"Thousands of people wrote in blood and complained to His Majesty in front of the emperor. The common people held Luochao to show their character. Logically, they should not ask for extravagant rewards, but the common people would never dare to refuse what your Majesty wants to give."
Song Che said, pointing to the female relatives running on the court: "These female courtesans in Hongxing Society are all official prostitutes in the Red Mansion. Most of them were implicated in crimes committed by their fathers. The ordinary people here boldly ask Your Majesty to reward them. Give it a chance to be a good person."
"Oh? No wonder the person holding the ball is very familiar to me. It was only after you reminded me that I recognized her."
Zhao Chong shook his head and sighed: "When the Hongxing team came on the field, I and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were surprised. How could it be a group of women? After watching the game, I realized that the women of our Liang Dynasty are not inferior to the men, hahaha..."
"Your Majesty, yes!"
"Not inferior to men, not inferior to men..."
"Okay! I will grant your request and grant them freedom from music. In addition, I will reward you with another ten thousand taels of gold and give you the golden signboard of Hongxing Society. Such a wonderful competition must not be held only once." .”
"Your Majesty, rest assured that the Luoyang Super League has two seasons a year and will restart in the spring of next year. And Luoyang is only the first stop. In the future, it can develop to Bianjing, Nanjing, Beijing, and even Xiazhou Road to participate !”
"Very good, very good!"
"Clang!"
With the sound of the gong, the final officially ended, and the Royal Cuju team won the championship without any surprise.
Song Che originally planned to hold an awards ceremony, but the total prize money totaled more than one hundred thousand taels, which was more than the emperor's reward. This was a bit offensive to the Holy Power, so he simplified the complexity and gave a few simple words:
"...Then, next spring when the flowers bloom, we'll see you in Cuju City!"
Amid cheers and applause, Luo Chao came to a successful conclusion. Emperor Zunjia was the first to leave the stage, and Song Che followed as a farewell person.
Among the civil and military officials accompanying the emperor, they were all of third rank or above. He Xuanzhang, the Yin of Luoyang Prefecture, was also among them, but Taishi Jia was nowhere to be seen.
Driving a car, with three thousand forbidden troops leading the way, and the Golden Sword Ouchi guards accompanying them, it was not easy to rush to the front of the formation.
"Where did this cunning woman come from, how dare she interfere with the holy driver!"
"The women of the people have grievances to redress, and we beg the Holy One to make the decision with us!"
For a time, cries resounded throughout the countryside, and the team had to stop.
"Where did the crying come from?" Zhao Chong's voice came from inside the dragon carriage.
The old eunuch waiting outside the car informed: "Your Majesty, it seems that a group of wilderness village women are coming in front. The middle road is blocking the way, and they are shouting to ask Your Majesty to redress their grievances."
But he said in the car: "I'm a little tired today. Since I want to redress my grievances, just ask them to go to Luoyang Mansion. Let's send them away."
The old eunuch then stepped forward to give the order. Song Che saw that the situation was not good. Indeed, it was not easy for the emperor's chariot to approach, but he had neglected this point.
In desperation, he gritted his teeth and wanted to come forward to plead in person. Unexpectedly, the Imperial Army suddenly stepped aside——
Princess Han held up a book of alchemy, held the princess in hand, and led the other girls towards the dragon chariot.
Lin Yue, who was standing next to the princess, winked at Song Che.
Song Che gave them a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart. The wit of Heroine Lin and the charisma of Princess Han are undoubtedly the best among women!
"Father, I, my concubine, have come with the elixir book given by the emperor to plead the grievances of this suffering woman!"
After Princess Han finished speaking, she knelt down together with a thousand other women.
"This..." The old eunuch hurriedly stepped forward to help Han Xiang up, took the alchemy book in her hand and put it into the dragon carriage.
After a moment, the car door opened, and Zhao Chong stepped out. At first glance, he was wearing ragged clothes and disheveled hair, and his brows suddenly furrowed.
"grandfather!"
The princess screamed and climbed onto the carriage shaft.
Zhao Chong's frown disappeared, and he said "Hey" kindly, and took his granddaughter into his arms, rubbing his face and being affectionate, "My precious granddaughter has grown so big, grandpa can hardly hold her."
The princess didn't accept life at all. She pulled Zhao Chong's beard and pouted: "Grandpa, those sisters and aunts are so pitiful. They were bullied by bad people. Grandpa, can you help them?"
Zhao Chong smiled and said "Okay", then turned to look at the girls: "What grievances do you have?"
The women brought the cloth and opened it in front of Zhao Chong. More than a thousand bright red names composed a blood book three feet long. Everyone who saw it was shocked and sighed.
"Your Majesty!" the woman cried bitterly: "We are all refugees from the south who suffered from the Japanese invasion. We were deceived by gangsters to Luoyang, and were later imprisoned and tortured by the Jia family. Fortunately, with the help of kind people, we escaped from the culvert. Escape from death! The women of the country knew very well that the Jia family was only hiding in Luoyang, so they took advantage of the holy chariot passing by and wrote thousands of blood letters, asking Your Majesty to make the decision for us to redress our grievances!"
Most of them heard the word "Jia Family", and the civil and military officials were happy and worried, with different expressions.
Zhao Chong's face was expressionless, but he was not angry. He called softly: "He Xuanzhang."
Luoyang Prefecture Yin He Xuanzhang immediately knelt in front of the chariot, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, forgive me, I really don't know about this!"
Zhao Chong's voice became colder: "You know now?"
He Xuanzhang trembled: "I...I...I understand."
"Give me an answer within three days. If not, you can choose a place to move to your left."
Zhao Chong smiled, put down the princess, and stroked her head. With the other hand, he pointed at the civil and military officials and sighed: "My granddaughter, these dog slaves think that grandpa is old and doesn't have many days left, so he exerts all his strength." The child was jumping around, but little did he know that I just turned a blind eye."
Then, he slowly turned his head and whispered to the officials: "I'm not dead yet."
More than fifty accompanying officials knelt down at the same time, their heads lowered and their ears lowered, not daring to take a breath.
In ancient times, the average age of emperors was only thirty-seven years old, but Zhao Chong was already in his sixties. He had been in power for more than thirty years. How could he be a foolish emperor who did not know what was right and wrong?
"Go back to the palace."
The dragon carriage set off again. After the emperor had gone far away, all the officials dared to get up and left in disgust.
Song Che stopped someone casually and asked with a smile: "Sir, do you know Grand Master Jia?"
"Hey, hey, Moti, Moti, I'm not familiar with him!"
"Sir, do you know Jia——"
"Go! Go! Go!"
For a time, the word "Jia" became a taboo that should never be mentioned.
Among the officials, the one who suffered the most was He Xuanzhang, the Yin of Luoyang Prefecture. On top was the prince, below were the common people, and in the middle was Taishi Jia, but he was the law enforcer.
"Uncle, do you still remember me?" Song Che called out to the lost He Xuanzhang.
He Xuanzhang glanced at Song Che and sighed: "Did my nephew come to see my joke?"
"When I first arrived in Luoyang, my nephew borrowed his uncle's family letters and made a lot of conveniences. My son He Qiu is also a good friend of mine. I should share my uncle's troubles both emotionally and logically."
Song Che smiled and took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to He Xuanzhang: "I have helped you sort out the entire case, and I have also helped you detain two tainted witnesses. I am also sending people to keep an eye on the Jiangnan cargo ship that colluded with them. The Jia family All the criminal evidence of the brothels and gambling houses under his command, loan sharking, forcing girls into prostitution, etc. are recorded in this letter;
Including how to deal with the relationship between Taishi Jia and his godson, I also wrote in the letter. If my uncle trusts his nephew, he can refer to it. "
He Xuanzhang took the envelope dully: "This -"
"But I want to make it clear that this letter is a personal letter from a junior to an elder. It has nothing to do with any political struggle. It is regarded as a return of a favor to my uncle."
If He Xuanzhang can be the governor of Luoyang, he must not be a fool. He should understand the meaning of his words.
Song Che said no more, clasped his fists and turned to leave.
How beautiful the moonlight is tonight!
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