Mrs. Ying shook her head: "Just send it to the eldest young master's courtyard, remember to have a full set, otherwise the master will be unhappy." ”

The eldest son disappeared in Hanhe last summer, and she and He Yue felt five thunderstorms when they received the bad news, and it was difficult to accept it for a while.

Seven or eight months have passed.

The dead are gone, but the days of the living must go on. Mrs. Ying had already looked forward, but He Chunhua still demanded that Shi Huan's new home must have a good place for the eldest son to live.

"Chuan'er is not dead."

He was so firm that Mrs. Ying didn't know where his faith came from.

But she wasn't against it.

It's good to keep a memory.

Mrs. Ying sighed and threw away that trace of emotion. In any case, it is a great thing that her husband is elevated.

Soon after arriving in Shihuan City, the new house was full of people, and the nobles of the capital came to congratulate them.

Everyone knows the purpose of Kite-kun's transfer back to He Chunhua.

At such a stormy moment, as long as Wu Anhou wins a few more battles or regains a little lost ground, he is a rising star of the big kite!

Two consecutive jumps in two years, each time jumping so high, who doesn't want to get acquainted with such an upstart?

If you ignore him now, he may make you unattainable tomorrow.

But He Chunhua was busy with important military and political affairs, and these ushers fell to Xian Neizhu. Mrs. Ying complained that she was "tired", but her heart was very smooth.

She has changed from a poor county guard lady in a small border town to the hostess of the Marquis of Wu'an!

Steward Wu said again: "By the way, Ding Zuodong has just arrived in Shihuan City, and he will bring the account book over tomorrow morning." ”

Mrs. Ying said curiously: "He disposed of Dunyu's property so quickly? ”

Ding Zuodong was originally the steward of his eldest son, helping him take care of his finances. After He Lingchuan fell into the water, He Chunhua cherished Ding Zuodong as a talent, so he took him as a family.

Of course, there is more than one steward of the He family. Before the He family moved away from Dunyu, they specially left Ding Zuodong to sell the property. He is a Dunyu himself, and he is very familiar with this set.

Mrs. Ying didn't expect Ding Zuodong's movements to be so fast.

"He's not going to sell his house cheaply, is he?" The house was carefully arranged by her, and it was only repaired in less than three months, and the He family moved south again.

It took so much effort and time, and it was all wasted. Mrs. Ying sincerely hopes that this time she can live in Shihuan City for a long time and not move again in a short time.

Steward Wu said a fair word: "This person is still relatively safe." ”

At the beginning of May, there is also a cold spring, which is warm during the day and cooler at night. The maid came over to deliver the hand stove, and Mrs. Ying looked at the ice cracks on the spring stove and sighed again.

The stove is still so beautiful, but the person who delivered it is gone.

Dinner time was the reunion that Mrs. Ying was most looking forward to, and He Chunhua and He Yue finally rushed back.

Mrs. Ying hurriedly took off their clothes for them, and called someone to serve the meal: "Why is it so late?" ”

"Something." He Chunhua picked up the hot towel and covered his face, exhaling a long breath.

Mrs. Ying saw her husband's exhaustion: "The king is still urging you to send troops?" ”

"Do you need to say?" He Chunhua came to the table, "Today, Yan Guoshi asked me for tea, but in fact, he conveyed the holy will, saying that the armies of Hebei Zhechong Mansion and Yi'an Zhechong Mansion have been fully equipped, and they will also be dispatched by me." ”

He Yue washed his hands and came over: "Father still decided to stay put?" ”

"I can't move." He Chunhua took vegetables, "There is not enough grain and horses." ”

"But Yan Guoshi ......"

"We can go back to the capital, Yan Guoshi has helped a lot, I should give him face." He Chunhua said lightly, "But the situation is not good, and I also saw Wu Di's fate, and saw Zhao Pan being transferred from the eastern front to the northwest to fill in the holes, how embarrassing this road was." I can't follow in their footsteps. ”

There are no attendants in the dining room, because the father and son of the He family often discuss family and state affairs at the dinner table.

He Yue also remembers it vividly: "When General Zhao was fighting the New Year's Tribute on the Northern Front, the army often ran out of food, and the logistics were stretched. I remember that General Zhao had to retreat to the banks of the Hanshui River at that time, risking his own safety. ”

"The army has not moved, and the grain and grass go first." He Chunhua shook his head, "Now that the grain and grass can't be raised, I will be asked to send troops." Hey, there are only seven hundred horses in the one thousand and five cavalry, do you want two people to ride one horse to charge? ”

He Yue said in a low voice: "Last autumn, there was a bumper harvest in the south, but the taxes were too heavy, and the farmers harvested ten catties of grain, and only allowed to keep two catties for themselves, and the rest had to be handed over." ”

"During the war, money and food had to be supplied to the Northwest Front. In this way, there is still a shortage of food and clothing in the northwest, and I heard that Ke Jihai's army froze to death dozens of people last month. ”

Mrs. Ying was worried when she heard this: "When will this battle be over?" ”

"I can't finish fighting." He Yue explained to his mother, and the latter sentence lowered the volume, "Da Sima Dong Haoming is plotting rebellion, aiming at the throne, if he does not enter the capital of the capital for a day, he will not stop attacking for a day." ”

Mrs. Ying muttered, "What should we do if he really comes in?" ”

"Dong Haoming wants to attack here, it's not so easy, don't say frustrating words, madam." He Chunhua shook his head, "I still have to go south sooner or later, but not now, I have to choose a good time." ”

He killed Sun Fuping and Nian Songyu the year before last, intercepted the Nian Praise Ceremony last year, and then recaptured Maozhou, with fruitful results, and it was the time when the official career was smooth sailing.

At this time, he should cherish his feathers, cherish his reputation, and avoid fighting uncertain battles.

He Chunhua knew very well that he was able to win those battles last year, mainly because he took advantage of the geographical advantages and the convenience of others. Xiazhou is his territory, there are important people, and the money and grain are all from the four major families.

If you have soldiers, money, and food, you will have the confidence to fight, and the error tolerance rate will be high.

But if he led his troops to fight in the south, it would not be his territory, and the supply of grain and grass would depend on the royal court's assistance.

How difficult the logistics of the Kite King's Court are, He Chunhua has a deep understanding.

When he was the governor of Xiazhou, he was assigned a task by the Kite Wang Court to supply food to Zhao Pan's army on the front line.

When Ke Jihai was in full swing on the Northwest Front, he specially ran back to the capital to beg for food.

Zhao Pan led troops to support the northwest front, there was nothing to eat on the road, and the army mutinied......

He Chunhua didn't think that he would be able to get much assistance from the rear when he led his troops south. When the time comes, he will send people back to Kite to urge food, and the monarch will only continue to send a little signal:

"Hold on...... Hold on...... Hang on...... Stick to ......"

As for how to hold on and how to persevere, it depends on He Chunhua's own ability.

He's not a snake there, what can he do? Like Zhao Pan, is it the same as the army, plundering the people?

The war is about logistics, there is no food, no medicine and no morale, what will he do to quell the rebellion?

What's more, compared with the rebellion in the south, the Great Kite monarch is more afraid of the Great Sima in the northwest, and he will also tilt towards Ke Jihai and Zhao Pan's army in the allocation of logistics resources.

There are only two mouthfuls of porridge, and if people drink more, He Chunhua will get even less.

(End of chapter)