In the thirteenth year of Yuan Zheng's reign, Zhao Qingtan went to Fengyang for a funeral. On the way, he encountered a heavy rain and a mountain collapse. Mountain collapse and floods did not harm her at all. Zhao Qingtan was trapped in the city of rebels. When she encountered a mob, the protective jade pendant she had kept with her since she was a child was shattered. In order to survive, Zhao Qingtan pretended to be a maid and worked with the rebel mob to slander herself. "Everyone knows Princess Fujia's murderous reputation!" Zhou Xinzhang: "He was vicious and evil, and he deserves to die." Zhao Qingtan: ... Mr. Zhou Mang, who killed a thousand swordsmen, if you die, your whole family will die. Rescue was imminent, Zhao's army rushed thousands of miles away, and Zhao Qingtan braced his waist. "Who is the leader of your rebels? Is there something wrong with your brain?" This time it was Zhou Xinzhang's turn, his face uglier than eating shit: "If he hadn't been seriously ill, some people wouldn't have been allowed to live to scold him." The imperial court defeated the rebels, Xinyang City was unblocked, and Zhou Xinzhang became a prisoner. Zhao Qingtan: "What's your name?" "Mr. Zhou." Keep on living, whoever is exposed first is a dog.
