A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 140: Knowing Gratitude and Righteousness (Part )

After Song Xuan, Yan Shu and others parted ways, Zhang Fangping couldn't help laughing a few times.

"Are you smiling?"

"Twelfth brother, I now understand what that arrogant temper you mentioned before is like. I clearly think that Twelfth brother's idea is good, but Mr. Yan is just stubborn."

Song Xuan waved his fan: "That's normal. They also want to save face."

The two talked and laughed.

Twelve Bookstores.

He San was naturally smiling happily.

Ever since he followed Young Master Song, he felt more and more confident.

Whether at home or outside.

Young Master Song's shop is booming, and all his old acquaintances have come to ask if Shi Erlang's shop is hiring and how much money he can make.
He San naturally obeyed Song Xuan's words and didn't dare to tell the truth. He just laughed it off to earn some money to fill his stomach.

After all, it’s not very profitable to publicize Young Master Song’s business.

In addition to purchasing large quantities of raw materials, they also have to pay wages and finally share the profits with the academy.

He could only earn about three hundred coins a month, but the good thing was that he was provided with food and could eat as much as he wanted.

I can also find some small jobs for my family and earn some supplementary money.

Some people believed what He San said, while others did not.

But everyone also understood that who would tell everything to a newly hired guy!
There were few people around at that time, so He San carried a basket on his back and went home to give his mother the printed paper to make into a booklet.

The leader of the fire team, General Yao Yunfan, was on patrol with two men, and naturally saw his subordinate He San.

He immediately called out, "He San."

He San carried the backpack with his head slightly lowered. Although he had no restrictions on food and drink at Song Xuan's place, years of hard work still did not allow him to recover.

"Yu Hou."

He San quickly took two steps and saluted.

If Yao Yunfan hadn't reported his name, how could he have gotten close to Young Master Song?

Yao Yunfan was polite, but he also accepted the gift firmly.

Song Shier's business was booming, and at least He San's family had food to eat.

"Let Yu Hou know. My mother said that after the monthly salary is paid at the end of the month, she will treat Yu Hou to a meal as a thank you. Now I am working for Twelve Lang and I don't have much money."

Hearing He San's words, Yao Yunfan didn't care. He didn't lack food as long as he had it.

"Just make money and support your family. Just don't behave in front of Shi Er Lang and lose face for me. That's more important than you treating me to a meal."

"I wouldn't dare to reply to Lord Yu. I work diligently every day."

"Oh." Yao Yunfan pointed at He San and said, "He can even say diligently now."

He San chuckled and said, "I heard it all from the shopkeeper. I'm just imitating him."

"Good good."

Yao Yunfan looked at the paper in He San's backpack and knew it was a new chapter of the storybook written by Song Twelve:
"Go back and tell your mother not to stick to you so tightly, otherwise it will be hard to wipe your butt."

He San quickly apologized, saying that if he didn't stick it firmly or stuck it to the wrong place, the shopkeeper would not only not give him money but also deduct money. He hoped that Yu Hou would forgive him.

"Oh, I see. I was just joking. You don't need to take it to heart. Twelve Lang's requirements are so strict. You must do your best."

"You know, many of our brothers in the Fire Squad want to follow Shi Er Lang but haven't had the chance yet."

"Thank you for your teachings, Yu Hou."

Yao Yunfan waved his hand and asked He San to quickly deliver the things to his mother.

"Yu Hou, this kid is really lucky."

"I'm asking you to work hard in Twelve Lang's shop, but you can't handle this kind of hardship."

"That's right, but I don't know when I can win the prize in Shi Er Lang's shop."

"It depends on your luck."

Yao Yunfan patrolled slowly.

I was hoping to run into Song Twelve. I heard that the academy was going to hold an opening ceremony today, so it would be a good opportunity to catch up with old times.

He San was in a very good mood and rushed home.

He could feel that after he started working for Shi Erlang, even Yu Hou became polite to him.

Gao Zunfu, who was entrusted by the emperor to serve as the Imperial City Administrator, brought his men to Songcheng.

He has already sent his men out to inquire.

Whether it is Song Xuan’s hometown Lema Town or here, as long as there is any news about Song Xuan, he must find out everything before he can go back and report.

Gao Zunfu had long been eyeing He San, and signaled his men to arrest the thief He San directly.

"Don't move." Gao Zunfu said, wearing a mask. "You don't want anything to happen to your children and mother, do you?"

"I don't have any money!"

He San really didn't expect that a thief soldier like him would be kidnapped.

"I know you don't have any money." Gao Zunfu took out a bunch of money and threw it into his backpack:
"Just answer a few of my questions and I'll keep your family safe."

He San naturally didn't dare to say no.

"How about Song Xuan's business?"

"No, not good."

He San understood that someone was targeting Young Master Song's business.

He told Gao Zunfu the same excuse he had given to others.

Gao Zunfu felt that this thief soldier was not telling the truth.

After asking for some more details, he emphasized what he was thinking: "Since you are a soldier of the Xiang army, why would you accept Song Xuan's employment?"

"To be honest, I only make a few dozen coins a month, which is not enough to support my family."

"fart."

Gao Zunfu was furious.

He was in the Imperial Guard and didn't know how much his salary was. Even if the Imperial Guard was divided into three levels, the treatment of the lowest level would not be so bad.

Instead, the person who controlled He San shook his head at Gao Zunfu, signaling him not to say anything more.

Gao Zunfu suddenly came to his senses. He came from a family of generals and understood that some people were drinking the blood of soldiers.

He then took out another string of money:

"Keep this matter to yourself, or I'll throw your whole family into the well."

Gao Zunfu quickly disappeared around the corner and heard his subordinates say:

"Gao Qinshi, the money of the Xiang army is small to begin with, so it's normal for the superiors to deduct it. You almost let it slip just now."

Gao Zunfu also realized that he subconsciously wanted to refute just now, but in this line of work, he had to pay attention to confidentiality and not be tricked by others.

It was his first time to lead a team on a long-distance mission.

Although Gao Zunfu came from a family of generals and his grandfather and father were both crowned kings after their death, he only read a little and practiced martial arts since he was young, and he was not a legitimate son, so he was a minor official all his life.

"Well, I'll pay attention next time."

After the three men disappeared, He Sancai gasped for breath, grabbed the backpack and crawled back home.

Some papers fell out and got covered in mud when he picked them up.

Although Mrs. He had many wrinkles on her face, she was only in her forties. She had already tidied everything, fed her two children and put them to sleep, and was waiting for her son to come home.

Her life became more and more promising, and her neighbors all envied her for being able to find such an easy job even at her old age.

If my son, daughter-in-law and even my eldest granddaughter can all work together, life will definitely get better.

Old Mrs. He was very pleased with this, but she said that they would not starve to death. If Shi Erlang needed anything in the future, she would recommend that you do it too.

The main thing is that we have only been working for a few days, and it is definitely not possible to make requests to the client.

Everyone understood and repeatedly asked Mrs. He to remember them.

The He family was a small family, supported by a widowed woman like her. In the past, they could not even think of letting their children have a full meal and take a nap.

"mother."

He San rushed in, then closed the door with lingering fear, gasping for breath.

"Didn't I tell you to be more steady? Why are you so impulsive? How can you dirty Twelve Lang's paper?"

"it's okay no problem."

He San put down the backpack and didn't dare to look his mother in the eye. "I'm leaving."

He was determined to keep today's incident to himself.

If those powerful men knew that I had leaked the secret, my whole family would be killed.

"stop."

Mrs. He knew immediately that something was wrong with her son today. She simply took out the string of copper coins from her backpack:

"Master Song rewarded you with money again?"

"Yes, I reward you, I reward you."

"Son, do you think I don't understand you yet?"

Old Mrs. He threw the string of copper coins aside:
"Why would Shi Er Lang give you money for no reason? He is very methodical in his actions and would never do anything without a reason. Think it over before you lie to your mother."

He San's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly knelt on the ground:

"Mom, I am sorry to Shi Er Lang. I am sorry to him."

"what is going on?"

When Mrs. He heard this, she was so shocked that her hair stood up.

How can we be sorry to our benefactor?

He San said nothing, just kept crying.

Snapped.

"Say it."

Old Mrs. He held her breath.

She knew that she had made a lot of booklets, and she also understood that Song Xuan's shop must be doing a booming business, otherwise there wouldn't be such a great demand.

Someone must have been eyeing his business, so they went to his son and wanted him to betray Shi Er Lang.

He San then told him about his experience.

Old Mrs. He naturally understood why her son wanted to hide it.

The villain threatened the lives of the entire family.

He San was struggling with whether to tell Song Xuan about this.

Hearing this, she almost fell to the ground and held on to the door frame.

I didn’t expect that just when my family was beginning to feel hopeful, such a disaster would happen!
Because her family worked for Song Xuan, she was respected and envied by her neighbors.

These feelings.

It was something she had never had in her life.

Even when his daughter-in-law gave birth to two girls in succession, he was ridiculed.

In the Song Dynasty, it was extremely easy to become extinct if you didn't have a son!
Especially in this family combination of an orphan and a widow.

"mother."

He San rushed over and tried to support his mother.

Snapped.

He San received a heavy slap in the face, and immediately his Five Finger Mountain rose up.

"You actually want to hide this from Shi Er Lang, just for this little money?"

Old Mrs. He threw the string of money at her son, causing He San's nose to bleed.

"Mom, I'm not doing this for money. I'm afraid that our whole family will be thrown into the well."

Snapped.

Another hard slap.

He regained her youthful boldness:

"Feel your balls in your crotch. Are they still there?"

Seeing that her son didn't move, Mrs. He picked up the fire stick and said:

"Let your mother touch it!"

He San obediently touched his own testicles, then replied with a humble look:
"Here I am."

"It's good that you know. You're really embarrassing your father!"

"Shi Er Lang has been very kind to my He family. Although I am a woman, I know the weight of gratitude and righteousness."

"If Twelve Lang hadn't hired you and me, your mother and I wouldn't have survived this winter. Do you think your son would be able to make it?"

"He not only saved the lives of my He family, young and old, but also helped us rebuild our family business. Have you forgotten all this kindness?"

"I?"

He San lowered his head, blood flowing from his nose.

"Although I haven't been to school, I've heard that even a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring."

Mrs. He straightened her sleeves:

"Today, Twelve Lang needs the help of my He family. Although I am a woman, I will never back down. Even if I die, what does it matter?"

"The lives of our entire family were given by Shi Er Lang. Remember this!"

"mother."

"Now, pretend nothing happened, run to the bookstore, and tell Shi Er Lang everything without missing a single word."

"Mother will be at home taking care of the two children. If anything happens, you and your wife can still have children."

He San raised his head suddenly and heard:
"Get out now! If the news doesn't get out, then my mother and your two children will die in vain."

He San ran out of the house in a panic and headed towards the Twelve Bookstore, wishing he had wings.

Old Mrs. He took out a pair of scissors and tucked them away.

Then he dragged the backpack back to the inner room, took out the sorted papers, carefully wiped off the dirt on them, and continued working.

Being respected is addictive.

She understood that her entire family had long been tied to Song Twelve, and this was the only chance for the He family to get back on their feet.

Old Mrs. He glanced at her sleeping grandchildren and said, "It doesn't matter if the three of us die. Life is the least valuable thing anyway."

Her nose felt sore and she wanted to cry, but she immediately held back her tears.

I have been a coward all my life, and I must not die a cowardly death and let people look down on me!

When Song Xuan arrived at the door of the shop, he happened to meet Yao Yunfan, the commander of the Fire Squad.

Yao Yunfan hurried forward to greet him, he really ran into him.

"Shi Er Lang, it's been a while since we last met. I happened to be patrolling here and wanted to buy some storybooks. My son really loves these stories and insisted that I find him a straight stick to use as his golden hoop!"

"Yao Yuhou, unfortunately, the new chapter will have to wait until tomorrow."

Song Xuan also politely bowed and invited Yao Yunfan into the store to take a look as there were fewer people there.

"Good good."

Yao Yunfan just wanted to get closer to Song Xuan, so he took advantage of the situation and pretended to come in to take a look.

There are still three phases now, and there are three numbers on it, as well as guests who want to leave their names, for people to admire and envy.

"If this continues, Shi Er Lang's business will surely become more prosperous."

"I borrow the auspicious words from Yao Yuhou."

While they were talking, He San suddenly rushed in, saw Song Xuan, and knelt on the ground:

"I hope Twelve Lang can save my whole family's lives."

He San's face was covered in blood, and his nose was bleeding as well. He was gasping for breath and about to lie on the ground.

Song Xuan shouted quickly:
"Help him up quickly and have him walk a few steps slowly, otherwise he might die from his lungs exploding here."

Zhao Si quickly threw away the stick and grabbed He San to prevent him from lying on the ground.

Yao Yunfan also stepped forward to support him, his face showing anger:

"He San, who inflicted the injuries on your body? Who dared to humiliate me like this?"

"My mother."

Yao Yunfan: ???

Zhao Si: ???
Song Xuan: ???
(End of this chapter)