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Zhang An died unwillingly and reluctantly.

He thought he was willing, but over the years, his soul has been haunted and he has never forgotten the humiliation he suffered.

He knew that he shouldn't be so unwilling.

After all, if the king wants his subject to die, the subject has to die; if the father wants his son to die, the son has to die.

But he wants to be innocent more!

Even if his mother told him directly that she didn't want him to live, he would obey her and die, which would be considered as fulfilling his filial piety to his mother!

But why? ! Why was he thrown with so much dirt and insults in this way? !

Zhang An made a great gesture to Wu Yuezhao: "Zhang An is willing to sacrifice his entire soul, and only asks Boss Wu to let Zhang An die with a clear conscience!"

Wu Yuezhao: "..."

Wu Yuezhao turned around and called for help in a panic, his voice trembling and choking with extremely suppressed anger: "Huai, Huaiyi, pick some fruit for him."

After calling out to Wu Huaiyi, Wu Yuezhao, with trembling fingertips, picked up the cup and took a big gulp of the spiritual spring water, trying hard to suppress his rage.

The incident involving Zhang An instantly reminded her of the boy who was killed by his mother and her lover!

During the interrogation, the lover confessed that the child was struggling hard and he couldn't suppress him!

He called the child's mother to come over to help, and when the child saw his mother really coming, he immediately stopped moving. . .

Wu Yuezhao could imagine how desperate the child was when he saw that his mother was also going to kill him!

Giving up the struggle is probably what Zhang An thought: This life was given by my mother, if she wants it, then take it back. . .

In the past, Wu Yuezhao only hated that woman for dying so easily!

Later, after she did the quick travel, she kept hoping that it would be great if she could meet that little boy so that she could save him!

It was not until he met Zhang An today that Wu Yuezhao suddenly realized that although the boy was pitiful, he at least had the police and teachers to help him seek justice.

The beasts that harm him will receive the punishment they deserve.

But what about ancient people like Zhang An? !

In his time, filial piety was more important than anything else!

This is not a vision, this is a fact!

The filial piety of that era could crush a person to death!

Parents have absolute rights to dispose of their children, and even if they beat their children to death, the parents are not at fault.

As long as the children do not do what they want, they will accuse them of being "unfilial".

Because just one word of "unfilial piety" and the accused child will be sent to jail at best, or even beheaded at worst!

There was no Yuzhang Academy in that era.

Because the law at that time was Yuzhang Academy!

Those in power carefully weave one outrageous and absurd story after another to fool the people below.

Using twenty-four examples that can be described as perverted, he spoke pompous, empty nonsense, demanding that people be filial and honest and perform filial acts.

Parents who hold the upper hand in filial piety and are the vested interests will strongly support such laws based on their own interests.

Even those children who grew up with such education, even if they have felt pain because of it, but when they finally change from victims to perpetrators, and finally taste the only right they can get in their mediocre life, they will naturally support it!

This is why Wu Yuezhao still likes the modern world the most even though she has traveled through so many worlds.

Because only modern people can be called human beings, and only modern children, for the most part, can live like children (meaning not being abused, and has nothing to do with academic studies).

Wu Yuezhao closed his eyes tightly and consoled himself, it's useless to be angry! You have to do something!

Although in such a world, the miserable people are like the fish left on the beach after the tide goes out, so many!

But no matter what, if you can save one, save one!

——(●? ?w?? )?! ! ! ——

The moment Wu Yuezhao entered his body, the gavel rang beside his ear, and an angry voice cursed: "Zhang An! Zhang Yang sued you for beating your biological mother. There are witnesses and evidence. What else do you have to say?!"

"Zhang An has never done anything unfilial!" Wu Yuezhao glanced at the thin middle-aged county magistrate in the hall, then looked at the thin and dense wounds on Zhang Yang's arms, which looked like they were whipped by willow branches, and argued loudly: "This injury has nothing to do with Zhang An!"

"Since you don't admit your guilt, do you have any proof?!" The county magistrate thought this was a quibble and glared at her, demanding that she produce evidence.

"I don't have evidence, but I have a solution."

Wu Yuezhao glanced at the angry county magistrate and the indignant neighbors who had followed Zhang Yang to testify.

She knew that they had been deceived. She had more contact with Zhang Yang on a daily basis, so she probably listened to her complaints.

In addition, Zhang Yang and Zhang An were always howling some ambiguous words, and Zhang An, as a son, could not care about it. As a result, others naturally thought that Zhang Yang was being abused by her son.

She understands.

So, don't worry, she won't bother too much with those people.

Touching his belt, Wu Yuezhao took out the paper and a piece of iron that Wu Huaiyi had just put in.

He took it out and spread the paper on the ground while speaking clearly: "I wonder if you have ever heard of the ancient mythical beast, Xiezhi. It can distinguish right from wrong, good from evil, loyalty from treachery."

"Originally, my mother wanted Zhang An to die. No matter what the reason was, as a son, I should obey her orders."

"Zhang An doesn't value his life, he just doesn't want to die in such a dirty way."

Wu Yuezhao glanced at Zhang Yang who was glaring at her fiercely, cut her wrist, and spilled the blood on the paper.

She knelt straight and looked directly at the county magistrate: "Now, Zhang An prays to the divine beast with his life, only asking for a clear death."

The county magistrate was confused by this summoning technique.

The man's eyes were clear and determined, and the blood was flowing, soaking the paper and flowing all over the floor. He was truly willing to risk his life to prove his innocence!

He couldn't say anything, but he had a new judgment about the case in his mind.

He didn't think Zhang An could really summon the divine beast. After all, they were all ordinary people.

Furthermore, Confucius does not speak of strange or supernatural things. Such things are merely people's hopes; how could they really exist?

But just when he thought that Zhang An was just looking for an excuse to prove himself with his death.

A red light appeared where he was bleeding, and it went straight to the roof. In the red light, a woman in red appeared, looking righteous and heroic.

Behind the woman is an imaginary image of a mythical beast as big as an ox, similar to a unicorn, with a single horn and a long tail.

Amid the horrified gazes of the crowd, the woman looked around and reached out her hand to the staggering Zhang An.

Everyone who could see saw a ball of golden light emerge from her hand. The golden light flew towards Zhang An's wrist and instantly healed the wound.

Everyone looked at the woman in astonishment, and for a moment they actually believed that this woman was a divine beast!