Chapter 249

"Yanai...... You, alas, if my brother has any offense against the Yanei, please don't blame the Yanei......" The seventh uncle wanted to persuade him, but when he saw He Jingxuan's extremely gloomy face, he naturally knew that he had no way to change the decision of others. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What's more, this He Yanei is thinking about the safety of his own family's life, so this seventh uncle can only give in in front of He Jinghui's firm gaze.

"Ah Qiu, let them prepare all the cars, and you hurry up to carry all the gold and silver you need to the car, in addition, let the children and women and children with limited mobility quickly sit in the car, as long as your father agrees, we will set off immediately." After He Jinghui instructed Ah Qiu, he looked straight at the eldest son of the Xu patriarch, and persuaded him.

"This ...... This is really against the father's command. As soon as the eldest son of the patriarch of the Xu clan finished speaking, there was a crisp sound, and the patriarch of the Xu clan was directly stumbled by He Jinghui's slap.

"You, you, you actually beat people......" The eldest son of the patriarch of the Xu clan covered the painful left side of his face, and pointed at He Jinghui in a trembling manner.

"I and my father have spent countless energy to save the lives of your Xu family, and now, the crisis of the embankment collapse is imminent, and you, but you only know how to stupidly follow your father's orders, but you turn a blind eye to the lives of more than 20 members of your own family, if I don't beat you, I'm really sorry for my own hard work."

"I'm even more sorry for my father who is going to go to the Xuzhen Dam to coexist and forget, I warn you one last time, I count to five, if your family is still standing here stupidly and unwilling to leave. I don't mind tying up your whole family and throwing them in jail. ”

Seeing He Jingxuan, who was gradually becoming hideous, the eldest son of the patriarch of the Xu clan opened his mouth and looked at the hairy He Yanei with a frightened expression, at this moment, it seemed that he realized that he still seemed to be a polite young man.

He is not an ordinary person, he is the son of the county magistrate of this county, and he is also a Yanai who can fish and meat in the township.

"Wang Bantou!" He Jinghui narrowed his eyes, snorted in a low voice, and Wang Bantou, who followed He Jinghui, patted the waist knife on his waist and came to He Jinghui and saluted respectfully. "What do you command?"

"After five numbers, they haven't moved, they are all tied up and put into the county jail, and no one is allowed to let them out without an order from the office." He Jinghui showed a mouthful of white snow teeth gloomily and smiled fiercely.

"No!" Wang Bantou nodded viciously, and then turned around and made a move, and the seven or eight servants all showed a hideous expression that was ready to ask for fish and flesh at any time.

Xu Yousan's seventh uncle saw this scene and was about to speak, but he felt his sleeves tighten, turned his head in amazement, and saw Xu Yousan shaking his head slowly at himself.

The seventh uncle opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, it all turned into a helpless sigh.

"One ......" He Jinghui stood with his hands in his hands, his high-spirited posture became more and more straight and tall, standing not far from He Jinghui's side, Wu Zhong, who had already removed his disguise and revealed a white face, looked at He Jinghui's back, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

It seems that after returning to Ruolan County, He Jinghui, the young master of the county master's family, has faded the last trace of youth and grown into a decisive man.

"Two ......" He Jinghui did not give the people present more opportunities to think about it, and the interval between each number is at most a breath of effort.

When He Jingxuan counted to four, the eldest son of the patriarch of the Xu clan was directly impotent, waved his hand dejectedly, and suddenly all the young and strong women and children rushed into their respective rooms, and began to take out the fine softness that had already been made one after another, and walked towards the outside of the house.

Seeing this scene, He Jinghui couldn't help but snort, Muma, alive, very typical ignorant of lifting, remembering to eat or not.

"But Master He, my second brother ......" At this time, the tone in which the seventh uncle was talking to He Jinghui at this moment seemed to be more hesitant and quiet.

"It's okay, I'll go and ask this old gentleman's opinion in person, and I'll just wait outside." He Jinghui smiled faintly, and swept the patriarch's eldest son who glanced at the patriarch's room with a reluctant face every time he took a step towards the mansion door.

He is indeed a filial son, yes, but such a foolish filial piety not only cannot solve any problems, but is more likely to make their family die cleanly, and it will also affect He Jingxuan's father.

He Jingxuan didn't have a bird, walked straight into the room, and walked towards the patriarch of the Xu clan who was sitting on the couch, half-awake and half-asleep.

And after Ah Qiu was glanced at by He Jinghui, he strode to the door, vigilantly watching around to prevent others from approaching the door, and his heart was full of doubts, he really didn't understand why his young master still wanted to persuade that brainless old stubborn now.

"Patriarch Xu? Uncle Xu? He Jinghui sat on the edge of the couch, put his fingers into his arms, and then flexibly took out a small cloth bag from his arms, and then began to open the cloth bag neatly and took out the oil paper bag inside.

The mouth kept whispering in an amiable tone to the old and confused patriarch of the Xu clan.

"Huh? Who are you and why are you in front of the old man's couch? The patriarch of the Xu clan woke up from his drowsiness, his old eyes open, trying to identify who was in front of him.

"Old man, He is He Jinghui, the son of the county magistrate of Ruolan County, after hearing about the haunting of Xu Town, he came to check, well, there is another thing, now among the Xu clan in Xu Town, except for the old man, the rest of the people have all temporarily avoided outside the town......"

"They, they're all gone? This is impossible, those evil animals, how can this be, the old man is not dead, they dare to disobey the old man so much?! Hearing He Jingxuan's words, this old man suddenly burst into a rage, as if his patriarch's authority had been seriously challenged.

Seeing this scene, He Jinghui let out a breath of turbidity, he already knew very well that this old immortal had no way to persuade with words, since this was the case, then for justice and love, for world peace, in order to make the people of Xu Zhen safe, and for the sake of his father's life.

He Jinghui picked out a fingernail covered with incense powder, held it up, and then pointed at the presbyopia-eyed patriarch of the Xu clan, and then blew lightly.

Although his old eyes were dizzy, at least the patriarch of the Xu clan, who was not blind, did not react, and watched as He Jinghui picked up some powder and blew on himself.

What is this young man doing? The patriarch of the Xu clan looked at He Jinghui very suspiciously, and finally saw He Jinghui's sunny and very handsome face clearly.

"My husband is angry, it's actually very simple, He feels that now that it has come to such a time, you don't have the need to continue to insist, why not push the boat with the water, follow everyone's intentions, and leave together?"

When the patriarch of the Xu clan heard this, anger rose in his heart, and he opened his mouth to say something, but found that his head was getting more and more dizzy, and then a lion shook his head and fell softly on the couch.

Outside the house, many people quietly listened to He Jinghui say something to the patriarch of the Xu clan in a calm and very subdued tone.

And the patriarch of the Xu clan seemed to have been persuaded by the eldest prince of He, and he didn't make a sound, at this time, the eldest son of the patriarch of the Xu clan, who had quietly slipped back, was covering his face and eavesdropping on the movements in the house.

After a short period of effort, He Jinghui made an appointment with the patriarch of the Xu clan in a relaxed and happy tone, and persuaded the already exhausted patriarch of the Xu clan to have a good rest, and after a good night's sleep, he slowly walked into the door of the patriarch of the Xu clan with a friendly smile.

Ah Qiu looked at He Jinghui with a ghostly expression, He Jinghui didn't have time to pay attention to this dumbfounded loyal servant, but bowed slightly towards the seventh uncle. "Uncle Xu has already agreed, so who, why don't you hurry up and go in, carry your father out, remember to be lighter, don't wake up the old man who is already physically and mentally exhausted."

"My father, did your father agree?" The eldest son of the patriarch of the Xu clan shouted excitedly.

"Nonsense, hurry!" He Jinghui rolled his eyes and shouted. Soon, several members of the Xu clan walked into the room with trepidation, and then carried the old patriarch out of the room with the short couch and walked towards the outside of the mansion.

And the old guy was lying on the couch like that, swaying leisurely, as if he was sleeping very comfortably, and the seventh uncle next to him was very envious and jealous.

Soon, the young men, women and children who had already wanted to leave this gloomy place were already on the ox carts and horse-drawn carriages.

And after the patriarch of the Xu clan was also carried onto the ox cart, without He Jinghui opening his mouth, nearly ten ox carts and carriages began to set off slowly.

However, He Jinghui's face did not get much better after the convoy left Xuzhen, he stood on the wheel of the carriage and looked in the direction of the Xuzhen embankment.

The embankment over there still seemed to be very calm, but He Jinghui had already learned from the report of that Zhao Bantou that the embankment of the town could not be supported for too long.

Just when He Jinghui prayed in his heart that his father would leave Xu Zhendi quickly, he felt a chill on his face. When I looked up, I saw more and more raindrops, beginning to drip from the gloomy rain that seemed to be pressing down on the ground.

The sudden rain soon became heavy, and He Jinghui ignored Ah Qiu's persuasion to let him enter the carriage to avoid the rain, but held an oil-paper umbrella, put on a coat, and still produced on the wheel, overlooking the embankment of Naxu Town.

From Xuzhen to the direction of the county seat, it is about three miles out of the land before it begins to go uphill, that is to say, it will leave the low-lying land in the area of Xuzhen at that time.

And just as they had driven about two miles, and could already see the uphill path ahead in the pouring rain, everyone suddenly felt a jolt in the carriage and ox cart beneath them, as if the earth was shaking.

Then, a roar like thunder rolled in and went straight into everyone's ears.