Chapter 441: Stories of Old Friends

"Isn't that right?" Li Qingge had already figured it out, "If Nian Zanli also delivers good news to Bejia, the reason is probably to kill the 30,000 elite members of the Yuan Kingdom. You also know the situation of the Yuan Kingdom, and you can fight well. There are not many troops. General Zhao's 30,000 soldiers are really rare elites in our country." After saying this, he sighed.

The elite troops of the Yuan Kingdom were not fighting against the former great Sima Dong Haoming on the western front, or they were resisting Xunzhou Mu Nian Zan on the northern front, and there was still a little left to defend the capital.

Beyond that, almost nothing.

He Lingchuan was also deeply touched by the collapse of the remaining army.

The Xiazhou army that He Chunhua hurriedly raised within a few months was far inferior to Zhao Pan's army.

What Nian Zanli killed was indeed an important force in the Kite Kingdom.

"Each one reports his own victory and each one performs his own merits." He Lingchuan smiled helplessly, "A big battle can actually lead to a win-win situation?"

"Winning or losing depends on the angle." Li Qingge twirled the cup in his hand a few times, "From each standpoint, there is a point of victory. I see that the people in Xiazhou are also very happy, and they are praising your lordship everywhere. Martial and wise.”

"My father's life in Dunyu should be very good now, right?"

"Isn't that right?" Li Qingge chuckled, "General Manager He is well-versed in government orders and has a high reputation. All counties and counties will not disobey him."

He Lingchuan leaned back slightly: "It seems that I have been worrying for so long in vain."

"How did you survive?" Li Qingge suppressed his curiosity, "I was not free yesterday, please explain it to me now!"

She and He Lingchuan were not close friends, but they chatted very familiarly and naturally, even a bit like a coquettish person.

What's even more rare is that instead of being annoying, it actually flatters people.

He Lingchuan simply started with the Battle of Hanhe River, and then mentioned Zhu Erniang's experiences in the Demon Nest Swamp, Baoshu Country, and the storm in Gale Wind Plains... until now.

Of course, there are some things you can't mention.

After talking about this for at least two hours, the wine was refilled three times.

Li Qingge applauded and said, "It's interesting. I wish I had such an experience."

"Sir Sir Alex has traveled all over the country, so his experience is naturally richer than mine."

"There are too many trivial matters, how can you lead a life as pure as yours?" Li Qingge said with his hands, "After you go to Xushan in Lingxu City, what are your plans? Do you want to go back to Xiazhou Dunyu?"

He Lingchuan hesitated slightly: "Let's talk about it then. I always feel that this trip will not be peaceful."

He did not mention the content of Zhu Erniang's commission, but that would definitely have an impact on Xushan.

He is a man of his word and will keep the secrets that need to be kept.

Hearing what he said, Li Qingge's eyes moved slightly.

He Lingchuan still had something to worry about: "By the way, how are my men doing?"

Speaking of this, Li Qingge stopped smiling: "Oh, I heard that the wolf demon disappeared after the Hanhe War, and it was... hard to find him afterwards."

He Lingchuan waved his hand: "It's not dead."

He could feel that the fairy pet contract he signed with Lu Xin had not expired, so he was more worried about Ling Guang before.

"By the way, your Yao Yuan has returned to Dunyu, and I invited him to Songyang Mansion again."

He Lingchuan was overjoyed and solemnly toasted her with a glass of wine: "Thank you for taking it in."

Li Qingge told him that during the Battle of the Han River, Lingguang was originally hiding in a tree, but later the flood overflowed to the south, so it had to evacuate westward, and could not find He Lingchuan the whole time. It wasn't until the flood receded and the battle was over that it heard that He Lingchuan had been washed away by the flood.

This kind of flood is also covered with endless fallen trees. Unless the person who falls in is a god, it will be impossible to survive.

Lingguang and the Xiazhou army searched for He Lingchuan by the river for half a month and could not find He Lingchuan, so he had to follow the army back to Dunyu.

But after returning, an embarrassing problem arose: his employer had disappeared and the employment contract was automatically terminated. The General Manager's Mansion didn't need an alchemist, and the salary of fifteen taels per month was quite expensive, so Lingguang had nowhere to go for a while.

I don't know where Li Qingge heard about it, so he wanted to hire him. Songyang Mansion happened to be in need of an experienced alchemist.

"This little monkey thought you were killed by it. It has been depressed for many days and refuses to harm anyone anymore." Li Qingge said with a smile, "Although it is in my house, it has not signed the engagement letter."

"Want to defeat me?" He Lingchuan laughed loudly, "Just because of his little moral skills? He thinks too highly of himself."

"In addition, four or five of your subordinates such as Shan Youjun and others survived and returned to Dunyu. Since your whereabouts were unknown, they were merged into the General Manager's Office. It seems that there is also a young man named Sun."

"Only four or five people are going back?" Before the Hanhe War began, he went to the battlefield with more than a dozen cavalry soldiers.

"Yes. Your subordinate Jiao Tai is gone too."

He Lingchuan was silent.

He rescued Jiao Tai from Dunyu Prison, but the man did not live for more than a hundred days.

Li Qingge didn't stay in Xiazhou for long, and he already seemed to be a know-it-all about Dunyu: "That capable steward, Ding Zuodong, is temporarily working under Mrs. Ying."

He Lingchuan nodded, these were not unexpected. The eldest son was washed away by the flood, and there was no good news. Is it any wonder that He Chunhua inherited his inheritance and took over his talents?

Li Qingge asked again: "You said that the great demon Zhu Erniang gave you some of her own spider silk?"

"Yes." He Lingchuan's heart moved, remembering that this was the Lord of Songyang Palace, the master of creation, and he quickly took out Yunjin and Spider Fang from the storage ring.

Li Qingge held up the Yun brocade and looked at it carefully, and even lit a small cluster of real fire to burn it, and then sighed: "Young Master He is really amazing. The treasures he brought out are all treasures of this level."

From the broken knife to Sun Fuping's purple gold pestle, to the brocade made by the prehistoric demon Zhu Erniang, the treasures that He Lingchuan brought out were beyond the reach of even the dignitaries of Yuan Country. Her investment in He Lingchuan seemed to have a more lucrative return in the future.

He Lingchuan certainly wouldn't say something like "Just take it if you like it" to please the beauty. He thought for a moment, took the hook from the sleeve arrow, and put it on the table:

"The hook that Master Li Fubo made for me is indeed useful, but I hope to separate it from the sleeve arrow." The last time I fell into the Han River, I was missing a hook. "Also, can you add spider silk to the rope?"

"Leave it to me." Li Qingge agreed without hesitation. "Your rope is already very strong. If you add the spider thread of the demon, I'm afraid nothing can break it."

"That's the best." He Lingchuan took out another piece of brocade. "How about this one as a reward?"

He couldn't take advantage of others for nothing.

Only with mutual benefit can the business last long.

"It's just a little handicraft, young master is really generous." Having said that, Li Qingge put away the brocade without hesitation and picked up the two fangs, "This is suitable for making a pair of short swords." It is naturally poisonous and has a blood-draining groove.

"Thank you, Lord." He wanted to leave it for his clone to use.

"It will be done in three days at most." As soon as Li Qingge said this, He Lingchuan knew that her level was at least not inferior to Li Fubo.

"Thank you, Lord."

"If it doesn't work, please give us feedback in time so that we can improve it."

He Lingchuan sighed: "I am no longer the old young master He. Lord, you are so generous, but how can I repay you?"

He said half a joke, and the other half was a test.

In the past, Songyang Mansion was polite to him, and it could be said that it was for He Chunhua's sake. After all, the governor of Xiazhou was a high-ranking official. If Songyang Mansion wanted to develop in that piece of land, it had to pay homage to the local snake.

However, He Lingchuan is now alone in Beijia, without power and influence, so why does Li Qingge still give him so many conveniences?

Snobs are human nature, and businessmen are especially profit-seeking.

He was somewhat alert to the woman's advances.

Li Qingge smiled and said, "You helped me to connect with Fu Shanyue, and the crown prince of Chiyan owed me a big favor. I can't thank you enough. Doing business in Chiyan is not as easy as in Baoshu. On the contrary, as long as Fu Shanyue opens his mouth, I will have a lot of money here, and the competition is much smaller. Tell me, should I thank you?"

He Lingchuan laughed, "So I didn't take advantage of the Lord for nothing? Well, then I won't refuse it."

"Mr. He is too polite." At this point, Li Qingge covered her mouth and yawned, "Okay, I have to travel tomorrow, I have to rest."

He Lingchuan immediately stood up: "Sweet dreams, see you tomorrow."

Li Qingge smiled and glanced at him, and walked out of the private room first with her slender waist.

When He Lingchuan returned to the room, he found that it had been raining outside at some point, pattering.

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The rain stopped at Choushi, and the air was filled with the scent of grass and soil.

Before dawn, the mountain goat walked out of the town and strolled to the countryside to eat grass.

The grass leaves with rain and dew in the early morning are the most delicious, but the plants that grow wildly in summer are not as sweet as those in spring. The mountain goat went to the roots of the trees to pick some mushrooms that had just emerged from the ground, which were fresh and tender.

He Lingchuan would remove its riding gear at night and let it go free, so it is now no different from an ordinary wild goat demon.

It was eating happily and did not notice that two pairs of eyes were staring at it and whispering to each other behind the bushes a hundred steps away.

"Is this a passing monster?"

"Of course."

"Are you sure?" the person who asked the question earlier whispered, "Don't cause any more trouble."

"Nonsense! This is a white-striped mountain goat, which only exists in Baoshu Country. It suddenly appeared here alone, so it must be a wandering wild monster."

"It's very close to the town, maybe it came from the town." The man still had doubts before, "The superiors only allow us to catch new monsters born by the Emperor's Flowing Slurry..."

"The superiors have also given us a monthly quota to hand in." His companion interrupted him, "This month, an additional 30 will be added. What choice do you and I have?"

"This sheep is also very majestic to be caught as a mount, it's a pity to melt it."

"If you don't catch it, you won't be full, stop talking nonsense!"

The two men got a bunch of dark red grass from somewhere and spread it evenly around the hillside.

The grass has a light fragrance, and the mountain goat moved closer while eating, rolled its tongue, and began to eat the red grass.

This thing is called sweet red grass, which has a hallucinogenic effect. The more it is eaten, the happier and more addicted it becomes. In the end, the eater becomes like a fairy and does not know where he is. It is also called sheep and deer happy grass.