Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

"General Meng Wu, the thief took Lord Zhang in this direction last night. He must have hidden Lord Zhang somewhere."

Wang Ben found Meng Wu with the only clue he had. At that time, Meng Wu was leading his men to search house by house.

Meng Wu frowned. This was too wide a range. "Well, let's ask more people and see if anyone else heard anything last night."

"it is good."

"Shi Yi, is there any news about General Meng and the others?"

Ying Zheng dropped the pen in his hand. He didn't know how many times he had asked this question today.

"Your Majesty, there is no news from Master Zhang yet."

Ever since Mr. Zhang disappeared yesterday, Shi Yi has been extra cautious.

"What are they doing? Why is there still no news?"

"Your Majesty, General Wang Ben has sent someone to report."

"Quick, pass it."

Soon, a soldier walked in and said, "Your Majesty, the Xianyang magistrate received news today that someone smashed a window of a house last night using this thing."

As he spoke, the soldier took out a few small squares from his arms. "General Wang Ben looked at them and said that this was the movable type printing technique that Master Zhang had the Mo family research. Master Zhang took a set with him when he left yesterday, saying that he wanted to present it to the king."

"Right now, General Wang Ben and General Meng Wu are leading people to search house by house."

Shi Yi walked over quickly, took the thing from the soldier's hand, and handed it to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng took it in his hand and looked at it, but he didn't understand what it was used for.

"Go back and tell the two generals to find Zhang Qing as soon as possible."

"There is a generous reward for anyone who can provide clues."

"promise"

"These thieves!"

Ying Zheng punched the table, causing the pens on it to bounce a few times.

Shi Yi hesitated again and again before speaking carefully: "Your Majesty, Lord Zhang is a genius, he will definitely be fine. Isn't it just a matter of leaving clues? The two generals are also wise and brave, they will definitely find Lord Zhang."

"I'm not worried about that. I'm worried that Zhang Qing won't be able to wait and ask him to come out."

……

Mr. Zhang must have been frightened yesterday. Without medical treatment, this...

Shi Yi didn't dare to speak, not even to think about it.

"These thieves, I will tear them to pieces."

At this time, the people who kidnapped Zhang Yuanqing were hiding in their homes, not daring to show up. Engineer Luo, whose residence had just been searched, began to regret why he didn't just kill them yesterday.

Zhang Yuanqing in the cellar was not having an easy time either.

His hands and feet were tied, his mouth was gagged, and he fell to the ground, shivering from the cold.

Am I going to die like this?

This is such an ignominious death.

I hope no one will know I'm here after I die.

Will the body smell?

Or will it be thrown away by these people and then eaten by something?

I can’t help but feel scared just thinking about it.

After struggling on the ground for a long time, his feet finally touched the bowl that the man had just dropped.

It took him a long time to kick the bowl into pieces with his bound feet. Regardless of the pain in his feet, Zhang Yuanqing lay on the ground for a long time before he regained some strength.

He started to move again, and finally his hand succeeded in getting hold of the broken bowl.

After an unknown amount of time, the rope on his wrist was cut. Without caring about anything else, Zhang Yuanqing quickly took out a pill and swallowed it.

"I managed to save my life."

After untying the ropes on his feet, Zhang Yuanqing walked around the cellar, but there was nothing that could help him get up.

He picked up a wooden stick and sat on the ground.

I don't know how long I waited before I heard a noisy sound outside.

"Quick, search carefully and don't miss any suspicious places."

"Sir, I am an honest businessman and I absolutely do not harbor thieves."

As he spoke, he handed a heavy bag of silver into the hands of the leading soldier.

Agen was a real warrior who had fought on the battlefield. Now he was in charge of more than a hundred people. Seeing the shopkeeper like this, he stared at him with sharp eyes, which made the shopkeeper sweat on his forehead. If he had not held on, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Search carefully."

Zhang Yuanqing heard the sound in a daze, held up his eyelids to swallow a pill, and hit the kettle hard with a stick in his hand.

"crash"

The kettle cracked and made a sound.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yuanqing knocked on the wall of the cellar again.

"cough cough cough"

Exhausted, Zhang Yuanqing fell to the ground in a mess, supporting himself with one hand and coughing violently.

A soldier happened to be searching the kitchen and found nothing, so he was about to leave.

"cough cough cough"

"what sound?"

San Zhuang stood there and listened carefully.

"What are you standing here for? Go away."

"I just heard something in here."

San Zhuang didn't move at all. When his companions heard it, they came over and took a closer look.

"dong dong"

"cough cough"

"Here, quick"

The two people once again confirmed the source of the sound and walked over excitedly.

There was a tilted large vat next to it, which had just been moved away when San Zhuang came in to search.

"Someone come quickly, there's movement here."

The teahouse was very white and not very big. San Zhuang shouted and everyone rushed over.

"You three keep an eye on them."

Agen naturally heard it as well, and ordered his three subordinates to quickly capture the shopkeeper and a clerk and rush to the kitchen.

At this time, San Zhuang had already found a ladder and went down to the cellar.

"Master Zhang!"

"Master Zhang, how are you?"

San Zhuang walked over in two or three steps, squatted down and supported Zhang Yuanqing.

"Cough cough cough, it's okay."

As he spoke, he dropped the stick in his hand to the ground and leaned his body weight on San Zhuang.

"Master Zhang, I'll carry you up first."

"Thank you, cough cough cough cough"

"what's the situation?"

Agen looked at a group of people surrounding a cellar and asked in a stern voice.

"It was Sanzhuang. He heard the noise here and called everyone over. Sanzhuang has already gone down."

"Master Zhang is here."

At this time, San Zhuang's voice came from below.

Mr. Zhang was finally found.

This kid is so lucky.

"Quick, go inform the general."

"promise."

Soon, Zhang Yuanqing was carried up by Sanzhuang.

The once clean clothes were now covered in dust, had signs of wear and tear, and there were scars on the wrists.

"cough cough cough"

"Quick, carry Master Zhang to the Zhang Mansion."

San Zhuang didn't dare to delay and ran out.

"You three together."

"promise."

"Go to the Zhang residence and find a doctor."

"promise"

"Come, take those three men and go find the general with me."

"promise"

The yard, which was noisy just now, became quiet in a moment.

Sanzhuang was carrying someone on his back and met Er who was rushing over halfway.

"grown ups!"

Seeing the adult's expression, Ah Er fell to his knees on the ground.

"Quick, lead the way."

Ah Er wiped his tears and stood up, following San Zhuang and the others, and did not forget to order, "Go find the doctor."

In Zhang Yuanqing's room at the Zhang Mansion, Ah Er had already had charcoal lit. The room was warm. Zhang Yuanqing was placed on the bed. Two maids carefully brought water to wipe the dirt off Zhang Yuanqing's face.