With Yang Lian and Xu Guangqi coming forward, the first assistant Fang Congzhe, who knew that his qi was about to run out, did not obstruct it, and the will to allow Zhang Mingshi to be released from prison was quickly lowered.

On the eighth day of the eighth month of August, Zheng Haizhu took Li Daniu into Jinyiwei to pick up Zhang Mingshi from prison.

The commander Luo Sigong went to the royal prelude today, and he was not in the duty room, but he had already told his son Luo Yangxing to contact the Zheng family.

At this time, Luo Yangxing greeted him politely and led the Zheng master and servant to go to the room to see Liu Qiao first.

In all dynasties, Zhu Changluo, a new emperor who did not usurp the throne and snatched the dragon chair, had to sing a consolation slogan of reviving the old sages and punishing the young with caution and arrest, so as to show the style of benevolence. Therefore, after the smooth transition of the most tense days of the regime change, Jinyiwei also seems to have entered the off-season of business.

When Liu Qiao walked out of the back of the hall, he was holding a brush in one hand and a piece of paper in the other.

Zheng Haizhu knew that the governor of Beizhen Fusi, because he was taught by his mother from a scholarly family, was full of rough and heroic appearance, and he actually had a lot of dancing and writing with a literary heart.

She then greeted and asked, "Liu Dudu is making poetry again?" ”

Liu Qiao didn't see it either, and said with a smile: "I've been messing with a bunch of stinky boys who dance guns and sticks for a long time, and there is still poetry and poetry." Thanks to our Jinyiwei, there is still a little talent, who can be the 'one-word teacher' of the governor of Pontus. Mrs. Zheng, you see, the scrutiny of this word ......"

Zheng Haizhu went to look at the sentence pointed by Liu Qiao's pen: The sunny sea floats outside the sky, and the mountains are covered a few days ago.

Underneath the word "floating", there is a smeared out word "Yang".

Zheng Haizhu Wan'er, the heart, it is indeed well changed, the word "Yang" is a little inexplicable with teeth and claws, and the word "floating" not only conforms to the perception of the scenery, but also the image is quite chewable.

But when she opened her mouth, she was still soaked in the shallow compliment of the positive color review: "The beauty of Yang Youyang, and the temperament is vigorous." Of course, floating is also good, floating like a dream, just like a mirage-like phantom. ”

Liu Qiao's eyes showed a funny look and said: "Yo, Madame's words are exactly the same as those of a young talent." ”

"Oh? So fateful? Then, Liu Dudu, take me to meet this talented man of your company? ”

Liu Qiao put the pen and paper on the public case: "Let's go, let's go to the edict prison to pick up people." When you arrive at the Imperial Prison, you will see the little descendant. ”

Several people walked into the prison, and Zheng Haizhu confirmed at a glance that the young man who copied in the light of day was still the scribe who made her suspicious that day.

"Gu Qingquan, the poem you changed has been appreciated by Mrs. Zheng." Liu Qiao said with a grin, and there was no official arrogance in his tone.

The scribe Gu Qingquan bowed his head and bowed his waist, his hands fixed on the position stretched forward, and said respectfully: "The little one is honestly afraid, honest and honest." ”

The scribe has no official status, he is hired by the Jinyi Guard Yamen, and he can't even call himself a "lowly position".

Zheng Haizhu listened to him and Luo Sigong's report last time, and vaguely heard a few sharp group sounds, and today he heard the pronunciation of his word "Cheng" different, so he asked in a harmonious voice: "Gu Xiaolang is the same as me, and his hometown is also south?" ”

Gu Qingquan's back was a little straighter, but he still didn't dare to look up: "Back to Mrs., the little one's hometown is in eastern Zhejiang, and the little one came to Beijing with the elder when he was a young student, and he inevitably has some local accents when he speaks." ”

Zheng Haizhu praised: "Well, a good place in eastern Zhejiang, known as the road of Tang poetry, no wonder, you have good literary talent." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Gu Qingquan to respond, he changed the topic and said to Liu Qiao: "Let's do the right thing first, there is Lao Liu Dudu to take to General Zhang's room." ”

Liu and Zheng walked in front, Luo Yangxing retreated slightly, but Li Daniu sat down on the stone pier opposite Gu Qingquan's table.

Gu Qingquan looked at him in surprise.

Li Daniu pursed his lips and said: "Da Xiucai, you copy your official documents, what do you want me to do?" ”

"Brother, don't you follow your wife?"

Li Daniu put on an old-fashioned appearance: "Madam and Liu Dudu, I have something to say to General Zhang, and it is inconvenient for my subordinates to listen to it." ”

Gu Qingquan comprehended slightly, rubbed his hands, sat down, twisted his eyebrows, and began to copy.

Li Daniu couldn't sit still like a monkey's buttocks, stood up and walked around for a while, and went to talk to Gu Qingquan again: "Da Xiucai, the Liuquanju of the Beijing Division, is it quite famous?" How's the wine there? ”

Gu Qingquan raised his head and replied politely: "The time of Jiajing Ye was here, he originally started by selling Yuezhou rice wine, and now it is a three-layer atmosphere. ”

Li Daniu was overjoyed: "Hey, that's a good dare." Our wife is at that place tonight to entertain General Zhang and a big man. We must also retreat from the left and right, and we can take the money sent by the lady and drink downstairs. ”

As he spoke, he licked his tongue as if he had entered into a fantasy of the taste of pure brew.

Gu Qingquan said lightly: "That brother must drink a few more cups." ”

……

The Imperial Prison Room.

The iron lock opened, and Zhang Mingshi stood tall and walked slowly from the shadows to the torch held by the jailer.

He had been informed in advance of the pardon, and for the first two days he was in a quiet euphoria because he had survived in a desperate situation, but on the third day he became irritable and asked when he would let Lao Tzu out.

At this moment, he recognized Liu Qiao at a glance, but stared at Zheng Haizhu suspiciously.

Who is this?

Zheng Haizhu arched his hand at him: "Congratulations to General Zhang, in the mid-spring season of this year, Lang is happy." My sister-in-law's illness is also mostly healed. ”

Zhang Mingshi was stunned at first, as if he didn't understand what the woman in front of him was talking about his Zhang family.

Then, the middle-aged general showed an expression that became indistinguishable from his laughter because of his emotion: "The great monk, he is also a father?" Lao Tzu became a grandfather? Ahem, this, that's really ......"

Zhang Mingshi choked for a while, sniffed, and wiped from his forehead to his chin indiscriminately, and said in a muffled voice: "Lao Tzu is not dreaming!" ”

Zhang Mingshi has been trapped in the abyss at the end of the world for four years, grieving and indignant at his grievances, and his feelings for his relatives are as hot as fire.

At this moment, I heard that at home, my wife is fine, and my eldest son has added a grandson to myself, I really feel that I am now returning to the world from the abyss, and I am simply happy to go to heaven.

After a while, he came back to his senses and looked at Zheng Haizhu: "Who is the honorable driver?" ”

Compared with the vigilance when Fang Cai took the face, his tone at this time was marked with an obvious respectful salute.

He had seen that Zheng Haizhu's hairstyle was that of a married woman, and when he saw Liu Qiao accompanying her in person, he calculated that her provenance would not be unusual.

But how can this person be familiar with his family of sinners?

Zheng Haizhu did not shy away from Liu Qiao, and said without hesitation: "To make a long story short, a few years ago, I got acquainted with the two sons of the Zhang family in Shanyin, and I heard from them about General Zhang, who guarded the southwest of the Ming Dynasty and studied firearms. And I also have a firearms factory in Songjiang Mansion in Nanzhili, so I respect Zhang Gong, and after running around, I went to Shaoxing to visit my sister-in-law, and I also asked Linglang to go to Songjiang to see the firearms factory. ”

Liu Qiao, who was on the side, interjected at the right time: "Lao Zhang, I will also add a few important words." Mrs. Zheng, like us, is not a nephew of a noble mansion, but she has done a lot of business, and it is rare to help the court teach Tartar and Hongmao Fan, those two victories were beautiful, happy! Now she has a six-grade life. This time, it was the Imperial Master and the Emperor of the Hanlin Academy that she was looking for to turn around and get you out. ”

Zhang Mingshi was stunned when he heard it.

The face was full of "I've been locked up for a few years, has there been so much going on in the world outside".

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to understand why Zheng Haizhu fished him out.

It turned out to be a fellow practitioner, whether it was a firearm or a war.