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

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran raised his lips and stood up slowly. He looked up and landed on the small window on the wall inside the prison. The night is endless and only a few lone stars can be seen. During the cold moon, not a single cent of moonlight was willing to be given to this place.

"No. Someone said that it would be a pity to kill a talent like Chu Sihu. When everyone goes astray, Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty was inspired by the words of the daughter of Taicang Gong and abolished corporal punishment in order to reform the criminals. opportunity." Pei Jiaoran said warmly.

After the words fell from his ears, Chu Sihu's eyes became even more surprised, and various emotions spread in his eyes. Not only did they let him go, they were even willing to re-enable him. How could such a good thing happen in the world?

But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem like that.

The two men held the evidence, which was equivalent to holding their own lives in their hands. And the meaning behind Pei Jiaoran's words told him even more. The governor and I are aware of your deceitful methods. I won’t kill you now because you still have value. If you want to stay alive, you have to obey their arrangements.

Pei Jiaoran's eyes were still fixed on Chu Sihu's face, as if waiting for his answer.

Chu Sihu's mind turned around and he said, "Okay."

In any case, everyone's life is at stake. As loyal as Wang Shizhao, he is not treated as an outcast. Compared to Dugu Chen, these two people still have a bit of humanity.

He took the key from his sleeve and played with it on his fingertips. Pei Jiaoran looked at Chu Sihu and opened the copper lock on the iron fence. When Chu Sihu was about to go out, he suddenly reached out and pressed on the fence.

"Mingfu..."

"Chu Sihu's official uniform is outside." Pei Jiaoran held the key and dangled it at his fingertips. "It's late at night, so Chu Sihu must be careful on his way home."

The warning was clear. If Chu Sihu takes any action after being released from prison. Since she has the ability to release him, she also has the ability to lock him in again.

Throwing the key in the air and catching it, Pei Jiaoran glanced at Chu Sihu again before turning and leaving.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Chu Sihu took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and thanked the retreating figure.

Not long after Pei Jiaoran left, the jailer sent him his previous clothes. When he completely walked out of the state prison, he asked the jailer Pei Jiaoran where he had gone. The jailer replied that Mingfu had gone back.

At this time, Pei Jiaoran had returned to the county house.

The small courtyard of the county house was dark. Pei Jiaoran stood at the door and looked at Bi Fei's house, shaking his head and sighing. Go to the kitchen by yourself and prepare a pot to boil water.

After running around for several days, I couldn't take a good bath. If it wasn't winter, she thought she would be covered in lice.

After carrying a few buckets of water and pouring them into the bathtub, Pei Jiaoran took off his clothes and stepped into the bucket. Her long hair, like ink, spread out in the water. Taking a sip of water to wash herself off, her thoughts unfolded little by little along with the ripples on the water.

She reached out and caressed the wound on her shoulder. Although the scabs have formed, the lingering pain is still there. In a daze, the gentle eyes under the red forehead took the opportunity to escape into his mind again.

When she took office in Guazhou in her previous life, she didn't have much contact with Li Xiujing. She rarely talked to him except for business matters or banquets at the Governor's Mansion. After returning to Chang'an, I didn't even pay attention to his affairs, and walked up step by step according to the arrangement. After that, the two had nothing to do with each other.

It wasn't until she entered the Shangshu Province and Li Xiujing entered the Ministry of War that the two had intersections again, but only in political affairs. As she became Zuopushe, the two had more and more political disputes.

Both are talented, but they always disagree. At that time, the rumor in the majestic imperial city was that if there is a bright and clear life, why should there be a resting Jing?

This compares the two to Governor Zhou and the sage Kong Ming, but neither of them cares about it. In the political hall meeting, the atmosphere between the two of them was always tense.

In her eyes, Li Xiujing also has his own ideals and ambitions. Although some of his behaviors are indeed unpleasant, we have to admit that he is also doing his best to save this crumbling dynasty.

Although both of them are chasing moths to the flame, their paths are different.

But when she was reborn, she saw Li Xiujing again. Everything she had experienced told her that the current Li Xiujing seemed different from the one she remembered.

"Maybe it's because I didn't have a close relationship with him in my previous life." Pei Jiaoran opened his eyes and murmured.

After all, it cannot be reused for many years, and the passion and excitement of youth will be lost in the years.

When my thoughts returned, the water had cooled down quite a bit. Pei Jiaoran stepped out of the tub, pulled off the blanket, and wiped away the water stains. He walked barefoot to the dowry and sat down. Looking at the scar on his forehead that had faded a lot, he took the ointment from the wooden box, dipped a little on it with his finger, and spread it on his forehead.

"Girl! You are back!"

Pei Jiaoran turned around when he heard the words, and the fragrant wind and warmth rushed into his arms.

Bi Fei hugged her and cried hard.

"Don't cry, I just took a bath." Pei Jiaoran reached out and stroked Bi Fei's bun, and said softly: "Isn't it good for me to stand still?"

Looking up from her arms, Bi Fei sniffed and said in a choked voice: "Why don't you let me follow you? I heard that you went to the city to kill the enemy in person, and your head was hit by the people in the city. The injury is Where is it? Let me see."

After saying that, Bi Fei stretched out his hand to pull the skirt of her clothes.

Holding down Bi Fei's hand, Pei Jiaoran felt helpless, "I'm really fine, the wound has healed. Li Xiujing is not here, so as the county magistrate, I naturally have to defend the city against the enemy. This is my responsibility."

"That guy Li Xiujing is very bad. He pretended to be sick to recuperate in his mansion to avoid the war. It's really annoying that you are so tired and guarding the city without sleep." Looking at Pei Jiaoran, Bi Fei looked indignant.

"What did you just say?" Pei Jiaoran asked, frowning.

"I said he pretended to be sick to avoid fighting! Isn't that right?" Bi Fei blinked, held her hand, and said earnestly, "Girl, you must not be deceived by him next time. The Tubo people are so cruel. What if they What if you kill me?"

Pei Jiaoran suddenly pulled out his hand and stood up. His eyebrows were furrowed.

Startled by her appearance, Bi Fei called out to the girl.

Ignoring Bi Fei's call, Pei Jiaoran frowned more and more.

Someone is spreading rumors in the city.

It was said that this time Li Xiujing was pretending to be ill to avoid fighting.

Even if someone could testify for Li Xiujing, those censors would not believe it easily. After all, Li Xiujing was indeed not in the city at that time, and the soldiers who followed him to the bandit territory might also be suspected of conspiring to confess.

Unless Li Xiujing can produce evidence to prove that he was indeed harassing Tubo's baggage team.

She had asked Li Xiujing before. They successfully intercepted Tibetan grain and grass, but considering the target was too large, they ordered it to be burned on the spot.

Without intercepting the baggage, it would be impossible to prove why Li Xiujing led his troops to the bandit territory this time.

The person behind the rumors will most likely label Li Xiujing as a collaborator and treasonous person.

Thinking of this, Pei Jiaoran pursed his thin lips into a straight line. She sighed deeply. He looked at Bi Fei and said in a deep voice, "Do you know where these words come from?"

"It's at the market." Bi Fei's eyes were filled with confusion. "Everyone felt strange that the governor hadn't shown up for so long. Rumors started to spread."