[Red Chamber] The imperial examination life of the great master

If you don't drink, you will die, but if you drink, you will not necessarily die.

The attitude of the third prince was very clear.

The scalps of several guards were numb, and they looked at each other.

One of the guards said with a smile: "Third Prince, let's drink, let's just drink."

With bitter faces, everyone lifted the wine jar and took a sip.

The wine is good wine, sweet and mellow, pure and smooth in the mouth, but it scratches like a knife when it reaches the throat.

After just one sip of wine, everyone was a little drunk.

"This, this wine..." Some people feel that something is wrong, no matter how strong the wine is, it is impossible to get drunk so quickly.

"This wine is not bad." The third prince retracted the knife into its sheath, with a sneer on his face.

Everyone was dizzy, and felt that the world was spinning for a while, and then all four of them passed out.

The wine jar was smashed to the ground.

The third prince cast a glance towards the hiding place.

I saw a figure rushing into the house like lightning.

The third prince looked around, and stood at the door to let the air out.

After the figure entered the room, he went straight to the bed in the dark.

Clearly familiar with the house.

The figure walked to the bed and was relieved to see the familiar corpse.

He shot without hesitation, bent his hands into eagle claws, and went towards the eyes of the corpse.

but.

Suddenly, the candles in the house were lit.

In an instant, the eyes of that figure flickered.

The figure thumped in his heart, turned around and was about to leave.

But the corpse on the bed suddenly moved, like a galloping thunder and a galloping horse, he shot, grabbed, pulled and buckled, and captured the figure.

The third prince heard the strange noise in the room, and without thinking about it, he immediately started to leave.

But at this time, Zhang Heng came face to face from outside.

"Why is the third prince running away? Could it be that he is guilty of a thief?" Zhang Heng put his hands behind his back, and he walked to the third prince calmly with a few guards.

The third prince didn't understand at this time, he had been tricked by Zhang Heng!

He was secretly annoyed in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face, "Master Zhang, what are you talking about! I came here just to see how Master Zhang can catch the real murderer!"

"Really?" Zhang Heng smiled, "The third prince just happened to be, and the real murderer is in the house at this moment."

The third prince was heartbroken, and subconsciously put his fingers on the saber at his waist.

Zhang Heng glanced at him, "The third prince is a guest from afar, please invite him first."

He made a gesture of invitation with a half-smile.

The arrogance is so arrogant that it makes one's teeth itch.

The third prince pushed the door open with a gloomy face.

There are quite a lot of people in the room, five or six guards and several ministers from Song Yuanqing are inside.

And that figure had already been caught, crushed on the bed, with his hands tied behind his back.

A cold light flashed in the third prince's eyes.

Zhang Heng saw it, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and he said coolly, "Take off the mask, I want to see who dares to kill Great Prince!"

The third prince's face became even darker.

He gritted his teeth, looking at Zhang Heng with eyes almost poisoned, wishing to cut him into pieces.

The man was still struggling, but with several guards around, how could he be allowed to be presumptuous!

A guard stepped forward and easily took off the mask.

"Oh!!" Zhang Heng gasped in feigned surprise. He turned his head and said to the third prince as if he was really frightened: "Third prince, this seems to be your subordinate."

The confidant lowered his head, wishing he could get in through a crack in the ground.

Song Yuanqing and other ministers were really stunned.

The third prince sneered, and said sinisterly: "This time, I really want to thank Mr. Zhang. This man is ambitious, and he must have been bought by one of my brothers to do such evil things! This king will take his dog's life. Comfort my elder brother's spirit in heaven."

Before he could finish his sentence, he drew his knife out of its sheath and attacked the confidant's neck.

Zhang Heng's eyes turned cold, and he pulled out the jade pendant from his waist.

"Dang" sound.

The knife was deflected!

Kankan floated over that confidant's neck.

Zhang Heng grabbed the third prince's hand with a smile on his face, "The third prince is too impulsive. Since this person is captured alive, he should be tortured to extract a confession.

The master is the person, why are you in such a hurry to kill? "

The third prince stared at Zhang Heng viciously, and said coldly: "Such a villain probably won't be able to ask any questions, so it's better to kill him quickly, so that he will know how powerful he is!"

"Really?" Zhang Heng said, "The third prince's words are reasonable, but in the eyes of some ignorant people, I'm afraid they might think that the third prince jumped the wall in a hurry and wanted to kill someone to silence him!"

"What did you say!" The third prince glared at Zhang Heng angrily.

Zhang Heng was not afraid at all, his hands were like pliers firmly grasping the third prince's wrist, with a slight twist of his hand, the third prince couldn't help but let go of his hand in pain.

Zhang Heng held the saber with his fingers flowing freely, and put the saber back into the sheath.

"I'm right, the third prince understands it!" Zhang Heng let go of his hand, patted the third prince's shoulder, and sneered in a low voice: "I want to kill someone! There's no way!"

Before the third prince broke out, he shouted loudly: "Come here, put this person in the prison of Dali Temple, and no one is allowed to visit him!"

"Yes!" Several guards shouted.

The third prince clenched his fists and his teeth were bleeding.

If eyes could kill, Zhang Heng would have died seven or eight hundred times under his sight.

However, the reality is that he can only watch Zhang Heng take people away calmly.

Before leaving, Zhang Heng turned his head and said with a smile: "Third Prince, I have already caught the real culprit within five days. Don't forget the third prince's plea!"

The third prince gritted his teeth, very creepy.

As soon as Zhang Heng and the others left, he was so angry that he smashed all the decorations in the house to pieces.

"Good job Zhang Heng!" The third prince's lips dripped with blood, he raised his hand to wipe off the blood, his eyes were like ice like knives as he looked at the direction Zhang Heng was going away, "I remember you!"

Morning the next day.

The third prince really kept his promise, and pleaded guilty with his upper body naked.

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "The third prince is really polite, I don't mind."

Everyone slandered in their hearts that this Zhang Heng really acted like a good boy after taking advantage of it.

The third prince said coldly: "This king has already made an apology for the thorn, should that person be handed over to this king?"

Zhang Heng smiled and nodded, "That's natural."

Before the third prince could heave a sigh of relief, Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Don't worry, the third prince, His Majesty has sent an order, and sent a team of people to escort that person back last night. I think the third prince will definitely be able to get it from him when he goes back." Find out who is behind the scenes!"

what? !

The third prince's eyes widened, and he stared at Zhang Heng, as if he wanted to engrave him in his mind.

His fists were clenched tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

"Third Prince, you don't have to be polite, this is what we should do." Zhang Heng smiled brighter and brighter.

Calling Song Yuanqing and the others trembling in their hearts.

"Okay, very good." The third prince squeezed out three words from between his teeth after a while.

He took a deep look at Zhang Heng, "Master Zhang really impresses me!"

"Third Prince, you are being polite." Zhang Heng said.

"Okay, since this matter is over, don't mention it again." Although Emperor Jianming was happy to see the arrogant and ignorant third prince being speechless by Zhang Heng, he still wanted to give the barbarian a little As a result, he changed the topic.

Down in the morning.

The third prince walked away in a huff.

The other officials also walked in twos and threes discussing how Mr. Zhang caught the real culprit.

However, the crown prince, the seventh prince, Song Yuanqing, Jia Daishan, Zhang Heng and others were summoned to the imperial study.

Emperor Jianming coughed, took the ginseng tea handed over by Feng Dao, moistened his throat, and said: "Although it is found out that the barbarians did it themselves, we should not take it lightly. I called you today, is it right?" Let me tell you, for the barbarians, do you want to fight or make peace?"

Everyone's heart tightened, knowing that this was a great opportunity to show their faces.

But this matter is too big to express an opinion easily.

war?

Da'an and Manzi haven't fought a war for many years, but according to what Emperor Jianming meant, this time the war will no longer be a small fight like before, but will be serious.

The treasury has saved a lot over the years, and it is not a problem to provide military salaries.

But in war, there is no reason to win without losing.

If you win, everyone is naturally happy.

But what if you lose?

If yes and?

The barbarian is really arrogant. Although the matter seems to be over this time, who knows how the third prince will tell stories and turn black and white after he returns. Judging from his performance these days, he will force the death of the eldest prince to be pinned on their Da'an It is not impossible.

No matter what choice you make, you can't have the best of both worlds.

But whether it is war or peace, you have to make a choice.

"Father, my son thinks it's impossible to fight!" the prince said firmly.