Traveling through an ancient military camp: Bao'er's survival song

Peng Zizheng grabbed Shi Miao, closed the doors and windows, then tossed him back onto the chair and said, "Steal someone for me."

Hours and seconds: ...

Ignoring Shi Miao's speechless expression, Peng Zizheng continued, "The Imperial Concubine of Donglai Prince's Mansion has an aunt named Yu Liu. Bring her here, and do it discreetly. No one else but you and me can know." After saying this, Peng Zizheng paused and added, "This is your pledge of allegiance."

Shi Miao: "The Prince's residence? The Imperial Concubine Tai? What if I don't go?"

Peng Zizheng said nonchalantly, "From what I've heard from the five of you, coming to my general's mansion was your senior brother's idea. I don't care who your senior brother is, but I'm the one who was brought here from the emperor."

Shi Miao: "Huh?"

Peng Zizheng: "I can also return you directly to the Emperor. At that time, whether you are spies from an enemy country or bandits who assassinated General Guide, I believe His Majesty will still be willing to listen to what I have to say."

Shi Miao: "Ah! Oh my god!"

As Shi Miao was leaving, Peng Zizheng added, "Under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the king."

Shi Miao gave a wry smile: "Don't scare me, I'm really going, I won't run away!"

After Shi Miao left, Peng Zizheng closed the door and sat there quietly, motionless.

It is “Ze Zei Sao”. The two words spoken by Yu Liu, the former head palace maid and now the head maid, are actually three words, pronounced “Ze Zei Sao”.

Peng Zizheng had never heard this word before from the Qiang people, but he was certain that it was the Qiang language. The convoluted intonation that Yu Liu used when she uttered those three words was a unique speaking habit of the Qiang people.

Peng Zizheng's heart was pounding. Although he was sitting still, he could feel the blood churning and raging within him. Why would a Qiang man who couldn't forget his native accent become a confidant of the imperial concubine? Could a confidant of a favored concubine wield great power in the palace? Peng Zizheng felt that the overwhelming doubts in his heart were about to crack open.

Peng Zizheng sat there until dusk, then suddenly got up, left the general's mansion, and headed for the imperial prison.

The guards at the imperial prison dared not let Peng Zizheng in without permission, so they ran to the Zhao residence to find Minister Zhao. When Minister Zhao strolled lazily into the imperial prison office, he saw Peng Zizheng sitting casually in a chair, with an imperial gold plaque on the table beside him.

Lord Zhao hurriedly smiled and took a few steps forward, saying, "My underlings are ignorant. They should have just let Lord Peng in. They made you wait for quite a while for no reason."

Peng Zizheng waved his hand: "It's alright, you all have your rules. With Lord Zhao accompanying me inside, we'll both feel more at ease, won't we?"

"Hey, I'm so ashamed."

Walking down the narrow, long stone steps, a stench of blood, completely different from that on the battlefield, hit you. The prison was filled with a stagnant, damp, putrid smell, as if squeezing out some of the air, making it feel suffocating and oppressive.

Peng Zizheng glanced back at Lord Zhao, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "This is my first time here. I only just realized how arduous Lord Zhao's working conditions are. You've worked so hard!"

"Haha, it's my duty, it's my duty."

The group quickly arrived at the cell where the three Qiang spies were being held. Apart from the dwarf who had been brought back and was hanging from the stone wall with his collarbone pierced, the other two were lying on the ground, silent.

Peng Zizheng glanced at Lord Zhao again, and Lord Zhao replied knowingly, "They're all alive."

Peng Zizheng nodded, staring intently at the three men, and suddenly said, "Then sweep away the thieves."

The dwarf, who had been hanging there motionless, suddenly moved his neck, as if trying to raise his head to see who was speaking his native language.