On the day Zhou Jingming personally sent me to prison, he took off the sapphire bracelet he gave me.
He said: "Your father is dead, who are you going to work for?"
I said, "For myself."
I didn't tell him that the collusion report was false.
The real account books have always been hidden in my hands. It can clear away the grievances of the Shen family for ten years, and also confirm his death penalty for tampering with military orders and deceiving the emperor.
If you hand it over, he may die; if you don't, I will have to admit the crime of collaborating with the enemy on his behalf.
I chose the latter.
But he thought I had betrayed him, so he tried me personally, forced me to sign my confession, and sent me a piece of paper and a letter of departure.
On the seventeenth day of his imprisonment, he finally opened the cell door with a pardon order and asked me for the first time: "Does it hurt?"
I heard it.
But I no longer have the energy to answer.
Intention: Belated trust cannot undo the damage caused by one's own hands
