"Brother Yuanzhi, can you have a way to save your father?" A little hope surged on Pan Zijun's face.

Shi Wei did not answer, but said silently: "You have to think about the solution slowly. Now we should find a way to go to the prison to visit Lord Pan and listen to what he said."[]

Faced with this situation, this is the only way.

Although Pan You has been an official in the court for many years, his connections are average because of his straightforward temperament.

Pan Zijun wanted to visit the prison, but with his own connections, he couldn't get in. Shi Wei still had to come forward and use his face as the deputy envoy of the Imperial Hospital to get in.

It was already three days later when I saw Pan You.

When Pan Zijun saw his father, he naturally felt anxious and upset as his children.

As for Pan You, although he was in prison and his life and death were uncertain, his mentality was much calmer than before. Not only did he have no complaints, he patiently comforted Pan Zijun so that he would not have to be too sad.

After the father and son said something, Pan You said, "Zijun, you go back first, take good care of your sister, don't worry her. I have a few words to say to Yuanzhi."

"Father, then you have to take care of yourself. The child will definitely try every means to save you."

Pan Zijun wiped away her tears and left the prison reluctantly.

In the empty and cold prison, only the two of them were left.

Seeing that there was no one around, Shi Wei whispered: "Mr. Pan is so relaxed, it seems that he has a plan to escape. I wonder if I can help with it?"

Pan You smiled and said, "It was Your Majesty who personally issued an order to get into the Heavenly Prison. Unless Your Majesty changes his mind, there will be no way to escape."

Pan You's words made Shi Wei even more puzzled.

His thoughts flipped, he searched for a moment, and suddenly seemed to have figured out something.

Shi Wei looked at Pan You and frowned and said, "Mr. Pan, if I guessed correctly in my heart, now Your Majesty has sent you to the Heavenly Prison, which is exactly what you are asking for."

Pan You's figure was shaken at first, and then he couldn't help but show a look of praise in his eyes.

Shaking his head and laughed bitterly, he sighed: "I have a good vision of knowing people. Yuanzhi, you have a clear understanding of everything. Only you can see through the world."

It's true.

Shi Wei couldn't help but say, "Mr. Pan, what are you doing?"

Pan You stroked his white beard and said slowly: "As the saying goes, Confucius said, "Cheng Ren, Meng said, "God" means righteousness. What I, Pan You, do today is to follow the teachings of the sages, sacrifice his life to obtain righteousness, gain fame and honor in history and be remembered for generations."

Sacrifice your life for righteousness!

Suddenly, Shi Wei understood Pan You’s intention.

It turns out that Pan You actually has such a high level, or in modern professional terms, it is called "historical limitations".

"Northern Dynasty Song is eyeing the North and the South is approaching, but the officials from all over the Tang Dynasty are only determined to protect themselves. Since everyone is waiting to be a minister of the destruction of the country, let me, Pan You, do it, and be able to leave a mark in history, and I, Pan You, will die without any shock."

After hearing these generous words, Shi Wei knew that he was ready to die generously, and that whatever he wanted to rescue them was all over the world.

After a while of silence, he asked again: "Mr. Pan is willing to die, although he has fulfilled his wish, but have you ever thought that if you go, who will take care of Brother Zijun and Miss Zisu?"

At this time, Pan You's generous expression faded a little bit, and he sighed: "Zijun is a weak person and doesn't like being an official. After I leave, the family business I leave is enough to allow him to enjoy his whole life. The only thing I can't rest assured now is the little girl Zisu."

After a pause, Pan You suddenly took Shi Wei's hand and said in a pleading tone: "Yuanzhi, I will give Zi Su to you, I hope you can take good care of her."

"Mr. Pan, you..." Shi Wei was a little surprised by Pan You's sudden entrustment and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Pan You sighed: "Zi Su has a very high vision. She can appreciate the people she loves. You are the only one in the Southern Tang Kingdom. How can I, as a father, not be able to see her feelings for you?"

Well, you guys either entrusted your girls or daughters to me, and they all entrusted life and death, leaving me with no room for repatriation.

"Mr. Pan, Miss Zi Su is a daughter-in-law. I, Shi Wei, are just a young doctor from the countryside. I am afraid I will find it difficult to take on this heavy trust." Shi Wei expressed the difficulties tactfully.

Pan You said happily: "The people with national weapons are mostly from the countryside. With your talent and medical skills, you will never be a person in the pool in the future. I believe this."

A little thing like Xiong Qingye said that he had a bright future, and a big man like Pan You also said that he was a national weapon. Although Shi Wei knew that his identity was extraordinary, what he wanted was nothing more than living a free and happy life.

It was just because Pan You appreciated it, and now he made a request in this environment, and Shi Wei had no reason to refuse.

He took a deep breath and said seriously: "Mr. Pan attaches great importance to Late Sheng so much. That night Sheng also makes a promise here. As long as I, Shi Wei, are here for one day, I will never let Miss Zi Su suffer from some half of the grievance."

Hearing Shi Wei's promise, Pan You looked relieved and stroked his beard and smiled: "If you say this far away, I can go to death with confidence, haha--"

"Oh, it's better to live than to die. It seems that there is a generation gap between us..."

Farewell to Pan You and left the prison. When he saw Pan Zijun, Shi Wei did not tell him what Pan You said.

As an outsider, Shi Wei could naturally fulfill Pan You's wish and see him die for the sake of history, but Pan Zijun, a son, could not watch his father die.

At that moment, he only comforted Pan Zijun and said goodbye and went home.

When we entered the door, a fragrant smell came to our noses. Dingxiang and the others had already made a table of good dishes, waiting for him to come back.

"Young Master is back." Ding Xiang hurriedly stepped forward to take off his straw raincoat and dusted off the snow stains on his body.

Fan Peilan served a bowl of steaming soup and smiled and said, "Yuanzhi, hurry up and drink the soup to warm up your body."

Shi Wei put down the soup bowl, looked at the family members, and said solemnly: "After eating this meal, you can clean up quickly. We are afraid that we will leave Jinling City in a few days."

Everyone was shocked.

After looking at each other, Fan Peilan said with confusion: "Yuanzhi, we are living a prosperous life, why are we going to leave the capital again? Aren't you an imperial physician?"

The women and Taoists didn't know much, and Shi Wei couldn't explain the current situation to them.

"Mr. Pan was imprisoned. With my relationship with the Pan family, once Lord Pan fell, many people would inevitably target me. The capital is a place of right and wrong, and we must leave. As for that mere imperial doctor, it would be fine if we didn't do it."

This is the best excuse that Shi Wei could find. In fact, the most fundamental reason was that loyal ministers like Pan You fell, the pillars of the Southern Tang court had been lost, and the Southern Expedition of the Northern Song Dynasty arrived soon.

As the capital of Jieshi, Jinling, would inevitably be poisoned by war. As a modern man with foresight, Shi Wei keenly realized that it was time to leave now.

Before he finished speaking, someone said behind him: "No, no, Brother Yuanzhi, the more you are at this time, the less you can't leave."
Chapter completed!