Song Wenjian, who was in the Song family, heard that He Zisong had come to look for him, so he asked them to take them into the meeting hall of the outer courtyard.

Da Niu and Dai Wang were afraid that He Zisong and they would do something wrong, so they all held weapons in their hands and stood behind Song Wenjian.

Song Wenjian looked at He Zisong, who was haggard, and said, "He Jiaoyu, what are you looking for me?" ”

"Lord Song, I was wrong, I shouldn't have offended you, you should let Shihu go." He Zisong said: "How much silver taels do you want to compensate?" ”

Song Wenjian sneered: "Do I still need money?" He Shihu wants to kill me, it is already ironclad evidence, and then you will wait for He Shihu to be beheaded. ”

He Zisong sighed and took out the written resignation letter from his arms. "Lord Song, if I resign and leave Suixi, can you let Shihu go?"

"Oh?" Song Wenjian looked at He Zisong in disbelief.

He Zisong saw that Song Wenjian didn't believe it, so he opened the resignation letter inside, so that Song Wenjian could see it clearly. "That's my last concession. If you refuse to let go of Shihu again, then I will use all my relationships to fight with you. ”

Now Song Wenjian can only deal with He Shihu, but he can't move He Zisong.

Eight-grade officials like He Zisong also have their own relationships.

If he is desperate to fight with Song Wenjian, it will also be a bit troublesome.

"Okay." Song Wenjian agreed.

"Okay, you write me a note now, as long as I resign and leave Suixi, you will no longer pursue the matter of Shihu." He Zisong said.

Although he wanted to use this method to save He Shihu, when he heard that Song Wenjian had promised to come down, he was going to resign, and he felt very uncomfortable.

He studied hard for 20 years before he was admitted to the rank of official, and now he wants to resign as a commoner, and he is unwilling in his heart.

"Wait." Song Wenjian waved his hand.

"Song Wenjian, do you regret it?" He Zisong glared at Song Wenjian angrily.

Song Wenjian shook his head and said, "No, as long as you agree to my request, I will let Shihu go." ”

"What requirements?" He Zisong looked at Song Wenjian nervously.

Song Wenjian said: "You write me a confession, saying that you harbored He Shihu to kill people." As soon as I get this confession, I will immediately go to the yamen to report to Li County Order, and I will not pursue this matter anymore. But the dead sergeants and the He family are up to you. ”

"Confession?" He Zisong hesitated.

It is not a difficult task to settle the aftermath of those sergeants and family members.

Generally, those who serve in the army are people from poor families, and as long as they have a hundred or dozens of taels of silver, they can settle down.

In a place like the Moon Dynasty, the life of the poor is not life, as long as there is money.

But this confession can't be written, if he writes this, he will have to be at the mercy of Song Wenjian in the future.

Song Wenjian said with a smile: "He Zisong, you can also resign, I will let He Shihu go." But don't you feel distressed that you have worked so hard to become a teacher? Now I don't need you to resign, you can continue to be your teacher, as long as you write this confession. ”

"As long as you don't oppose me in the future, this confession will be like a piece of waste paper, don't you think it's worth it?" Song Wenjian asked.

He Zisong stopped talking, thinking secretly.

Steward He's eyes lit up, "Yes, master, this is very cost-effective." ”

He also didn't want to leave Suixi, especially He Zisong continued to be an official, and he, a housekeeper, could also reap a lot of benefits.

Song Wenjian saw that He Zisong still didn't speak, and continued: "Uncle He, in fact, you watched me grow up since I was a child, and the relationship between the He family and the Song family was originally good, but you were just deceived by Li Rujun and targeted us. ”

He Zisong heard Song Wenjian play the emotional card, and his face eased a lot. "Lord Song, if I write a confession and you ask me to deal with Li County's order, I can't do anything. I don't know why, not long after Chen Huatao's death, he called me and Yang Yiqing over and asked us to target you for everything. ”

Song Wenjian is also strange, he used to get along well with Li Rujun and others, how can he say that he changed his face when he changed his face?

Song Wenjian said: "Don't worry, I still want you to be my eyeliner, continue to be by Li Rujun's side, if there is any news in the future, you have to inform me as soon as possible." ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you." He Zisong thought about it and felt that Song Wenjian's method was still feasible.

Now that the Song family is in full swing, they don't need their He family to help.

As long as they don't oppose the Song family in the future, it is estimated that this confession is like waste paper.

Let him resign for the people, I really don't want to.

Without this official position, they will have a very hard time in the future.

The officialdom of the Moon Dynasty, as long as you resign and don't do it, you will generally not be hired again, and his life will be over.

And the son is a person who only knows how to fight, and he can't help him at all.

If he is not an official, he will not be able to take care of his son in the future.

Song Wenjian said to Dai Wang: "You go and prepare pen and ink for He Jiao." ”

"I'm going to write a confession now?" He Zisong asked in surprise.

"Hey, hey, it's up to you, when do you want to write, come back to me." Song Wenjian disagreed. "But now that He Shihu is in the cell, if there is any accident, then if you want to write a confession in the future, you may not have a chance."

He Zisong was shocked, the cell was under the management of Song Wenjian, and those people heard that He Shihu was going to kill Song Wenjian, and it was estimated that they would not spare He Shihu.

If those people secretly killed He Shihu, it would be over.

"I'll write it now." He Zisong exclaimed nervously.

He Zisong tore up the resignation letter in his hand, picked up a pen and wrote a confession, and pressed his handprint.

Song Wenjian took the confession, and his face was like a spring breeze. "Lord He, hello, we will be our own people in the future, you sit down quickly. Dai Wang, what's the matter with you? Lord He has been here for so long, why do you still let people serve good tea? ”

Good tea? I almost wanted to go under the knife just now. Dai Wang thought to himself.

He Zisong arched his hand and said: "Lord Song, I have offended many people before, please forgive me." ”

"Hehe, Lord He, we don't know each other if we don't fight." Song Wenjian also smiled and said, "I'll let the kitchen fry a few good dishes and drink some small bars?" ”

He Zisong said anxiously: "Lord Song, Shihu is still in prison, I think you let him go first." ”

"Okay, Dai Wang, you go to the yamen and say, I won't pursue He Shihu's affairs." Song Wenjian said.

"Yes, young master." Dai Wang went out, and He Zisong also ran to the yamen.

At this time, Steward He whispered to Song Wenjian: "Lord Song, you let my son go, I have already done what you said." ”

It turned out that Steward He's son was gone, and soon someone came to him and asked him to cooperate with some things, otherwise he would never see his son.

When Steward He listened to that person's words, he immediately knew that this was someone from the Song family.

Steward He, who had no choice, had to sell the He family and secretly called someone to inform He Shihu to come back.

He Shihu heard that Song Wenjian led people to deal with their shop, and he was so angry that he rushed back with his subordinates.