Chapter 814

Last night he released a nightmare to invade Steward Wu's dream and probed a little information, very smoothly.

It seems that the one who also knows how to use nightmares to kill is not Steward Wu but He Chunhua. The old man of the Li family in Dunyu should have been He Chunhua's handiwork.

At this moment, He Chunhua is not here, which is convenient for He Lingchuan to act.

He has already learned: First, Steward Wu does not know Sun Hongye's whereabouts, nor does he know the book "Yao Hua Ji Zhu."

This can explain that He Chunhua is also unaware, did Sun Hongye really leave on his own initiative? Secondly, He Chunhua did indeed reward the gods, did indeed invite Nailuotian at the cost of his eldest son! With Steward Wu's testimony, everything is clear.

An inexplicable anger surged up, and He Lingchuan subconsciously pressed his heart.

The anger of being betrayed, unwillingness, and disbelief, he could identify these restless emotions, but the transmission to his mind was weak, as if separated by a layer of thick frosted glass.

These are the emotions of the original body.

It is the instinctive reaction of the original body when he heard with his own ears what his beloved father had done to him.

He Lingchuan did not expect that while his control over this body was becoming more and more powerful, the little remaining instinct of the original body had not completely disappeared and could still react to the outside world.

"You should give up," He Lingchuan said in a low voice, "You are just a sacrifice, if you don't perish when falling off the cliff, you will be sacrificed one day. Rest in peace."

A long sigh came from his mind, and he had another feeling: heart like dead ashes.

He subconsciously stopped.

Shan Youjun was puzzled: "Eldest Young Master?"

Qiu Hu on the side whispered: "Don't disturb!"

Qiu Hu could perceive that He Lingchuan's body energy was shifting, but it was scattered and not condensed, and his eyes were suddenly hollow, obviously his spiritual sense had sunk into his sea of consciousness.

Like him and He Lingchuan, their spirits are highly condensed, and this kind of hollowness rarely appears.

In layman's terms, he was distracted.

But this state is different from an ordinary person's distraction.

Fortunately, they had not yet walked out of the He Mansion, so whatever the Eldest Young Master did in his own mansion was not considered out of line.

Shan Youjun looked at Qiu Hu and didn't make a sound.

This side garden suddenly became quiet, as if even the wind blowing over became gentle.

After more than ten breaths, He Lingchuan finally let out a long breath, his body energy returned to order, and his eyes regained their luster.

Under the trial of Panlong City, his spirit became more and more powerful, and his divine sense probed inward, actually catching a little instinct left by the original body.

Or rather, a knot in the heart.

The original body was unwilling and did not understand why his biological father was willing to sacrifice him.

The original body also had some obsession, or contradiction, hoping that He Lingchuan could spare He Chunhua's life and not kill him.

After all, there was the grace of birth and upbringing for more than ten years.

If this knot is not untied, this body cannot be considered to be completely controlled by He Lingchuan.

Later, this obsession and this awkwardness will be buried in the heart, sinking into the subconscious, and may even damage his rationality and affect the judgments he makes in the future.

What is the subconscious? It is a thought that emerges naturally, but its source cannot be scrutinized.

If it reaches this point, he might not be able to figure out whether the judgments he makes in the future are based on his own soul that traveled through time, or the obsession of the original body.

This is too dangerous.

The road of cultivation is bumpy and rugged, and a small mistake can be fatal.

He must find a way to solve this problem, and the simplest and most effective way is to satisfy it and resolve it.

Figuring this out, He Lingchuan was happy instead of worried.

After the Great War of Xushan, every time he recalled the adventure, although the harvest was rich, he always felt that something was missing, and he was slow to improve.

Clearly only one step away, but he couldn't find the door until the end.

Only now did he understand that as cultivation enters this realm, what he lacks most is the "completeness" of the source.

That is a lack of the soul, a boat of his soul sailing in the sea of consciousness but missing a piece of ballast, mysterious and mysterious.

Now that the crux has been found, the subsequent actions have a direction.

A good thing.

"Come, come, let's go to the Juxiang Building!" Eldest Young Master He was spirited and in a great mood, "You can order whatever you want, don't save money for me!"

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Twenty-five days passed in a flash.

He Lingchuan stayed in the Yuan capital to supervise the destination of funds and the scheduling of materials. The grain and grass sent by Rongshan and the materials exchanged for loans, every expenditure had to be seen by the Rongshan Special Envoy.

He Lingchuan's deputy, Hu Qin, rejected more than a dozen expenses. Some accounts were disguised as military expenditures, moved here and occupied there, scattered and scattered.

He Lingchuan was not familiar with these tricks, and his subordinates were busy, so he simply grabbed his second brother He Yue to work.

He Yue had been helping his father for years, and what he dealt with most was accounts and expenditure items, knowing the tricks inside clearly, so he took it over and laughed: "A piece of cake! Let me catch them and show their true colors."

He Lingchuan patted him on the shoulder, patting the second brother until he bared his teeth: "It's up to you."

"Don't say I helped, otherwise the superiors will resent me to death!"

"Don't worry, I won't pit you even if I pit anyone."

As a result, the first problematic expenditure He Yue audited was the salary of the officials in Shi Huan City.

The suspicious expenses were presented to the Yuan King after being found out.

The next day, County Magistrate Wu of Shi Huan City came to the door, smiling at He Lingchuan: "Special Envoy, the salary expenses of Shi Huan are all clear, there is not a single one that is exaggerated or forged."

"County Magistrate Wu is an honest man, these expenses, Deputy Hu has audited them, and there is indeed no exaggeration."

Hu Qin sat on the side and nodded repeatedly: "The problem is that the expenditure is too huge. You have four levels of salary in a mere county government, with eighty-seven people!"

Simply put, there are too many people eating imperial grain.

He Lingchuan also said: "When General He was in Xiazhou, the total government office had only twenty people."

County Magistrate Wu gave an "Ah": "Shi Huan is an auxiliary city, with many official families and royal clans, and there are many affairs, so if we don't equip more people..."

He secretly slandered: He Chunhua's Xiazhou government had only twenty people, can that be the norm?

Which county government doesn't have more people the longer it exists? Look at it again in seven or eight years, can the number of people in the Xiazhou government be lower than two hundred? Shi Huan City is an old county of decades, and it is an auxiliary city, can there be few people there?

He Lingchuan picked up the book and looked at it twice, then interrupted: "Why does your county government need to raise three carriages and four coachmen? Besides you, County Magistrate Wu, who else uses carriages for transportation when going in and out? Is it that your legs are broken and you can't walk?"

County Magistrate Wu muttered: "One of the coachmen was a veteran on the battlefield, and he couldn't make a living with a broken leg, so he was arranged a job in the county..."

He Lingchuan reached out to him: "Did you bring the personnel roster of the county government?"

(End of chapter)