Chapter 13

Kaifeng Prefecture, prison.

Sunlight shone in through the window.

Eating, the jailers were chatting.

Sitting in meditation, although Zhang Cheng appeared absent-minded, half of his body was already leaning over.

Watching Zhang Cheng, Bai Yutang's eyes were full of speechless expressions.

"Have you heard? Grand Tutor Pang's mansion warehouse was burgled!"

"Of course I heard, it is said that Lord Bao even went to see it himself!"

"My neighbor's second aunt said it was done by Grand Tutor Pang's son!"

"Really or fake, isn't that his own family's silver?"

"Right, but Grand Tutor Pang hung Pang Yu up and beat him, and he still didn't say where the silver was!"

"No way, isn't Grand Tutor Pang the one who loves his son the most?"

"That's over a million taels, Grand Tutor Pang even broke two whips, and Pang Yu still didn't say!"

"This Pang Yu's mouth is truly hard!"

Just as the jailers were teasing, Bai Yutang was dazed for a moment.

Because even though she took quite a bit of silver, she didn't empty the entire mansion warehouse!

Thinking of this, Bai Yutang rubbed her head and said, "Could it be that Pang Yu really took this opportunity to empty the million taels of silver in the warehouse?"

Listening to Bai Yutang's words, Zhang Cheng hurriedly lowered his head, afraid that the other party would see his expression.

Because he never expected that the scapegoat for this matter would be Pang Yu!

Grand Tutor's mansion.

Hearing the news that her brother was hung up and whipped, Imperial Concubine Pang immediately requested to leave the palace.

If this were any other emperor, it would be impossible, but who made Imperial Concubine Pang's Majesty Song Renzong Zhao Zhen!

In history, you can say that Renzong was weak in military aspects, because the Liao Dynasty's heavy troops pressed on the border, forcing the Song Dynasty to increase the annual tribute, historically known as the "Qingli Increase of Tribute"!

But he was a truly benevolent monarch, and it was precisely because of his kindness and tolerance that famous ministers like Bao Zheng were created.

Otherwise, change to another emperor, look at whether Bao Zheng would dare to grab Yang Guang's collar and spray him?

Yang Guang: What the hell? Is there anyone who dares to scold the emperor?

Li Shimin:...

Zhao Zhen:...

On the bed, Pang Yu was currently crying like a child.

Watching their young master, the maids on both sides turned their heads, afraid of laughing out loud.

Because in the past in the Grand Tutor's mansion, Pang Yu was simply a ghost-fearing person.

But this "local tyrant" was actually beaten into a grandson by his own father, Grand Tutor Pang!

"Brother, it's not that sister is scolding you, where did you hide the money! Hurry up and return it to Dad, otherwise he will really beat you to death!"

Looking at the scars on Pang Yu's body, Imperial Concubine Pang also spoke with heartache.

However, she couldn't help her brother carry the matter either; this was not tens of thousands of taels, or over a hundred thousand taels, but over a million taels!

"Sister, I really didn't take it! Sob sob sob, I'm so aggrieved!"

Grabbing Imperial Concubine Pang's hand, Pang Yu's heart was almost broken at this moment.

Because the first person his father suspected after learning that the warehouse was stolen was his own son!

But although Pang Yu was mixed up, he wasn't brainless.

Moving a million taels of silver out, there would at least be some movement!

But Grand Tutor Pang was convinced it was him; after all, besides their father and son, who in the entire Grand Tutor's mansion could do this!

"Brother, I remember you didn't have such a hard mouth before!"

Looking at Pang Yu, Imperial Concubine Pang was stunned.

And after listening to Imperial Concubine Pang's words, Pang Yu cried even louder, because he was aggrieved!

This is like Alexander crossing the Himalayas back then.

Coming early, one against seven, coming late, being hung up and whipped by the Qin State, and even breaking the whip, but still couldn't ask where the main force was!

Alexander: Stop hitting, I only have fifty thousand people, just these fifty thousand!

Qin State: Fifty thousand? You dare to offend my Great Qin with just fifty thousand? Say, where is the main force!

Bianliang, a certain inn.

After losing his cousin, Situ Yaozu suddenly discovered one thing, that is, he had no cigarettes.

Feeling that his whole body was not right, Situ Yaozu planned to visit the prison.

"Take me with you!"

Watching Situ Yaozu, Feng Suzhen hurriedly ran up.

"You want to go too? Aren't you and my cousin enemies?"

Looking at Feng Suzhen curiously, Situ Yaozu was surprised.

"Although your cousin's character is not good, in some aspects, he is still worth appreciating!"

Looking at Situ Yaozu seriously, Feng Suzhen explained.

"For example, which aspect?"

Looking at Feng Suzhen in confusion, Situ Yaozu was surprised.

"Do you really want me to say it now?"

Looking at Situ Yaozu, Feng Suzhen was silent for a long time, then showed an awkward smile.

"Cut!"

Looking at Feng Suzhen with disdain, Situ Yaozu carried his long sword and said, "Forget it, let's go!"

Kaifeng Prefecture prison.

When Feng Suzhen and Situ Yaozu thought Zhang Cheng was living very hard here, they saw a shocking scene.

That is, in the prison, Zhang Cheng was stepping on a chair with one foot, playing "gambling" with a group of people, which is gambling in the Song Dynasty!

Looking at this scene in shock, Situ Yaozu watched a group of yamen runners smoking with cigarettes in their mouths and hurriedly rushed forward, "Cousin, what are you doing?"

"Gambling!"

Looking at Situ Yaozu, Zhang Cheng explained with a smile.

"No, how did you get out?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng helplessly, Situ Yaozu was shocked.

"What's wrong with this? I didn't go out, I'm playing right here, and there are so many people watching!"

Taking out a cigarette and handing it to Situ Yaozu, Zhang Cheng guessed that his cousin was here for something.

Watching the cigarette in his hand, Situ Yaozu couldn't help but get excited, "Cousin!"

"Cousin!"

Looking at Situ Yaozu with burning eyes, Zhang Cheng felt as if he had seen a relative.

However, in the next second, Zhang Cheng patted the table and said, "Place your bets, place your bets, no more bets!"

"Is this still the Kaifeng Prefecture prison?"

Looking at this scene in disbelief, Situ Yaozu and Feng Suzhen were stunned.

Because this guy Zhang Cheng is truly poisonous; even in Bao Zheng's territory, he could play so fancy?

"Alright, you two see, Zhang Xinzhi is living very well here, go, go!"

Pushing the two away, the yamen runner also couldn't wait to come back and said, "I bet on double, twenty wen..."

"Zhan Zhan Zhan Huwei, the weather is not bad today!"

Watching Zhan Zhao wearing the Juque sword coming to patrol, the jailers on the side appeared somewhat panicked.

Because if Zhan Zhao knew they were playing gambling in the prison, wouldn't they be dead?

"Hey, why is there sweat on your faces?"

Looking at the yamen runners before him, Zhan Zhao showed a look of surprise.

"Is it? Zhan Zhan Zhan Huwei, you saw wrong, we don't!"

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, the two yamen runners immediately felt guilty.

But just at this moment, Zhan Zhao clearly noticed something wrong and immediately rushed into the prison.

However, just after Zhan Zhao entered, the whole person was stunned.

Because all the yamen runners were here, no wonder he didn't see anyone in the yamen!

Under the smoke, the yamen runners were biting cigarettes and chewing betel nuts, "Bet on big, I don't believe I can still lose!"

"Fight, fight, bicycle turns into motorcycle!"

"Want to succeed, go crazy first, rush forward regardless of everything..."

Just after everyone placed their bets, Zhan Zhao suddenly pressed the Juque sword on the table and said, "I don't know, can this be used for betting?"

"Count it as one hundred taels! Open!"

Watching the Juque sword, Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then immediately opened the dice.

Looking at the leopard inside, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said to Zhan Zhao, "You lost!"

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of old blood almost didn't spray out; Zhan Zhao wanted to kill someone at this moment.

Because did he really want to bet with that sentence just now?

"Accept the bet and admit defeat! Everyone is watching, Zhan Zhan Zhan Huwei, are you trying to be someone with poor gambling character?"

Looking at Zhan Zhao, Zhang Cheng immediately shouted.

And hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the yamen runners were stunned, because this guy is truly fierce; he dares to collect whatever is bet, even daring to black Zhan Zhao's Juque sword!

(End of chapter)