Chapter 585

He Lingchuan smelled a sweet fragrance, not knowing if it was pear or grape. It seemed there was indeed fruit juice in the cup, but the color was a bit strange, and there were some turbid suspended matter. It reminded him of the small stream on the road, which had a layer of greasy light on the surface.

"No," he didn't have the courage to touch liquid of unknown origin, "How to contact later?" He didn't want to run here again and again.

"This is easy to handle," Old Ge walked out of the house and roared at a nearby tree twice.

When he came back, there was something black on his shoulder.

He Lingchuan thought it was a black rat, but looking closely, it was actually a big squirrel, with a fluffy tail and long hair behind its ears.

"Take it to the tree near the residence, call it down if there's anything," Old Ge laughed, "From now on, it's our messenger."

He Lingchuan nodded, so the squirrel jumped onto his shoulder.

"By the way, how much do you know about Fang Canran, the manager of Dunyuan?"

"Manager Fang?" Old Ge didn't even think and said, "He is the most trusted and capable chief manager of General Golden Horn, almost covering all the industries of the Golden Horn family. Outside, ha, he is also a loud name. Why do you ask about him?"

"He seems to be like a friend of mine," He Lingchuan asked, "Do you know about Manager Fang's background? I want to see if there are any origins."

"Background?" Old Ge hissed, "It seems he is from Lingxu City, at least he came earlier than me."

"In that case, I'll go and inquire. But the people the Golden Horn family can use, their background should be clean."

He Lingchuan was dumbfounded: "Where did I say he wasn't clean?"

Old Ge reached out impolitely.

He Lingchuan gave him another silver ingot.

It weighed it: "I'll give you news as soon as possible."

"Also, I want to go to Xushan for a trip, are you still opening a group?"

"Open, of course open," money doesn't distinguish the source, routine business also needs to be done, "There is a group going to Xushan in two days."

"Count me in," He Lingchuan put down a silver ingot as a deposit and got up to leave.

When his figure disappeared from view, Old Ge put away the silver, picked up the wooden cup on the table and drank it in one gulp, saying "Ah" intoxicatedly.

Sour and refreshing!

Humans really don't know good goods.

A big macaque rushed in from behind the door: "Brother Ge, I happen to know the two people he mentioned. They live in Baijia Village in the upper reaches of the Li River in the east, surnamed Chen, making a living by fishing. They are indeed a pair of brothers. Last year they caught a grass carp king in the Li River and sold it for a good price, but before the money was warm, it was all contributed to the gambling house," it scratched its face, "They both have fish-scale disease, scratching more fiercely than me!"

"Then why are you still standing there?" Old Ge swung a slap and patted it out of the window, "Go check where these two brothers are now, to ensure the guest can find them in two days!"

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The next morning, He Lingchuan woke up in his large residence occupying five mu.

The first thing he saw when he sat up was the changing red maples in the garden outside the window, and the long-tailed pheasants eating fruits under the trees.

It was the first time he owned such a large residence, and it was actually in Beijia.

Oh no, he still had a malicious guest who insisted on living here.

Just after getting up, a servant brought warm water to wash his face.

"No need," he snatched the towel.

He Lingchuan would never let others get so close and block his eyes.

He wasn't seriously injured, so he didn't need to swallow the Jade Returning Pill, and now he could run, jump, and fight.

But He Lingchuan didn't rush out, but asked the Goshawk to run errands for him again.

The Goshawk's request this time was half a Xitan sheep. He Lingchuan had been very quick to fulfill his promise last time, but it was tired of eating rabbit meat. These past few nights, the two men and one tiger had been roasting mutton around the campfire, which made it drool.

"No problem."

But the guest waiting hadn't come yet, and He Lingchuan unexpectedly received a gift: the precious armor sent by Nian Zanli.

This was an inner armor that could be worn close to the body, woven in four layers, but its weight was similar to ordinary silk clothes. Just this craftsmanship was very valuable. When He Lingchuan performed the Swallow Return movement, the lighter the self-weight, the better.

Not to mention the material of this soft armor, it was actually woven from the silk of the black gold earth-hole spider!

He Lingchuan was very familiar with earth-hole spider silk; he knew which level of material it was as soon as he touched it. He casually set fire to the armor, burning it for more than ten breaths, but the inner armor didn't change color at all, and it didn't even feel hot to the touch.

It had the ability to repel knives, guns, water, and fire.

He Lingchuan originally asked Songyang Prefecture to make a soft armor for him, using Zhu Erniang's spider silk. But the time to weave the armor was the longest, and Songyang Prefecture didn't have enough manpower here, so the soft armor never came out.

Unexpectedly, Nian Zanli sent it to him first.

He Lingchuan remembered that when he was chatting with Fushan Yue at the Dunyuan auction, he casually mentioned that he wanted to find an inner armor, but didn't expect Nian Zanli to listen.

He didn't expect even more that this gift used earth-hole spider silk, and it was Zhu Erniang's cloud brocade!

That is to say, this inner armor mostly came from Songyang Prefecture.

Nian Zanli bought the inner armor from Songyang Prefecture and sent it to the Pan Mountain Residence for him? Thinking of the request Li Qingge made to him through someone at Dunyuan, she and Nian Zanli...? Fushan Yue wasn't here today, but the guard said Nian Zanli also sent condolences to the Crown Prince.

There was originally no interaction between the Chiyan Kingdom and the Xun Prefecture Shepherd. Presumably, after the Dunyuan auction, the ins and outs of the Anti-Aging Pill case finally reached Nian Zanli's ears, and he heard that the guesthouse exploded and the Chiyan Crown Prince's party was attacked, so he prepared gifts to express condolences.

Lingxu City is full of powerful people. If you want to save favors, you can't wait until you need them to find them; you must pay attention to expanding your connections at ordinary times. The regulations and scale of social interaction in the imperial capital of six hundred years have reached the pinnacle.

Nian Zanli wanted to stand firm in Lingxu City, and he couldn't lack friends and nobles. A friendship with the Crown Prince of a vassal demon nation was very worth managing.

Compared to Fushan Yue, He Lingchuan received fewer gifts because he was unknown—even though he was the real "victim" of the explosion case.

In the evening, a distinguished guest arrived.

When Li Qingge, dressed in gorgeous clothes, passed through the maple forest and walked into the back garden, dinner had just been set in the Luyu Hall.

"Your residence is really good," she looked at He Lingchuan and clicked her tongue twice, "Elegant everywhere, quiet in the middle of the noise."

"Quiet in the middle of the noise means you think it's small, right?" Anyway, no one would describe Dunyuan like this.

Li Qingge laughed: "Don't misinterpret my meaning. Hmm? You don't seem very happy?"

This woman is really sharp.

He Lingchuan pulled a chair for her: "Please take the seat."

When Li Qingge leaned over to sit down, He Lingchuan could see the fiery red coral beads on her black cloud bun and smell the faint cloud-hu fragrance on her neck without lowering his head.

She was wearing bright red lips today, more intense and gorgeous than the maple leaves in late autumn outside.

But she sat upright.

"How are your injuries?"

He Lingchuan poured wine for her casually: "Minor injuries, can't die."

He knew very well how powerful the explosion was. The injuries were all on his back, and he had set up a protective aura and had the mirror to save him, so he only suffered some skin injuries, and his internal organs were basically fine.

Injuries were necessary, otherwise it wouldn't be true.

Li Qingge looked at the wine glass: "Then you can still drink?"

"The doctor has instructions," He Lingchuan took another jar, "So what I'm drinking is tea."

"You are really a lucky general. Have you caught the murderer?"

He Lingchuan shook his head: "They even put poison on the tables and chairs in my guest room. The official searching the scene touched it a few times and collapsed on the spot, almost dying."

Li Qingge's beautiful eyebrows furrowed: "They put poison, and then blew you up? Why bother with this second step?"

"Either they were afraid I wasn't dead enough, or—"

Li Qingge had already realized: "Or it was the work of two groups of people?"

"The government office suspects so," He Lingchuan laughed, "Currently, they can find a little clue following the poison, and they are investigating."

"The government is under great pressure, and the superiors probably set a deadline for them to solve the case," Li Qingge picked up a piece of braised venison, "You hid in the small building to form a unity, but you don't know that it's spread everywhere outside. This explosion case is like adding fuel to the fire. Suddenly, you and Fushan Yue have become red-hot in Lingxu City, and no one can compare to you."

He Lingchuan smiled without saying a word.

Sitting on such intense exposure, this is the safest time for him now. People who want to find trouble with him must think twice and think again.

Before he could ask, Li Qingge said: "By the way, my people were sent out long ago, and now they should have passed the White Spirit Valley, and they will arrive at the destination in a few more days."

She didn't make it clear, but He Lingchuan understood the implication: the people she sent should arrive at the Wan Ge Marsh in a few more days and press that punishment dragon pillar.

This was really the news He Lingchuan had been looking forward to. I hope everything goes well and there won't be any more moths.

"Thank you, Lord, you really helped me a lot," he put the inner armor sent by Nian Zanli on the table, "By the way, the gift Nian Zanli sent me was produced by Songyang Prefecture, right?"

Li Qingge only glanced at it and nodded: "It was only made the night before last. Eldest Young Master is really capable; with only one meeting with Nian Zanli, he took the initiative to send you gifts to get close."

Facing her, He Lingchuan's choice of words was always cautious: "How much did you charge him for this inner armor?"

Li Qingge slowly put down her chopsticks and took another sip of wine before saying:

"Didn't charge a cent."

"He asked me directly, so I gave it to him."

He Lingchuan waited for her explanation. This woman came to the appointment and should have thought about what to say long ago.

Li Qingge looked at him and bit her lip: "Songyang Prefecture has an important thing that fell into his hands, I want to ask you to help me take it back!"

It was so direct all of a sudden, without twists and turns? He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows, a bit surprised:

"What thing?"

"That thing was originally in the hands of Sun Fuping, who used it to threaten Songyang Prefecture for many years, asking for money and things to fill his desires," Li Qingge said in a deep voice, "I originally thought that after Sun Fuping died, Songyang Prefecture could be freed from this, but I didn't expect that such a thing would fall into the hands of Nian Zanli!"

"He opened his mouth like a lion as soon as he came, I really didn't want to give it, but..."

Speaking of this, she sighed lightly.

He Lingchuan's eyes flickered: "Is it that colorful bamboo tube?"

(End of chapter)