After the Fairy Disappeared Chapter 217

  Chapter 217 First contact

  He Lingchuan couldn't help noticing that her facial features were deep, her nose was straight, her cheekbones were a little higher than that of ordinary women, her face was three-dimensional and delicate, but she couldn't match any Xiaojiabiyu or gentle beauty.

  He then told what he saw and heard after he jumped into the spider hole, deliberately omitting the part about committing suicide.

  Sun Fuling did not say a word the whole time, but listened carefully until he stopped and said: "The legend of Zhu Erniang has a long history, but it is actually true? From this point of view, it was also a fairy in a long time ago."

   "Fairy?" He Lingchuan thought about it too, "That's right, a person who can become a fairy is called a fairy, and a monster who becomes a fairy is called a fairy."

   "But now it is bound by Shanze, um, at least it originally had an agreement with Shanze, so it won't hurt the human beings in the past." Sun Fuling actually felt a little emotional, "The demons used to be mediocre now."

   "Are you very interested in ancient gods?" This woman is almost out of food.

   "It's just a bit of a sigh." Sun Fuling took the fire chopsticks and turned the firewood, "There are many immortals in ancient times. If we were born at that time, we would be able to ride the clouds and fly out of the prison."

"Prison?" He Lingchuan could hear her voice, "For so many years, Panlong City has been solid as a rock, and there is a fierce man like the Red General. Don't you think so? In fact, Panlong Wasteland is very large, and some The small country of Er is not as large as it."

"Other small countries are not in such a desperate situation like Panlong City, they have to work hard to survive." Sun Fuling supported his chest with his hands, "Baling and Xianyu insisted on capturing the Panlong Wasteland, and they have not given up for more than ten years. If only they could coexist peacefully with Panlong City."

"This wasteland is the corridor leading to Xiluo Kingdom in the east and Luhu Lake in the northeast. If we can't get here, Baling and Xianyou will have no way to expand eastward." He Lingchuan dipped some water from the rainwater tank and put it on the table Draw a map, "Lake Lake is in the upper reaches of Hongchuan. From here, take a boat all the way to the east, and you can enter the sea."

   "Then why do they have to expand?"

   This is the question of He Lingchuan.

  Although the world is never peaceful, the reasons for national expansion are usually specific and realistic. "Miss Sun knows?"

"They themselves have been continuously eroded by the demon kingdom in the north. Although there have been several counterattacks in the middle, they still lose more than they win." Sun Fuling also dipped in the water and continued to draw upwards on He Lingchuan's map, "Like Baling Kingdom, four If we lost the Honghetai Highlands years ago, we also lost our most important source of copper and iron ore, and some armies can't even replace their rusted weapons, so how can it be worth it in the long run?”

  He Lingchuan wondered: "Their territory was taken by the demon country, so they came to occupy our territory?" These histories are not in the operas he has heard or read, and they are not even recorded in the local history museum.

  Thinking of this, his heart skipped a beat. Among Sun Fuping's relics was a notebook, which He Chunhua took away by himself, but he did not show it to the brothers. He said that there were too many heretics in it, and it mainly described the various methods Sun Fuping used to find the Dafang pot. But is there a possibility that the specific history of Panlong City's past is also collected in it?

   "Who made the Xiluo country weaker?" Sun Fuling sighed, "The weak will not be sympathized with, but will only be invaded."

"Four years ago, the Baling Kingdom was defeated in the Battle of Honghetai. The old national teacher Qian Hang took the blame and resigned, and Shao Yan succeeded him as the new national teacher." She continued, "There may be three national teachers in Baling, and Shao Yan will be the next one. It takes time for those who want to gain a firm foothold. The battle between Baling and Panlong City has been dull and boring these past few years. Suddenly send Shao Yingyang to lead an army to attack south."

  He Lingchuan stared at her and said, "How do you know so much?" Again, the girl can't even eat enough.

   "Every time Wenxiantang has a class, I go to listen to it. In addition to explaining the situation, there are also comments from famous experts, which are thought-provoking." Sun Fuling smiled, "Besides, I often go to the History Museum to borrow books."

  He Lingchuan was startled for a moment, then overjoyed: "There is also a history museum here!"

   "Yes, it's right next to the Promotion Department that you often go to. I even fed Mr. Zhang standing upstairs in the History Museum."

   "Zhang..." Is that the octopus demon who gave people a talent test? This stuff doesn't seem to be vegetarian. "Do you have extra food to feed it?"

   "I'm not always so poor." Sun Fuling suppressed her smile, "The salary will be paid in five days, and now I don't have to pay off my brother's debt, just make it through the next few days."

   "Then what does Miss Sun do for a living?"

  Sun Fuling raised her head slightly: "I teach in Shumin Academy."

   "It turned out to be a female gentleman from the official school, disrespectful and disrespectful." The Shumin Academy is well-known, and He Lingchuan has heard the neighbors on the east side scold the cubs, saying that the children of other people can go to the Shumin Academy, and the ancestors look good. It is named after the mountain where it originated. It was originally a rural school, and it was called Shuminxiang in the past. It is said that Zhong Shengguang personally inscribed it as Shumin Xuegong last year, and changed its name from then on.

   This incident alone shows a huge change in Zhong Shengguang's mentality.

   Pulling away.

  In fact, most of Panlong City is the same as other places, private schools and family schools are everywhere, and Shumin Academy is an out-and-out official school. It's not that everyone's children can go to school, even if they have money, they can't get in.

  Similarly, the establishment of teachers in prestigious schools is not easy to get into. Sun Jiayuan's younger sister has two brushes.

  Sun Fuling, as the official permanent teacher of the Shumin Academy, not to mention that her salary is a bit higher than that of ordinary residents, at least it is no problem to support herself.

   "You are polite." Sun Fuling tilted her head in return.

  The water boiled, and He Lingchuan made a cup for her: "No wonder you are so knowledgeable. I will ask you for advice when I have difficulties in the future."

"Okay." Sun Fuling took it but didn't drink, as if warming his hands, "Liu Tiao said that you just moved to Panlong City, and you are not familiar with the place, so you can ask me directly if you don't understand anything in the future." After finishing speaking, he stood up Farewell, "It's too late to bother you, you should go to bed early."

  She left He Lingchuan's small courtyard and closed the door behind her back.

  This Miss Sun walks so fast, do you usually have to catch the class bell when you go to the school? He Lingchuan picked up the rejected cup of hot water and drank it down.

   Once the two teams of the Supporting Army and the Songyang Mansion are merged, they will become even bigger, and with the blessing of Yuanli, how can monsters and bandits dare to block the way? The rest of the journey was very peaceful.

  The next day, the supporting army arrived in Ru County, which was only one step away from the border of Xiazhou.

  He Chunhua couldn't hold back, and during the march, he cleaned up two disturbing demon and bandit dens.

  The supporting army followed him all the way from Heishui City to this place, and after experiencing battles of all sizes, his mental outlook was completely different from when he set out. Because of the existence of such natural moats as the Panlong Desert, the border line has been quite peaceful in recent years. The main tasks of the Blackwater City Army are to fight sand bandits and patrol Hongya Road, and there are not many opportunities for regular actual combat.

   However, the army is like a weapon, the more it is polished, the sharper it will be.

Although in the eyes of He Lingchuan, this team is not only on par with the Gale Army, but even worse than the Panlong City Patrol Army, Mo Zhe Jingxuan and Wu Shaoyi now have a very high evaluation of it. The original words are "It is not inferior to be able to fight against Wang Shi, but it is a pity that the number of people is a little less."

  He Lingchuan didn't think they were just sycophants. After traveling thousands of miles by land and water, he also witnessed the current situation of the Great Yuan Kingdom's dismantled military equipment and loose military discipline.

  Especially as his experience increased, he found that even the official army, no matter the local or the central government, was really unrespectable in terms of combat power.

   It's no wonder that when Hong Xiangqian led a group of peasant rebels, he was able to defeat the officers and soldiers, even Woling Pass was taken away, and Shihuan and the capital were frequently in danger.

  Frozen three feet, not a day's cold.

Successes in suppressing bandits and demons certainly boosted morale, but He Chunhua's mood did not improve at all, because judging from the worsening conditions along the way as he went to the north, the people's livelihood in Xiazhou was declining, monsters were in chaos, and bandits were rampant. Much more serious!

  From now on, it will be his territory.

   There are so many troubles in our own land, which leader can be happy?

   On this day, the team walked to Ru County and stopped there for supplies. It takes less than fifteen hours to go north from here, and you can reach Dunyu, the capital.

  The arduous Long March was finally about to reach the destination. Mrs. Ying was in a good mood. She washed away the wind and frost of the journey at the post station, changed into a brocade dress, and adjusted her makeup. She felt radiant in the mirror before she walked out.

  In the living room, there are only two sons, a monkey, and two wolves warming up by the fire, and the husband is nowhere to be seen.

   In just this short amount of time, she only spent less than an hour washing and grooming!

  Mrs. Ying's expression suddenly changed from cloud to cloud: "Where is your father, did you go to Songyanghou again!"

  He Chunhua seldom talked about government affairs with his wife, but he had a great time chatting with Songyang Hou all the way north, and it seemed like he would never see each other again. Mrs. Ying was very annoyed, but her husband was talking about serious matters, whether it was the situation in the north or the cooperation between the He family and Songyang Mansion, she couldn't say anything.

  Every time he talked about Yingjing, He Chunhua laughed heartily, and Mrs. Ying was so angry that her teeth itched. The day before yesterday, my husband sent someone to send silver charcoal to that woman, how considerate!

  The more the man and the woman chatted, the more they got in tune, did they naturally applaud together in the end?

  Her voice was suddenly high-pitched, and He Yue was taken aback. He Lingchuan said lazily: "Mother, please be safe, Dad has gone to the county government to do business."

   Mrs. Ying was dubious: "Really?"

   "It's true." He Yue answered, "Father went there with a straight face."

   Mrs. Ying said embarrassingly: "Really?"

  It is not enough for a husband to find a woman.

  He Lingchuan put a pair of long legs on the short table: "My father is now full of rectification of government affairs and military affairs."

  Of course he only said half of what he said, there is no conflict between flamboyance and serious business, men have always had two heads.

  The first few times of fighting monsters and bandits, He Chunhua regarded it as training, and sent a few generals to lead the soldiers in turn. Even He Yue had passed the addiction, and only He Lingchuan was comfortable from the beginning to the end.

  He also wanted to go, but He Chunhua smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer?"

  When did I become my father's chopper? "Actually, the last thing you need to worry about is Marquis Songyang."

  (end of this chapter)

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