When the woman saw Qi Yan's admission, a pale smile appeared on her face: "That...this is for you."
As she said that, she stuffed the baggage over with some embarrassment.
Qi Yan took it blankly, and after a long time he said in confusion: "Why are you giving this to me... If you are entrusting someone to do something, it is useless to give it to me. My position is not a position of power, so..."
"No, I'm not asking you to do something." The woman lowered her eyes slightly, and her bitter smile was particularly dazzling: "This is all the property of my husband-in-law and I... In the letter my husband-in-law left for me, he said that you treated him well, at least Let him not suffer so much before his death. I have decided to leave here and go back to my hometown to join my parents' family. If you don't want these belongings, I might as well give them to you as a piece of my heart."
Qi Yan suddenly remembered that when the man was in prison, he borrowed pen and paper from him and said he wanted to leave a letter to his wife. At that time, Qi Yan was still confused as to what the word "liu" meant, but now that he thought about it, he suddenly realized it. That man probably knew a long time ago that he might not be able to survive if he offended a big shot.
This also explains why when the woman received her husband's body, she was so sad that she almost fainted, but she did not cry. I'm afraid it was because I had known that this could not be changed, and the tears had already dried up.
Qi Yan looked at the package of brand-new fabric. It was not big, but it had embroidery work and patterns from several years ago. It was obviously a precious thing.
Hiding the sympathetic grief in his eyes, Qi Yan pursed his lips and said softly: "I didn't treat him well..."
"Please accept it." The woman begged with her eyes open: "Please accept my and my late husband's wishes, please."
"Take it." Yu Xi, who had been acting as an audience member, suddenly said, "They want you to keep it, so why are you trying to shirk it?"
Qi Yan looked over and saw that Yu Xi's expression was indifferent. He was not smiling like before, but there was always something that made Qi Yan feel wrong.
Qi Yan accepted the baggage, and the woman looked at him gratefully before turning and leaving.
There still seemed to be traces of the woman's footsteps on the long path, although they were just Qi Yan's illusion.
"Okay, I'm leaving." Yu Xi folded the folding fan and got on the carriage. When he saw Qi Yan hurriedly returning the wooden pendant, he frowned: "You know that I am a pure person who will be pure himself, so why don't you know that good people Good reward? That woman is the best proof, keep it."
After saying that, he raised his hand slightly, and the groom swung his whip, and the horse let out a howl, spread its hooves, and galloped away.
[The male protagonist’s favorability towards Qi Yan is +10, current favorability: 45]
Looking at the carriage that was getting further away with no meaning, Qi Yan sighed, returned to the Yamen, and bumped into a few guards who were usually pretty good with him.
"Hey, Qi Yan, what did Mr. Yu give you?" A man looked over with bright eyes.
Qi Yan didn't shy away from it and picked up the wooden pendant on his waist: "A small wooden pendant."
"Ah?" The man was confused: "He is so rich, so he just gives you a wooden pendant? Not even a jade one?!"
"I heard that there is a discount for dining at Xuanhu Restaurant. Next time I'm off work, I'll invite everyone to have dinner." Qi Yan has never been a stingy person, and he is also open-minded, which is why many people like to make friends with him.
Of course, there are also those who are greedy for petty advantages and come to eat and drink, but for Qi Yan, as long as it is within his ability, it is okay to let them take advantage of him.
It’s just that my heart is clear and I know who I should be friends with and who I shouldn’t be friends with.
Qi Yan asked for a meal, which made everyone else happy. Later, when he looked at the work schedule, he found that only one person was off work with Qi Yan.
The man was naturally happy, and he quickly hooked up with Qi Yan and called them brothers. Qi Yan didn't care and just listened to them talking and laughing.
Someone asked Qi Yan what the baggage in his arms was, but Qi Yan did not elaborate and just said that it was the belongings of a dead person.
After returning to his own little world, Qi Yan unpacked the small baggage. There were two boxes inside, about the size of a man's hand. There were two or three pearl bracelets and two silver rings in one box, which looked like a woman's dowry. Another box contained several pieces of broken silver and a gold ingot. There are also two or three pieces of uncut jade wrapped in cowhide in the baggage.
For a family, these things are truly a lifelong asset. But for the slightly richer people, it is simply not worth mentioning.
Looking at those things, Qi Yan thought of the woman's appearance when she took away her husband's body.
For some reason, my heart felt so sad.
"Qi Yan, why are you in such a daze?" The thin man shouted to him through the iron fence, "Then the rich man is sent away?"
"Yes." Qi Yan responded and slowly tied the baggage back on.
"Is this the reward he gave you?" The thin man looked at the small bag and said, "Hey, it's too stingy."
"No, he didn't give it to me." After a pause, Qi Yan's calm voice sounded again: "It was given to me by the wife of the eldest brother who died of illness."
Everyone who was listening with interest fell silent, leaning on the wooden bed one by one and saying nothing.
It took a long time before I heard the bearded man's rough voice echoing in the cell.
"I heard that his wife was quite pretty. She was attracted by the son of a distant relative of the minister. While he was working in the fields, he kidnapped his wife and defiled her. In anger, he tried to argue with him and was beaten to death by mistake. That turtle grandson." The bearded man sighed, as if lamenting the injustice of the world: "They didn't want to let him out alive."
This was the first time Qi Yan heard this reason, and he couldn't help but be stunned. He stared blankly at the bundle, which seemed to have candlelight dancing on it.
"I don't know if this is true or not. Anyway, it was spread outside and I didn't hear much."
Regardless of whether it's true or not, one life is worth one life, and that's what it should be. But taking the life of a good person to pay for the life of an evil person really makes the world lament that the world is unfair.
The woman's bitter smile suddenly came to mind, and Qi Yan didn't know how much courage she mustered up to come and collect her husband's body. No wonder she said she wanted to go to her parents' family because she couldn't stay here anymore.
Women in ancient times were defiled, and they were the laughing stock of the villagers. Whether it was sympathy or indifference, as long as it was mentioned, it would be a great insult to women.
But she still lives strong, living with her husband's share.
He couldn't help but admire her. Qi Yan could only hope that good things would come to good people in the world.
The turmoil in Daliang no longer happened in one day or two. Qi Yan felt that he was in the wrong place. It could be the founding of the country or the prosperous era, but the background of the plot was marked-the period of the country's subjugation.
Qi Yan will be off work in five days, the only time in January. During off-duty hours, new guards will come to watch over him. The little jailer was a pretty good boy, about the same age as Qi Yan, but Qi Yan had higher qualifications. The little jailer was so stupid that he envied him.