Seeing Qi Yan admit it, the woman smiled palely: "That... this, I give it to you."

As she said that, she awkwardly stuffed the bundle to him.

Qi Yan took it in a daze, and after a long time, he said in confusion: "Why give it to me... If you are asking someone to do something for you, it is useless to give it to me. My position is not a position of power, so..."

"No, it's not asking you to do something for me." The woman lowered her eyes slightly, and her bitter smile was particularly dazzling: "This is all the property of me and my husband... In the letter my husband left for me, he said that you treated him very well, at least he didn't suffer so much before his death. I decided to leave here and go back to my hometown to join my mother's family. I don't need these properties, I might as well give them to you as a token of my love."

Qi Yan suddenly remembered that when the man was in prison, he borrowed paper and pen from him and said he wanted to leave a letter for his wife. Qi Yan was still wondering what the word "stay" meant at that time, but now he suddenly understood. The man must have known that he had offended a big shot and might not survive.

This also explains why the woman was so sad that she almost fainted when she received her husband's body, but she didn't cry. Perhaps she knew that this result could not be changed, and her tears had already dried up.

Qi Yan looked at the package of brand new fabric. It was not big, but the embroidery and patterns were from many years ago. It was obviously a precious item.

Hiding the sympathetic grief in his eyes, Qi Yan pursed his lips and said softly, "I didn't treat him very well..."

"Please accept it." The woman pleaded, "Please accept the kindness of me and my late husband, please."

"Please accept it." Yu Xi, who had been acting as a spectator, suddenly said, "They want you to accept it, why are you refusing?"

Qi Yan looked over and saw that Yu Xi's expression was indifferent, not smiling like before, but there was always something that made Qi Yan feel wrong.

Qi Yan accepted the bundle, and the woman looked at him gratefully, then turned and left.

The long path seemed to still have the footprints of the woman, although it was just Qi Yan's illusion.

"Okay, I'm leaving now." Yu Xi put away his folding fan and got on the carriage. Seeing Qi Yan hurriedly returning the wooden pendant, he frowned slightly: "You know that I am innocent, so why don't you know that good people will be rewarded? That woman is the best proof, keep her."

After saying that, he raised his hand lightly, and the coachman whipped the horse. The horse let out a howl, spread its hooves and drove away.

[The male protagonist's favorability towards Qi Yan +10, current favorability: 45]

Qi Yan sighed and looked at the carriage moving away with an ambiguous look. When he returned to the government office, he ran into a few jailers who he usually got along well with.

"Hey, Qi Yan, what did Mr. Yu give you?" A man looked over with shining eyes.

Qi Yan did not avoid the question and picked up the wooden pendant on his waist: "A small wooden pendant."

"Ah?" The man was confused: "He is so rich, and he only gave you a wooden pendant? It's not even a jade one?!"

"I heard that there is a discount for dinner at Xuanhu Restaurant. Next time you are off duty, I will treat everyone to dinner." Qi Yan has never been a stingy person, and he is also open and honest, which is why many people like to make friends with him.

Of course, there are also those greedy people who come to eat and drink for free, but for Qi Yan, as long as it is within his ability, it is okay to let them get a little.

It's just that he is clear in his mind and knows who he should make friends with and who he shouldn't.

Qi Yan said he would treat everyone to a meal, which made everyone happy. Later, when they looked at the shift schedule, they found that there was only one person who was off duty with Qi Yan.

The man was naturally happy, and he immediately linked arms with Qi Yan and called him a brother. Qi Yan didn't care and

just listened to them talking and laughing. Someone asked what was in the bundle in Qi Yan's arms. Qi Yan didn't elaborate, but just said that it was the things of the dead.

After returning to his own little world, Qi Yan opened the small bundle. There were two boxes inside, about the size of a man's hand. In one box were two or three strings of pearl bracelets and two silver rings, which were obviously women's dowry. In the other box were a few pieces of silver and a gold ingot. There were also two or three uncarved jades wrapped in cowhide in the bundle.

These things are truly a lifetime's belongings for a family. But for those who are slightly richer, they are simply not worth mentioning.

Looking at those things, Qi Yan thought of the woman taking away her husband's body.

Somehow, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

"Qi Yan, what are you daydreaming about?" The thin man shouted to him through the iron bars: "Did the rich young man send him away?"

"Yeah." Qi Yan responded and slowly tied the bundle again.

"Is this his reward to you?" The thin man looked at the small package: "Oh, it's too stingy."

"No, this is not from him." After a pause, Qi Yan's indifferent voice rang again: "It was given to me by the wife of the eldest brother who died of illness."

Everyone who was originally listening with great interest fell silent, leaning on the wooden bed one by one, not speaking.

After a long time, the rough and hoarse voice of the bearded man was heard echoing in the cell.

"I heard that his wife was quite pretty. She was favored by the son of a distant relative of the minister. While he was working in the fields, he abducted his wife and raped her. He was furious and went to argue with him, but accidentally killed that bastard." The bearded man sighed, as if lamenting the injustice of the world: "They didn't want him to get out alive."

It was the first time that Qi Yan heard this story, and he was stunned. He stared at the bundle, which seemed to have candles flickering on it.

"I don't know if this is true or not. Anyway, it was spread outside, and I didn't hear much about it."

Whether it is true or not, one life for another, it is what should be done. But using a good person's life to exchange for an evil person's life really makes people sigh, and the world is unfair.

The woman's bitter smile suddenly came to his mind. Qi Yan didn't know how much courage she mustered to come and claim her husband's body. No wonder she said she wanted to go to her parents' home, because she couldn't stay here any longer.

In ancient times, if a woman was defiled, she would be the laughing stock of the villagers. No matter whether it was sympathy or indifference, as long as it was brought up, it would be a great insult to a woman.

But she still lived strong, living with her husband's share.

He couldn't help but admire her. Qi Yan could only hope that good people in the world would be rewarded.

The unrest in Daliang has been going on for more than one or two days. Qi Yan felt that he had traveled to the wrong place. It could be the founding of a country or the heyday, but the background of the plot was marked as - the period of the country's demise.

Qi Yan will be off duty in five days, and it only happens once a month. During off-duty periods, a new jailer will come to help him watch over the prisoners. The jailer is a nice young man, about the same age as Qi Yan, but Qi Yan is more qualified. The jailer is so jealous of him.