Helan Lu's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look behind him: "National Master, why are you here?"
A man in black robes walked over, followed by several guards wearing black armor and wearing iron masks. Everyone saluted him and said respectfully: "I've seen the Imperial Master."
Murong Lan's eyes were fixed on an old woman behind the black robe who was being held by three or four strong iron-faced guards. This person was about sixty years old, with most of her hair white, and her body... She was thin and small, wearing Han silk and satin clothes, with a stooped body and wrinkles all over her face. As soon as she saw Murong Lan, her eyes opened wide and she shouted repeatedly: "Princess Lan, save me, save me."
Murong Lan's expression changed. She looked at the black robe and said in a deep voice: "Master, what's going on? Zhang Shangshu's old mother, why did you bring her here?"
This old woman was Zhang Gang's mother. When Zhang Gang was in Tianshi Dao, he was personally brought to Nanyan from the battlefield by Murong Lan during the Battle of Yuzhou. However, his mother was lost in the rebellion. Later, Murong Lan returned to the Eastern Jin Dynasty specifically for this purpose, found Zhang's mother in the slave camp and rescued Nan Yan. It was precisely because of this that Zhang Gang felt grateful for his kindness and devoted himself to serving Nan Yan.
Therefore, Zhang's mother and Murong Lan were also acquaintances. Zhang Gang had received courtesy as the mother of an official, and her status could be seen from her silk and satin clothes. But today, this old woman was removed from her home by the sergeants. He was dragged out and taken away, probably because he had a premonition of bad fate. When he saw Murong Lan, it was like seeing a life-saving straw, and he began to cry out for help.
The black robe said coldly: "Zhang Gang has defected to the Jin army and is in the same car with Wang Shen'ai. Princess Lan, didn't you see that?"
Murong Lan gritted his teeth: "Maybe he was a substitute, maybe he was just captured. Imperial Master, it was you who sent Zhang Shangshu out of the city to ask for help. If he is afraid of death and cherishes his life, he will stay in the Later Qin Dynasty. Why should he come back and die?"
The black robe smiled slightly: "Are you a substitute? Why do you want to go to the Jin army? Can't you tell if you try it? Someone, please come to the city to meet the people in the car outside the city."
Mother Zhang's eyes lit up and she said in a trembling voice: "My son, is my son really outside the city? Is he really back?"
The black robe said coldly: "Then we need to ask the old lady to help us identify whether the man outside the city is really the son. This is very important to Dayan!" He said, waved his hand, and originally pressed the Mother Zhang used her arms to prevent her from escaping, and the two strong men guarding her immediately let go of their hands.
Zhang's mother suddenly became energetic. She jumped out and rushed to the battlements of the city wall. She leaned out and looked outside the city. Zhang Gang, who was sitting on the cart a few hundred steps away, immediately spotted his mother. The two of them shed tears together as if they had telepathy. Mother Zhang cried at the top of the city: "Gang'er, is it really you? Is it really my Gang'er?"
Zhang Gang's tears were like river water that had burst its embankment, flowing across his face. He jumped out of the car, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing: "Mother, Gang'er is unfilial. It's Ganger who has caused you trouble." .”
Helan Lu opened his eyes wide: "Could it be that Zhang Shangshu is really under the city?"
Murong Lan frowned and said: "Not necessarily, maybe she can disguise herself, take voice-changing pills, Wang Shenai is a top spy, these are not uncommon things for her. Old madam, I am offended, may I ask you Is there any birthmark or other unusual place on your body that your son knows about, can you ask him?"
There was a hint of embarrassment on Zhang's mother's face: "This, in front of tens of thousands of soldiers from both armies, I am a woman after all, I'm afraid..."
Murong Lan gritted his teeth: "If there is a fake under the city pretending to be your son, tens of thousands of soldiers may die as a result. This matter is of great importance. I hope the old lady will not avoid this matter..."
Zhang's mother gritted her teeth and said loudly: "Gang'er, what's on my mother's right shoulder?"
Zhang Gang raised his head from the ground, with a look of astonishment on his face and his eyes wide open: "Mom, how can you speak out about such private matters in front of Wanjun?"
Mother Zhang said in a deep voice: "Gang'er, Princess Lan said that Jin people are treacherous and know how to disguise themselves. Therefore, your identity must be confirmed. As a mother, you are not afraid of embarrassment. Just tell me!"
Zhang Gang gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Mom, there is a blue birthmark the size of a copper coin on your left shoulder. My child, remember it!"
Mother Zhang nodded, her black-robed eyes sparkling: "Old madam, just in case, please show it to us."
A trace of anger flashed across Zhang's face, but she still sighed and shrugged her shoulders slightly. From the collar of her clothes, everyone could see clearly that there was really a cyan mark the size of a copper coin on her shoulder.
Murong Lan frowned and whispered: "Madam, if you don't have a special mark anywhere else, just mention it casually and see if Zhang Gang knows about it."
Zhang's mother nodded and continued loudly: "Gang'er, there is something special on the back of my left calf, do you remember it?!"
Zhang Gang was stunned for a moment, and a trace of confusion flashed across his face: "Here, this kid doesn't remember anything special about mom's left leg."
Mother Zhang stepped onto the battlement with a lunge and lifted up her trouser leg. She saw that her left calf was empty without any marks. She laughed, and tears welled up: "You are right, National Preceptor, Princess Lan, he is really my Gang'er, it's true!"
The Yan troops at the top of the city were in an uproar, and many people began to shout: "Oh, it's really Zhang Shangshu!"
"Oops, Zhang Shangshu has rebelled and surrendered to the enemy. It's over now. He knows all about our arrangements for defending the city!"
The black-robed man's face was as dark as water, and he said loudly: "Zhang Gang, you are on a mission to the Later Qin Dynasty. It's just that you can't move reinforcements. Why do you appear in the Jin army camp?"
Zhang Gang's heart trembled, and he stood up and saluted with his chest pressed to the city head: "I have seen the imperial adviser and was sent by you and your majesty. I went to the later Qin Dynasty as an envoy. I spent all my words to ask the Qin leader Yao Xing to send troops. , but he didn't even see Xiaguan, and finally asked him to leave Qin. Xiaguan had no way to go, so he had to come back to resume his life. Unexpectedly, he was lured into the city by Shen Xuan, the Taishan prefect, and he was captured and offered to the Jin army. , this, this is definitely not the official’s intention to surrender to the enemy!”
Wang Shen'ai stood up slowly. Several female guards picked up several large purple gold trumpets and placed them in front of her mouth. Her graceful jade sound, like the sound of nature, echoed between the two armies. Let everyone above and below the city hear clearly: "The officers and soldiers of the Yan army at the top of the city can see clearly. This man is Zhang Gang, the minister of your fake Yan country and the most skilled craftsman."
