The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

On the seventeenth day of the twelfth lunar month in Yuan'an, the first snow that had fallen for two consecutive days stopped.

A prostitute died in a dark alley in Jiangyang City.

When ordinary people lose a loved one, they still cry a little.

The deepest part of the alley was unusually quiet, as if no one had ever lived there. The clean courtyard had snowed overnight, leaving a light layer of white, muddy footprints and deep bloodstains.

From time to time, a few people would walk by the alley and peek in. “Did you hear that the girl at the end of the alley is dead?”

"That wild duck? Oh, how did she die?"

"She seduced a man to death."

"Liu Zi, he got drunk and beat him hard. He even beat him to death. His face was smashed. Tsk tsk."

"Oh, then Liu Zi will have to go to jail? It's not worth it for such a dirty-eyed prostitute."

"Who says it isn't?"

"You bastard. You're still causing trouble for others even after your death. Ugh."

Chu Yizhao stared at the two of them.

It stinks worse than rhubarb's mouth.

A naked child holding a piece of toilet paper ran past quickly from sight. Chu Yizhao suddenly had an idea and followed him secretly.

After a while, he came out with a brown paper bag in his hand.

Lu Lin's face was horrified, his hand holding the sword was shaking, and he followed Chu Yizhao from a distance, not daring to take even a single step forward...

Chu Yizhao walked straight up to the two people at the alley entrance and bowed, "Two laymen, we are destined to meet."

"Go, go, go. Where did this sloppy Taoist priest come from? He doesn't want to tell fortunes. Go away." The two men covered their noses in disgust and waved their sleeves to chase him away.

Chu Yizhao's expression did not change. "I am not here to ask you two to tell my fortune, but I have a connection with you two, so I came here to give you a treasure."

"treasure?"

"Yes, this morning Xiaodao told me that I need to leave a treasure to someone in order to eliminate the bad karma."

The two looked at each other, their frowns still unfurled, "What treasure is that? Bring it out and see it."

Chu Yizhao raised the paper bag in his hand and said, "Here is the treasure, which is more valuable than silk and gold."

"Tsk." Wang Er laughed disdainfully. "It sounds good, but it's probably an empty box. Once we get it, they'll ask us for money. I've used this trick since I was three years old."

Chu Yizhao also laughed, and the mole on her chin moved twice. She pointed at the child eating square cakes next to her and said, "Tell the two uncles where the two taels of silver in your arms came from."

The child bit the cake and said incoherently, "It was given to me by the Taoist uncle. He said that I have a destiny with him and he also bought cakes for me to eat."

"Two taels of silver?"

The two men looked at each other, and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Wang Er's eyes flashed with greed, and he immediately said, "Master, Master, I believe it, this treasure is mine? I want it, I want it."

He moved to grab it, but was pushed away by the person next to him, "What do you mean yours? That was given to me by the Taoist priest! I am the one destined for the Taoist priest."

"Bullshit! You just said the director was sloppy!"

The two men pushed and shoved each other, neither of them giving in, and gradually started swearing at each other.

The curve of Chu Yizhao's mouth remained unchanged, and he looked like an immortal. "It is fate. I can only realize the truth by saving all living beings."

"There is only one treasure. If any of you want it, come and find it."

Chu Yizhao threw the paper bag in his hand into the wall behind him. The two men slapped their thighs and howled, "My treasure."

He immediately quickened his pace and chased after him around the wall.

Chu Yizhao followed them calmly. When they reached the alley entrance, the two men had already started fighting. The yellow-red brown paper bag had been deformed by being pinched by two pairs of hands.

He was accusing and shouting in a frenzy, completely lacking the righteous indignation he had just shown.

The kraft paper was very tough, but it couldn't withstand the pulling of the two people. When the paper bag was about to collapse, Chu Yizhao said, "You two, stop fighting. It's just a pile of shit."

"Same as you two, shit."

The two men's faces changed and they hurriedly opened the box. The mixed feces juice flowed all over their hands, and the stinky smell was mixed with the sweetness of the cakes.

Wang Er was shocked, and then he became angry and wanted to hit the Taoist priest at the entrance of the alley, "Damn Taoist priest, how dare you play tricks on me! You..."

"boom!"

The light powder was sprinkled over, and the two ferocious men fell to the ground instantly. The brown dung bag that they had not yet thrown was raised high and hit them on the face. A few drops flew into Wang Er's mouth. He was so disgusted that he almost vomited, "Damn Taoist priest, how dare you play tricks on me!"

"What's there to be afraid of? Your mouth stinks, what's wrong with eating something?" Chu Yizhao stood far away and laughed sarcastically.

Wang Er thought about it carefully and understood what was going on. He smiled a filthy and evil smile, "So you are also A-Luo's benefactor."

"She really has a good appetite. Even a skinny Taoist priest can eat it. How can it be satisfying?"

"Hahahahahaha." Zhang Wu echoed with a lewd laugh, "How can we not have fun? Don't forget, that prostitute's husband lives in her room. If we do it in front of her husband, it will be so stimulating that he will get hard twice more."

Chu Yizhao frowned, his face as cold as the snow on the eaves, "If you don't want to die, shut up."

"Tsk." Wang Er didn't care. "Isn't it just a muscle softener? Who hasn't seen it? When I sold that pretty boy, I used the same medicine. It will lose its effect in 25 minutes. Wait for me to get up, or I'll kill you!"

Chu Yizhao could tell something was wrong and said in a serious tone, "I don't believe it. This medicine is my exclusive secret recipe. You have never seen it before."

"Who said that! Young Master Jiang from the prefecture has one!" Wang Er raised his head and said, "He and I are brothers, you idiot, just wait and don't run, or I'll have someone peel off your skin!"

"You are such an ugly guy, are you a brother to such a noble man? I don't believe it."

"Hey! I sold his fifth concubine to him." Wang Er grinned, as if he wanted to deliberately provoke Chu Yizhao.

"When I was doing it with Luo, that guy got up to go to the bathroom and I saw him. He was prettier than Luo. His hands...his face was prettier than Luo..."

Before Wang Er finished speaking, his mouth began to tilt uncontrollably, moving towards the corner of his eyes. He was so scared that he shouted, "Help..."

Zhang Wu looked towards the alley entrance in horror, only to find that the Taoist had disappeared.

Lu Lin said, "Just let them go like this?"

Chu Yizhao put away the medicine bottle and said, "That depends on Xie Xiwen."

According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, those who force people to traffic in human beings shall be sentenced to death.

If the buyer is aware of the violation and commits the same crime, he shall be subject to the same punishment.

Xie Xiwen lay blankly on the bed, looking at the ceiling. The wood was rotten and chipping, and the layers of bulging boards had burst open, revealing dark, damp wood that was dirty and dilapidated.

The light in his eyes faded, and turbid tears filled his dry eye sockets bit by bit.

"how so…"

He was a little confused, perhaps all this was just an old dream.

The real Xie Xiwen died in the flood.

Died under the sticks of Sun family servants.

Died at the end of that dark alley...

There is no Wang Er, no Jiang Fangxu.

No A Luo either...

Such a bright and strong woman shouldn't have ended up like this...

"Why…"

Xie Xiwen murmured in confusion.

Why did everyone tell him to live well, but they all died...

He is the one who deserves to die the most...

It should be him!

"Don't think about dying."

A gloomy voice came from beside the bed.

Xie Xiwen turned his head slowly, and Chu Yizhao looked down at him.

"If you want to die, submit the lawsuit first, then splatter blood in the court, take Jiang Fangxu to hell with you, and bring Wu Yu down with you. It will be a worthy death."

The blood on his wrists could not compare to the pain of flesh sticking together when his heart beats.

Chu Yizhao retreated to the table and sat down. The sunlight entered the room and poured onto the floor between them, cutting and splitting the light and shadow in the room.

She looked at the bed hidden in the shadows, and said with a tone of pity that was almost cruel, "I came to Jiangyang City only for Bingyanghua and to find you because it was what Miss Luo asked. If it weren't for you, she would have left that dark alley yesterday. And you...

"Given your physical condition, your body may be left in a mass grave on the outskirts of the city in two days..."

"To explain it from the perspective of Taoist metaphysics, it is nothing more than a life for another..."

Xie Xiwen clenched his fists, and blood suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Fenghuahe frowned and looked at the bleeding wrist, feeling the pain for him, "Hiss... Ouch..."

Chu Yizhao slowly spread out the paper on the table. The ink was of moderate thickness and darkness. The ink and paper were both in level, except for the person holding the pen.

"I won't stay in Jiangyang City for long, and I'm not a knight who helps the weak and suppresses the strong. If you want to sue, I'll do it for you for the sake of Miss Luo and Mr. Xie."

"If you don't tell me, we will leave this place tomorrow. This is one hundred taels, enough for you to live until you recover from your injuries."

Chu Yizhao put down a silver note and turned to leave.

Feng Huahe went forward and picked up the banknote, saying in amazement, "Oh my, it's really one hundred taels. This little calf-nosed guy is really rich."

Xie Xiwen glanced at the thin paper note. A year ago, he also had a banknote of this denomination in his pocket, but now, he had to use this money to make ends meet for the rest of his life...

"If...if I had money...would Luo not...not..."

Xie Xiwen pursed his lips, unable to hold back any longer, tears burst out from his eyes, he covered his face and cried out, "It's all my fault... It's all my fault..."

"If it wasn't for my treatment...she wouldn't have spent all her savings...such a good girl..."

What made him even more sad was that A'Luo had lived a lonely life and had saved only twenty taels of silver, while the rewards he had given to his servants during festivals were more than twice that.

He happened to meet her when he was penniless and down and out! He even depended on her blood to survive...

Xie Xiwen burst into tears, endless self-blame and regret were drowned in his desperate cries. His body shook violently and he almost died.

Fenghua stood at the bedside, at a loss, "The dead cannot be resurrected, and the person may not have died for you. Who says prostitutes don't have dreams? Don't be so self-indulgent..."

Xie Xiwen's crying paused for a moment, and then turned into an even more sorrowful wail...

"... "

"The concubine's son was not a good person, and Liu Zi was guilty of manslaughter. They were sentenced to one year in prison before the trial was even over. Liu's wife paid the fine, and the sentence was shortened. He will be released from prison in three months..."

Lu Lin stood outside the county government office with a grim look on his face.

Chu Yizhao lowered his eyebrows and straightened the wrinkles on his sleeves, "That's not how you redeem your sentence."

"Go meet Wu Yu."

The sky is vast, the river is clear, and there is not a single cloud in sight.

Chu Yizhao walked into a restaurant, pushed open the door of the private room on the second floor, and said leisurely, "Wu Zhizhou, it's fate."

Wu Yu had just picked up a piece of meat when a Taoist priest with a sullen face rushed in. His hand shook and the roasted meat fell into his clothes.

He put down his chopsticks heavily, "Who are you, Taoist? You are so rude!"

People on both sides stepped forward to push them away, but were brushed away by Chu Yizhao. There was white powder hidden in his fingertips, and he flicked it lightly, and people on both sides fell to the ground.

Lu Lin raised his hand, his long sleeves fluttering, and the two doors slammed shut.

Chu Yizhao sat down with a smile, "Wu Zhizhou, tell me your fortune."

Wu Yu was shocked. He had never expected that he could be forced into buying and selling things in broad daylight in the city under his jurisdiction.

He glanced at the two of them expressionlessly, his eyes fixed on the corner of Chu Yizhao's eyes, and then looked away calmly.

Wu Yu nodded slowly, "Forget it."

Chu Yizhao raised his eyebrows and shook out two copper coins, pretending to be embarrassed, "The prefect is a little different from what I imagined. I have to rewrite the hexagram."

Wu Yu's face darkened. "Master, please don't make fun of me. If you have something to say, just speak directly."

"Sir Wu is straightforward, so I won't be polite." Chu Yizhao gathered two copper coins in his hand, "This morning a girl died in Changxiang. Sir sentenced the murderer to three months in prison for drunken manslaughter."

"I have some friendship with that girl, so I came here to help her overturn the case."

Wu Yu thought about it and nodded, "It is true."

"The defendant tried to solicit prostitution but accidentally killed someone. The evidence is irrefutable and the case has been settled. If you want to overturn the verdict, please beat the drum and move the case to the court."

The watertight rhetoric is like a soft thorn.

Chu Yizhao sneered, "The evidence you are talking about is the testimony of the person who drank with Liu Zi?"

“That’s all I need.”

"Can you prove that Liu Zi drank alcohol? Can you prove that he was drunk?"

Wu Yu's patience gradually wore off, and he sighed heavily, "How many cases do I have to judge in a day? Do I have to get to the bottom of every one of them? Direct evidence can prove that Liu Zi accidentally killed someone, isn't that enough? I have also convicted him of soliciting prostitution, so how else can I judge him?"

"She is a bastard. Even if she doesn't die, she will go to jail. How can she blame others for her own wrongdoings?"

Chu Yizhao smiled, "Men are all like this. No matter where this piece of meat is hidden, they can smell the taste and will eat it even if they cry and shout. After eating it all, they will put down the bowl and curse that you are frivolous and wanton."

"It's not peaceful to die. You ask why, because the prefect is a man. He doesn't understand why a pure-hearted woman would do such a dirty thing. He doesn't understand how difficult it is for a woman who lost her parents at a young age to survive. He doesn't know how many poor people there are in Changxiang, so many that she doesn't even have a turn to beg for food..."

Wu Yu slammed the table and scolded, "Nonsense, I also came from a poor family, I didn't do evil things, I didn't suffer bad consequences, and now I am reaping the rewards of my hard work."

"Hmph." Chu Yizhao couldn't help but chuckle. "I know your background very well. Your parents are well and you have two older sisters. The whole family farms to support your studies. You don't have to work in the fields in the summer and wash clothes in the winter. Even the marriages of your two older sisters were used to exchange for the money you need to take the exam."

"Sir, you are suffering, but you are not suffering. It is normal that you cannot understand. Just like I cannot understand the various kinds of suffering in this world."

Wu Yu's face turned green and red, and his chest rose and fell violently. He couldn't tell whether he was annoyed or angry. After a while, he frowned and said, "That girl is a secret prostitute. With just this one thing, it will be difficult to overturn the case..."

If the prostitute's case is overturned, not only will the Liu family be unwilling, but the people will also be spitting at the county government.

"That's your business."

Chu Yizhao's face was calm. "You made a wrong judgment and still want others to help you. Your job as a prefect is too easy."