The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

Jia Jue looked at Zhao Cheng and asked, "My surname is indeed Jia, but what's wrong?"

Zhao Cheng glanced at him, thought for a moment, and said with a sneer, "But I don't know who you are, that old dog Jia Daishan?"

"Looking for death!" Ji Zhong was furious when he heard the words, picked up a red-hot soldering iron, and was about to press it on Zhao Cheng's chest.

Jia Jue stopped Ji Zhong with his hand, and asked Zhao Cheng, "I am the grandson of Duke Rong. I don't know why you spoke so rudely to my grandfather?"

"Speaking poorly? I wish I could eat his flesh and drink his blood!" Zhao Cheng's eyes were red and his teeth were on the verge of cracking. If you don't pay attention to it, it will cause people to inform Zhao Qi, a bastard! Such a treacherous and ungrateful person, I wish I could tear him to pieces!"

Ji Zhong sneered when he heard the words: "Mr. Rong Guo is deeply aware of the righteousness and will not join forces with you rebels."

"Bah! This bastard Zhao Qi killed his brother and father, he will die!" Zhao Cheng yelled angrily.

Ji Zhong was furious, and wanted to torture him again, but was stopped by Jia Jue:

"Master Ji, don't be impulsive, this person must be using the method of aggressiveness."

Ji Zhong was taken aback for a moment, but nodded his head: "What Ziyu said makes sense."

Jia Jue looked at Zhao Cheng, and said to Ji Zhong: "Master Ji, he is a stubborn person who can hurt his body, but can't move his mind. If you want to pry his mouth open, torture may be useless."

Ji Zhong quickly asked: "Then what should we do?"

Jia Jue smiled lightly: "Destroy his spirit and take away his aspirations."

"How should I do it?" Ji Zhong's eyes lit up.

Qingyu on the side was shocked when she heard the words, she quickly hugged Jia Jue's arm and shook it vigorously to remind him.

Jia Jue said to Ji Zhong: "One word, soft!"

"Ah?" Several people in the field were taken aback when they heard the words.

Jia Jue coughed lightly: "I made a mistake, it was 'boil'."

Now, he said something about fatigue interrogation methods.

Ji Zhong was overjoyed when he heard the words, and quickly wrote them down.

"Master Ji, although this method is effective, it did not happen overnight. This person is determined. If this method is to be effective, it may take dozens of days." Jia Jue said.

"It's okay, Your Majesty has expected it long ago, and there is no deadline." Ji Zhong nodded.

"Master Ji, you've been busy all night, why don't you go and rest first, and I'll get close to him, and interrogate you later when you've rested." Jia Jue suggested.

Ji Zhong did not doubt that he was there, and said gratefully: "Then there is Lao Ziyu."

After saying that, he left quickly.

Seeing him leave, Qingyu hurriedly begged Jia Jue:

"Uncle Cheng is a good man, please save him."

Jia Jue was noncommittal, but just looked at Zhao Cheng with playful eyes.

Seeing this, Qingyu's face was full of anxiety.

Zhao Cheng glanced at her, and shouted at Jia Jue: "I and the Jia family are at odds, Jia's son, get out!"

Jia Jue smiled faintly: "Is Commander Zhao really having such a deep hatred with my Jia family?"

"If I can get out of trouble, I will definitely slaughter Jia's family!" Zhao Cheng glared at Jia Jue fiercely.

Qingyu hurriedly called out: "Uncle Cheng! He is a good man, different from those eagle dogs and lackeys!"

"Shut up! Who are you! You can call Uncle Cheng!" Zhao Cheng looked at Qingyu fiercely, and shouted at her.

Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't know what to say.

Jia Jue sighed softly, and said to Qingyu, "You are right, he is indeed a good person."

"Then can you save him?" Qingyu looked at him expectantly.

Before Jia Jue could speak, Zhao Cheng yelled, "Whoever wants you to save me, you traitor, don't expect to get anything from me!"

Jia Jue walked up to him and whispered, "Commander Zhao, there is no one else here, so there is no need for that."

"Go away! I don't talk to shameless traitors!" Zhao Cheng still shouted.

"Commander Zhao, I know that your method is only to protect the Jia family, but I really want to talk to you." Jia Jue said in a low voice.

"You..." Zhao Cheng stared, but couldn't speak.

Because what Jia Jue said spoke to his heart, the reason why he insulted Jia Daishan and denied Qingyu was indeed to protect them.

"Commander Zhao doesn't need to be surprised. I can hear you clearly. Although you keep yelling and cursing, you don't have any malicious intent." Jia Jue explained.

He has a system that can intuitively receive Zhao Cheng's emotional value. Through the system, he found that although Zhao Cheng kept swearing, he had no negative emotions at all.

Obviously, this is not what he really said.

In other words, he doesn't hate Jia Daishan or the Jia family.

This means that the Jia family is actually on the same front as the deposed prince.

Therefore, he wanted to figure out the relationship, so as not to be caught off guard when facing Zhao Qi in the future.

Zhao Cheng looked at him, his eyes changing, without saying a word.

Jia Jue continued: "Commander Zhao, don't need to worry. If I have bad intentions, wouldn't I be harming myself? Given my grandfather's relationship with the crown prince, if I had too much contact with you, it would really set me on fire."

Zhao Cheng was finally convinced by him. Indeed, it was indeed a huge risk for Jia Jue to show his closeness to him. Once someone found out, the consequences would be disastrous.

"What do you want to know?" he asked in a low voice.

"The true relationship between my grandfather and the crown prince, and why you are in Zhao Zheng's hands." Jia Jue asked.

Zhao Cheng's eyes widened when he heard this, and he looked at him in surprise: "How do you know I'm at Zhao Zheng?"

Jia Jue smiled: "If I hadn't responded in advance, the place where you were arrested would not be the Bai Mansion but the Jia Mansion."

"This thief is really treacherous!" Zhao Cheng cursed fiercely, and then slowly talked about his experience.

After the palace change that year, the prince's people scattered and fled. Zhao Cheng protected everyone in the prince's mansion and fought and retreated. On the way to escape, he was scattered by the pursuers. Zhao Cheng was shot unconscious by an arrow, but after waking up, he was caught in front of Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng imprisoned him and threatened that there were other people from the Prince's Mansion in his hands. If Zhao Zheng dared to escape or commit suicide, they would all be tortured to death.

Zhao Cheng cast the mouse and was imprisoned for more than ten years. Recently, Zhao Zhengcai asked him to come forward to frame Baiying.

"So that's how it is." Jia Jue suddenly realized that Zhao Zheng was kind enough to know that the person related to the abolished prince was an excellent card, so he kept it in his hands.

"I don't know who the grandfather and the prince are?"

Zhao Cheng glanced at him, and said lightly: "Your grandfather and the crown prince were inseparable, and they were both teachers and friends. After the incident happened that day, your grandfather originally wanted to help the crown prince, but the crown prince refused and drew a line with your grandfather." .”

Jia Jue nodded, looked at Zhao Cheng, but keenly caught a trace of strangeness in his eyes.

He didn't tell the truth, or rather, he had reservations.

Thinking of Ji Zhong's words at the door just now, Jia Jue's heart suddenly moved. Could it be that Jia Daishan is related to the prince's youngest son?

Just when he was about to continue asking, his expression suddenly changed:
"not good!"