In the next three days, Luoyang changed.
Not only has the climate changed, but the atmosphere in the city has also changed.
It was a gray day, dark clouds were pressing over the city, and a storm was coming.
The trial of the Jia family also came as scheduled——
After the emperor's order, Luoyang Prefecture arrested the three Jia brothers that night, along with their servants, disciples, and property. Anyone related to the word "Jia" was caught.
Through the evidence provided by Song Che and the joint testimonies of the female family members, the seventeen principal criminals headed by Jia Dai were sentenced to be beheaded for human trafficking, loan sharking, taking human lives, forcing girls into prostitution, tax evasion and other serious crimes, and their bodies were hung at the city gate for three days as a warning. People in the world should serve as a warning.
As soon as the announcement of the major case came out, it caused a sensation in the entire capital. In order to protect himself, Master Jia immediately cut off the relationship with his godson, claiming that he was completely ignorant, and took the initiative to admit his mistake to the emperor.
The emperor thought that Grand Master Jia was old and that he was an old minister in the court and the crown prince's grand master, so he deprived him of the power of the prime minister and retained his title. He pretended to resign and return to his hometown to become an official, but in fact he drove him out of Luoyang.
Luoyang Prefecture investigates a human trafficking cargo ship, but the source of the "supply" is obviously cunning, and even Jia Dai and others do not know its origin.
As for the superior of the Jia family, everyone knows who it is, but so what? If you are weak, you will be beaten, and if you are beaten, you must stand at attention.
Given Grand Master Jia's power in the court for many years, as long as he is not dead, this huge chain of interests will not be broken; and even if he dies, someone will take over again.
Song Che knew very well that people who waded through muddy water would be contaminated even if they struggled to escape.
This seemingly prosperous city, but full of potholes, is as far away as possible.
The third day, night.
The amnesty letter from the Ministry of Rites was delivered to Cuju City as promised, and all the thirteen female relatives of the Red Mansion who participated in the war for Hongxing Society were freed from their lowly status.
Like Nangong Yue, Song Che gave them a three-year contract. Luo Chao still needs her beauty next season.
For the more than a thousand female relatives who were trafficked to Luoyang, Luoyang Mansion gave each of them a resettlement fee and chartered eight large ships for them to be personally escorted home by the Forbidden Army.
On the fourth day, thunder was rolling, dark clouds covered the sun, and a storm was coming.
Song Che converted all the profits he earned in Luoyang City into flying money in the past two months, and then pushed his wheelbarrow and rushed to the Dongcheng Pier accompanied by his female relatives.
Passing by the city gate, more than a dozen heads hanging on the city wall were swaying in the wind. Jia Dai's head was particularly eye-catching. Even crows liked to eat its meat, and it was chewed beyond recognition.
"It's a pity that the heads of the Jia family and his son were not hung up. If there were more of them, the scenery would be perfect." Lin Yue sighed.
Song Che smiled and said: "Those who do bad things will suffer retribution sooner or later. Immortal things tend to live longer, but the longer they live, the more miserable their death will be."
At Luoyang Pier, the autumn wind sees off passengers.
More than a dozen peerless beauties, with swaying dresses and flying hair, were so graceful that it would be difficult to see them in the Red Mansion. As soon as they stepped onto the pier, they attracted the attention of countless people. Not only were the men stunned, but also the women were envious.
Song Che sighed inwardly. He wanted to leave quietly, but now it was better because everyone was staring at him.
"Song Che...look at the weather, it's going to rain heavily. Why don't you stay in Luoyang for a few more days and go back after the rain clears up?"
Lin Yue once again spoke out to persuade him to stay. From last night to now, she has stayed with people more than once.
Song Che looked at the gray sky. He didn't know how long the autumn rain would last. The reason why he left was that he didn't want to cause trouble to others, and he wanted to return home as fast as he could and he really missed his wife.
He didn't say much, just shook his head.
"Since we have to say goodbye, how about writing another poem?" Nangong Yue looked at her sincerely. She is different from Lin Yue in being straightforward, but she is more emotional than Lin Yue. Often a poem can make her eyes wet with tears.
Song Che also handed over all the business of Hongxing Society to Nangong Yue. She was very smart and had the style of a shopkeeper. Maybe she also has special feelings, but her gentle and reserved personality only allows her to bury this feeling deep in her heart.
Nothing could be better than this:
"There are close friends in the sea, and they are as close to each other as neighbors. Inaction is on the wrong road, and children share the same fate."
After reciting the poem, Nangong Yuedang's eyes turned red and she asked urgently: "Song Che, do we still have the chance to have fun together, sing poetry and wine together?"
At this time, the ship boss’s urging came from the dock:
"For those who haven't boarded the ship yet, please hurry up. It's going to rain heavily soon. We need to arrive in Bianjing before the water rises today!"
"Next year's Luoyang Super League spring game, if you plan well, maybe I will take the time to come and take a look."
No need to say goodbye, we will meet again in the future.
Song Che waved to the female relatives, pushed the wheelbarrow and boarded the passenger ship.
"Boom!"
The thunder that had been building up for a long time finally sounded.
While the autumn wind was singing, heavy rain came.
"Ding ding dong dong..."
Raindrops pounded on the river as the passenger ship left the dock.
The girls stood on the pier, not moving despite the rain and wind, and sent their benefactors affectionately.
Lin Yue couldn't help but burst out with emotion. She ran along the shore in the rain and shouted loudly to the boat: "Song Che, when the prince comes back from business, I will resign from him and come to Suzhou to find you..."
Song Che shouted on the boat: "Stop chasing me, the rain is getting heavier and heavier!"
Lin Yue did not stop, but the rushing water and the rapid rain pulled the two people further and further away. Gradually, they became invisible and the sound faded away.
Parting with regret is for a better encounter next time;
The misty farewell is exactly the most sincere feeling.
…
"Crash..."
It was pouring rain incessantly.
The river water was swelling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the passenger ship was shaking and bumping in the wind and rain, as if it was about to be tipped over at any time.
In the cabin, Song Che had to hold on to the table and chairs to steady himself, and water dripped from the ceiling from time to time.
No wonder there are only a few guests on such a big ship. The locals really know the climate of Luoyang better than the outsiders.
Reluctantly, the passenger ship can stop at the pier at the site for a while, and then set sail again when the wind and rain subside. Unexpectedly, this wait lasted all morning.
The passenger ship resumed sailing at noon, but the river was very turbulent after the flood, and the ship could not go too fast. The original plan was to arrive in Bianjing before dark, but now it seems that at least two more updates are needed.
Just be afraid, once you reach Bianjing, no passenger ship will dare to go down to the south of the Yangtze River. If you go by land, it will take more than a thousand miles.
This return journey is destined to be difficult.
In the afternoon, the rain stopped for a while, but the dark clouds in the sky did not disperse. Sooner or later, the storm would come again.
Song Che took advantage of the stability of the boat and rested for a while. When he was shaken awake again, night had quietly fallen.
The passenger ship was shaking violently, and my stomach was churning. If it kept rocking like this, I would be vomiting out the food I had eaten three days ago.
Song Che planned to get out of the cabin to get some air, but before he could go out, there was a faint and fierce voice above his head:
"You are boarding the ship tonight to seek personal revenge! If you don't want to die, just stay the hell away!"
"Uncle...Uncle, I...we don't have many guests on board, you...please let us go!"
"No nonsense, have you ever seen this man! He is about twenty-four or five years old, about eight feet tall, wearing a dark blue robe, and his hair is shorter than ordinary people!"
Song Che compared the image described by the man, looked down at his clothes, and touched his hair... Isn't this just me? !
