Chapter 1289: Fighting

Can such a person who doesn't know how to look at the situation really be an external envoy? He Lingchuan looked at Sun Fuling, who blinked at him, indicating that she didn't mind. So He Lingchuan took the initiative to order a set of food for Xin Yi and asked for two more pots of wine.

After tasting a bite of chicken, Xin Yi closed his eyes for a long time: "This kind of rich and sweet taste, it's been a long time since I've tasted it!"

He Lingchuan crunched a bite of garlic: "Could it be that the roast chicken in the Shari River Basin has no chicken taste?"

Xin Yi also learned to eat a bite of meat and a bite of garlic: "Far from it! Just for this little chicken taste, I have to find someone to steal the secret."

These few actions made He Lingchuan change his view of him greatly. He originally thought this guy was as graceful as Xu Shichu and Lu Xun, but he didn't know that he could put down his posture and face in a second, with oil on his ten fingers.

"You have to offer the old man an irresistible high price." He Lingchuan pointed to the back kitchen. "He has a secret recipe."

Sun Fuling interjected: "May I ask Mr. Xin's age?"

He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows, because the word "age" is generally used for people who are a bit old.

Xin Yi gnawed on the chicken and said: "Forty-eight!"

He Lingchuan was startled; can a forty-eight-year-old look so young, not much older than him? "Is this a rejuvenation technique?"

Xin Yi waved his hand: "Just a family secret technique, plus the time spent in seclusion was too long."

He asked Sun Fuling back: "How did Master Sun see it?"

Sun Fuling shook the wine in the cup lightly: "The eyes are different."

Men and women in their teens and twenties have budding vitality and exposed sharpness, and their eyes are full of vigorous spirit.

By the thirties and forties, the eyes naturally become much more restrained and calm.

This kind of change and expression is natural and not easy to disguise.

Xin Yi looked at Sun Fuling with surprise: "Amazing, is Master also hiding her true self?"

"Just a teacher in the city." Sun Fuling smiled. "I've seen too much of the innocent eyes of children, so I know they are completely different from adults."

He Lingchuan chatted with this external envoy while eating, and finally found out that he was the younger brother of the head of the Hanyuan Prefecture family, specializing in family secret methods, and had been in seclusion for fifteen years in one breath, only leaving seclusion and entering the world two years ago.

Not long after, he received the task of replacing Lu Xun and serving as an envoy to Panlongcheng. However, he was only responsible for passing messages between Lingshan and Panlongcheng, and did not interfere with other things.

He Lingchuan also knew that there was someone else in charge of bilateral contact.

At this time, there were no other guests in the shop, so He Lingchuan asked in detail about the situation in Hanyuan Prefecture, such as how large the family territory was, what industry they used to make a living, how they usually interacted with Lingshan, what strange stories were in the territory, and so on.

The questioning was so detailed that even Sun Fuling looked at him frequently.

Xin Yi answered one by one with a good temper, but also wondered: "I didn't expect General He to be so interested in my family."

"Curiosity." He Lingchuan smiled. "The surname 'Xin' is not common; it seems the only one I know is you."

Xin Yi also asked about the past battles of Panlongcheng, especially: "I heard that the Beijia demon general Fu Shanyue raided Yuh'eng City and was defeated by General He. Since the main person is here, can you tell me in detail?"

"Just a risky move." He Lingchuan briefly described the battle that day.

After listening, Xin Yi said: "This is the first time Panlongcheng has defeated a Beijia general head-on? They won't give up."

"Beijia is indeed angry." Since the Battle of Yuh'eng City, Beijia's attention to Panlongcheng had risen, and the progress of the war seemed to have accelerated compared to history.

"Beijia's layout is usually very long-term; when one hair is pulled, the whole body moves; Fu Shanyue is also a newly rising star, and his fighting style is also very novel. General He's great victory in Yuh'eng City this time is also not simple."

He Lingchuan was slightly startled. When he was in charge of Yuh'eng City, the strategies he adopted against the Longchuan water bandits and Fu Shanyue were very detailed, and even if bystanders could obtain intelligence, it would be very difficult to summarize and refine.

Not to mention this stranger from afar, even the military and civilians of Yuh'eng City who experienced the whole process didn't know what the Commander-in-Chief had done at that time, and which ones really had an effect.

Xin Yi could point out the doorway, not because of his deep research into He Lingchuan's strategy, but because of his understanding of Beijia.

From Beijia's perspective, he could also draw the correct conclusion.

At this time, there was a flapping sound outside.

The three looked up and saw a red falcon landing on the window, speaking human words to He Lingchuan:

"Someone is making trouble at Shuanghe Restaurant; the door panel asked me to inform the General."

"Who?" It's not strange for people to make trouble in a tavern; after drinking, people have a thousand states, the problem is, why would the door panel use such a trivial matter to labor the superior? "The soldiers under the door panel, and people from the East."

The East? He Lingchuan looked at Xin Yi after hearing this: "How many people?"

"Seventeen or eighteen on each side." The falcon said, "The cause was that the people from the East were drinking and making noise, and two soldiers under the door panel went to stop them, but the other side scolded... well, complained that there were too many rules here, and the two sides started fighting after talking."

He Lingchuan and Sun Fuling looked at each other and understood.

What complaint? The other side must have been cursing.

Panlongcheng's rules are strict, and there are hundreds of things that are not allowed. And this was the result of a major adjustment after opening to the outside world; otherwise, picking fruits on the roadside would be punished by a cane.

The city residents were already used to it. But such strict regulations were not very adaptable to newcomers, and they would break the law if they were not careful. Usually, it was fine, but after drinking too much, they spoke without thinking, and it was easy to cause trouble.

"More and more people from both sides were involved. When the door panel rushed over, he asked me to find you."

Involving people from Lingshan, the door panel couldn't make up his mind and could only report upward.

Xin Yi interjected: "Which side is more seriously injured?"

He Lingchuan glanced at him; this person's desire to win was quite strong.

The falcon shook its feathers and ignored him, only reporting to He Lingchuan: "After they smashed four or five tables, they rushed to the Reading Hall, saying that the fight couldn't be fought in vain, and they had to decide the winner on the arena."

No wonder the door panel had to report: "Who made this suggestion?"

Private fighting is strictly prohibited in Panlongcheng, but those who really want to fight can resolve conflicts through the official arena. This method is usually not known to newcomers, and only locals would do so.

"Door panel. He said that since it couldn't be stopped anyway, blocking is worse than dredging. By the way, the loser has to compensate for the restaurant's losses."

He Lingchuan laughed: "Staying with Willow for a long time, he has also become smarter."

His eyes moved, and Sun Fuling knew his intention, immediately stood up and said: "Full, I have a class in the academy, I'll go first."

After saying that, she nodded to Xin Yi and turned to leave.

He Lingchuan threw some broken silver on the table and just stood up when Xin Yi said: "I heard about the Reading Hall as soon as I arrived in Panlongcheng. General He, let me open my eyes."

He Lingchuan certainly wouldn't refuse: "Please follow me."

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