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

The 21st day of the twelfth lunar month in the sixth year of Yonghe's reign in the Great Wei Dynasty is auspicious and everything is suitable.

The night is as cool as water and the moonlight is lonely. The Jinwu guards who patrol the night in Tai Chi Palace are walking through every place with neat steps. Occasionally, the mournful cries of night owls could be heard coming from the treetops.

In the last cell of the Penal Department Prison, Pei Jiaoran sat cross-legged facing the wall. From time to time, I looked up at the small window above my head.

"Twenty-one days have passed, and the Chinese New Year will be in one month." Pei Jiaoran's tone was laced with a hint of sarcasm.

Taking a deep breath, Pei Jiaoran held onto the wall and tried to get up, but couldn't help but click his tongue. She lowered her head and looked at the location of the lute bone. Although the wound had scabs, there was still black blood oozing out.

Pei Jiaoran's eyes were filled with mockery as he stroked the wound with his fingers. Unexpectedly, an ordinary dinner party would involve her in a major case of delaying a military plane. Looking back on the past, she couldn't help but laugh.

It has been seven years since she became the first scholar as a woman at the age of eighteen, won the favor of her mentor Wu Changli, and was recommended by him to become an official. She also rose from a small county magistrate to the position of Minister Zuopushe with her outstanding political achievements.

Everyone in the court called her Xiaochang Li Gong, praised her as a talented person and a minister of the country.

Now that he is in jail, no one around him is willing to help him, and many people are even adding insult to injury. There is no true friend in such a large court.

With her thoughts at this point, she narrowed her eyes. Recalling the words he heard during the previous torture, the person behind the scenes made it clear that he wanted her to die, or that he wanted the people behind her to die. But I'm afraid he hasn't been able to achieve his wish so far, otherwise the saint would have dealt with her long ago.

As long as the other party has no evidence, there will be a mentor to deal with it for her. Naturally, she can clear her name and return to politics. But...why have they been silent for so many days?

As she was thinking, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside. He raised his eyes instantly, his eyes revealing a sharp light.

"I think I have made it very clear. I won't admit anything I haven't done."

"Pei Jiaoran." The visitor called warmly.

Hearing the familiar voice, Pei Jiaoran curled his lips playfully.

"Hey, Li Xiujing, you are actually willing to condescend to come here. Those jailers outside will actually let you in?" She gritted her teeth and turned around, staring blankly at the person coming, "Are you here to torture me to force me to confess, or are there other reasons? Pictured?"

Li Xiujing heard her words and opened his mouth. But he didn't say anything. After a long while, he said, "Money can make all the difference. And torture is not my turn. I just came to see you."

She looked at Li Xiujing with squinted eyes, then turned her eyes to the food box in his hand, "For the sake of you bringing Lang Guanqing, I won't worry about the reason. But I have no place to sit here, so I have to make you stand. "

Li Xiujing opened the food box, took out the wine cup and handed it to her. He glanced at the wounds on her body and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I didn't expect you to be so depressed."

Playing with the wine cup handed by Li Xiujing, she raised her head and drank it in one sip, and said with a smile: "The Ministry of Punishment...it's not surprising that some methods are used. Besides, I have offended many people in the political affairs hall for so many years. I have to give way. It’s not like people are doing business.”

Hearing this, Li Xiujing did not speak, her eyes solemn.

"Tsk, you're not good at buying wine." Putting down the wine cup, Pei Jiaoran licked his lips and said, "Remember, Lang Guanqing from Aunt Hu's family in West City is the best."

After sizing her up, Li Xiujing raised her lips and said, "Are you also picky in this place? It's really..."

As he was speaking, Pei Jiaoran suddenly made a silent gesture, signaling him to hide.

At her signal, Li Xiujing stepped out of the door. As soon as he went out, she stopped him, with a deep meaning in her eyes.

"Li Xiujing, you'd better stay away from this muddy water."

Li Xiujing frowned after listening to her words. Just when he was about to say something, he heard the footsteps getting closer, so he had to hide in the dark for the time being.

Not long after, two chamberlains came over with Zhou Min, the Minister of Justice.

"Pei Jiaoran, the sage has an oral message."

Upon hearing this, Pei Jiaoran turned around and bowed respectfully, "The guilty minister, Pei Jiaoran, listens to the edict."

"The sage said. Although Pei Jiaoran's crime was extremely heinous, I thought of his meritorious service to the country, so I deliberately kept his body intact."

"I thank the saint for his grace. I have a question." She said warmly.

Seeing her red-robed chamberlain swinging his brush, he said, "Our family will show kindness today. Remember, it is those people who want you dead. They told the saints that if you kill you, the world will be at peace." After that, he pointed to the table. Two ocher lacquered wooden plates, "Hurry and choose one, our family has to go back to recover."

Pei Jiaoran squinted at the Jun porcelain ewer and the white silk in the ocher lacquer plate. Thoughts came into her eyes. She raised her head and looked at Zhou Shilang meaningfully.

"Don't rush." ​​Pei Jiaoran held up the Jun porcelain teapot. She raised her glass in the direction of the Political Hall, and then said loudly: "The body has been trained to look like a crane, and two scriptures are written under a thousand pines. I came to ask, and I have nothing to say, The clouds are in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle.”

After reading the poem, she raised her head and drank the wine in the pot. He let go of his hand and let the wine bottle fall to the ground.

Continuing to sit cross-legged on the ground, she looked at Zhou Min with a smile and called out: "Shilang Zhou, please tell His Majesty for me. There will be heavy snow in Chang'an tonight."

"Will there be snow?"

"If you don't believe me, just listen."

Pei Jiaoran raised his eyes and chuckled, "Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest... Remember to bring wine during the two festivals next year."

As soon as she finished speaking, she swayed and fell to the ground. Blood spilled from the corners of her lips.

"I really don't want to be treated as an outcast..." Pei Jiaoran sneered and closed his eyes.

As soon as she died, the attendant in the red robe took out a bronze mirror from his sleeve and placed it on Pei Jiaoran's mouth and nose for a while before picking it up.

There is no moisture on the mirror, which proves that the person is dead.

"Let's go back and report back to His Majesty." Looking at Minister Zhou who was still standing there, the servant in the red robe smiled and said, "Doesn't it feel unlucky for Minister Zhou to stay here? It's better to leave quickly."

"Comrade, I will send Pei Pu for a shooting trip." After saying this, Shilang Zhou bowed solemnly to the corpse on the ground.

The three of them walked out of the prison of the Ministry of Punishment along the way they came. At this time, Zhou Shilang suddenly felt a chill on his face and immediately stretched out his hand.

Looking at the snowflakes falling on his palms, Zhou Shilang's eyes were filled with surprise, "It's really snowing..."

"Let's go and bring good luck to the saint."

Li Xiujing, who was hiding in the dark, sighed as he watched Pei Jiaoran's body being carried out by the jailers. When he was about to leave, a paper ball fell out of his sleeve.

This... was this given to him by Pei Jiaoran?

Pick it up and unfold it, looking at what's written on it. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and he ran out quickly.

In the sixth year of Yonghe's reign in the Wei Dynasty, Pei Jiaoran, a Zuo servant, offended Long Yan because he delayed the military plane. Although the criminal was a heinous criminal, he was given a glass of poisonous wine in memory of his service to the country and allowed him to commit suicide in prison.

The smell of yellow sand floats in the air, and the surroundings are surrounded by a dry and hot smell. All the curtains outside the house have been lowered, and the scent of medicine lingers.

"Why doesn't the girl wake up? She has been ill for several days."

"Who says it's not the case? Those scribes from the yamen come to the backyard to make trouble every day. If the girl doesn't wake up, something might happen again."

"Didn't the doctor say that the girl is fine? In my opinion, she should wake up in a few days."

As he was talking, yellow sand suddenly rolled in wildly outside the house, and the wind mixed with rough gravel caused the window frame to sway constantly, as if it would be swept away by the wind at any time. The candlelight outside the house was also swaying gently.

Pei Jiaoran, who was on the bed, slowly opened her eyes. She turned her head and looked through the bed curtain at a faint candlelight in the distance. Taking a deep breath, a strong medicinal fragrance rushed into the nose.

Although the environment in front of her is very familiar, the furnishings are definitely not her mansion in Chang'an, but the usual style in the Hexi area.

But she remembered that she was dead, how could she return to Hexi?

Unless she's not dead——

As soon as the idea came to his mind, Pei Jiaoran slightly opened the curtain, revealing a crack to look out. I saw a maid standing at the door, talking to the old woman. Looking at the familiar maid, she pursed her lips.

This is her former maid Bi Fei. She died three years ago. How could she appear here?

Her thoughts became extremely messy for a while. She frowned and thought for a while, then coughed a few times.