Chapter 134 Retribution
An hour later, Qin Yuwei appeared in the county jail wearing a big black cloak.
The smell of decay filled her nostrils. The jailer took her to the door of a cell and whispered, "I can't open this door. Please keep your words short and don't delay."
After saying that, he lowered his head and hurried away.
Qin Yuwei took off her cloak and looked quietly at Wei, who was curled up in a ball in the corner of the dim cell.
Wei was dirty, with grass clippings all over her messy hair and body.
She raised her head when she heard the noise, and her cloudy eyeballs moved. Then she recognized it was Qin Yuwei. Then her whole body trembled, and she crawled over using her hands and feet, holding on to the wooden fence tightly with her skinny hands.
"What are you doing here? Hu Zi... Where is Hu Zi?"
Qin Yuwei looked down at Wei, who looked so miserable, but there was no trace of pity in her beautiful eyes.
She opened her red lips and said, "Of course he is imprisoned on death row.
Don't worry, his case will soon be reported to the Ministry of Justice, and then the emperor will personally decide the case. He will be executed in the autumn, and he will not survive. And as an accomplice, you will be exiled 2,000 miles away at the least."
Wei burst into tears with all her heart broken. She had pretended so many times before, but this time she was truly heartbroken.
"Please, please save Hu Zi, he didn't kill on purpose, it must be that little slut who seduced my son, and Hu Zi was drunk that day, he definitely didn't do it on purpose!"
Qin Yuwei took a step back with some disgust, avoiding Wei's hand that was trying to grab the corner of her clothes through the fence.
"Please, please save Hu Zi, he is only a teenager, and he is your brother!"
Wei began to kowtow to Qin Yuwei desperately, with snot, tears and blood mixed on his face, looking as hideous as a demon.
Qin Yuwei slowly squatted down, level with Wei, a complex smile slowly appeared on the corners of her lips, and she said softly:
“You didn’t care about him fighting since he was a kid, you helped cover up the thefts, and now he’s raping and killing people in his teens, and you still think he’s a child?
Do you remember what I told you before? He was not a human being when he was young, and he will not be a human being when he grows up.
You love your son so much that you helped bury his body despite being seriously injured, but have you ever thought about -
Qin Hu is suffering the retribution he has today, all thanks to you."
Qin Yuwei stood up again and looked coldly at the lost Wei.
"You and your son will never see each other again in this life. Mother, being exiled 2,000 miles away is very hard. Didn't you always ask me to be filial to you?
Then, consider this as my last act of filial piety. "
After Qin Yuwei finished speaking, she put on her cloak again, turned around and strode out of the prison with a look of indifference in her eyes.
Wei behind him stretched out his trembling hand and touched the bundle of straw rope that fell outside the fence.
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The next morning, news came from the county government.
Wei, a serious criminal, secretly made a rope out of straw mats and hanged himself in prison out of fear of punishment. Since the criminal was dead, his crime was no longer pursued.
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In the bookstore, Qiao Youyou looked at Qin Yuwei's empty shop, feeling lost.
"Lanlan, can Yuwei understand the letter you wrote to her?"
Zhu Lan was reading a book. He raised his eyes slightly and said, "Of course I can do it."
In that letter, she deliberately mentioned Bingmeiru, believing that Yuwei would definitely associate it with Wang Yuchu who entered the East Palace with her.
He also mentioned that "it can be eaten with peace of mind", meaning that Wang Yuchu can be trusted and if he encounters any difficulties, he can ask Wang Yuchu to leave the palace and bring a message.
Zhu Lan has known Wang Yuchu for several years. Wang Yuchu is a kind person and can be regarded as a reliable person. Moreover, he has returned to the palace this time and owes him a huge favor, so he can ask him to help pass on the message.
While Qiao Youyou was still sighing, Zhu Lan had already taken out a few books and placed them in front of her.
"Don't worry about the future. The autumn exam is less than a year away. If we don't seize this opportunity and pass the exam, we will have to wait another three years."
Qiao Youyou looked at the scriptures and sighed like an old man. He wanted to say something, but when he looked up, he saw Xiao Wan and Zhu Lan reading with calm expressions. In the end, he swallowed it.
When she was in school, she was seriously unbalanced in her studies. It wasn't that she couldn't memorize these ancient texts, but her talent in this area was actually worse than others, and it was much more painful for her to learn.
Moreover, everyone studies to become an official, but Qiao Youyou knows herself well. She knows that her personality is not suitable for officialdom, and she does not like the atmosphere of officialdom.
She wanted to make money, but what happened in Qin Yuwei's shop was still vivid in her mind. Even if she made a lot of money, she would still be bullied without social status.
Qiao Youyou scratched his head and thought for a long time but couldn't think of a better solution, so he had to patiently read the book.
Zhu Lan calmed down for about an hour. His eyes felt a little sore, so he gently closed the book and prepared to take a rest.
Her eyes fell on a piece of thin paper stuck on the wall in front of the desk, which recorded the contents of the provincial examination of that era, also known as the autumn examination.
The imperial examination in Daliang was quite similar to the Mingjing examination in the Tang Dynasty. Both the provincial examination and the metropolitan examination had three parts: the first was to post scriptures, the second was to test on the meaning of the text, and the third was to test on current affairs.
Zhu Lan remembered that it was mentioned in the original plot that when women were first allowed to enter school, someone had advised Emperor Liang that the style of writing that students should use in the imperial examinations should be strictly restricted, both to facilitate marking and to enable candidates to have more standardized and rigorous expression skills.
However, Emperor Liang believed that the form was too rigid and difficult to be applied in the world, so he did not adopt this suggestion. Therefore, the form of answering in the imperial examination in Daliang was relatively free, but to a certain extent, it did lead to the result of the examination being affected by the subjectivity of the curtain officials.
The difficulty of the provincial examination was by no means comparable to the academy examination. Even Zhu Lan did not dare to say that he was completely confident.
She even began to waver. Did she really have to please the examiner like Yan Lun?
She rubbed her eyebrows in annoyance, wrote down her confusion, and planned to ask someone to take it to Cen Songbai in the capital tomorrow.
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The night was as dark as ink, gradually invading the sky. The students had already fetched hot water and were preparing to wash up.
Zhu Qingyan then returned to Qingya Garden from the study room with a pile of books in her arms. She walked to the door of her study tiredly and pushed it gently, but was suddenly stunned -
Inside the house, a candle flame flickered. In the dim light, a man in red clothes and long hair stood in the corner, with his back to the door. A huge shadow was projected on the mottled wall, swaying with the flickering of the flames.
The man turned around, and what Zhu Qingyan saw was a blood-red face with two sharp white fangs exposed. He looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, extremely hideous and terrifying!
Zhu Qingyan's pupils suddenly shrank, she took a step back, and the book in her hand fell to the ground with a dull sound.
“Ghost…Ghost——!!”
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