After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

The candlelight in the prison flickered, and Pei Jiaoran waved to the clerk waiting beside him.

"Go tell Zhang Yun. Su Jinghui doesn't admit it. You can ask him one by one." Pei Jiaoran picked up the teacup and used the lid of the jar to wipe away the foam floating on the tea. After the white mist dissipated, he took a sip. "He has been an official for so many years. He must know the difference between confessing on his own and being investigated by the court."

The clerk said "yes" and bowed before leaving. He then walked to Zhang Yun and whispered something in his ear, and Zhang Yun nodded thoughtfully.

"Su Jinghui, you also know the emperor's will." Zhang Yun looked at Su Jinghui and his tone became cold and hard. "You have worked your way up from county lieutenant to the position of Zhongshu Ling. In the past few decades, you have allowed your family members to do many evil things in Wuwei. How much money did you take to bribe others, and how much bribes did you receive. It's best for you to tell the truth, so that we can report to the emperor."

Su Jinghui looked sarcastic upon hearing this. He leaned back on the table with a look of indifference, tapping his robe with his fingers, "Since you guys are asking this, why don't you check it yourself?"

"The Censorate and the Ministry of Justice are already investigating. His Majesty is magnanimous and is willing to give you this opportunity to confess your guilt." Zhang Yun glanced at the chief clerk who was taking notes and coughed a few times. He then looked up at Su Jinghui and advised earnestly, "Mr. Su, you have been an official for so many years. You are naturally familiar with the laws of the Wei Dynasty. The sentence you confess now is different from the one found out. Besides, you have worked hard for the country over the years. If you confess your guilt, I think His Majesty will give you a lighter sentence."

Raising his head and meeting Zhang Yun's gaze sarcastically, Su Jinghui sneered, "How can I admit something I didn't know about? Is it okay for me to say that I didn't solicit or accept bribes?"

"Mr. Su, why do you have to resist so stubbornly?" Zhang Yun stood up and walked around the long table, approaching Su Jinghui. He bent down and looked at him with a smile on his face, "Your family background is better than mine, and your family education is richer than mine. His Majesty has issued an order to investigate you, but you refuse to admit it. Is it because someone behind you wants to protect you? But the net of heaven is vast and nothing can escape it. Aren't you afraid that the other party will abandon the car to save the king and put all the responsibility on you?"

As the words fell into his ears, Su Jinghui turned his head away. Avoiding Zhang Yun's sight, he turned his head to look at where Pei Jiaoran was. Although he couldn't see anyone there, his intuition told him that the person was Pei Jiaoran.

Seeing that Su Jinghui had no intention of replying to his words, Zhang Yun waved his hand and walked back to the long desk. With his back to him and his hands on the desk, he said, "Since Mr. Su is unwilling to accept the offer, we will wait for the Censorate and the Ministry of Justice to bring back the evidence before conducting a retrial. It will only take one or two days. Take him back to the cell."

As soon as he finished speaking, two jailers came forward and took Su Jinghui away.

Waiting for Su Jinghui to go away, Zhang Yun took a deep breath and hurried to the cell where Pei Jiaoran was.

Seeing Pei Jiaoran standing with his back to them and his hands behind his back, Zhang Yun bowed and saluted, "This subordinate greets Mr. Pei."

"You and I are old friends, so there's no need to be polite." Pei Jiaoran said in a gentle voice.

When she was the acting secretary of the imperial court, Zhang Yun was appointed as the prefect of Jingzhao by Li Xiujing. She had also looked through his resume and found that he was from the same hometown as Jia Gonglu. No wonder he would now turn to Jia Gonglu.

"I followed your wishes and tried Su Jinghui. But he didn't appreciate it at all. He really didn't cry until he saw the coffin. He didn't care about the laws of the country and the king. You don't know how many people beat the drum to report the incident these days. It shows how much the Su family is hated by many people in Wuwei."

Zhang Yun was born in a poor family, so he naturally hated the fact that Su Jinghui, a noble family, allowed his subordinates to run rampant in the village. Although Jia Gonglu had told him to treat Su Jinghui with courtesy, he thought of Pei Jiaoran, who was also born in a poor family, and did not object to him speaking ill of him. He wanted to take this opportunity to vent his anger.

Turning around, Pei Jiaoran smiled, "Su Jinghui has a nephew who also committed a crime before and is now in the Shen Ce Prison. If you go there early, he might still be breathing. Since he won't speak up here, ask a few more people, there will always be someone willing to speak up."

Hearing this, Zhang Yun raised his head and looked at the Secretary of the Central Secretariat in astonishment. She had a bun on her head, a few strands of hair hanging from her forehead, a dark blue round-necked robe, a fox fur coat, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that were slightly drooping. She was quite majestic and heroic, but also elegant and beautiful. The moonlight leaked from the window on the high wall and shone on her face. Half of it was hidden in the shadows, and the other half was bright.

Zhang Yun knew that Pei Jiaoran was giving him advice and helping him solve his problems, so he quickly said, "Thank you, Mr. Pei, for your consideration. I will go to the Shen Ce Prison to interrogate Su Jinghui's nephew tomorrow morning."

"That's great." Pei Jiaoran smiled, "Take me to see Xu Yan."

"Please follow me." Zhang Yun said.

Although Xu Yan was convicted of murder, Pei Jiaoran had previously specifically instructed that Xu Yan and his group be well taken care of. Therefore, no one in the prison dared to mistreat the three of them, but instead took good care of them.

Seeing Xu Yan sitting next to the charcoal basin, Pei Jiaoran walked in slowly from the door and said with a smile, "Xu Yan."

"How could Lord Pei be willing to condescend to come here?" Upon hearing her voice, Xu Yan snorted coldly and turned his head away, "I have followed your wishes and reported Su Jinghui to His Majesty. There should be no connection between you and me anymore."

Pei Jiaoran walked to Xu Yan's side and knelt on the ground, "Su Jinghui will definitely die. And you are guilty of a murder, so you can't escape death either."

"Mr. Pei, are you planning to break the law to save me? In the eyes of people like you, the law is a rule for the people, but it is fake for you officials?" Xu Yan looked at her coldly with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Of course not. But I suddenly feel a little curious, Xu Yan, what do you think the law is?" Pei Jiaoran said with a smile.

"I thought the law was to eliminate evil, but when I read books, I found that many evildoers from ancient times to the present have been able to escape the punishment of the law. Later, the more I read, the more I found that every dynasty and generation had to amend the law, all for the purpose of building a peaceful and prosperous era." Taking a deep breath, Xu Yan lowered his eyes, "But after my own experience, I realized that the law has never spoken for a certain group. It is fair, but also fair."

"The law is not a tool; it changes with the situation. In the eyes of different groups, its role is different. It may punish evil and promote good, or establish moral standards to keep the world peaceful. But from the perspective of the country, 'Strength comes from law, weakness and chaos come from flattery. If the king is wise in this, he will reward and punish justly instead of being benevolent to his subordinates.' The law was born for the country. It is the composition of the country, the size of the country, and the worries of the country. When each dynasty and generation revised the law, the sentencing had to be re-determined. As for a certain group, that is not something it can consider. It was born to push the country forward and maintain the stability of the country." Pei Jiaoran said.

"Then if Mr. Pei, you experienced what I experienced. Would you kill people like me?" Xu Yan asked back seriously.

Pei Jiaoran smiled when he heard this. "In the past, Huan Yuanzi's father was killed by Jiang Bo. He shed tears for three years. Finally, at Jiang Bo's funeral, he disguised himself as a guest and slaughtered the entire Jiang family. If I had gone through what you went through, I would not be worthy of being a human being if I didn't take revenge."

Xu Yan was touched, "With what Prime Minister Pei said. Even if the court wants to punish me to uphold the law, I have no regrets."

"I've said before that laws change with the situation. Since you killed someone to protect yourself, I can help you out." Pei Jiaoran stood up and looked around. "This law is not without trace in history books. I also saved such a person before, but you are different from her."

"Mr. Pei...you." Xu Yan hesitated to speak.

"Just wait patiently." After saying that, Pei Jiaoran turned and left.