Chapter 258 The He Family’s Injustice

While this man was too busy to keep his feet off the ground, He Lingchuan became his boss. In addition to practicing hard, he went out hunting with his bodyguards and rock wolves every three days.

It had only been three months since Emperor Liujian appeared in the world, and there were still new monsters making trouble in Xiazhou, so He Lingchuan took his new subordinates to do his old job in the Panlong Dreamland.

Shan Youjun and Jiao Tai found a few more heroes for him, and they just gathered a guard of twenty people. The best way to test the quality is, of course, to put it into actual combat immediately.

In five days, they killed seven monsters, and the guard was reduced to eighteen people.

One injured his leg and the other lost his life.

He Lingchuan offered generous compensation and then sighed. These are powerful thugs that Shan Youjun guarantees by patting his chest, and their quality is much higher than that of Xiazhou soldiers. But judging from the actual combat in the past few days, compared with He Lingchuan's patrol team in Panlong's Dream, they were still far behind.

It seems that there is still a long way to go.

On the contrary, Li Qingge heard that he was selecting his personal guards, so he recommended a disciple from Songyang Mansion to him. He had a high level of martial arts and was good at construction.

He Lingchuan needed such a versatile person, so he accepted it. Looking back, he saw that there were military doctors (monkeys) and logistics troops in this team, and the configuration was quite luxurious.

It would be nice to have another flying scout.

On this day, after getting rid of a nest of bat monsters that specialized in sucking the blood of young children, He Lingchuan led his team back to Dunyu and suddenly felt a slight chill on his face.

It's raining?

He looked up in shock, only to see tiny snowflakes mixed with traces of rain falling from the sky, making everyone's clothes and hair wet, and the horses' manes wet.

They happened to pass by Qinghu Lake, but they saw that the ice on the shore had melted, and the floating algae had sprouted a few green buds. Schools of fish came up against the broken ice, and the water surface was covered with fish mouths that could not open and close.

Only then did He Lingchuan suddenly realize that spring had truly arrived.

The wind blowing in the face has receded a little bit of coldness and replaced it with a little moisture, which is completely different from the chill of winter.

Back at He's house, He Lingchuan heard He Yue's voice before he walked into the inner courtyard gate.

The family of three plus him was complete.

He Yue, who was usually too busy to be seen, was rarely at home today. He Lingchuan found that this boy seemed to have grown taller again, but he had lost weight, probably because he worked too hard at the state capital.

"Dad, you are treating child labor harshly." He complained to his second son.

He Chunhua chuckled, smiling but not smiling.

He Lingchuan sat down with his horse and Jin Dao, and Mrs. Ying said to him: "I don't know how to change my clothes, all the dust has been brought in!" He only changed his boots, and there were still mud spots on the corners of his clothes.

He Chunhua asked him: "What kind of monster was removed today?"

Of course he knew what his eldest son was doing these days. The township officials also came to report that Mr. He had helped eliminate harm to the local area, and the villagers were very grateful.

Going out for hunting can also build a good reputation for slaying demons for the people, which is very cost-effective.

"A nest of big-eared bat monsters that specializes in feeding on the blood of young children." He Lingchuan smiled, "There are not many of them, only about thirty. Shan Youjun took them home and planned to roast them."

Mrs. Ying frowned: "Is that food edible?"

Why not? It smells like grilled chicken. He Lingchuan chuckled: "On what day is the whole family here?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized something was wrong, because behind his father, He Yue winked at him desperately, as if his eyelids were cramped, while Mrs. Ying had a look of astonishment on her face.

As for He Chunhua, it turned cloudy and overcast, and it was so heavy that it seemed like water was dripping.

"Okay, what an unfilial descendant, how dare you forget what day today is?"

Normally, even if He Chunhua disliked his eldest son, he would never call him "unfilial". He Lingchuan secretly thought to himself, what big mistake did he make?

He Yue stood beside his father and kept giving him reminders, making a gesture of burning incense and paying homage to him, and bowed at least three times.

"How can I?" He Lingchuan laughed dryly, "Of course I remember that today I want to pay tribute to..."

He Yue shook his head crazily.

Not respectful? That is "worship..."

He Yue nodded, pointing his finger directly to the sky.

"……sky?"

He Yue rolled his eyes continuously, with an expression of "You're finished."

He Chunhua suddenly turned his head and happened to see his expression, and his eyebrows jumped involuntarily.

The two boys have grown up, dare to cheat in front of him?

While he was looking back, He Lingchuan's mind raced and he frantically recalled what was so special about today.

By the way, He Chunhua just scolded him as an "unfilial descendant". This scolding was very special.

In addition, today is the "Spring Equinox" solar term, and the plan for the year lies in spring. The story in spring... what the hell happened in spring!

He searched frantically in his original body's sea of ​​consciousness.

Perhaps he had been too diligent in dreaming about Panlong City recently, and his spiritual consciousness was getting stronger, and he actually found out the answer among the numerous memories!

Mrs. Ying coughed slightly and wanted to help her eldest son out of trouble. But He Lingchuan had already said first: "Today is family memorial day, dad, I don't dare to forget it!"

He Chunhua turned his head and snorted coldly: "I've been fooling around all day!"

It can be seen that He Lingchuan answered correctly.

This is the most important day of the year for the He family, and the original person never dares to neglect it.

He Yue and Mrs. Ying both secretly let out a sigh of relief.

No wonder before he went out to slay the demon this morning, his father told him that he must be back before evening. He Lingchuan didn't think much about it at that time and agreed immediately.

Every family has a festival day, but the He family's family sacrifice is a thorn in He Chunhua's heart, and he never allows any mistakes.

Therefore, in the He family, this matter never needs to be notified in advance, and everyone keeps it in mind.

He Chunhua glared at him: "Why are you still standing there? Go take a bath and change clothes. It's almost time!"

"Yes!" He Lingchuan responded quickly and ran away like a flash.

He had just returned to his yard when the servants brought in a large wooden barrel and filled it with water.

The so-called "fragrant soup" is of course different from the usual washing. It must be added with fragrant herbs such as Angelica dahurica, peach peel, and agarwood, which have the effect of warding off evil spirits, removing filth, and refreshing the body.

He Lingchuan cleaned himself up, and it was almost dark. He changed into white clothes and a white hat, removed all ornaments, and then cleaned his teeth with willow salt and rinsed his mouth with bitter tea. Then he was led by the servant to the ancestral hall.

The decoration of the He residence has been ongoing, and the ancestral hall was the first to be built. It has a simple shape, black tiles and gray walls, and will be low-key in the future.

Under the eaves of the ancestral hall, the newly replaced white lanterns swayed in the increasingly heavy rain and snow, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, reflecting the changing faces of people.

All the members of the He family were present, and the housekeeper Lao Mo directed the servants to carry the offerings one by one to the tribute table in a stream.

The three animals placed in the front row were a whole pig, a whole cow, and a whole sheep, which were roasted and shaped;

Then there were five fruits, which were made from local ingredients and selected from five common local fruits.

There were also sixty-four bowls of various sizes, which were used to hold various dishes.

According to the regulations of Yuan Country, only the three major animals such as pigs, cows, and sheep were used in the sacrifices of the royal family or large-scale public sacrifices. From officials to civilians, the three minor animals such as pigs, chickens, and fish were used at most.

The offerings of the He family were not in accordance with etiquette, but He Chunhua obviously did not take it seriously. He Lingchuan remembered that since his father became the governor of Qiansong County, family sacrifices seemed to be like this.

In the past, it was because the mountains were high and the emperor was far away; now that they have moved to Xiazhou, why are they still violating taboos? He thought He Chunhua had his own considerations.

Besides, the He family has always worshipped behind closed doors, and outsiders are not allowed to enter at this moment.

After all these were neatly arranged, the housekeeper Lao Mo lit a white candle on the table, and the family temple fell into silence.

This wait lasted half an hour.

He Chunhua and his wife were in front, and He Lingchuan and his brother were behind, all standing still with their eyes on their noses and their noses on their hearts.

The rain outside the window seemed to be even more urgent.

The candles on the table were never extinguished by the night wind, and they also illuminated the densely packed tablets in the shrine.

He Lingchuan knew that the death dates written on 126 tablets were on the same day.

That was also the darkest and bloodiest day in the history of the He family.

The housekeeper Lao Mo suddenly spoke: "The hour is at one quarter of an hour."

He Chunhua recited the prayer in a clear voice.

He did not need to recite the script, and every word came from the heart.

He Lingchuan listened to it and sighed in his heart.

What a world.

The He family was originally a prominent family in the capital, and his great grandfather was a minister. Even if the situation was chaotic, he could still protect the He family.

Nineteen years ago, my grandfather, He Chunhua's father, was framed for paying homage to the gods and betraying the country, which directly touched the king's back scale. The old emperor was furious and personally ordered the execution of the whole family, or immediate execution!

The next day, he came to his senses, but the He family was basically all killed, leaving only an eleven-year-old boy far away from home, who was not affected for a while.

The old emperor thought, I regret it but I won't say it, and caught the person who framed the He family, and then he killed the whole family again, and superimposed the killing of nine clans, and then waved his hand:

The main culprit has been brought to justice, but the He family was also wrong to condone and conceal the report, and was regarded as an accomplice. Today, the youngest son of the He family, He Chunhua, is spared from death and demoted to Qiansong County!

How magnanimous.

From then on, He Chunhua, the third son of the He family, who was famous in the capital and had a bright future, suddenly became a person with a bleak future.

Fortunately, He Chunhua was not exiled, but "demoted".

The word "demoted" is used very cleverly. He Chunhua was still young and not an official, but he was "demoted" by imperial decree, which means that he was not reduced to a commoner, let alone a criminal, and there was no need to write words on his face.

He did not lose his livelihood, nor did he completely lose his chance of promotion. This was the greatest mercy given by the old emperor.

He Lingchuan flipped through the memories of his original body and knew very well how He Chunhua climbed step by step from a mere postman to his current position, with two consecutive promotions. In addition to the bitterness and hardship that are unknown to outsiders, this kind of reversal against the wind also requires great luck.

After half a cup of tea, He Chunhua finished reciting.

This year, there are more good news reported to the deceased, including his several meritorious services and promotion to the governor of Xiazhou, becoming a frontier official. In terms of power in his hands, he is already higher than his ancestors.

Therefore, He Chunhua's expression this year is more upbeat than in previous years. He took a deep breath, took two steps forward, knelt on the mat, and began to kowtow.

He kowtowed thirty-six times in a row, making a loud bang that everyone could hear.

Then, he took the incense handed to him by the housekeeper and gently pressed it into the incense burner.