"My Lords, have you considered it? The sea sacrifice is over. I must report to His Majesty in time. This report needs to be reported to His Majesty at the end of Chenshi today, and it must be sent to His Majesty at a distance of 800 miles. Time waits for no one. If you have any opinions, please go back. This official and Merlin need a quiet environment to revise the sea sacrifice report."
Seeing that everyone was silent, Zhao Wenhua curled the corners of his mouth slightly and urged them impatiently, putting pressure on everyone again.
This is a naked threat.
If you don’t sign, then get out. I need to revise the memorial to the sea sacrifice. As for how to revise it, it goes without saying.
After Zhao Wenhua finished speaking, cold sweat broke out on He Qing and Shen Xiyi's foreheads. Their psychological war had reached its final moment.
"Well, silence is golden. I accept your silence." Zhao Wenhua smiled slightly, then said to everyone with a serious face, "Don't embarrass me, gentlemen. Please go back."
"Tiger Guard, show the guest out."
Then, Zhao Wenhua shouted outside the account without any politeness, asking someone to send the guests away.
In general, guests are sent off by serving tea. It is very impolite to ask the Tiger Guards to send guests off so bluntly.
"Ahem, Master Zhao, please wait. I am old and my brain is slow to react. Besides, I cannot afford to be careless when submitting a memorial to His Majesty. I have been checking several data in the memorial. Now I have finished the calculation and there is no problem."
When He Qing saw Zhao Wenhua rudely send the guest away, he suddenly became anxious. He no longer cared about his face, coughed, and spoke slowly.
"Sir..." At this time, the tiger guards outside the tent had already responded and entered the tent, clasping their fists and asking Zhao Wenhua for instructions.
"Okay, you guys can leave first." Zhao Wenhua waved to the tiger guards who entered the tent and sent them away.
Then, he looked at He Qing with a smile.
"Well, this is my negligence. Indeed, the memorial submitted to His Majesty cannot be too serious. However, I hope that the old general will understand that His Majesty is still waiting for the result of the sea sacrifice." Zhao Wenhua said with a smile.
"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand." He Qing nodded repeatedly.
"Meilin, prepare the old general's signature with pen and ink." Zhao Wenhua nodded with satisfaction and said to Hu Zongxian 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.
"General He, please come in." Hu Zongxian dipped the brush into ink and smoothed it twice on the inkstone to put the brush in the best writing condition. Then he looked at He Qing with a smile on his face and urged him.
"Ahem, okay."
He Qing gritted his teeth, stepped forward, picked up the brush and signed his name on the back of the memorial.
If he had been young, or even encountered this situation before the age of fifty, he, He Qing, would never have succumbed and signed the memorial. Victory and defeat are common in the military. I accept the punishment for this defeat. I, He Qing, am confident that I can make up for my crime with meritorious service in the future, wash away the shame of this defeat, and achieve more brilliant military exploits. But now he is old and is about to retire and return home. He is no longer young and time is running out. He has no confidence that he can make more military exploits before retiring.
If he fails to make any more military achievements, he will bring shame to his ancestors, and the favors he leaves for his children will also be greatly reduced.
In the future, when he is mentioned by the younger generations of the family, he will no longer be an honor, but an old fellow who brings shame to the family...
You have to accept the fact that you are getting old.
So, He Qing compromised and signed his name at the end of the memorial, endorsing Zhao Wenhua's memorial.
When Zhao Wenhua saw that He Qing was the first to sign his name at the end of the memorial, his face suddenly became as bright as a flower.
Zhao Wenhua checked He Qing's signature, and after confirming it was correct, he smiled and praised: "Haha, iron painting and silver hook, the pen moves like a dragon, General He's handwriting is really not inferior to the famous literati today."
"No, no, Master Zhao, thank you for your praise."
He Qing cupped his hands weakly, as if signing just now had used up all his strength, and it was more exhausting than any battle he had ever fought in his life. He seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
“General Shen and General He have already signed, what about you?” Zhao Wenhua looked at Shen Xiyi with a smile.
Shen Xiyi took a deep breath and said, "I also think there is no problem with Mr. Zhao's memorial. I am willing to sign my name after it."
“General Shen, please.”
Hu Zongxian dipped the brush into ink again, placed it on the inkstone, and gestured for Shen Xiyi to come forward and sign.
"Thank you very much."
Shen Xiyi clasped his fists and walked slowly towards the desk. These few short steps overdrawn his physical strength. He stood in front of the desk for two seconds before recovering his strength. He picked up the brush and signed his name after the memorial.
Zhao Wenhua took a closer look, then nodded with a satisfied smile, "General Shen's calligraphy is no less impressive than General He's. It's like a flying phoenix, ready to fly, and has a touch of Yan Jin's style."
"Lord Zhao, you are too kind. I have indeed practiced calligraphy by Yan Zhenqing for several years. Over time, I have managed to learn some basic skills." Shen Xiyi sighed and shook his head, seeming to have aged a lot.
"Haha, General Shen is too modest. This calligraphy is not as simple as the surface. It has at least two or three flavors."
Zhao Wenhua was in a good mood and complimented Shen Xiyi with a smile.
Next, Zhao Wenhua turned his gaze to the remaining people who had not signed their names, Tang Kekuan, Yu Dayou, Linhuai Hou and Zhu Pingan.
There was no problem with Zhu Ping'an's opinion because the memorial was originally proposed by Zhu Ping'an.
As for Linhuai Hou, there would naturally be no problem with him. He had made a considerable contribution in this memorial, having captured ninety-eight heads of Japanese pirates. He would not have any objections unless he was kicked in the head by a donkey.
So, only Tang Kekuan and Yu Dayou were left.
In comparison, Tang Kekuan has less experience and less fame, so it should be easier for him to overcome. Therefore, Zhao Wenhua kept his eyes on Tang Kekuan's face.
"General Tang, you are a descendant of a military family, and you have been fighting against the Japanese invaders for many years. I wonder what you think of this memorial?"
Zhao Wenhua stared at Tang Kekuan with burning eyes and asked slowly.
"I have a question about the memorial..." Tang Kekuan paused here, 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 their names with dignity, and naturally did not want any more accidents to happen to the memorial. They kept signaling Tang Kekuan with their eyes to come forward and sign the memorial.
"Haha, seeing the prey makes me happy. Seeing the calligraphy of General He and General Shen, I am also a little itchy."
At this time, Zhu Ping'an smiled, breaking the tense atmosphere in the tent. Before anyone could react, he walked forward and signed.
"Haha, my hands are itching too."
Linhuai Hou also stepped forward to sign. He had been impatient to sign, but he did not dare to sign until Zhu Ping'an signed.
"There have been a lot of casualties in the camp, and there are many things to do. We should not delay. It is better to finish things early and return to the camp to make arrangements." Yu Dayou also stepped forward to sign.
"Alas, I don't think there is any problem with this memorial." Tang Kekuan sighed and stepped forward to sign his name.
Zhao Wenhua smiled brightly upon seeing this.