Chapter 18 Chapter 18
Chapter 18
Saving lives is more important than killing people.
Prince Song, who was responsible for the lives of the people, knew how to make choices. He handed Cui Er to Fu Yin and went forward to pick up the people. He was not proficient in medicine, but for these people who were carried out of the dark room at this time, the result would be the same whether he had medical skills or not.
Even if a miracle doctor were alive, he would not be able to repair a body that has been tortured to the point of only having one breath left.
Song Yunzhi saw the woman in Qian Tong's arms clearly. Her eyes were different from those of any dying person he had seen before. They were a pair of eyes filled with panic and pleading.
It is the weak's desire to give their all for the last bit of life.
Song Yunzhi was captivated by this pair of unfamiliar pupils, unable to move away.
Qian Tong thought he was a fool.
Who would stare at a dying person like this? Aren't you afraid of having nightmares?
She pulled out a medicine bottle from her bosom, tore open the woman's trouser leg, revealing the rotten wound inside. Without changing her expression, she sprinkled medicine powder on the wound, saying, "Don't worry, he's from Kyoto, a famous doctor. He can not only cure you tonight, but also get you out."
When it comes to life, what people need more than medicine is hope.
The woman's gaze finally moved, and she slowly moved away from Song Yunzhi's face and looked at Qian Tong.
Qian Tong smiled and chatted with her: "What's your name and where are you from? When you get better, I'll take you home. If you don't have anyone at home, you can come and work for me. I'm the seventh daughter of the Qian family. My family is rich. You won't be beaten if you work for me, and no one will lock you up in the house. You can eat and wear warm clothes every day, and you can get two taels of silver a month. You should have a child, right? Two taels a month, that's twenty-four taels a year. The money you earn is enough to support him..."
As she spoke, the panic in the woman's eyes slowly faded away. She seemed to be imagining the beautiful future she had promised herself. Hope gradually ignited in her eyes, and finally she closed her eyes under Song Yunzhi's gaze.
Qian Tong covered her broken leg, took back the medicine bottle in his hand, stood up and walked towards the next person. He casually pulled up the young man who was squatting there motionless and whispered, "Don't stare into someone's eyes. If you look for too long, you will fall into them. She is dead, but you are still alive."
Qian Tong was powerless to do anything about these innocent lives.
The only thing that can be done is to eliminate the fear in their hearts before they die.
If there is an afterlife, I won’t be a coward.
In this way, she can be considered to have done good deeds. Seeing how hard she worked, God will allow her to be born into a wealthy family in the next life and become a rich person.
She is afraid of being poor.
Song Yunzhi ignored the advice and looked into her eyes.
The girl's expression was calm, unlike the others who were afraid, or desperate and sad. There was no pity in her eyes when she looked at the patients. She smiled and sent them on their final journey. She knew what they wanted and what she could give them.
She was more complicated than he had imagined.
Song Yunzhi stared at this pair of eyes for a long time, longer than when he looked at the woman just now. For the first time, an absurd hope arose in his mind, hoping that she was on the side of goodness, and even though her actions tonight were motivated by some selfish motives, he would forgive her for her good deeds at this time.
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In the middle of the night, people from the Qian family knocked on the door of the clinic one by one. Doctors came one after another and were all moved after witnessing the tragic scene.
The brutal atrocities and the miserable conditions of the victims completely shattered the peaceful appearance of Dayu's most prosperous capital. When dawn fell, it was covered with a thick color of filth.
Qian Tong picked up the deeds that Song Yunzhi had thrown on the ground one by one, put them back into the box, and handed them to him: "I have something to go out for. You wait here. When the government officials come, give this to them."
The indenture can help identify the identities of these people.
The day will soon dawn, and the evil deeds of the Cui family will have nowhere to hide. Even though Master Cui usually maintains a lot of favors, he will not be able to suppress it.
At least the Cui family has reached the end of this path of the court.
It’s time for the eldest son to go find the Park family.
Qian Tong glanced at the disheveled young man in front of her. She might not be able to come back for the next two days, so she instructed, "Give me the things and go home. Have a good rest. I'm leaving now."
The young man didn't move.
When he turned his head, he only saw a background dotted with blood, like a bunch of gorgeous crabapple blossoms, disappearing into the hazy blue sky.
After Qian Tong went out, he asked Fu Yin to drag Cui Er onto the carriage.
Fortunately, the wooden box thrown by Young Master Song deflected a little and did not hit his head, leaving him with a breath.
But the box also paralyzed him. Only his eyes could move. When he saw her, Cui Er squeezed out a few words with great effort, "Money, copper, you, will not be well..."
"You're the one who deserves a bad death." Qian Tong poked his face with her toe and cursed, "You've been a beast since you were little. If I'd known you'd become such a nuisance, I should have killed you when you were little... Who are you glaring at? With your worthless streak, I've tortured you eight hundred times since you were little, and you still won't give up? Scum, do you know what awaits you next?"
Her eyes suddenly turned cold as ice, and she leaned over, scraping at him like a sharp knife. "The Cui family will be raided, and your father, your mother, and your entire family will be imprisoned. But you don't have to worry anymore that your mother will love your brother more because he will abandon you and run away alone. But don't worry, I will catch him and reunite your family."
Qian Tong glanced coldly at his arms and legs. "By then, I wonder how much of your body will be left." As expected, Qian Tong saw the fear on his face. Disgusted, he let go of his foot and ordered Fu Yin, "Send him to the Cui family. When the mistress returns, she'll cripple him."
When we returned to Qian's house, it was already bright.
Qian Tong washed off the blood on his body, changed his clothes, counted the people, and went to the door.
On the way, she ran into the Third Madam. After all the drama last night, she knew what had happened after a quick inquiry. She had been restless since early morning, and when she heard Qian Tong had returned, she hurried over. As soon as they met, she asked, "Sister Tong, has your elder sister returned?"
Qian Tong said, "Fuyin has gone to pick her up. If Third Aunt has time, clean up the house and wait for Sister to come back to get rid of the bad luck on her."
The third wife nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, where are you going... Be careful on the road." Although the third branch of the Qian family has many conflicts on weekdays, once faced with major events, everyone will protect the family.
The Cui family's behavior was inhumane, and it made her sister Ling suffer, having to stay in the hell for five years.
It’s better to fall down, her sister Ling will come back after falling down.
Qian Tong didn't even turn his head and replied, "I understand."
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After daybreak, the first person to arrive at the pawnshop was County Magistrate Zhang.
As soon as he entered, he saw Prince Song sitting in the middle of the courtyard, holding a wooden box in his hands, covered in blood, waiting quietly. Zhang Wenxian's eyes went dark, his knees buckled uncontrollably, and he collapsed to the ground, mumbling incoherently, "I feel guilty about your majesty and the people. I deserve to die..."
When Lan Zhizhou arrived, he saw County Magistrate Zhang kneeling on the ground and kowtowing in repentance.
Lan Zhizhou thought he was acting again, implying who he was performing for so early in the morning. But when he looked up and saw the corpses neatly arranged in the yard, his head couldn't help but buzzing.
No one in the Cui family has a brain.
idiot.
A restaurant and a pawnshop have had accidents one after another. Even if the Cui family is eager to die, they should not get themselves implicated.
Such a tragedy happened at this critical juncture. Isn't this a provocation to the imperial court?
What you fear will come to you.
Before Lan Zhizhou had time to move the bodies and cover up the scene, the imperial court's troops arrived in advance. As soon as the hundred cavalrymen arrived in Yangzhou, they were stopped by the people who knelt down and cried about the atrocities committed by the Cui family.
After Song Yunzhi and Shen Che left in disguise, only a Dali Cheng from the Dali Temple was left. In order to cover their whereabouts, he took the official road with his cavalry.
Upon hearing this, he went straight to the pawnshop to accept this "big gift" that was waiting for them.
When he saw Song Yunzhi's appearance, the Dali Cheng was stunned for a moment, pretending not to know him. He called Lan Zhizhou and asked what was going on, "What's going on?"
Lan Zhizhou, his vest soaked, stepped forward to greet the man. "Your Excellency, you've had a hard journey. Please return to the yamen and rest for a while. I will definitely give you an explanation on this matter..."
The Dali Chancellor ignored him and went into battle himself, starting to question everyone in the yard who knew the situation one by one.
Half an hour later, a hundred cavalrymen carried out the bodies of the dead from the pawnshop, both alive and dead, and took them to the prefectural government. Song Yunzhi, as the Qian family's "witness", was also invited to the government office.
As soon as the door of a room in the backyard closed, Dali Cheng Wang Zhao turned around and knelt down, "Prince..."
The blood on his robe had solidified, turning a maroon hue. Song Yunzhi's reddened eyes were now filled with cold murderous intent. He handed the wooden box to Wang Zhao, "Find out when this pawnshop was opened. Besides Cui Yunfang, no one else was involved. There's definitely more than one operation. Clear them all out."
Wang Zhao stood up and took it. Because the plan had changed, he had to ask, "Prince, do you want to do it?"
According to their original plan, after the imperial troops arrived in Yangzhou, they would start with the Qian family. The Qian family's salt permit was about to expire, and they would be anxious to ask the imperial court for it. They would use this to detain the Qian family and then lead to the Pu family.
The other two families are strong on the outside but weak on the inside and are not a threat.
But no one expected that the Cui family would be the first to jump out and snatch it to death.
Song Yunzhi knew exactly how the Cui family had come to this point. "The Cui family will definitely die," he said. There was no doubt about that. Besides, he had something more important to get.
The Cui family is smuggling.
The sea area behind Yangzhou is under the jurisdiction of the Pu family.
There was no sun today, so I couldn't tell the time. I guessed it was noon. A figure flashed through my mind. Song Yunzhi sat in the dim light in silence for a while before saying, "The seventh lady of the Qian family will intercept the Cui family's cargo ship in the back sea tomorrow night. You take your men and horses and lie in wait. Make sure you secure the things on board."
The young man at this time is no longer the seventh uncle of the Qian family. He is the eldest son of the Marquis's Mansion and an official appointed by the court. Every drop of blood on his body last night is enough for him to uphold justice and eliminate harm for the people.
He said, "If she comes to rob me, kill her."
I hope she can take care of herself.
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