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[Strange Chronicles of Tang]
[Episode 2]
[Save Lives, Relieve Woes]
Here you go.
[Save Lives, Relieve Woes]
Could this be
human blood?
Correct.
It was discovered
in a secondhand robe with an unclear provenance.
It appears to have been written
by someone pleading for help in a moment of crisis.
Based on the state of the blood,
Su Wuming places
its writing at a fortnight ago.
That suggests the writer is
in grave peril, if not deceased.
A fortnight?
The blood still has its metallic scent.
To my senses,
it can be no older than five days.
Five days?
Allow me another examination.
This final, incomplete character…
barring any error,
leans heavily towards "You".
"Xia" is a remote possibility,
but exceedingly slim.
If the preceding character is "Xie", the surname,
then the two characters together
should be read as "Xie You."
If it's not a surname,
then the phrase would simply mean "Relief-from-Woes."
Relief-from-Woes...
What a profoundly strange message
to leave in a plea for help written in one's own blood.
Indeed.
So you should first investigate
anyone named Xie You.
Thank you, Xijun.
Thank you, Mr. Fei.
Hold a moment.
Take an umbrella. Rain is coming.
[Fair Winds and Gentle Rains]
Madam Master of Rain,
you are something else!
You command the skies,
and they obey.
How about
another dance?
See if you can
[Da, District Ne'er-do-well]
stir up a storm
in my heart too.
Get out.
I come to watch
every single one of your rituals.
Doesn't that earn me a little gratitude?
No one's around now,
why not be a little nicer to me alone?
Just leave,
or you'll regret it.
Fine—have it the hard way.
What's wrong with flirting with you?
You're lucky I haven't hit you yet.
My last wife ran off because I beat her.
How about you be my new wife?
I won't hit you every day—
just every now and then,
enough for me to feel good
and for you to stay obedient.
Take your hands off me,
or you will surely regret this.
You think I'm scared?
I, Da,
have never regretted anything in my life.
Fine,
then tell me your address.
What for?
What's the matter?
No nerve?
Nerve? I've got plenty.
My house is right by Zhao Jinggong Temple in Changle District.
That's my place.
Got a problem with that?
Noted.
How did you get that wound on your forehead?
Did your man hit you too?
Let me take care of my wife.
Stop right there!
Who are you?
How dare you harass the Master of Rain
in broad daylight?
She's my wife.
What business is it of yours?
He's talking nonsense!
Who is your wife?
Your impudence knows no bounds!
Do you not fear arrest by the district office?
Arrest me?
Who's going to testify
that I harassed her?
I'll be the witness.
A witness must be alive to testify.
The mobile tribunal of the Judicial Officer
is nearby.
I don't believe you'd dare commit violence.
With the rain pouring outside,
who's going to see anything?
Besides,
my dear wife won't report me to the authorities,
will you?
You insolent brute—
release her at once,
or you will certainly regret it.
Are you two together or something?
You talk the same.
I'll gut you first.
Let's see who has regrets then!
Lu Lingfeng,
help me!
Seeking death?
How dare you touch my charge!
Since when was I your charge?
I am,
and always will be,
your charge.
Madam Master of Rain,
I visited
Lady Hong's Secondhand Store earlier.
The shopkeeper there
said this robe
was sold to him by you.
Yes, it was.
I sold it for forty wen.
If you need it to be refunded, I can do so anytime.
If a penalty is required, I'll accept it as well.
If the robe was rightfully yours to sell,
there would be no question
of a refund or penalty.
Then…
it was not mine to sell.
Then where did it come from?
The rain will cease
in a quarter of an hour.
Then I will lead you to the place
that holds the answer to this robe's origin.
Are you some kind of immortal?
You even know when the rain will stop?
I was the one who called for this rain.
If you don't believe me, ask him.
What's going on?
You two know each other?
How?
I'd never met her until today.
I was on duty
with Lu Lingfeng's
mobile tribunal
and just happened upon her rain ceremony.
[Integrity and Moral Uprightness]
[Yongzhou Prefecture Household Register]
Official Lu,
I'm back.
How did it go at the Household Registration Office?
No one named Xie You was found,
but we did locate two people named Xie Xia—
one male, one female.
Luo and I split up to investigate,
and both individuals
were safe at home,
without encountering any danger.
Official Lu,
I have a document here!
[Loyalty]
Look.
[Just and Selfless]
[Xie You]
Xie You?
This person is not a registered resident of Chang'an—
they came from another prefecture to take the examinations.
Therefore,
they only appear in the temporary household registry
of Yongzhou Prefecture.
The listed address is
a dwelling beside the East District gate,
identifiable by a well at its entrance.
Let's go—
to Xiuzhen District.
This should be the place.
The door's locked.
Looking to rent?
This is a fine property.
Right!
If you want to rent a house,
Xiuzhen District
is just the place.
It feels a bit remote, sure—
but even if it's remote,
it's still in the northern part of the city.
Better rent soon.
More and more people are coming
into the district to cultivate immortality—
prices are about to go up.
Exactly.
I'm not here to rent.
May I ask you three ladies—
does the person
who lived here go by the name Xie You?
Oh, not a tenant—
you're looking for Scholar Xie.
He…
has already moved away.
Do you recall when exactly he left?
About 3 or 4 months ago.
Could you be more specific?
Young man,
there's no need to be so fierce.
Xue Huan.
[Yongzhou Prefecture Command Authority]
This is an official investigation!
A blood letter pleading for help
was found in a robe sold
at a secondhand shop.
It may have been written
by this Scholar Xie.
Do you know
where he moved to?
A plea for help…
in blood?
Why—is something wrong?
Well…
we neighbors
find it hard to believe.
How could anything have happened to him?
He was such a kind person.
Exactly.
He's a scholar of such standing,
yet not arrogant in the least.
Right,
he often helped us with chores
and even wrote poetry for me.
We often made him delicious meals too.
He was from Nanzhou Prefecture,
and had a fondness for mushrooms.
This year, for his birthday,
we made a special trip to Leyouyuan
to gather some
and prepare a soup just for him.
For his birthday?
It sounds like you were all
on very good terms.
Hush now—
the Officer is investigating.
Sorry, my tongue runs away with me.
What are your names, please?
Manniang.
Cong.
Hua.
I am Lu Lingfeng,
Judicial Official of Yongzhou Prefecture.
Ladies,
if you have any leads regarding Scholar Xie,
report them to the district office immediately.
Let's go.
Official Lu,
please have some tea.
District Head Li,
you recognize the Xie You
I mentioned earlier?
Of course—
how could I not know a candidate scholar
in my own district?
What if he places high one day?
Wouldn't it be too late
to get acquainted then?
That makes sense.
What kind of person was he?
A good man.
[Li Changgeng. Head of Xiuzhen District]
Otherwise,
why would they call him "Woe-Reliever"?
What does "Woe-Reliever" mean?
Well,
even though he was a tenant,
he was
warm-hearted
and loved helping others.
So the women
in the neighborhood
gave him that nickname.
The women in the neighborhood?
I met some today.
Scholar Xie
rented Manniang's house.
And—coincidentally—
all the neighbors
around that house
were widowed women.
Scholar Xie
often helped them write letters,
compose poems,
sometimes
even did heavy work for them.
But when it came to the dirtier, tougher tasks,
the neighbors wouldn't let him overexert himself.
So yes, you might say
he was a good man—to them.
But as for me…
What?
He wasn't respectful to you as the district chief?
Oh, he was respectful enough—
but he made a fool of me
and left me in an awkward position.
Could you explain in detail?
Well,
he once asked me
to help him find a diviner,
to see if he might succeed
in the next year's exams.
So I brought him
the best diviner
west
of Zhuque Avenue.
The diviner told him he would pass with flying colors.
He was so overjoyed
he practically danced on the spot
and arranged a feast
to thank me
and the diviner on his birthday.
hen he vanished—
cleared out without a word.
And that diviner
held me to the promise of a feast!
I was out of pocket
for the whole affair.
His birthday?
He moved away before his birthday?
That's right.
Xue Huan!
I heard it—
the timing doesn't match.
What's your move?
Take them in.
Hua,
you're here.
Quick, get me out
of this cage—
let me walk around a bit.
I was in the wrong yesterday,
but it's not that I didn't want to try—
I was just too tired.
Don't punish me anymore.
Let me out of the cage
and let me rest in bed for a couple of days.
Once I've recovered my energy,
I promise I'll…
Promise what?
Promise to be good to her, is that it?
Then what about me?
Cong.
You… you're here too?
Manniang?
Did you all come together?
Perfect—
please, I beg you, let me go.
I really can't take it anymore.
Scholar Xie.
So you've been wanting to leave all along,
and that's why you wrote the plea in blood,
hoping someone would rescue you.
[Xie You, Scholar Candidate]
I'm just curious—
how exactly did you manage
to get that blood letter out?
Now that all three of us are here,
speak up.
Who helped you
deliver it?
Tell us,
so we sisters won't have
to doubt each other.
Otherwise…
No, no—
I don't know anything about a blood letter.
When did I ever write a blood letter?
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