Judge's Debt Book
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Chapter 1

Chapter 1 — Judge's Debt Book

Updated 10/08/2026 10 min read

The year my mother died, I was six years old. She was beaten to death by Concubine Lieu while still alive. Just because the nanny in the palace casually said that my mother's belly looked like she was pregnant with a boy. Concubine Lieu was so jealous that she went crazy. When my father entered the court, she ordered someone to use a stick to beat my mother to death, one body, two lives. Father returned, Concubine Lieu threw herself into his arms, angrily and coyly said: "She deserves her life! You have promised me, only I am worthy of giving birth to the royal family's son." Father gently scraped her nose, pampered and said: "She, her personality is becoming more and more arrogant and arbitrary!" This matter was ignored. Ten years later. When my father ran out of oil and turned off the lights, Concubine Lieu lay down next to him, crying to the point of tears: "You're gone, how will I live?" I laughed. How to live? Of course, being a buffalo and a horse will last a long time, and life will be worse than death! 01 Since childhood, my personality has been cold and I don't like being close to others. When my mother was still alive, my sister often hugged and kissed me, asking her to hold me high, while I just stood shyly beside her, feeling both stylish and boring. After her mother died, her nine-year-old sister was so angry that she could not bear it. She was determined not to let it go. Every day, she would find her father to cause trouble, demanding to report to the mandarins to arrest her poisonous mother, Concubine Liu, and demand justice for her mother. Her father was so annoyed that he lost patience, gave her detention, and she went on a hunger strike in her room. Three days later, when I came to visit, she was so hungry that she lay on the bed. Seeing me, she used the last bit of her strength and loudly scolded: "Tham Lan Thu! You white-eyed wolf, your mother died and you didn't cry or make a fuss, you still ate and slept, how can there be someone as cold-blooded as you!" Without changing my face, I coldly spoke: "You're already in a commotion, what's the result?" "You've been on a hunger strike for three days, has your father ever asked you a question? Your mother died and he didn't even care "If you're still so stubborn and refuse to wake up like that, then just die." I turned around and left. In the end, the sister did not die. But from a young age, she was loved and pampered by her mother as she grew up. She had a straightforward personality and could not hide her emotions. Every time she saw Concubine Lieu, her face turned cold and she cursed loudly. Concubine Lieu then blew wind in her father's ear, saying that she was arrogant and arrogant, didn't care about her elders, didn't understand etiquette, and would definitely make the duke's palace lose face in the future. Father became more and more disgusted with her sister. He didn't even want to look straight at her. He gave her detention after a while. Concubine Liu did not cause much trouble for me. Perhaps in the eyes of others, I am a cold, unsociable, and extremely strange child. I'm not like my sister, my love and hate are clear, I act like a spoiled child and rely on my mother, I hate my aunt to the bone; Also unlike other famous ladies, they are passionate about painting competitions and flower viewing competitions. I just locked myself in the pharmacy every day, reading medical books, researching medicinal herbs, staying there all day each time. Concubine Lieu came to visit once. That day I was crushing a medicine, she stood outside the door, covered her nose, fanning herself in disgust: "It's all about medicine, it's so hard to smell." She glanced at me, perhaps feeling that this child couldn't cause any trouble, so she lost patience and left. From then on, she never entered my pharmacy again. The days passed like that for a few years, and sister Tham Lan Am had reached the age of marriage.02The older she became, the more she resembled her mother, with a delicate appearance and figure.

She's slim and beautiful enough to make a bird fall. Every time Aunt Lieu saw her, the fire of jealousy in her eyes could not be hidden. Yes, my mother is extremely beautiful. She was able to become the government wife of the duchy not because of her family background, but because of her appearance. She is just the daughter of a family of farmers who sell tofu on the roadside. That day, she wore a simple outfit and helped her parents sell tofu on the side of the road. My father passed by in a palanquin and couldn't take his eyes off after just one look. When he was young, my father was also a love-sick person to the point of being mind-numbed. Despite his family's objections, he insisted on marrying the person he loved as his wife. It's just that people's hearts can easily change. In the past, he could ignore worldly eyes for his mother, and later he could also ignore his mother's life or death for the sake of a new person. Why did Concubine Liu dare to arbitrarily beat my mother to death? Of course, it was because she saw through that her mother had a lowly background and had no support other than her father, and at that time, her father had only her in his heart and eyes. Therefore, when my mother dies, she also dies. Like trampling an ant to death, quietly and without a sound. Now, she vented the flames of jealousy on Tham Lan Am, who increasingly resembled her mother. Recently, at her sister's wedding ceremony, Concubine Lieu helped her find a "good marriage" for her. The man was a member of the Song Dynasty in the western part of the city, with a fortune of tens of thousands, and was willing to bring eighty-carrying bride-price gifts. Everyone knows that Grandmother Tong is nearly fifty years old, obese, and a frequent visitor to the peaceful willow alley. In the house, several concubines were beaten to death or sold. She was a famous wolf. Concubine Liu wants to marry her sister to this kind of person. When the news spread, it was like being struck by lightning. She knelt before her father, bowed her head until her forehead was torn, and begged him to revoke his order. Father just impatiently waved his hand: "Matrimonial matters must be according to parents' orders and matchmaking, where is it your turn to interfere? Your aunt has worked so hard to take care of you, you don't know how to appreciate it, you're still here crying, what's the point!" Aunt Liu stood next to her father, looking down at her from above, the corner of her mouth curled up: "Miss, a woman must get married sooner or later. Grandmother Song's family is rich. "If you marry over there, it's just a matter of reputation and integrity. No matter how many people ask, you still can't get it." "Then why don't you marry yourself?" Tham Lan Am gritted her teeth. Aunt Lieu's face changed, she raised her hand and slapped her. "The rules that your mother has not taught me, I will teach them." Tham Lan Am hugged her face, the hatred in her eyes almost overflowing. She immediately wanted to rush forward and risk her life with Concubine Lieu, but was stopped by her father. He shouted loudly: "Where are you? Pull the eldest lady down! Before getting married, don't step out of the room!" She was completely desperate. She locked herself in her room and hung up a three-meter-long white silk strip. When I heard the maid's report, I quickly ran over and saw her struggling under the beam. I pulled out the guard's sword and swung my hand to cut off the white silk. Her whole body fell to the ground, coughing violently. "Coward." I coldly uttered two words, throwing a small porcelain vase in my hand in front of her. "What is this?" She looked at the porcelain vase, a flash of fear in her eyes. "Hac Dinh Hong." I brushed my nails and said nonchalantly: "If you touch the blood of the wind monkey, one drop will kill you. If you don't want to get married, you can drink it now, end it all, and go to the ground to be my companion." with mother." Her face immediately turned white, her teeth trembled: "You... You! You cruel woman!" "Or..." I changed my voice: "Marry over there, kill that old goat, and firmly hold the thousand-dollar fortune in your hands."03 Sister's cries immediately stopped. Billion

Her eyes widened, looking at me incredulously, as if she had met me for the first time. "Kill... kill him? How should I kill? I'm just a weak woman, my hands are not tied tightly to the chicken, how can I kill... that villain!" I took out a prescription from my chest and put it in her hand. "Why do you need a knife to kill someone?" "Arsenic is poisonous, but ginseng if used in the wrong place is also poisonous. The cruelest knife in the world has never been I pointed at the prescription and slowly said to her: "This is a prescription for nutritious food. The ingredients used above are all kinds of nutrients such as deer antlers, ginseng, and cordyceps. From the outside, this is to wholeheartedly please and nourish his body." "After I got married, I just bowed my head and was as gentle as possible, and listened to him in everything, making him relax his guard. After that, I cooked it myself every day "In less than three years, his body will be exhausted, his essence will be exhausted. On the outside, he will still seem strong, but in fact his internal organs will have been depleted. By that time, just a small wind and cold will be enough to kill him." "No matter who comes to investigate, he will only think that he has overindulged and died, and there will be absolutely no trace of human causes." Everyone in the capital will say that you have done your best as a wife, it's just that the foreign minister Tong's life is short and her fate is over." I watched the older sister's eyes gradually brighten, continuing to analyze with a cold voice: "The foreign minister Tong has only a few rooms and concubines, so he just died, you are the only wife who holds all the wealth in her hands, wants to be free and independent, or find another good relationship. It all depends on your wishes." "Tham Lan Am, think carefully. Do you want to die to make your loved ones sad, your enemies happy, or make those who bully us pay an unforgettable price?" My voice is not loud, but it seems to carry a captivating power. The sister tightened her grip on the prescription, her knuckles turning white. The fear and despair in his eyes were gradually replaced by a mad fire of hatred. After a long while, she raised her head, wiped the tears from her face, her voice was hoarse but firm: "I'm getting married." On the sixth day of the eighth month, the big wedding. The older sister wore the robe and without expression sat on the palanquin. Concubine Lieu felt proud, thinking that she had finally removed a thorn in her eye. His father happily stroked his beard, feeling that this transaction was extremely profitable. And I stood behind the crowd, watching the wedding reception team gradually move away, slightly squinting my eyes. The chess game begins.04After getting married, Tham Lan Am followed the agreement and returned to the palace to visit home once a month. Every time she comes back, she comes first to ask for peace from her father. Most of the time, my father was in no mood, only vaguely replied two sentences and then chased her away. Concubine Liu did not care much about her, perhaps thinking that she was already a discarded chess piece, unable to create any trouble. This is exactly what we want. Every time she came home to visit, Tham Lan Am would come to my pharmacy, close the door, and talk to me for half an hour. "Has he drunk it yet?" I asked while looking at the medicinal herbs in my hand. "After drinking it, every bowl is clean." The sister spoke in a low voice, with a bit of sarcasm in her voice: "He praised me for my kindness, said I was better than those concubines, and knew how to feel more pain for him than them." "How has he been these past few days?" "He's had severe night sweats at night." "He was serious. He was panting after a few steps. Last month, he fell in the garden. His injuries were not serious, but he lay down for three days before getting up."

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