Chapter 259: Winning over and Taking Sides

Mrs. Ying followed suit.

Then there is He Lingchuan.

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

"Kowtow to your grandfather."

"Kowtow to your grandmother."

"Kowtow to your second uncle."

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

The 127 members of the He family, ranging from an old man in his eighties to a child as young as six years old, were not spared. Except for He Chunhua, only one person survived.

It was He Yue's turn.

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

He has rough skin and thick flesh, and his forehead will be red and swollen after kowtow. He Yue has thin skin and tender flesh. In the past few years, after family sacrifices, the housekeeper had to apply medicine to his wounds.

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 unfocused, and he was actually a little lost.

He Lingchuan looked at his father, but felt that his expression was hollow and a little ferocious.

No matter how gentle he looked, the hatred and unwillingness in this man's heart never faded even a bit.

After kowtowing thirty-six times, He Yue squatted for a while and then stood up to burn incense.

Sure enough, blood dripped from his forehead again.

"Okay, the He family has gone through great catastrophes, and it's time for a chance to be reborn." He Chunhua took a long breath, "How did I teach you in the past? In order for my He family to clear up the injustice and restore the lintel of the family -"

The He family brothers looked at each other and said in unison: "We will be crushed to pieces, and we will not give up even if we die!"

The person who framed the He family back then is dead, but the He family still faces the crime of being an "accomplice". Because of the nobility and dignity of the royal family, this injustice has not been resolved to this day.

In the past twenty years, He Chunhua has been very fond of it and has never dared to forget it.

"Okay, they are all good children!" He looked excited, and even closed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a little tears shining in the corners of his eyes, "You must remember and practice your oath today!"

Of course the brothers should say "yes".

The housekeeper Lao Mo had already prepared ointment and treated He Yue's injuries three times, five times and two times.

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

The first ancestor worship ceremony held in a different place was coming to an end. He Lingchuan remembered that he had to be careful about his words and actions today. He could not laugh, drink, or go out to have fun.

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

Be vegetarian on family memorial days.

But the atmosphere at the dinner table had calmed down. Mrs. Ying said to her two sons, "I'll ask the tailor to come to the house tomorrow and tailor them to you. Each of you will have at least three sets of new clothes made." Both sons have grown taller. Old clothes don't fit. "Also, in a dozen days' time it will be the Shangsi Festival on March 3rd. A temple fair will be held in the west of the city, and both young men and women will go."

Both brothers said oh.

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

The great supporter of the Li family finally wrote a letter to the new manager of Xiazhou.

The Li family has suffered so many grievances at the hands of He Chunhua, it would be strange not to cry to Li Shangshu. He Lingchuan knew that one of the reasons why his father did not let go of Dunyu was that he was still afraid of Li Shangshu's reaction.

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

Just looking at He Chunhua's relaxed expression, He Lingchuan knew that Li Shangshu's attitude was not bad.

Li Shangshu's first letter was written in hundreds of words. The general idea was that the Li family's descendants were mediocre and stupid, and they actually found trouble with the Zhan family without any evidence. Mr. He had done a good job in educating the Li family -

However, is it excusable that Li Zhaoxin died and his family was so grieved that they acted inappropriately and made a big mistake?

Then Li Shangshu held a court meeting with various ministries to raise a total of 20,000 stones of grain and grass to transport to the north.

He Chunhua added: "In terms of time, this batch of military supplies will arrive in Dunyu in at most two days. At that time, they will rest here for a while before being sent to the front line."

"Words carefully." He Lingchuan shook the letter and said deliberately, "I thought Li Shangshu would use his power to suppress others and order Dad to release Li Yu."

"He dares?" He Chunhua sneered, "It is better to be in charge than to be an official. Xiazhou is now my territory and one of the two front lines that attracts the most attention from the royal court. If he dares to bully others at this time, I can directly give him his trust." Send it to the capital and give it to the king for reference. So at this time, he must be very angry and can't let me catch him."

Rather than saying that Xiazhou has attracted much attention, it is better to say that this place is a mudflat, and Wang Ting is struggling with the two-front battle. If he drops his pick, no one else will be able to pick it up.

Li Shangshu dares to promise that he will recommend a new manager to Xiazhou who can do a better job than He Chunhua?

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

He Yue interjected: "The Western Front is also crying for food, and General Ke has gone to the capital to ask for food. Li Shangshu is raising 20,000 shi of food for the Northern Front at this time, just to show his kindness to his father and to hope that he will show mercy."

He Lingchuan said: "Old fox, he can still get food." 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 cheap, but what is infuriating is that He Chunhua wants to send it to the north.

"If it is transported here, it will not be 20,000 stones." He Chunhua shook his head, "Never mind, it is a good thing after all."

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

"Is it that Minister Li wrote to us after the news of our two great victories was reported to the capital?" From the timing, it was just right. This Minister Li is really very flexible.

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

The tone of Minister Li's second letter was much warmer than the first one. He first congratulated the new general manager on his first victory after taking office, and then encouraged him to make persistent efforts. Then, he asked him to severely punish the unfilial descendants of the Li family who broke the law, and not to give him face.

The finishing touch was left at the end. Li Shangshu was very pleased and said that after the traitor Sun Fuping was executed, he recommended the meritorious official He Chunhua to the king to be promoted to the governor of Xiazhou. It seemed to be a move that benefited the people of Dayuan.

"This time, he took the credit for himself." He Lingchuan said, "Dad, it turned out that he recommended you?"

"It's not that simple. He was also involved." He Chunhua shook his head, "Greed for credit, their usual routine."

He Lingchuan's heart moved when he heard it. It sounded like his father knew the situation very well at the time. Did he have someone in the court?

Yes, his father's social skills have always been outstanding and should not be underestimated.

"Brother Li Zhi and Li Yu, how does father intend to sentence?"

"Whatever sentence should be given." He Chunhua said lightly, "It seems that Li Xiaoliu and Li Shangshu have already established a relationship."

Li Zhao's two sons are considered useless. Li Shangshu may be thinking of cutting off his arms to survive, kicking out these two annoying cowards who can only fight internally, and then supporting Li Shuang, the third generation of the Li family, to take charge of the Li family.

From a global perspective, this is better for the Li family.

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

He Lingchuan was stunned: "Dad is going to escort the grain in person?"

"Well, I also want to take this opportunity to observe the people's sentiments in Xiazhou and meet with General Zhao Pan." Xiazhou is Zhao Pan's rear base and supply line. As the new general manager, he must meet Zhao Pan as soon as possible to cooperate. "In addition, Zhao Qinghe told me that the cavalry of Xunzhou is still roaming in the central part of Xiazhou. Maybe there will be an opportunity to train this time."

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

Lao Mo brought someone to him: "Master, someone is coming from the capital." After saying that, he stepped out to guard and closed the study door with his backhand.

This man was dusty and looked more like an old farmer than a messenger. He took out a letter and a brocade bag from his bosom and presented them with both hands: "Today is the anniversary of the He family's death. My master has asked me to rush to Dunyu within today to express my gratitude."

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

The letter was signed at the end:

Yan Lixin.

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

Previously, Songyang Hou talked with him about the competition for the vacant position of the national teacher left after Sun Fuping's death. Unexpectedly, this chief steward 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 strong support."

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Hong Chenglue knew that if three officers died in his home, he would soon become a wanted criminal, so he did not 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 know each other.

I don't know how Wu Qing and others arranged it, or maybe because the dead person in his yard has not been discovered, the caravan drove out of Bailu Town smoothly without being checked.

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

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

This kind of shed is mostly set up by the well or the river. Passers-by can drink hot water here, sometimes hot tea, and horses that are exhausted can also drink water from the trough, of course, they all have to pay.

Except for the guy who poured water, there are only three people in the drinking water shed now. As soon as Wu Qing's caravan arrived, they got on the horse and left.

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

Wu Qing nodded, went down to fill two leather bags of hot water, and urged the driver to hurry up, always hanging behind the three riders at a leisurely pace.

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

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

The three men were discussing the arrest of vagrant criminals when they heard the rapid sound of horseback riding. They turned around and saw that the person leading the group was the vagrant who had previously executed the young man who stole grain in the town. His surname was Chen.