At this time, Song Xiao'e really regarded Zhang Fan as a compassionate Bodhisattva.
In her opinion, her persistence moved God, and only when the Bodhisattva saw such a thing would he be willing to help her, otherwise she would be an uneducated rural woman.
Who would be willing to help an old, low-level person who knows nothing?
Who would be willing to help a person who has been sentenced and has served decades in prison to redress his innocence?
No one is willing, but they are the only ones who are willing to persevere, for the sake of their men, for their children, for their elderly parents-in-law, and to die with a clear conscience and without any regrets.
"I'll prepare the contract, wait a moment!"
Hua Yueying was not around, and Yin Rourou didn't understand this thing yet. Zhang Fan planned to rewrite the contract himself because he had his eyes on something on Song Xiaoe.
The Tiandi Pawnshop just happened to have what Song Xiao'e needed, which was the truth pills sent by Wuming.
This thing can allow a person to speak according to his conscience and express the most authentic words. He believes that no one has noticed any suspicious points in Liu Yuyuan's case?
I don't understand, is there any injustice in this case?
But sometimes, it is better to do less than more, and there is always a kind of laziness in people's hearts. If something is too difficult, no one is willing to do it, and no one is willing to talk about it.
Then let everything start with the intervention of the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth and the Truth Pill.
After all, if someone had been willing to tell the truth about what happened back then, perhaps everything would have been different.
So the contract Zhang Fan wrote was to exchange something from Song Xiao'e for the truth pill, and more than one. Zhang Fan planned to let the Rong family figure out how to operate this thing.
As long as we find people who are related to the case and give them the truth pill, they will tell the truthful words hidden in their hearts.
As long as someone is willing to tell the truth, there is a chance to overturn the case and Song Xiao'e's man can be cleared of all charges.
This is exactly what Song Xiao'e wants.
Zhang Fan's pen was writing quickly while Yin Rourou was helping him grind the ink. She was also curiously watching his movements and the contract written on the parchment.
At this time, Song Xiao'e was a little uneasy, while Yin Rourou looked at the contract with a pair of awed and pious eyes. She had seen this thing before. Five hundred years ago, the first king of the Kingdom of Women in Xiliang had signed this contract, so there was the Mother and Child River.
Only then did the Kingdom of Women prosper and flourish, which lasted for five hundred years.
She had also signed a parchment contract, which led her to become a slave at the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth. This also required all subsequent kings of the Kingdom of Women to come here and serve as slaves for three years before ascending the throne.
But this also brought long-term peace and stability to the Kingdom of Women in Xiliang, just as the Lord said just now.
To give is to gain. There is no free lunch in the world. You should pay the corresponding price for what you get. You cannot afford any less.
The queen of the Western Liang Women's Kingdom was carefully raised as the heir to the throne since birth. They got the best throne, and being a slave for three years for the throne was also a kind of sacrifice.
There is gain and there is loss.
Thinking of this, Yin Rourou, who was originally a little indignant, finally calmed down a lot. She was grinding ink calmly and was also observing how to write the contract.
Her handwriting is the result of more than ten years of hard practice, and it is many times more beautiful than the Lord's handwriting.
Zhang Fan's calligraphy was not very good, but it was fine as long as it was usable, and there was no need to be too particular about it. After he finished writing the contract, he checked it once to make sure it was correct, and then asked Yin Rourou to give it to Song Xiaoe.
Let her sign and put her blood fingerprint.
Song Xiao'e held the contract in both hands. Although she tried hard to recognize the words, she could only guess most of them and did not recognize most of them.
"Bodhisattva, I can't read, I can just press the hand seal directly. I believe in the compassionate Bodhisattva. I believe that God will open his eyes and give my man a clear name..."
Song Xiao'e bit her middle finger very resolutely. She said that after decades of hard work, she had reached a dead end and had tried every possible method.
No matter what this Bodhisattva gave him, she would sign and put her fingerprints on it.
Because decades of her youth are gone, and for her it's just a death. And death is not scary to her. What is scary is that after death, her man's injustice will not be vindicated, and that would be too tragic.
The fearless person has no fear. As long as he can achieve his goal, he can give up everything!
Song Xiao'e, who pressed the bloody handprint, saw with her own eyes that Zhang Fan stamped a small seal. After the seal was stamped, the contract seemed to come alive, and the words on it even turned into dragons.
Keep moving on the contract.
Song Xiao'e was stunned when she saw this scene, and looked at Zhang Fan with even more fear. He was really a god. He just wrote a few words and now he was like a dragon, ready to fly out of the parchment scroll at any time.
It was so unbelievable that she didn't dare to sit down again. She just knelt down on the ground obediently.
Zhang Fan glanced at the extremely uneasy Song Xiao'e, and didn't say anything. He just asked Yin Rourou to bring a crystal bottle, and he stood on Song Xiao'e, holding his breath. Wherever his mind moved, he waved his hand and got what he wanted.
Then a beam of white light was seen slowly peeling off from Song Xiao'e's body, and finally put into the crystal bottle prepared by Zhang Fan, and then Zhang Fan covered the bottle with a cap.
Yin Rourou was asked to take the crystal bottle to the warehouse of Tiandi Pawnshop, while Song Xiao'e in front of him was still in a dazed state of shock, because she didn't know what had happened to her.
God, what did you take away from her?
Because of the contract, she was in a daze and didn't see it clearly. The most important thing was that she felt that she didn't seem to be missing anything, and her arms and legs were fine.
She didn't feel anything else in her body, just a slight pain, as if something was leaving her body, but she had no idea what it was.
After Song Xiao'e kowtowed to Zhang Fan, the scene in front of her changed. She appeared in a small and dark rental house, and everything seemed like a dream.
A very nice dream.
Unfortunately, even the most beautiful dreams have to be awakened, and it’s time for me to go to sleep. Tomorrow, I will go to see my man. Counting the days, it’s time to visit him in prison again.
Zhang Fan did not sleep well that night. Early the next morning, he called Rong Zhikang. This surprised Rong Zhikang who was having breakfast at the same time. He immediately called his secretary.
"Cancel the contract signing schedule temporarily, I have something very important to do today!"
"Director Rong, we have been negotiating the contract for several months. Today is the most important one. If we cancel it, I am afraid it will cause a lot of trouble..."
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