After the immortal disappeared

Therefore, no matter how much Mr. Yuan urged, He Chunhua just stood still and focused on a strategic focus.

The husband was passively disobedient, and Mrs. Ying was worried: "Will your Majesty punish you?"

"The army is not well-drilled, the food and grass supplies are insufficient, and there are not even enough horses. Your Majesty knows this. Besides, I have also expressed my position that if we send troops rashly, I will leave with my seal. I ask Your Majesty to hire someone else."

Mrs. Ying's expression changed when she heard this.

He Yue quickly comforted her: "Mom, don't be afraid, your Majesty will never let my father leave."

His face darkened slightly: "Yuan Ting doesn't have many talents left."

"Today's mugwort dumplings are pretty good." He Chunhua ate them deliciously without showing any sadness. Artemisia buds are not on the tables of wealthy families in Shihuan City, but they come from Heishui City and like this wild vegetable very much.

"Madam, don't worry. In crisis, there is an opportunity." He responded to his wife with a smile, "If it weren't for the national emergency, how could your Majesty decide to transfer me back to the capital? I see, he originally wanted to keep me in Xiazhou, Let’s wait at least seven or eight years.”

Being the governor of a state is a goal that many officials strive for, but it is far from his ultimate dream.

There are many governors and general managers who have served for more than ten years.

There was a hint of sarcasm in He Chunhua's words. Mrs. Ying heard it, looked outside a few times, and found that the servants were not there, so she felt relieved.

Almost everyone in the He family was raided, leaving He Chunhua alone. The old monarch sent him to the western border and appointed him as the governor of Qiansong County, leaving this man to his son.

In this way, after the new king succeeds to the throne, he can establish his authority by sacrificing swords from corrupt officials, and he can win the hearts of his ministers by promoting loyal and virtuous people.

After all, it was the old monarch who killed He Chunhua's family. What does it have to do with the new monarch?

No matter how much resentment he has in his heart, can he hate the country or the king?

Man cannot hate Heaven, and the people cannot hate the king.

It's a pity that the current emperor does not follow the script of the late emperor, so He Chunhua is not used. If Sun Fuping, the rebellious national master, had not gone to the west to kill someone, He Chunhua would not have had the chance to ascend to the east.

He Chunhua also knew very well that because of the old monarch's temporary confusion, the current monarch was not so assured of him.

He took two more mouthfuls of rice and asked He Yue: "Yue'er, what news do you have here?"

He found a job for his son with Da Sinong. Da Si Nong manages the country's grain supplies. Although He Yue's position is light, he can gather a lot of important information.

"There is something that father had better know." He Yue said seriously, "Rongshan Sect finally agreed to borrow money."

He Chunhua stopped with his chopsticks and felt happy: "How much?"

"Seven million taels!"

"It is actually willing to lend seven million taels?" He Chunhua was also shocked by this number, "I thought half would be good."

"I heard that Wang Ting sent envoys to borrow money three times before, but they were all rejected by the Rongshan Sect." He Yue said with a smile, "This time the Rongshan Sect agreed and sold us 200,000 shi of grain at a low price!"

He Chunhua was surprised: "Why did the Rongshan Sect suddenly become so generous?"

He raised food for the army. In the past, 20,000 shi of food was enough to feed Zhao Pan's 50,000 army for a month. Two hundred thousand shi of cheap food is really generous.

The Kite Kingdom has been importing foreign grains. Since the demand is high, the prices will naturally rise.

For the current Yuan Kingdom, food is more practical than money and can meet urgent needs.

"It is said that there are conditions."

"It's weird if there are no conditions." He Chunhua snorted, "Even your brother knows that pie in the sky will not fall for nothing."

He suddenly mentioned his eldest son, and no one spoke at the dinner table.

After a brief silence, He Yuecai continued: "The envoy of the Rongshan Sect has arrived in the capital. This afternoon, Dianke ordered Mr. Wang to meet with him. It is said that they had a very pleasant conversation and even hosted a banquet."

"It's easy to borrow money, but it's hard to pay it back." He Chunhua rubbed his brows, "There must be a reason why the Rongshan Sect is so generous."

If people don't pay, they have to be beaten.

If the country doesn't pay the money, it will have to cut off the meat.

Mrs. Ying suddenly asked: "If all the food and money come, will the master send troops?"

The reason why He Chunhua did not send troops before was because of insufficient food and grass. What if the support of Rongshan Sect fills this gap?

If you have money and food, you can find ways to get horses.

"It's not yet time." He Chunhua's face darkened, "It's not yet time."

…

The next day it was sunny and the morning glow was beautiful.

After He Chunhua got up and washed up, he saw Mrs. Ying rubbing her eyelids, so he asked her, "Is there sand in your eyes?"

Mrs. Ying muttered: "Since last night, my left eyelid has been beating non-stop. I don't know why."

The two were about to have breakfast when Butler Wu suddenly rushed in from outside, shouting as he ran: "Master, what a happy event, what a great happy event!"

He screamed and his voice reached the top of his voice.

This butler has always been prudent, and He Chunhua could hardly remember a time when he had lost his composure like this.

"what happened?"

Before the last word "thing" was uttered, Butler Wu had already said, "The eldest young master is back!"

He Chunhua and his wife were stunned and did not react for a moment.

What?

Mrs. Ying said blankly: "What did you say?"

Butler Wu pointed outside, panting slightly: "The eldest young master is alive, the eldest young master is back!"

He Yue happened to walk outside the dining room. Hearing this, he rushed towards the door.

Before he could reach the door, a figure came in from outside the flower gallery.

Before He Yue could see clearly, his eyes blurred, and his arm was grabbed by someone: "Second brother, where are you going?"

With handsome features and a majestic air, and a smile with big white teeth, who could it be if it wasn't He Lingchuan?

"Your handsome and handsome brother is back!"

He Yue was ecstatic, hugged him hard and shouted: "Finally, finally! You are finally back!"

He Lingchuan patted his Tianling Gai: "Hey, have you grown taller?"

In just the past six months, He Yue has grown a head taller than before, and his face has become more contoured. He has lost a bit of his delicacy and gained a touch of masculinity, looking more like He Chunhua.

"Hey? Why are you crying?" He saw He Yue's eyes were red, "Why are you acting like a girl?"

"Brother, you..." got stronger.

Just now, He Yue rushed forward and hugged his brother. He felt as if he had hit a wall, nose first, and now a sour gas hit Tianling Gai directly. It hurt! It hurt so much that he almost burst into tears.

How come eldest brother's body is so ridiculously hard?

At this time, He Chunhua and his wife also rushed over, and they couldn't believe it when they saw He Lingchuan.

"Chuan'er..." Mrs. Ying choked, covering her chest with one hand, and her eyes were red.

He Chunhua strode forward, put his hands on the eldest son's shoulders, and looked up and down: "Okay, okay! I knew you were not dead!"

His eyes were astonishingly bright.

He Lingchuan stared at him, the smile on his lips getting wider and wider: "My son is back——"

He stood in a garden full of blooming flowers, with his back to the rising sun.

Perhaps because of the direct sunlight, He Chunhua felt dazzling at this moment, and even the eldest son's smile looked a little blurry.

He tilted his head and heard the long and calm voice of his eldest son:

"--Father."