people vomit everything in their stomach, but it will also make people feel a burning sensation, making them want to take out their internal organs and clean them. Not only that
Severe headaches came in waves, as if the whole head had been crushed hard many times.
When something happened to the Zhang family, Zhang Yuci wanted to carefully think of a way to escape, but she couldn't concentrate because of a severe headache.
For a smart person, this is the most terrifying thing. Zhang Yuci can only keep her mouth shut and try not to say anything. Maybe in this way, the Zhang family can have a chance of survival.
He has been able to hold on until now because he is hoping that the Queen Mother or his second brother will send him a message. Maybe he will not live, but the Zhang family will pass on the message, and the people behind the Zhang family will avenge him.
Ask for your life from Song Chengxuan.
"It's all my father's doing, it has nothing to do with me.
I wasn't born yet at that time, and I had never met Prince Jing. Indeed, I didn't even know Zhenhua. I only knew about Zhenhua's little apprentice, and it was my father who left him in the mansion.
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Zhang Yuci was shocked when he heard this voice. This was his son Zhang He. Zhang Yuci gritted his teeth and listened to Zhang He's movements.
Zhang He said: "I just went out to drink and play with women. I never did any other bad things. Even if I did, it was what my father told me to do.
You must not give me poison, I don't want to die.
Prince Anyi, you have a lot of money, so for the sake of our friendship, let me go."
Zhang He's begging voice was like a mangy dog, even more disgusting than a mangy dog.
Xu Qing'an kicked Zhang He, but Zhang He did not dare to shout, but just hugged Xu Qing'an's thigh: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Xu Qingan swung it hard, and Zhang He immediately hit the wall. This time, Zhang He couldn't help but groan.
If Xu Qing'an usually saw Zhang He in such a mess, he would feel very happy, but thinking about the suffering his sister had suffered, he felt that no matter how much he tormented Zhang He, it would be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Her poor sister had been poisoned by the Zhang family since she was a child. This crane was so fat that she had been a careless playboy for many years.
The most disgusting thing is that they have harmed their sister and want to marry her to them. If my sister does get married, they have poison in their hands. They may kill her quietly, even Queen Yu in the palace.
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When Xu Qing'an thought of this, he became angry and prepared to go forward again.
"Master." Yongye stepped forward to stop Xu Qingan.
Xu Qing'an frowned. If Song Chengxuan dared to stop him, he would not be able to enter the gate of Anyi Marquis Mansion again, nor would he want his sister to marry in the southeast, unless he stepped over him.
Song Chengxuan should know how difficult it is.
Xu Qingan glared menacingly, like a beast trapped in a cage.
"I'm afraid the prince will faint before he can calm down like this," Yong Ye put a whip into Xu Qing'an's hand, "It's good to have a steady stream of water."
Xu Qingan's eyes were bright, and he whipped away like Zhang He on the ground.
"Spare your life, spare your life," Zhang He shouted, "Whatever you want to know, I will tell you everything...I will tell you everything..."
Zhang Yuci wished he could stand up immediately, draw his sword and kill the traitor to avoid embarrassing him here, but after all, that was his son, his only flesh and blood.
He, Zhang Yuci, was smart all his life and had many wives and concubines in his house, but in the end he gave birth to such an only son.
"Retribution, gurgle!" came a woman's voice, "My great uncle actually has such a son, and he is so miserable."
Zhang Yuci managed to hold on and looked forward. There was a figure leaning there in the dark cell not far away. It was she who was speaking just now.
"They say God has no eyes, but I think God is very kind," the woman said, "The person who killed Prince An did not end well in the end. Prince An died heroically, and the people in the city were willing to cooperate with An."
The princes live and die together, and you will be infamy for thousands of years even after you die, and you will always be criticized as a treacherous minister.
So what if you live a few more years?”
Zhang Yuci tried his best to look at the person with wide eyes. He thought of the old woman who wanted to save Huijing.
At that time, the old woman came to threaten. Zhang Yuci was not in a hurry to take action. He just wanted to dig out all their people in the capital and wipe them out in one fell swoop. He also wanted to know whether the eldest princess of Jiashan had any evidence in her hands. In the end, the game was just one step away.
Zhao was beaten to the punch by Song Chengxuan and Xu Qinghuan.
The old woman continued: "Although my uncle-in-law's official position was not high back then, and he was even a bit young and immature, he was never afraid when he went into battle. He looked like a young hero who was brave, resourceful, and daring to act."
Speaking of young heroes, Xu Qingan shivered and suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Zhang Yuci endured the pain and looked at the old woman in the dark, her eyes gradually showing a look of surprise. Listening to what the old woman meant, she seemed to have seen him in his youth.
Who is she.
"Are you surprised?" the old woman said, "I am also surprised. I didn't expect you to be so evil-hearted. When you left Songpanwei, you said you would come back victorious, but you didn't come back. It was the Tubo people who came."
Zhang Yuci seemed to understand something.
"In all these years," the old woman continued, "you have never had nightmares about those people who died tragically in Songpanwei? You never thought that they would come to demand your life.
Let me tell you, we people survived in hell just to take revenge on you. Now that I finally see your fate, I can feel at ease."
After the old woman said this, she leaned forward again, and the light reflected the old woman's face. Her face was full of wrinkles, her skin was rough, and there were some scars on it.
Zhang Yuci looked at this face, and suddenly his complexion changed drastically, and his whole body was completely frozen. The charming face of a woman appeared in his mind.
The woman held a piece of clothing in her hand and stuffed it into his arms, then waved to him reluctantly.
What happened so many years ago is like a mist blowing away in the wind.
The old woman was obviously very satisfied with Zhang Yuci's reaction: "You want to eradicate the weeds, but unfortunately, some people still survive."
Zhang Yuci's lips trembled: "You mean..."
"Yes," the old woman said, "I suffered all the humiliation to keep him alive, and raised him in the temple to protect him. Finally, I waited for an opportunity and let him come to Dazhou by spreading Buddhism."
Zhang Yuci murmured: "Huijing, you said he is...he is..."
The old woman said: "He is the heir of Prince An, the real eldest son of Prince An. You owe everything to Prince An's family. You can no longer kill Prince An's only bloodline."
