Rise From the Humble

"My lords, have you considered it? The sacrifice to the sea has been completed, and I have to report to the Holy One in time. This report needs to be reported to the Holy One in eight hundred miles at the end of today's hour. Time waits for no one. If you have any opinions, Please come back, I and Merlin need a quiet environment to revise the memorial to the sea."

Seeing everyone's silence, Zhao Wenhua twitched his lips slightly and urged in an impatient voice, putting pressure on everyone again.

This is the threat of Chiguoguo.

If you continue not to sign, then get lost. I need to revise the memorial to the sea. As for how to revise it, it is self-evident.

After Zhao Wenhua finished speaking, cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of He Qing and Shen Xiyi. Their psychological war had reached the final moment.

"Okay, silence is golden. I accept your silence." Zhao Wenhua smiled slightly, then lowered his face and said to everyone, "You don't need to make things difficult for me, my lords, please come back."

"Tiger Guard, see you off."

Then, Zhao Wenhua unceremoniously shouted outside the check-in room to ask someone to see the guest off.

Normally, tea is served to see guests off. It is very inappropriate to call Tiger Guard to see guests off so bluntly.

"Ahem, Mr. Zhao, please be patient. I am old and my brain is slow to react. Moreover, the memorial submitted to the Holy Emperor cannot be ignored. I have been checking several data in the memorial. Well, now that I have completed the calculation, there is indeed no problem. "

When He Qing saw Zhao Wenhua seeing off the guests rudely, he suddenly became anxious, and without caring about his face, he coughed and spoke slowly.

"Sir." At this time, the tiger guard outside the tent had already entered the tent, cupping his fists and asking Zhao Wenhua for instructions.

"Okay, you guys should step back first." Zhao Wenhua waved his hands to the tiger guards who entered the tent and dismissed them.

Then, he looked at He Qing with a smile.

"Well, this is an oversight on my part. Indeed, the memorandum submitted to the Holy Emperor cannot be taken too seriously. However, I also ask the old general to understand that the Holy Emperor is still waiting for the results of the sacrifice to the sea." Zhao Wenhua said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand." He Qing nodded repeatedly.

"Merlin, the pen and ink are waiting for the signature of the old general." Zhao Wenhua nodded with satisfaction and said to Hu Zongxian beside him.

"yes."

Hu Zongxian responded, skillfully picked up the pen and ink, opened the last page of the memorial, and placed it on the table.

"General He, please do it." Hu Zongxian dipped the brush in ink and ran it twice on the inkstone to put the brush in the best writing condition. Then he looked at He Qing with a smile and urged.

"Ahem, okay."

He Qing gritted his teeth, stepped forward, picked up the brush and signed his name on the back of the memorial.

If he had encountered this situation when he was young, or even before the age of fifty, He Qing would never have succumbed and signed the memorial. Victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. If I lose this time, I accept the punishment. I, He Qing, have confidence in the future. I have done meritorious service, washed away the shame of this defeat, and achieved more dazzling military exploits. But now I am getting older, and I have reached the age where I am about to retire and return to my hometown. I am no longer young, and there is not much time. Before I retire and return to my hometown, He no longer has the confidence to make further military exploits.

If he can no longer make military exploits, he will bring shame to his ancestors, and the kindness he left to his family's children will be greatly reduced.

In the future, being mentioned by the younger generations of the family will no longer be an honor, but an old guy who has brought shame to the family.

It’s not okay to refuse to accept the old age.

Therefore, He Qing compromised, signed his name after the memorial, and endorsed Zhao Wenhua's memorial.

Seeing He Qing being the first to sign his name after the memorial, Zhao Wenhua's face suddenly smiled like a flower.

Zhao Wenhua confirmed He Qing's signature. After confirming that it was correct, he praised with a smile: "Haha, the iron is painted with silver hooks, and the pen is like a dragon and a snake. General He's handwriting is really not inferior to that of today's well-known literati."

"No, no, Mr. Zhao has given me a reward."

He Qing weakly raised his hand, as if the signature had exhausted all his strength. It was more exhausted than any battle he had ever fought in his life. He seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden.

"General Shen and General He have signed their names, how about you?" Zhao Wenhua looked at Shen Xiyi with a smile.

Shen Xiyi took a deep breath, "I also think there is nothing wrong with Mr. Zhao's memorial, and I would like to sign it."

"Please, General Shen."

Hu Zongxian dipped the brush in ink again, placed it on the inkstone, and stretched out his hand to signal Shen Xiyi to come forward and sign.

"Thank you."

Shen Xiyi hugged his fists, and then walked slowly towards the desk. These short few steps exhausted his energy. He stood in front of the desk for two seconds before regaining his strength. He picked up the brush and signed his signature after the memorial. name.

Zhao Wenhua took a closer look and nodded with a satisfied smile, "Old General Shen's calligraphy is not inferior to that of Old General He. The luan is soaring and the phoenix is ​​Zhu, and he is about to take flight. He has a graceful appearance."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao. Shen did read Yan Zhenqing's copybooks for a few years. Over time, he was lucky enough to learn something about it." Shen Xiyi shook her head sadly, and her whole person seemed to be much older.

"Haha, General Shen is so humble. This handwriting is not as simple as superficial. At least he has gained two or three tastes."

Zhao Wenhua was in a good mood and complimented Shen Xiyi with a smile.

Next, Zhao Wenhua glanced at the remaining unsigned people, Tang Kekuan, Yu Dayou, Linhuai Marquis and Zhu Pingan.

There is no problem with Zhu Pingan, because this memorial was originally proposed by Zhu Pingan.

As for the Marquis of Linhuai, the Marquis of Linhuai will naturally have no problem. He has made great contributions in this memorial and captured ninety-eight Japanese pirate heads. Unless his head was kicked by a donkey, there would be no objection.

Therefore, only Tang Kekuan and Yu Dayou are left.

In comparison, Tang Kekuan has less qualifications and less reputation, so he should be easy to overcome, so Zhao Wenhua focused his attention on Tang Kekuan's face.

"General Tang, you are a general, and you have worked hard on the anti-Japanese battlefield for many years. What do you think of this memorial?"

Zhao Wenhua stared at Tang Kekuan with burning eyes and asked slowly.

"The final general will comment on the memorial." Tang Kekuan paused at this point, as if he was considering his words.

The atmosphere in the tent became tense again.

He Qing and Shen Xiyi looked at Tang Kekuan. They had already signed the memorial with shame. Naturally, they did not want another accident to happen to the memorial. They kept using their eyes to signal Tang Kekuan to come forward and sign the memorial.

"Haha, I'm so happy to see you. I feel a little itchy when I see the names of General He and General Shen."

At this time, Zhu Pingan smiled, breaking the tense atmosphere in the tent. Before anyone could react, he stepped forward and signed his name.

"Haha, my hands are itchy too."

The Marquis of Linhuai also came forward to sign. He had been eager to come forward to sign. It was not until Zhu Pingan signed that he dared to come forward to sign.

"There are many casualties in the camp and there are many affairs. It is not advisable to delay. It is better to finish the work early and return to the camp early to make arrangements." Yu Dayou also stepped forward to sign.

"Alas, the general doesn't think there's anything wrong with this memorial." Tang Kekuan sighed and stepped forward to sign his name.

When Zhao Wenhua saw this, his smile was as bright as a flower.