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

Pei Jiaoran glanced sideways and saw Li Xiujing tugging on her sleeve. Effortlessly he dragged her to the main seat and pushed her to sit down. He gathered his clothes and sat on the desk.

The robe was ruffled by Li Xiujing, and Pei Jiaoran raised her head to look at him, with a look of anger in her eyes.

"Li Qian neglected his duties, and Chu Sihu's crime can be punished as stealing stolen goods." Li Xiujing rested his hands on his legs, folded his fingers to support his chin, and smiled slightly, "No matter how you deal with them, the final result will involve you. Me. So I guess you didn’t plan on letting the censor find much evidence."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran smiled and said in a melodious and lazy tone, "We have to do something about the summer tax. Chu Sihu is the best candidate. As for Li Qian... I don't want to keep him, so I will let him be the censor." Caught."

Chu Sihu is still valuable and can be spared. As for Li Qian's repeated dereliction of duty, it also involves accepting bribes. In addition to stipulating accountability for the chief officials, the Wei Code also stipulates that the county magistrate and his assistants must transfer jurisdiction to each other so that they dare not do wrong.

"It's too risky to do this, and supervising the censor is not a fuel-efficient lamp. What's more, can you guarantee that they are not spies sent by Jia Gonglu to investigate you?" Li Xiujing disapproved with eyes filled with disapproval.

The peaks of her eyebrows furrowed as Li Xiujing's voice fell. Pei Jiaoran fiddled with the ornaments on his belt, as if he was seriously thinking about the meaning of his words.

After a long period of silence, Pei Jiaoran's eyes moved.

"Does the governor have a better way?"

This time it was Li Xiujing's turn to frown.

"No." Li Xiujing leaned forward slightly, his eyes focused on her face, "But don't forget, if Li Qian is accused by the censor, you are also jointly and severally responsible. It can range from a fine to a salary, or to demotion and dismissal. "

After hearing the last four words, Pei Jiaoran sighed, "I have written a letter of guilt." After saying that, she took out a piece of paper from her sleeve and handed it to Li Xiujing, "This time I am impeaching Li Qian. The only responsibility for negligence is the maximum penalty according to the law."

After reading the letter. Li Xiujing pursed her lips slightly, folded the paper according to its original creases, and returned it to her.

"Forget it, you can do whatever you want. But you have to promise me one thing: never put yourself in danger easily." Li Xiujing held her hand, her eyebrows widened, "You have always Not alone."

All that could be heard was the crackling sound of the burning candle, and the person in front of him had a gentle brow with a red forehead. In the dim candlelight, Pei Jiaoran felt that her thoughts drifted to that night. The heat wrapped around him when his fingertips landed on his shoulders seemed to have not dissipated.

Because he had been in the army for many years, his skin was the color of wheat. There is a thin layer of calluses on the fingers, but they are also clean and slender.

She was not a passionate person, her heart was as solid as ice. Even if it is borrowed from the heavenly fire controlled by Zhu Yin, I am afraid it will be difficult to melt even a fraction of it. At this moment, she was a little greedy for the unfamiliar warmth in her hands.

Seeing Pei Jiaoran like this, Li Xiujing smiled. The body continues to lean forward. While holding her against the crook of his arm, the distance between his lips was only a centimeter. She also drank a lot of wine, which was mellow and sweet. His eyes lingered slowly on her forehead, then moved to her ear beads and temples, but did not take a step closer. It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that Li Xiujing suppressed her lingering thoughts and stood up and walked towards the door.

Sitting stiffly on the main seat, Pei Jiaoran watched Li Xiujing negotiate with the servants outside the door, and raised his hand to pour himself a glass of wine. The clear wine reflected a pair of eyes like a dark pool, and it seemed like there was endless night falling into it, but it was completely clean.

When Li Xiujing turned around, Pei Jiaoran stood up and walked towards him.

The two met under the lamp.

"I'll go talk to Chu Sihu."

"I just received the news. Dugu Chen's envoy has set off, and the imperial censor is also on the way."

They nodded to each other and moved forward.

At the moment when they stumbled across each other, their clothes intertwined.

Just for a moment, Pei Jiaoran felt as if his clothes were caught by something. Looking back, his slender fingers gently touched the corner of her robe.

Pei Jiaoran didn't stop, she continued walking. After the two corners of their clothes overlapped briefly, they moved away from each other like clouds in the sky.

After crossing the threshold, Pei Jiaoran walked to the left and stepped onto the verandah.

The state prison was silent. Pei Jiaoran was dressed in moon-white robes and carried a lantern. She walked very lightly, wandering like a wandering spirit in the dark cell.

Chu Sihu has been detained here for more than ten days. Previously he was just suspended, but later Zhao Heng was imprisoned here for receiving stolen goods. Even though no one was interrogating him, he stayed in such a dark environment for days and no one came to investigate. Not only does hope disappear bit by bit amid the rat gnawing, people will also become depressed along with it.

Hiding in the corner, looking at Chu Sihu who was shivering under the thin quilt, Pei Jiaoran slightly curled his lips.

The sound of footsteps sounded in the silent cell. Chu Sihu snorted coldly and turned away to ignore it.

"Who can survive eating these things every day?" Chu Sihu said coldly.

Listening to Chu Sihu's voice, Pei Jiaoran tapped the iron fence in front of him with his fingers, and a soft gasp came out of his throat. It seemed that Chu Sihu regarded her as a jailer delivering food.

Seeing that the visitor was silent, Chu Sihu turned over and looked back in confusion. This sight made him almost fall off the narrow couch in shock, fear and anger intertwined in his eyes.

It's Pei Jiaoran. He didn't know what role Pei Jiaoran played in catching the rich man. But there are various signs that it was all her fault.

Catching the annoyance flashing in Chu Sihu's eyes, Pei Jiaoran's smile deepened. She thought he must have thought it was bad luck that he had had everything going smoothly all his life, and finally fell into her hands.

Pei Jiaoran simply didn't speak, and just kept looking at Chu Sihu gently. Under her soft gaze, Chu Sihu finally couldn't hold it any longer and fell to his knees without any plot.

Pei Jiaoran squatted down and looked straight at Chu Sihu, "Zhao Heng colluded with the Tubo and led the thieves into the city to cause chaos. He has been executed. He died as a lonely man, but you are different, Chu Sihu. He has an old mother above him and a sick wife below him. You weakling, how will your family live if you die?"

One sentence clarifies the interests and harms. Chu Sihu's body trembled because of these words.

He closed his eyes, as if to avoid the sharp edge in Pei Jiaoran's eyes.

"Sihu joins the army as a fat man. It's not easy for Chu Sihu to do this." Pei Jiaoran raised his lips and said in a calm tone, "But I do admire you. Not only are you good at calculation and planning, but you are also good at doing things. Fake accounts, talents like you are needed by all parties."

Chu Sihu raised his head when he heard this, with a look of shock on his face.

Pei Jiaoran took out the stack of letter paper from his sleeve and waved it in front of Chu Sihu's eyes.

Twisting the corner of the letter, Pei Jiaoran looked gentle and said, "I know that you have helped Dugu Chen make many false accounts over the years without telling Li Xiujing. The imperial censor is on the way, and all the evidence is now in my hands. . According to the law, it should be reported, but the state government cherishes talents, and what Chu Sihu did is not harmful." She placed the letter flat on the lantern, with a cold look in her eyes, "The governor suppressed the matter for the time being. Hope Chu Sihu should stop his losses in time, and don’t let the road go to darkness. If you continue down the road, you can’t look back.”

Hearing this, Chu Sihu licked his chapped lips, "Then what are your conditions?"

How could such a good thing happen to him so easily?