After the Fairy Disappeared Chapter 262

  Chapter 262 Winning and standing in line

   Mrs. Ying did the same.

   Then He Lingchuan.

  He Chunhua stood in front, his expression and tone were dull: "Kowtow to your great-grandfather."

   "Kowtow to your grandfather."

   "Kowtow to your grandmother."

   "Kowtow to your second uncle."

  He Lingchuan also knocked thirty-six times, and was a little dizzy when he stood up. The last nod was to Uncle Jiu, who was He Chunhua's own younger brother, who was only six years old when he was chopped up and abandoned.

  He's main family consisted of 127 people, ranging from 80-year-olds to children down to six years old, except for He Chunhua who survived.

   It's He Yue's turn.

  The two brothers passed each other, He Lingchuan silently mouthed to him: "Be gentle!"

  Rough-skinned and thick-skinned like him, his forehead was red and swollen after kowtowing; He Yue was thin-skinned and tender-skinned, and the housekeeper had to apply medicine to his wound after family sacrifices a few years ago.

  He Yue looked back, expressionless.

   When he knelt down and kowtowed, his voice was no softer than that of He Lingchuan.

  He Chunhua looked at him, but his eyes were out of focus, and he was a little lost in thought.

  He Lingchuan looked at his father, but felt that his expression was hollow and hideous.

  No matter how gentle he looks, the hatred and unwillingness in this man's heart have never faded away.

   After prostrating thirty-six times, He Yue squatted down for a long time before standing up to offer incense.

   Sure enough, blood dripped from his forehead again.

   "Okay, the He family has gone through a catastrophe, and it's time for rebirth." He Chunhua took a long breath, "How did I teach you in the past? For my He family's grievances, to revive the lintel—"

  The brothers of the He family looked at each other and said in unison: "We will be smashed to pieces, and we will die!"

  The person who framed the He family back then is dead, but the He family still died on charges of "accomplices". Because of the dignity and dignity of the royal family, this grievance has not yet been resolved.

  For the past twenty years, He Chunhua has been brooding on his heart and never dared to forget it.

   "Okay, they are all good boys!" His face was excited, and he even closed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a little tear in the corner of his eyes, "Remember and fulfill your oath today!"

  The brothers should of course "yes".

  The butler, Lao Mo, had already prepared ointment, and took care of He Yue's trauma.

  After the incense burns out, the family burns paper money.

  The first ancestor worship ceremony held in a different place is coming to an end. He Lingchuan remembers that he really has to be cautious in his words and deeds today. He can't laugh, drink, or go out to have fun.

  But He Chunhua seemed to have let go of his depression in the ceremony just now, and the low pressure around him disappeared. He patted the shoulders of the two brothers, and said warmly: "Okay, are you hungry? It's time to eat."

   Be a vegetarian on family festival days.

But the atmosphere at the dinner table has calmed down, and Mrs. Ying said to her two sons: "I will ask a tailor to come to the house tomorrow, and I will make at least three sets of new clothes for you." Both sons have grown taller, Old clothes don't fit. "Also, in ten days or so, it will be the Shangsi Festival on March 3rd. There will be a temple fair in the west of the city, and boys and girls will go there."

  Both brothers let out an oh.

After taking a few bites, He Chunhua put down his chopsticks, took out two letters and put them on the table: "These two letters are from Li Shangshu. The first letter was delivered five days ago, and the second letter arrived this morning. Yueer has already I've seen it, Chuan'er, come and take a look."

  The big backer of the Li family finally wrote a letter to the new manager of Xiazhou.

  The Li family has suffered so many grievances under He Chunhua's hands, it would be strange not to cry to Li Shangshu. He Lingchuan knew that one of the reasons why his father didn't let go of his work in Dunyu was that he was more or less afraid of Li Shangshu's reaction.

   After all, they have a high position and weight, and they have direct influence on the monarch.

  Just looking at He Chunhua's relaxed expression, He Lingchuan knew that Li Shangshu's attitude should be good.

  The first letter written by Li Shang has hundreds of words, to the effect that the descendants of the Li family are mediocre and stupid.

  However, Li Zhaoxin died, and his family was so sad that he made a big mistake in his words and deeds, isn't it also excusable?

  After that, Li Shangshu, together with various ministries, raised a total of 20,000 shi of grain and grass to be transported to the north at the court meeting.

  He Chunhua added: "Based on the time, this batch of military supplies will arrive at Dunyu in two days at most. Then we will rest here for a while before sending them to the front line."

   "Word carefully." He Lingchuan shook the letter paper and said intentionally, "I thought Li Shangshu would use his power to suppress others, and ordered my father to release Li Yu."

"Does he dare?" He Chunhua sneered, "it's better to be in charge than to be an official. Xiazhou is now my territory and one of the two front lines that attract the most attention from the royal court. If he dares to bully others at this time, I can directly send his letter to him." Hand it over to the capital and give it to the king for reference. So at this time, he should be nice and not let me catch him."

   Rather than saying that Xiazhou has attracted the attention of all the people, it is better to say that this place is a mudflat, and Wang Ting is fighting on two fronts. If he puts down a pick, no one else can pick it up.

   Li Shangshu dared to pat his chest and guarantee that he would recommend a new manager to Xiazhou, who would be better than He Chunhua?

  So at this time, He Chunhua is not afraid of him.

  He Yue interjected: "The western front is also waiting for food. General Ke asked for food and went to the capital. Li Shangshu raised 20,000 shi of food for the northern front at this time, just to show his father's kindness and want his father to show mercy."

  He Lingchuan cut out: "Old fox, he can still get rations." Rations are the lifeline of soldiers. "Twenty thousand shi of grain is enough to feed Zhao Pan's army for a month."

  This gift is not insignificant. What is annoying is that He Chunhua still wants to give it away, and send it to the north.

   "It won't be 20,000 stones when it's transported here." He Chunhua shook his head, "Forget it, it's a good thing after all."

  He Lingchuan picked up the second letter and looked at it for a few more times, trying not to laugh.

   "This is Li Shangshu's letter after our two great victories passed to the capital, right?" Calculated from the time, it was just right. This Li Shangshu's figure is really soft.

  He Chunhua also had a smile in his eyes: "Yes."

The tone of Li Shangshu's second letter was much warmer than that of the first one. First, he congratulated the new general manager on his first victory, and then encouraged him to continue to work hard. Then he asked him to punish Li's unfilial sons and grandchildren who broke the law. Give him face.

  The finishing touch was left at the end, and Li Shangshu was very pleased. He said that after the traitor Sun Fuping was put to death, he recommended He Chunhua, a hero to the monarch, to be promoted to the governor of Xiazhou.

   "This time I took the credit for myself." He Lingchuan said, "Father, so he recommended you?"

   "It's not that simple, he just participated in it." He Chunhua shook his head, "It's their usual routine to take credit for themselves."

  He Lingchuan's heart moved when he heard it. It sounds like his father knew the situation at that time very well. Was there someone in the court?

   That's right, Dad's social skills have always been excellent and should not be underestimated.

   "Brothers Li Zhi and Li Yu, what is father's plan?"

   "Sentence as you like." He Chunhua said indifferently, "It seems that Li Xiaoliu and Li Shangshu have established a good relationship."

  Li Zhao's two sons are useless, Li Shangshu may want to break his arms to survive, kick out these two obtrusive **** who can only fight inwardly, and then support Li Shuang, the third generation of the Li family, to take charge of the Li family.

  From an overall perspective, this is better for the Li family.

   "The batch of military supplies sent by the royal court must not be delayed, and must be sent to the northern line as soon as possible." He Chunhua said to the eldest son, "Chuan'er, come with me."

  He Lingchuan was taken aback: "Father wants to pay the food himself?"

"Well, I also want to take this opportunity to see the people's sentiments in Xiazhou, and then meet with General Zhao Pan." Xiazhou is Zhao Pan's rear area and supply line. As the new manager, he needs to meet Zhao Pan as soon as possible. Play with. "In addition, Zhao Qinghe told me that the rangers in Xunzhou are still roaming around in the middle of Xiazhou. Maybe there will be a chance to train soldiers this time."

  After dinner, everyone went back to the house to rest, and He Chunhua went into the study.

  Old Mo came to him with a person: "Master, there are people from the capital." After saying that, he withdrew to guard, and closed the study door behind his back.

  This man is a travel-worn man who looks more like an old farmer than a messenger. He took out a letter and a kit from his arms, and offered them with both hands: "Today is the He family's memorial day, and my master asked me to come to Dunyu within today to express my heart."

   "Thanks for your hard work." He Chunhua took the letter, peeled off the wax seal, and opened the letter to read.

  At the end of the letter:

  Strict Lixin.

  He Chunhua took a quick glance, the solemnity on his face eased a little, and he smiled a little: "It seems that the position of national teacher is already in Mr. Yan's pocket."

  Earlier, Marquis Songyang talked with him about the dispute over the vacancy of the national teacher left after Sun Fuping's death, but he did not expect that Director He had actually hooked up with one of the candidates.

  Shi Huan's trip was not in vain.

  Politics is the biggest gamble, as long as you choose the right side, you will benefit for life.

   "My master, thank you for your support."

  Hong Chenglue knew that three guards died in his house, and he would soon become a wanted criminal, so he didn't dare to stick his head out of the window when he left, for fear of being recognized. After all, there are few people in the town, and the neighbors in the neighborhood know each other.

   I don't know how Wu Qing and others managed it. It may also be because the dead people in his yard have not been found yet. The convoy drove out of Bailu Town smoothly without being checked the whole way.

   Going further north, there are fewer and fewer people on the main road.

  Going back for four miles, there is an open-air drinking water shed on the side of the road.

  Most of these sheds are built by the well or the river. Passers-by can drink hot water here, sometimes hot tea, and horses that are tired from walking can also drink water from the trough. Of course, they have to pay.

  Besides the guy pouring water, there are only three people in the drinking shed now. As soon as Wu Qing's convoy arrived, they got on their horses and left.

  Hong Chenglue actually urged him: "Hurry up and pour water, we have to catch up with the three people in front."

  Wu Qing nodded, went down and filled two skins of hot water, and urged the coachman to hurry, all the while hanging behind the three riders leisurely.

   After walking another two miles, there was no one else on the road.

  Hong Chenglue untied a horse himself, and rode on to catch up.

  The three of them were discussing the matter of apprehending the wandering criminals, when they heard the sound of hoofbeats and turned around, the leader was the wandering boy, surnamed Chen, who had previously executed the boy who stole food in the town.

  (end of this chapter)

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