Chapter 53 I don’t like it here
Liu Jijiu still had to discuss the details of the memorial with General Cao, so he sent Zhao Yushu back to the academy first. On the way back to the city alone, Zhao Yushu suddenly thought and turned his horse's head, galloping to Wangwan Village, the secret stake of the Shen family.
Although I have traveled through time for a while, my way of thinking cannot be changed in such a short time.
What he had seen with his own eyes made Zhao Yushu confused and even disgusted with the moral standards and social concepts of this era.
For example, the open sale of slaves in ghost towns
For example, Blood Prison directly beat several people into idiots
More importantly, it seems that not many people have expressed a different attitude towards this kind of thing, as if they have long been accustomed to it.
This is not right. I am just lucky that I have hidden in the tallest ivory tower of Baima Academy. As an eagle, can you really not see the ants on the ground?
With some doubts, some expectations, and some panic that unconsciously arose from the bottom of his heart, Zhao Yushu rode faster and faster. The horse ran excitedly on the field path. The village in the distance became more and more obvious under the setting sun.
When he reached the entrance of the village, Zhao Yushu stopped and stared blankly at the village. After a moment, he turned his horse around and left.
At this time, the crowing of cocks and barking of dogs should be heard.
This is the time for children to run and play freely.
At this time, it is time for the village women to collect firewood and cook.
however
The village was quiet, without a trace of smoke, and the yellow earth was a little dark, as if some red liquid had soaked into it.
Zhao Yusheng went towards Dongdu against the wind. The wind was a bit strong and there was a lot of dust. He rubbed his eyes.
Shit like place!
It was already dinner time when Zhao Yushu returned to the academy. He was eating his dinner in a dull mood. He didn't know when Meng Yan sat down opposite him.
"Did Mr. Shen send him back?" Zhao Yushu looked up and asked vaguely with food in his mouth.
"Well, Shen Dabao's reward has been returned, and this is the main reason I came to you." Meng Yan took a piece of rice cake from Zhao Yushu's wooden plate and ate it by himself.
"Huibao Merchants, you are trafficking in human beings, do you know that?"
Meng Yan was stunned. Based on his understanding of Zhao Yushu, his first reaction after hearing his purpose should be to ask him what the reward was. He didn't expect that he would say this sentence.
Meng Yan pondered for a moment and said, "Huibao Merchants mainly seeks servants from foreign races for dignitaries, such as those from Japan or the Western Regions. They dare not touch the Tang people."
"That is to say, you know"
Zhao Yushu paused with his chopsticks for a moment, then continued to eat.
Meng Yan did not answer
"I went to Wangwan Village today, which was the first stop where Shen Qixing was kidnapped. It should be that their four shopkeepers were bribed and revealed the itinerary. Wangwan Village is the smuggling den of the Shen family. They confusedly sent their young master to Yuncheng as a foreign slave."
Meng Yan nodded: "I know, when I went to send Shen Qixing off, Shen Dabao confessed this to me, and the detective has already made a lot of money from him."
"There is no one left in Wangwan Village," Zhao Yushu continued to eat.
Meng Yan's pupils shrank: "What did you say?"
"I don't know who did it. I've read some Tang Dynasty laws before. It seems that smuggling tribute is punishable by fines, imprisonment, and exile. Trafficking in people is punishable by imprisonment, exile, and even beheading. There's nothing wrong with that. I think the people who did it deserve to die, like Shen Dabao, but..."
Zhao Yushu raised his head and said, "Seventy-one households, three hundred and nine people, including seven babies. Do they all deserve to die?"
Meng Yan felt his throat dry. With such high cultivation, why did he feel a little panicked when facing a small scene, especially the questioning of his junior fellow apprentice?
"I will go back and report to my senior brother and give you an explanation."
Zhao Yushu laughed: "What explanation do I have? The dead people have nothing to do with me. In fact, if it weren't for me, they might not have died."
Meng Yan sensed something was wrong: "What do you want to do?"
Zhao Yushu wiped his mouth: "I want to leave the academy"
"what?"
"Don't make a fuss. I finally got into the academy. Maybe I can even get into the Tianji Pavilion, where there are a bunch of awesome brothers and sisters, and an even more awesome master who I don't know how to describe. I would be a fool to quit. I just want to leave the academy, leave Dongdu, and travel around and see the world."
Meng Yan was a little confused: "You mean, going out to travel?"
"I guess so. Maybe I've lived a comfortable life for too long. This world is a little different from what I thought. And when I came back just now, the doorman Qin said that someone from Prince Fu's Mansion came to ask about my portrait. I always feel that it's not safe to stay in the east. It's better to go out for a walk." Zhao Yushu stretched and stood up.
Meng Yan hesitated for a moment: "It's better to ask Senior Brother first."
Zhao Yushu didn't care: "Then go and ask, and come back to give me my share of the reward. When you go out, you always need something to protect yourself."
Meng Yan nodded, waved his folding fan and disappeared
Zhao Yushu walked back to the dormitory slowly, made an appointment with Wang Yuan and Ouyang Wen to have supper together, and then carried the wooden man around to the clinic and returned it to the female doctor in white.
"Hey, you don't want to study anymore?"
"I may have to go out for a while, so I'm afraid I won't have time to study. Of course, I don't plan to continue paying tuition. I'll talk about it when I come back."
The female doctor Wen Wan is a little unhappy. You only earned twenty taels and you ran away. Can you be more persistent?
"But what you taught me is really useful. At least I am pretty good at flying needles." Thinking back to the time when I used flying needles to extinguish the oil lamp in the treasure house, I used some of Wen Wan's techniques, but it was far less fast and accurate than Wen Wan's.
Wen Wan smiled happily: "Of course, my stuff can't be worse, go out and practice well, I'll teach you something else when I come back"
"Okay," Zhao Yushu waved his hand and said goodbye.
On the top floor of the library, the eldest senior brother still stood proudly, his eyes scanning the entire Dongdu: "Is he really going to leave?"
Meng Yan sighed: "Yes, and I feel that he is dissatisfied with us."
"Good thing. If it weren't for this identity, I wouldn't be happy either. So let him go, but don't run around. My wife told me a few days ago that her father received a letter saying that something small happened in the southeast, and he wanted to ask a few academy disciples to go over and help. It's a small matter after all. My father-in-law plans to send a few ordinary disciples a few days later. I plan to let my junior brother go as well, so that we can take care of each other when necessary."
Meng Yan nodded: "What about Wangwan Village?"
The eldest brother's eyes turned cold: "Check"
Meng Yan bowed, turned around and walked downstairs
In the Prince Fu's mansion, Prince Fu's father and daughter and the little Taoist priest were sitting in the hall, waiting for the servants' report.
The steward dressed as an old servant lowered his head and said, "I have found out that the person drawn by the young Taoist priest is indeed the sixth master of the academy."
The young Taoist priest sneered, "That crazy old man is really blind. He looked down on me back then. It was ok for the fourth and fifth masters who came to join the sect later, but now he has accepted such a waste. He is really getting more and more confused as he gets older."
The princess frowned and wanted to refute, but she held back. After all, this Sixth Master had fought with the Little Heavenly Master in the Imperial City and he really couldn't withstand a few moves. He was far less amazing than the other masters.
"Is there any news about Baiyu Tang?" Prince Fu asked casually, and the little Taoist priest's ears immediately perked up.
"I am incompetent. I went to the ghost town to ask, but no one has ever heard of the White Jade Soup. There are a few thieves who claim to be thieves, but they are probably not the one in the treasure house. I will arrest them and wait for the prince to decide."
Prince Fu nodded and said, "Leave it to the little Taoist priest."
The little Taoist priest seemed to be unable to wait any longer, and immediately stood up and asked the steward to lead the way, with a tyrannical light flashing in his eyes.
After the little Taoist priest left, Prince Fu and his daughter looked at each other and looked in the direction where the little Taoist priest left. Their eyes revealed a trace of disdain.