The final starts at Xu's hour, and including the opening and intermission singing and dancing, it will end on the eve of Haishi. Song Che set off at three o'clock at three o'clock and arrived at the warehouse dungeon at three o'clock, which meant that he had to transfer the imprisoned women to outside Cuju City within one hour.
Time can only be rushed sooner rather than later. Fortunately, I had walked through the culvert for the first time, and following the signs and threads, I felt so familiar with the road that I could fly quickly.
He arrived at the central pool in less than an hour. He tied the kayak to the ladder entrance, took out two fire gourds, and stuffed them into the gap in the gate.
Wait, wait, for about half a quarter of an hour, there is a noise behind the gate, and soon wisps of smoke seep out from the gaps.
Lin Yue should succeed. If the Jia family released the women from the warehouse, they would be confirmed as human traffickers. They would rather let the women burn to death in the dungeon than let them live.
Song Che calmed down for another moment. Seeing that the smoke was getting thicker and thicker, he lit the fire gourd and retreated to the stairs.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise and billowing smoke filled the entire pool.
"Clang!" The gate broke away from the brick wall and rolled straight into the pool. Song Che lit a torch and walked deeper into the culvert along the gate. After walking for a hundred steps, the smoke became more and more choking——
"Cough cough cough..." Coughs came and went.
"Woof woof woof!" Suddenly! A burst of barking came from the fog. Song Che immediately pulled out his musket and saw two unleashed vicious dogs rushing towards him at high speed.
"It's you two dead dogs again!" Song Che yelled and pulled the trigger.
With two "papa" shots, the vicious dog was accurately knocked to the ground. Forty or fifty steps further, wall lamps lit up on both sides of the culvert, and a large iron cell was connected side by side. The imprisoned women shook the iron door desperately and screamed for help at the top of their lungs.
Song Che aimed at the cell door and fired. The bullet broke the chain. He kicked open the iron door, blocked the door and fired another warning shot. He shouted: "Don't be afraid, everyone, I am here to save you. If you want to live, don't do it." Chaos, please be quiet and listen to me!" The women were afraid and eager, so they retreated one after another, not daring to make any more noise.
Song Che said loudly: "The warehouse above is on fire, but the fire can't spread to the bottom, and the smoke can't kill anyone for a while - I want you to line up in order, cover your mouth with your sleeves, bend down and follow Behind me, I will take you out of here, understand!" The women looked at each other and nodded repeatedly.
"Follow me!" Song Che led the women out of the gate, pointed at the rope hanging at the mouth of the canal and shouted loudly: "There are ropes and silk threads in the culvert. Keep going forward in its direction. At the end of the silk thread is a patio. Climb up the three ladders along the well wall to reach the western suburbs of Luoyang City. Don't run around after reaching the ground. Be sure to wait at the mouth of the well until everyone has arrived. This section of the route takes less than half an hour, so everyone holds on tight Jia Guan, if you survive this last journey, you will be able to see the light of day again and be reunited with your family!" Longing and belief swept away the fatigue, and the women jumped into the central pool one after another like dumplings, helping each other to go there. The water flows from the mouth of the ditch.
After all the women had left, Song Che lit the last fire gourd, threw it into the gate and jumped into the pool——
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the gate began to collapse, completely blocking the way back. In this way, even if the guards found out, they would not be able to catch up.
The reason why Song Che stayed at the bottom was that he could speed up the process, but he far underestimated the belief of these women in their desire for redemption. If he didn't use his strength, it would be difficult to keep up with their pace.
The original plan was to escape in half an hour, but in the end it only took three quarters of an hour. When Song Che climbed to the mouth of the well, he was so tired that he was out of breath. A jade hand slowly stretched out in front of his eyes. Lin Yue lay on the mouth of the well and blinked at him, half-smiling but not smiling: "It's only half a day." Time has softened, and you really are still not good at it." Song Che put his jade hand on his face with a wry smile, and climbed up in one go.
He slumped down on the ground, wiping his sweat with his sleeves, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's true that there are only exhausted cows in the world, and there are no fields that have been plowed."
"My benefactor!" All the women, three inside and three outside, knelt down to express their gratitude for the great kindness.
"Girls, please get up quickly. The reason why Song came to the rescue was partly for his own sake. There is no need to express gratitude." Song Che helped the girls up and winked at Lin Yue.
Lin Yue took a piece of white cloth that had been prepared and said to the girls: "Now it has been found out that the people who imprisoned you are the Jia family. This profiteer is covering the sky with one hand in Luoyang City. If you want to sue them, we must Let's work together; in Cuju City, five miles away, the current emperor is watching the game. When the game is over, the emperor will pass by here. When the time comes, you will hold a joint blood letter in hand, stop the emperor and shout grievances. With the emperor's sage, he will be able to repay You must be fair and bring that profiteer to justice!" With tears in their eyes, the women bit their fingers and signed the contract with blood.
Lin Yue urged Song Che again:
"You should go back and change your clothes quickly. The competition is about to end. The emperor has summoned you many times. If you don't go, you will be cheating the emperor." Song Che nodded, without further delay, drove to Cuju City.
After returning to the city, I changed into clean clothes and went to the stands. At this time, the game has entered the last quarter of an hour, and the score is 5 to 3. Looking at the breathless appearance of the players on both sides, you can tell that the game is extremely fierce.
On the highest stand, an old man in 60's wearing a red suit sat peacefully in the middle hall. Behind him were four maids swaying their feather fans, and two old eunuchs holding whisks in their hands. There were dozens of seats on the left and right of the hall, and everyone was sitting there. He is a high-ranking official in imperial robes and purple robes; along the two paths are the imperial guards holding golden swords, who are extremely solemn and rigorous!
Is this the emperor? As a modern person who has only seen the emperor in TV dramas, Song Che was lucky enough to see him in person tonight, and Song Che could not help but feel excited.
Song Che clarified his identity with the guards and was able to enter the stand. When he came to the hall, he bowed and saluted: "Song Che, a common man, is late to answer the imperial edict. Please forgive me!" Emperor Zhao Chong looked at him. Song Che asked for a moment:
"Are you the... leader of Hongxing Society?" It came from the emperor's mouth
The three words "carry the leader" are somewhat shocking. Song Che explained: "Being the leader is a arrogant name for ordinary people. Song Che is just a businessman."
"You are young and promising, you dare to venture and fight hard," Zhao Chong praised, and said with a smile: "I think back in the past, when I was young and strong, I was also a good Cuju player. Unfortunately, now that I am old, I can only sit on this high platform and look. It’s a pity that you young people sweat so much.”
"Yes, yes, when your Majesty was young, his Cuju skills were unparalleled in the world!"
"Your Majesty, you are getting stronger with age. How could you not be the first in the court's Cuju competition?" Civil and military officials all flattered him.
"Hahaha..." Zhao Chong stroked his beard and laughed,
"I have also held some main competitions, but none of them are as exciting as Hongxing Club's Luo Chao. I only regret that I found out too late, otherwise I would not have failed in one competition." He looked at Song Che again: "The style of Cuju, Baili. There is no harm in it. You have to carry it forward. I am very happy tonight... Young man, what reward do you want?"
