MTL - Rise From the Humble-Chapter 1732 coercion, wish fulfillment

  Chapter 1732 Coercion and temptation, wish fulfilled

"My lords, have you considered it? The sacrifice to the sea is over, and I will report to the Holy One in time. This memorial needs to be reported to the Holy One at the end of today's hour with a speedy report of 800 miles. The time waits for no one. If you have any opinions, please let me know." Please go back, I and Meilin need a quiet environment to revise the memorial to the sea."

  Zhao Wenhua saw the silence of the crowd, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and urged in an impatient voice, putting pressure on everyone again.

   This is the threat of Chiguoguo.

  If you don’t sign it again, then go away, I need to revise the Jihai Memorial, as for how to revise, it goes without saying.

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

   "Okay, silence is golden, everyone's silent gold, I accept it with a smile." Zhao Wenhua smiled slightly, then pulled his face down, and said to everyone, "Don't be embarrassing, my lords, please go back."

   "Tiger Guard, see off the guests."

   Then, Zhao Wenhua unceremoniously shouted outside the account, asking someone to see the guests off.

  In normal occasions, tea is served to see off guests, so it is very impolite to call Huwei to see off guests so bluntly.

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

  When He Qing saw Zhao Wenhua see off the guest unceremoniously, he became anxious immediately, disregarding his face, coughed and said slowly.

   "My lord." At this time, the Huwei outside the account had already entered the account, and clasped his fists to ask Zhao Wenhua for instructions.

   "Okay, you guys go back first." Zhao Wenhua waved to the Tiger Guards who entered the account first, and dismissed them.

   Then, he smiled and looked at He Qing.

   "Well, this is my negligence. Indeed, the memorial to the Holy Majesty can't be too serious. However, I also ask the old general to understand that the Holy Majesty is still waiting for the result of the sacrifice to the sea." Zhao Wenhua smiled.

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

   "Meilin, please wait for the old general's signature." Zhao Wenhua nodded in satisfaction, and said to Hu Zongxian who was beside him.

"Yes."

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

   "Old General He, please go ahead." Hu Zongxian dipped the brush in the ink and stroked the inkstone twice to make the brush in the best writing state. Then he looked at He Qing with a smile and urged him.

   "Ahem, good."

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

If he encountered this situation when he was young, even before the age of fifty, He Qing would never give in and sign the memorial. Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. If I lose this time, I will accept the punishment. Condemned and made meritorious deeds, washed away the shame of this defeat, and achieved more dazzling military exploits, but now that I am older, I am about to retire and return to my hometown. I am no longer a young man, and time is running out. Before returning to my hometown, Whether he can make military exploits again, he doesn't have the confidence anymore.

   If he can no longer make military exploits, then he will be ashamed to his ancestors, and the grace left to his family will be greatly reduced.

  In the future, being mentioned by the descendants of the family is no longer an honor, but an old guy who brings shame to the family.

   It’s not okay to be dissatisfied.

  So, He Qing compromised, signed his name on the back of the memorial, and endorsed Zhao Wenhua's memorial.

  Seeing that He Qing was the first to sign the memorial, Zhao Wenhua smiled like a flower.

  Zhao Wenhua confirmed He Qing's signature, and after confirming that it was correct, he smiled and praised: "Hehe, the iron draws silver hooks, and the pen is like a snake. General He's handwriting is really not inferior to today's well-known literati."

   "Where is it, Mr. Zhao is too much."

  He Qing cupped his hands weakly, as if his signature just now had exhausted his whole body, more exhausted than any battle he had fought in his life, and he seemed to be ten years older all of a sudden.

   "Old General Shen, General He has already signed, how about you?" Zhao Wenhua looked at Shen Xiyi with a smile.

  Shen Xiyi took a deep breath, "I also think there is no problem with Mr. Zhao's memorial, and I would like to sign it."

   "Please, Old General Shen."

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

   "Thank you."

Shen Xiyi clasped her fists together, and then walked slowly towards the desk. The short steps exhausted his physical strength. She stood in front of the desk and waited for two seconds before regaining her strength. She picked up a brush and signed his memorandum. name.

  Zhao Wenhua took a closer look, nodded with a satisfied smile, "Old General Shen's handwriting is not inferior to that of General He, Luanxiang Fengzhu, eager to fly, has a strong face."

   "Master Zhao, I'm so proud of you. Mr. Shen has indeed seen Yan Zhenqing's copybooks for a few years. Over time, I was lucky enough to learn some fur." ​​Shen Xiyi shook her head sighingly, and she seemed to have aged a lot.

   "Hehe, Old General Shen is being modest, this handwriting is not as simple as superficial, at least two or three flavors have been acquired."

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

  Next, Zhao Wenhua turned his attention to the rest of the unsigned people, Tang Kekuan, Yu Dayou, Linhuaihou and Zhu Pingan.

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

  As for Marquis Linhuai, Marquis Linhuai will naturally have no problem. He has made a lot of contributions in this memoir, having won ninety-eight Japanese pirate heads. Unless his head is kicked by a donkey, he will have no objection.

  So, only Tang Kekuan and Yu Dayou are left.

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

   "General Tang, after you are a general, you have worked **** the battlefield against the Japanese for many years. I wonder if you have any opinions on this memorial?"

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

   "The last general's memorial to the general." Tang Kekuan paused when he said this, 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 didn't want any more accidents in the memorial. They kept signaling Tang Kekuan to come forward and sign the memorial with their eyes.

   "Hehe, I am happy to see Lie Xin. I also feel a little itchy when I see the words of General He and General Shen."

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

   "Hehe, my hands are itchy too."

  Marquis Linhuai also stepped forward to sign. He couldn't wait to sign. He didn't dare to sign until Zhu Ping'an signed.

   "There are many casualties in the camp, and there are many affairs. It is not appropriate to delay. It is better to finish the work earlier and return to the camp earlier." Yu Dayou also stepped forward to sign.

   "Alas, the last general didn't think there was any problem with this memorial." Tang Kekuan sighed, and followed him to sign.

  Seeing this, Zhao Wenhua smiled like a flower.

  (end of this chapter)