Chapter 143: It's a sad story
"Miss Ai, you just stay in the inn, I have paid for the room and board, the limelight has been in the limelight in recent days, it is best not to show up, and when I am busy with business affairs, I will arrange for you to leave Luoyang."
Song Che sent Cao Lin back to the inn, gave him a word of advice, and then hurried to the Anyang Palace.
Yesterday, Cai Mao promised that officials would be sent to order the goods today, and he, as the boss, had to keep an eye on it personally.
When Song Che arrived at the palace, two officials of the Du Branch, wearing green official uniforms, had already begun to count the goods.
Princess Han brought the little county lord and Lin Yue, as well as seven or eight domestic servants to help.
"Song has hoarded goods here, which has already disturbed the purity of the palace, how dare he bother the princess and the county lord." Song Che wanted to step forward to stop it.
Han Xiang said with a smile: "When I was doing business before, Mr. Song said that only by exercising more can we be healthy, and our mother and son stay in the palace all day long, sleeping, eating, and sleeping, and finally find some work to do, so Mr. should not be polite." β
Song Che didn't want to say more, and joined the ranks of counting the goods.
"Look at these materials from Jiangnan, I can't find anything better than it in Luoyang." Han Xiang stroked the silk and unabashedly praised.
Song Che said with a smile: "When we do business, we have always added more and not reduced materials, and when this batch of goods is counted, all the rest will be given to the princess." β
Han Xiang was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, "Then I'll be disrespectful." β
"I'm afraid you'll be able to make a lot of oil and water after you do this business, right?" Lin Yue glanced at Song Che.
These rough people who dance with swords and swords just don't listen to what they say! What is fishing? It's clearly above board!
Song Che didn't want to expose his money, so he said lightly: "It's a small business, and it's not profitable." β
Lin Yue said again: "Doing business with the royal family is still a small business, you are too modest."
"Uh, that Lord Zhang, how many pieces of cloth did you order? Have you noticed any fading defects? β
It's impossible to ignore her!
"So far, ten cars have been ordered, all of them are very good, all of them are very good......"
The two foreigners sent by the Du Branch Division, one surnamed Zhang and the other surnamed Zheng, Xu was because the princess was helping on the side, and the two of them only lowered their heads to order the goods, and they never dared to look up.
Lin Yue ignored it, snorted lightly, turned his head and asked Han Xiang: "Madam, how much do you think this yard is worth?" β
Han Xiang shook his head, "I'm not a businessman, where do I know how to valuate." β
"Princess!" Zhang Yuanwai immediately leaned over, flipped through the booklet and told truthfully: "This batch of goods has a total of 300,000 fine silks and 50 fine pearls, and the total price is ...... 1,200,000 guan. β
Zheng Yuanwai also hurriedly came over to salute and added: "Because he is an imperial businessman, he does not collect taxes, and it is a full 1.2 million yuan." β
Song Che scolded in his heart, stepping on a horse, two sycophants who fought on the street, and explained it clearly to my old man......
"One million and two hundred thousand!"
In the entire courtyard, I am afraid that only the ignorant little county lord did not show a shocked look.
Lin Yue looked at Song Che from beginning to end, his eyes changed in essence, and he sighed lightly: "How dare you be so rich......
Even the princess sighed: "Think about my family's prince, a year's income is only more than 10,000 yuan, Mr. Song's batch of goods can be worth my family's income for one hundred and twenty years." β
A servant crossed his fingers and looked at the sky: "I have 500 yuan a month, 60 yuan a year, 60 yuan a year, 10 years 60 yuan, this 1.2 million yuan ......"
He had a bitter face, and he was about to cry when he looked at the princess: "Madam, according to this calculation, the little one has to be a slave for you for 200,000 years to earn so much!" β
This...... A sad story indeed.
Song Che smiled and patted the servant's shoulder, "Little brother, you should think so, if you and my money are together, we will be the richest man in Suzhou!" β
The servant smiled bitterly and said: "Thanks to the Song officials, you are so rich, and you still call me little brother, I am in a better mood suddenly." β
"Uh, hehe, hehe...... I think we'd better order something. β
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Everyone worked together, and finally counted the goods before dark, the pearls were fifty hundreds, a total of 300,000 and 33 pieces of silk, and the extra fraction Song Che was given to Princess Han.
The clerk and the outside man stamped the official seal on the deed in duplicate, and Song Che pressed the handprint, each holding a copy as a certificate.
"Yesterday, Lord Cai also told Boss Song that after the New Year's coins are put into the warehouse, the Du Branch Division will send the deed to the household department, and it will be approved in two or three days at most, and Boss Song can go to the Jinju Academy with the deed in your hand to get the flying money ticket."
"I take the liberty to ask the two adults again, when will this batch of New Year's coins be shipped to Xiqiang after they are put into storage?" Song Che asked.
The staff wailang shook his head one after another, "We are just petty officials who are on errands, and we are not qualified to know about the affairs of the court, but for now, the Duzhi Division has not received the exact news of the transfer of Xiqiang." β
There is no definite information, which means that the matter is still being negotiated.
Dijon is about to break through the pass, what is the court still hesitating about?
"Mr. Song, it's dark this day, you might as well stay for a light meal, I asked Lin Mei to perform a sword dance for you, it's pleasing to the eye." Han Xiang warmly invited.
The little county lord also tugged at Song Che's sleeve, and said in a milky voice: "Uncle Song, the juice made by others is not as delicious as what you make, Tan'er wants to drink the juice you make." β
In this case, it is not polite for Song Che to refuse, "Then Song is disrespectful-"
"Madame! Madame! β
Before Song Che's words fell, a family member hurriedly ran over:
"A team of officials came from outside the palace, carrying shackles and iron cables, and said that it was ...... He said he was coming to arrest a man named Chen Rencai! β
"Ridiculous!"
Han Xiang said: "Where is there a person surnamed Chen in the palace, these officials of Luoyang Mansion, corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and market bullies don't go to arrest them, but they come to the palace to spread wildness!" β
The family glanced at Song Che, "The arresting head came with official documents and portraits, and the appearance on the portraits is very similar to that of Song Gongzi......"
Song Che had only used Chen Rencai's pseudonym in the Red Mansion, so he didn't have to think about it to know who the troublemaker was.
"They're here to arrest me, and this has nothing to do with Madame, I'll just go with them."
"Mr. Song, slow down!" Han Xiang stopped Song Che, "I don't know what the reason is, but I believe that Mr. Song is a good person...... It's better to have someone take you out the back door, and I have my own way to let them go. β
If he got the money, Song Che would really run away, but now that the deed has just been signed, if this false charge is not eliminated, it will cause more trouble.
"The body is not afraid of the shadow, one person does things and one person is responsible, princess, please stay, I can go by myself."
Song Che strode towards the outside of the palace.
There are eight catchers waiting outside the house, and the poor people in the capital are different from the local bastard shoes, wearing a neat and neat round-necked gown, tied with a black cowhide belt, with a gold-handled horizontal knife, holding a long spear stick, each more than eight feet high, and the shoulders are resistant to iron locks and shackles.
Song Che stepped forward stubbornly, "I am Chen Rencai, dare to ask me what I have done?" Need so many people to get me? β
A burly bearded man with a golden knife showed Song Che an arrest warrant, "Someone accuses you of murder, if there is a grievance, the court will explain it." β
"Then I'll just go with you, but can you put the shackles away, I look at it."
"If you don't do bad things, how can you get hairy? You're a murderer, and you must be handcuffedβ"
"Wrong, I'm a murder suspect, not a murderer, and the difference is a thousand miles."
"If you are clever and go to court, you will be able to discern yourself."
The official sent Song Che to put on shackles and escorted him to Luoyang Mansion.
Night.
The government was brightly lit, and the public hall was solemn.
Song Che has also entered many public courts, but this one in front of him is the largest and most spacious, there are thirty-two servants holding sticks on the left and right, and the fierce appearance with wide-eyed eyes is like a clay sculpture in the Yama Palace;
Sitting in the high hall is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a purple official uniform is enough to show his dignity, looking at his face carefully, whether it is Shen Yun or facial features, he is five or six points similar to He Qiu, and he is definitely his own father and son.
Under the public hall, there was a corpse covered with a white cloth, and the few people kneeling next to the corpse were Jia Dai and the dogs who had met in the Red Chamber last night.
"My lord, the murderer Chen Rencai has been brought!"
"Dutou, I've told you many times, I'm a murder suspect, not a murderer, I haven't killed anyone at all."
"Smack!"
There was a startling sound.
The majestic voice rose and awe.
"Chen Rencai, Jia Dai sued you for killing his servant with an unknown firearm in the ninth month of the Red Mansion last night, and you can confess!"