Chapter 17 You Need to Be More Sensible

Nian Songyu was a little arrogant: "Master He, do you know the endless sea south of the sky? There are constant hurricanes all year round, turbulent undercurrents, and sea monsters roaming around. It is also said to be a sea area that is forbidden to living people. I have been ordered by the king to go south twice. Entering and exiting the endless sea, the same thing happened. "These country people really don't know the heights of the world.

He Lingchuan coughed: "When you go in and out of the Endless Sea, you always have a guide, right?"

"Of course."

"But from September to February or March of the next year, sometimes until April, there are no guides at all in the Panlong Desert. No one dares to go!" He Lingchuan looked at his father, "In the past fifty years, this desert has swallowed at least Four thousand lives are calculated by the victims, and the true number is unknown. But when the desert really shows its power, do you know how many people will come back alive?"

"One!" He raised a finger. "Only one in fifty years, and he has gone crazy. According to the shaman's diagnosis, he has lost his soul and will never regain his sanity in this life."

Sun Dongfu raised his eyelids slightly, and the Imperial Master showed his dignity, "Da Sima has sent people to look for something. As long as we find it, it may be safe for us to enter and leave the Panlong Desert. Besides, I will try my best to protect the team."

He Chunhua sneered secretly. After going around in a big circle, the picture is finally revealed, right? However, he was still surprised on the surface: "What is that?"

What did Da Sima send people to find to cause his son to fall off the cliff?

"It's a relic left by Zhong Shengguang. By using it to enter and exit the Panlong Desert, the resentful spirits guarding the ruins are likely to allow us to pass." Nian Songyu said, "The clues found by Da Sima all point to the Sand Leopard Clan on Hongya Road. Master He, does he know that Zhong Shengguang’s spiritual pet in the past was a sand leopard?”

"Yes, I think I've heard it before."

"Now its descendants and tribesmen are all in the Panlong Desert. We went to look for them and inquired, and there was a little conflict." Nian Songyu said lightly, "A few sand leopards left. We spent forty or fifty days looking for them one by one. Later it was discovered that one might have entered Blackwater City."

He Lingchuan smiled: "It's simple, just put up posters all over the city to find leopard revelations. Blackwater City, there are monsters everywhere."

Sun Fuping said to He Chunhua: "Then we need to borrow the power of the county guards. Time is precious, and the battle of Woling Pass cannot be delayed. As we speak, there are no telling how many lives have been harvested on that battlefield. Only by finding Dafang Hu as soon as possible can we end this battle. An unjust war."

He Chunhua thought for a while: "If you find the token, I will send the best guide to show you the way."

"The twenty or so of us alone are not enough. We must at least have an army." Nian Songyu was a little dissatisfied. "The Panlong Ruins are the most evil place. Only the destiny of the country can suppress it!"

So at least 200 people are needed, and the generals leading the team must wear the Sheji Order. Otherwise, how can we mobilize the luck to protect the body?

He Chunhua looked troubled. How brave a general would have to be to take over such a plan that was obviously going to end in death?

When Sun Fuping saw this, he immediately said: "There is something I shouldn't say, but Lord He was able to escape from the God-rewarding Case and was demoted to Qiansong County with sufficient preparations and people to take care of him. He was promoted twice under special circumstances. It’s not without Da Sima’s lobbying efforts.”

Criminals who were sent to the frontier had to have their faces painted with inscriptions and had to work in barren land for more than ten years. Although He Chunhua is not such an unlucky person, it is still more than a thousand miles from the capital to Blackwater City? He was only an eleven-year-old child at the time, and he still had a household registration. If no one was there to take care of him, provide him with expenses, and provide enough benefits to the escorting officials, the hardships and ups and downs along the way could easily kill He Chunhua. .

There are countless wronged souls on the road to exile, not one more than him.

Not to mention the subsequent promotions and promotions due to meritorious service, although it was He Chunhua who was responsible for his success, but since there was no one in the court, it was difficult for the emperor to pay attention.

The aroma of wine is not afraid of the deep alley? Oh, what a load of nonsense.

He Chunhua also guessed that there was a noble person interceding with him, but he never expected it to be Da Sima.

Sun Fuping then said: "Seizing the Dafang Pot and seizing Woling Pass is a great achievement. My king personally ordered that those who have meritorious service in this trip will be promoted to one level."

He Chunhua was silent for a while, and finally said: "I will arrange my manpower now. Sun Guoshi and Nian Duwei please move to the annex first. Later we will greet you two at Songhe Tower."

Having achieved their goal, the two of them stood up happily, and the He family's father and son walked outside the main gate and walked away.

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Watching the two people disappear at the corner of the street, He Lingchuan asked his father: "Do you really want to send someone to follow them to Panlong Desert?"

He Chunhua was silent and looked worried. He still had county affairs to deal with, so he told his son: "Don't tell your wife about this matter," and left in a hurry.

He Lingchuan walked back to the house, and He Yue was walking out with his mother and met his brother in the garden.

Mrs. Ying asked her eldest son, "Who is the guest?"

He Lingchuan said seriously: "The Imperial Master and the second son of Xunzhou Mu are discussing confidential matters with father!"

"National Preceptor?" Mrs. Ying was startled, "What Imperial Preceptor?"

"Which Imperial Master is it?" He Lingchuan corrected her, "It's Grand Master Sun Fuping, who came all the way from the capital."

He was a first-class big shot, and princes and princes were treated as guests. Mrs. Ying was surprised, but did not delve into it further. She just asked He Lingchuan, "Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"

Since it is "confidential", she, a woman, cannot ask random questions. He Chunhua usually takes care of county affairs, and Mrs. Ying never gives any advice.

"A mixture of good and bad." He Lingchuan said seriously, "It just depends on how dad handles it."

Mrs. Ying rolled her eyes: "Why did I ask you to go with me?"

This is a confidential matter, so the husband should have called his younger son, who is more reliable.

"I am also involved." He Lingchuan's face darkened, "What does mother mean? Shouldn't father call me when something happens?"

He felt annoyed again.

"You are also involved?" Madam Ying looked him up and down, "Did you stir up trouble again?"

"Is that how you see me?" He Lingchuan also frowned, "Only to cause trouble?"

But Madam Ying seemed to be right.

Ying Hongchan's tone softened, and she advised earnestly: "Lingchuan, you have grown up, you should be more sensible and stable, so that you can share your father's worries."

She glanced in the direction of the gate: "I will go outside to distribute food, you two brothers can chat."

She was helped by the maid to leave, but He Yue stayed.

"Brother, shall we have some tea?"

He Lingchuan understood and followed him to the side hall.

He Yue said to him after taking two steps: "Mother speaks her mind, she has no ill intentions, don't take it to heart."

"Your mother is also my mother, do you need to comfort me?" He Lingchuan squinted at him, "She annoys me to death, and loves you like a treasure, it has been like this since we were children. Hey, you don't need to explain, explanation is just covering up!"