Before midnight, nearly a hundred large ships came from the river.
The shopkeeper stood at the door with his hands behind his hands, looking at the big ships with dozens of neighbors.
On the pier, the handymen and laborers were ready to start work as soon as the ship docked.
Two women returning from shopping for groceries saw the men on the riverside and came up to find their husbands in the crowd. By the way, they talked about what happened on the Fireworks Street last night.
Two people died, one on the roof and one in the house.
The man in black is on the roof, and a prostitute is in the house.
Prostitutes are dying every day, and they feel it is not enough.
But this man in black had something to say, and everyone was attracted to him for a while.
"A man and a woman ran away!" The woman lowered her voice, "The government officials are arresting them! I heard that they are from Emperor Tianding's side, that Song Zhiyi!"
Mrs. Ding, the wife of the innkeeper, had just come out of the side door of the inn. When she heard the sound, her ears stood up high.
The words "a man and a woman" that had not been heard before came to her ears, as well as the following sentence, "the government people are arresting".
"A man and a woman..." She whispered, raising her head and looking up at the inn.
"And there is a reward, but we are illiterate and can't read. To offer a reward of silver, you have to read the notice board at the entrance of Jinfufang!"
"By the way, I heard that a little girl ran away. The little girl had wings, as if she could fly, jumping up and down..."
Ding couldn't listen to these next words.
A man and a woman, Song Zhiyi's people, still have a reward.
There was a man and a woman here last night, and the girl had an accent from Yong'an. Yong'an was once the capital of the Daqian Kingdom and is now the capital of the Daping Dynasty. Since she is from Yong'an, she might be from Song Zhiyi.
Regardless of whether a man and a woman came last night, she felt that she needed to go to the government to tell them, after all, they were from outside.
In this current situation, if something were to happen, what would they do to save their lives?
Thinking about it, she turned around and went back, preparing to change into simpler clothes and go out on the street.
The topic brought by the two women did not last long, and everyone's eyes turned back to the mighty ships coming against the wind on the river.
Today's scale was larger than the previous days. On dozens of ships, what they saw were not boxes of goods, but soldiers wearing jackets and tassels.
The flags were flying wildly in the river wind, and the soldiers were lined up horizontally and vertically, orderly and solemn.
The voices on the shore gradually became quieter, and more and more people came to the river. Everyone looked at the soldiers and did not dare to speak louder.
Upstairs in the inn, Zhi Changle's door and window were opened just a tiny crack.
He was watching too, but he could only watch quietly.
One big ship after another passed by, and the river wind blew throughout the world. Zhi Changle suddenly felt a little sad.
The most glorious moment for a soldier is not only when he returns from a victorious battle, but also when he stands tall and heroic without anger, attracting the attention and awe of thousands of people.
Zhi Changle felt nostalgic, but also a little disgusted and repelled.
Only at this moment, he could understand why many men are warlike and eager to conquer.
But fighting is not a good thing after all.
Tian Dayao was a fierce man, harsh in governing the army, tortured a lot externally, and was fond of killing.
This fierce style seriously affected all the cities captured by Tian Dayao.
After Cheng Miaode's body was delivered to the government, the government posted a notice and cut his body into pieces at the same time.
Hanging human heads high in the market has been an old tradition among "Tian Dayao people".
Ms. Ding walked a long way to the entrance of Jinfufang. After reading the notice, she realized that the people around her were pointing. She followed their pointing and saw the head in the distance. She was so frightened that she quickly prayed with her hands.
If you chant incessantly about the gods, all ghosts will flee, your home will be safe, and evil spirits will not disturb you.
At this time, a cry came.
Not only Ding, but also everyone around her gathered around.
The one who was sobbing loudly was a sixteen-year-old girl. She knelt on the ground and begged the master in the government office to make the decision.
Beside her is a body covered with white cloth.
Behind her, there was an older woman pulling her, beating and scolding her while pulling her. It sounded like she was her mother.
"Ms. Xinyu of Jingyun Pavilion who died last night was her biological sister!" someone whispered.
"Looking at my family, they look quite innocent, so how can I become a prostitute?"
"That's right, if you die, you will die. How dare you make trouble? In the current situation, can such a thing be brought to the table?"
Mrs. Ding listened to them and couldn't help but interject: "It's just a bitch to get money, you don't understand this!"
Someone who looks like he can make the decision has come out of the government office.
The older woman became even more anxious when she saw this, and tried her best to pull the crying girl on the ground to leave.
The girl refused to leave, so he beat her all over her head and face, pulling her clothes until they were deformed.
"Master Qingtian, make the decision for me, make the decision for my sister!" The girl endured the pain, cried and crawled forward on her knees.
The only person who came out was a secretary. Seeing that there were more and more people watching, he waved to the yamen servants on the side and motioned to carry the body in quickly and bring the people in as well.
The woman still resisted and kept saying that she didn't want to cause trouble to the official and would leave now.
The government officials nearby became irritated and pulled her away and threw her to the ground.
"If you don't want to come in, don't come in!" a government official shouted, and he and his companions lifted the stretcher with the body lying on it.
The girl followed Si Lu into the Yamen. Si Lu threw her and the body in the lobby and went to the back to get busy.
There were not many government guards in the lobby, and instead of standing guard strictly, they were sitting around talking casually.
The girl knelt beside the body and waited and waited, but nothing came.
She looked at a government guard: "Master..."
The guards seemed unable to hear and continued talking to their companions.
"Master!" the girl raised her voice.
Several government guards finally responded, but they just glanced at her and ignored her, continuing to talk as usual.
After another half an hour passed, the girl moved her numb legs and looked at the government guard who was passing the time over there.
What was more numb than her legs was her expression.
After taking a moment, she lowered her head and looked at the corpse beside her, her eyes swollen from crying.
At this time, there was movement outside the government office gate.
The girl didn't even think about turning back.
When several government guards who were idle heard the noise, they stood up and ran towards the door.
"Hey," a middle-aged man's voice sounded, "What are you doing?"
"Sir, she's here to complain." A yamen guard said, briefly explaining her situation.
"Crying injustice, what about Chen Yongming?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Master Chen has been very busy lately..." the Yamen Guard replied.
The middle-aged man nodded and walked towards the lobby.
The government guards hurriedly followed.
"Girl," the middle-aged man said gently, "please tell me slowly, I can make the decision for you."
The girl raised her head. She saw a middle-aged man with gentle eyebrows, a slightly flat nose, and a smile on his lips.
The girl moved her lips and subconsciously asked in a mute voice: "My lord, who is..."
"My surname is Xin, my single name is Shun." The middle-aged man said with a smile.
"Sir Xin Shun," the girl immediately kowtowed, "please make the decision for me!"
