Chapter 79

Because of Su Qiao's crime.

He admitted it too readily!

Thinking this, Zhu Yuanzhang's face immediately darkened.

Fu Youde and the others before him felt a sudden "thump" in their hearts.

It's over.

Someone is about to suffer.

However, Fu Youde and the others were clearly worrying for nothing.

Zhu Yuanzhang merely summoned Jiang Huan into the rear hall.

After whispering a few words to Jiang Huan.

The ruler and his minister quietly left the Qianqing Palace.

Watching Zhu Yuanzhang's retreating back.

Fu Youde and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……

……

Inside the Imperial Prison.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat down on a long bench.

"Jiang Huan, we know you and Su Qiao have a good relationship."

Jiang Huan, with a gloomy face, looked at Zhu Yuanzhang and said,

"Your Majesty, you flatter me. I, I don't know him at all!"

Just kidding.

Who dares to be close to Su Qiao?

The last person who got so close to Su Qiao, Ru Taisu, was so scared he lost three sizes.

He was already a little old man, but now he looks like he just crawled out of a grave.

Where is there any sign of a living person!

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes bulged.

"Then why did you talk so much nonsense with him at Donggong?!"

Jiang Huan smiled bitterly and said,

"Your Majesty, I was just making small talk; this is a professional habit!"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted and said,

"We don't care about that."

"Now, you go probe Su Qiao's intentions for us."

"We will listen from the side."

Hearing this, Jiang Huan could only close his mouth and walked towards the cell where Su Qiao was imprisoned.

After all, eliciting confessions is one of the required courses for the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Halfway there.

Jiang Huan remembered to order someone to prepare a table of wine and dishes.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard members looked at Zhu Yuanzhang.

Finally, after Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, Jiang Huan re-entered the cell.

Su Qiao, lying on the straw and bored, raised his head, looked at Jiang Huan, and asked with confusion,

"Commandant Jiang?"

Jiang Huan slapped a wine gourd in front of Su Qiao.

"Lord Su, we are on duty in the Imperial Prison tonight, and with nothing to do, I came to chat with you."

Su Qiao paid no attention at all, not even lifting his eyelids.

"Came empty-handed?"

Jiang Huan immediately raised a hand, his face full of black lines.

The jailer behind him immediately brought two roasted chickens and a plate of peanuts.

Smelling the aroma of the roasted chicken.

Su Qiao lazily got up from the ground.

Jiang Huan slapped the chopsticks in front of Su Qiao.

"Anyone who enters the Imperial Prison, whether an founding general or a Grand Councilor, is not respectful to us?"

"On the contrary, you, Lord Su, show no avoidance when seeing us, even more arrogant than outside."

Smelling the aroma of the roasted chicken, Su Qiao finally sneered and clicked his tongue, saying,

"I fear no death; how can death frighten me?"

Hearing Su Qiao say this.

Jiang Huan then resentfully grabbed the roasted chicken and started gnawing on it.

"That's true, but Lord Su, is the matter you mentioned before really unsolvable?"

"Are the imperial clansmen of our Great Ming two hundred years from now really that useless?"

Hearing this, Su Qiao immediately realized.

He looked at Jiang Huan with a smile and said,

"Trying to fish for my words?"

"Your Majesty sent you?"

Jiang Huan never expected Su Qiao to see through his intentions the moment he arrived.

Instead, he left Jiang Huan at a loss for words.

But Su Qiao didn't care.

He tore off a chicken leg and said,

"Fine, for the sake of this roasted chicken, ask away. This official will hold nothing back."

After all, he was already scheduled for Executed after autumn.

So Su Qiao relaxed his mind.

Jiang Huan looked at Su Qiao in confusion and asked,

"My lord Su, if the Long Zilongsun of our Great Ming truly... well, you know."

"The people's hearts will surely be as you expect."

"But what about the army's morale?"

"Do you truly know nothing of military strategy?"

"On the battlefield, even the death of a Regional Commander can throw the entire army into chaos."

"Let alone thirty feudal kings!"

"What if the army's morale collapses?"

Su Qiao didn't even lift his eyelids, gnawing on the oily roasted chicken as he said,

"That's exactly what we want—the army's morale to collapse. If it doesn't collapse, didn't those people die for nothing?"

The moment the words left his lips, Jiang Huan was instantly stuck in place, awkward.

How could he possibly respond to that?!

Immediately, the sound of Zhu Yuanzhang fiercely grinding his back teeth echoed from the neighboring cell.

This brat truly tricked us!

Hearing the sound, Jiang Huan instantly grew tense.

He looked toward the neighboring cell, somewhat disbelieving.

Su Qiao, however, paid it no mind whatsoever.

"Ah, Commander Jiang, don't take it to heart. I'm used to it. Your Imperial Prison is fine in every way, except there are too many rats."

With that, Su Qiao casually picked up a chicken bone, spun it, and threw it toward the distant green brick wall.

"Get lost quickly, and stop making noise here!"

"If you keep arguing, do you think Commander Jiang won't stew you and skin you?"

After speaking, Su Qiao looked at Jiang Huan and said,