After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 82

How many days have passed, and He Chunhua is so focused on his official career, how could he miss the great opportunity to write a letter to ask for credit?

"If father's memorial came first, it might be suppressed after reading it; after rumors spread, it will be confirmed if the memorial is published again, and it is useless for the royal court to deny it."

"Why was it suppressed?" He Lingchuan thought for a while, and suddenly understood, "Hiss—you mean, the royal court is afraid of the situation and wants to keep it secret? This is not good, won't our achievements be swallowed up?"

Wang Ting is sending troops to attack Da Sima, and the war at Woling Pass has just ended. The huge empire is surrounded by wind, and Wang Ting is exhausted. At this time, he probably doesn't want to force Xunzhou Mu to rebel. Make a strong enemy.

Then it is very likely to suppress what happened in the Panlong Desert and keep it secret.In this way, Guodu and Xunzhou Mu could breathe a sigh of relief.

But in this way, the military achievements that He Chunhua has been thinking about will probably fly away.

How could he be willing to take such a big risk and pay such a high price?

So He Chunhua's countermeasure is to send people into the capital to stir up this matter first.As long as the rumors spread, Xunzhou Mu would have to turn back if he didn't want to!

The mutual suspicion between him and Wang Ting was only separated by a layer of window paper.It seems that He Chunhua decided to stab it himself.

Having figured this out, He Lingchuan couldn't help clapping his hands: "Father is amazing, the sword is not old!"

He Yue bowed his head: "Once the rumor spreads, our credit will be confirmed. However, the war in Yuanbei area re-ignites, and I don't know how many lives will be swallowed; One less state. For Dayuan, this is not a good thing."

"Then it is a good thing that the royal court suppressed our credit?"

"Perhaps, Wang Ting plans to deal with the big Sima, and then consider the Xunzhou issue, and break them one by one."

He Lingchuan was funny: "The New Year's Ceremony is not a grass-carved wooden man, who is stupid and waits for someone to attack. Since he has rebellion, he is like a powder keg. It is better to explode early than to explode late, and it will hurt less people." He patted the back of his second brother's head, "Sometimes, good causes lead to bad results."

He Yue sighed: "I'll tell you something, don't spread it."

He Lingchuan made a gesture of shutting his mouth: "Don't worry, there is no pillow wind that can blow away from me."

He is also a little strange. This younger brother is usually self-confident and independent, and he doesn't quite get along with him.Why did He Yue feel close to him after returning from his trip to the Panlong Desert?

Could it be because he helped He Yue deal with Nian Songyu?
He Yue looked around subconsciously: "During dinner a few days ago, my father asked me what I thought of Da Sima's rebellion, and I said it was treason."

He Lingchuan snorted a mouthful of almond tofu: "What's the problem?"

"That's just to deal with the old man." He Yue said in a low voice, "Actually, I put myself in the situation, and I think Da Sima is understandable. The king's treatment of state affairs is really a bit of a joke. As for the treatment of the northern demon country, I agree with Da Sima." Sima."

"Oh?" He Lingchuan was a little surprised, "You don't agree with defending the territory?"

"Who doesn't agree? But the national policy is based on the facts, and we can't just show the courage of ordinary people. You can see that Panlong City is very remarkable. After becoming an enclave, it has persisted for 32 years. But its mother country is weak. No matter how Zhong Shengguang fights, the Xiluo Kingdom It’s just losing the Panlong Wasteland again, and in a few years, it will be gone.”

"The strong can be impassioned, saying that those who offend us will be punished even though they are far away, but the weak must know how to make trade-offs." He Yue said seriously, "Now our mother country is no longer the big kite that was rich and powerful. Da Sima tried his best to appease In the Northern Kingdom, Big Yuan can free up his hands to quell the chaos in the country."

He Lingchuan smiled: "You want to say that to fight against the outside world, you must first secure the inside?"

He Yue nodded.

"So, what if the domestic chaos cannot be resolved? Separatist rule, floods, famine, rebels, and border chaos. In the past ten years, we seem to have only solved one item of disaster relief, and it may not be possible every time. Qiansong County has old people. Dad is here, so Hongya Road is very peaceful, which was not the case seven or eight years ago."

He Lingchuan went on to say: "It's not like Da Sima just gained power today. He has assisted the monarch to deal with these troubles a long time ago, and he hasn't seen a proper solution."

He Yue hesitated to speak, and finally sighed.

He Lingchuan patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay to worry about it, but it's not okay to talk nonsense. You can't spread a word of today's words, so as not to hurt my father and me!"

He Yue said unhappily: "Of course, I'm not stupid."

"Liu Baobao is having a drink at the Acacia Building tonight, are you going?"

"I can't drink."

That's right, Mrs. Ying can take care of her little son. 14 years old, marriage can be discussed, alcohol cannot be touched, cut!
He Lingchuan wanted to say something more, but his eyes rolled, he grabbed another piece of jujube cake and said, "I'm going to take a bath, we'll talk later."

Before He Yue could reply, he jumped out of the window and left.

"Eh?" He slipped too fast, He Yue felt something was wrong.

After a few breaths, several figures walked in from the door, and the leader was Mrs. Ying.

As soon as she saw the table, she was startled: "This is a snack for the tea party, and it will be delivered now! Yueer, why don't you say something if you want to eat? I'll ask someone to prepare it and send it over."

There are not a few pieces of pastries that are enough for ten people to enjoy. When did my son become so edible!
He Yue: "..."

……

He Lingchuan, who slipped back to his yard, patted his belly, feeling full and happy!
After asking someone to fetch clean water, he took a comfortable bath and drank a cup of hot milk. Just as he was about to lie down and take a nap, his eyes suddenly fell on the broken knife by the table.

I usually keep this knife in the study, but I subconsciously brought it here today.

He pulled out the broken knife and stroked it lightly.Since leaving the illusion, the knife didn't seem so cold, as if the sharp edge that would cut someone's eyes had no effect on him.

Of course, only to him.He Yue just touched the blade lightly, without even touching the blade, and his finger was scratched.

He Lingchuan raised his finger and retracted it as soon as he touched it.

He takes good care of his body.

Fingers are fine and intact.

He Lingchuan emboldened, and gently pressed his finger on it.

Still no blood.

With a heavy press, a dent was made on the belly of the finger, but the skin was still not broken.

As sharp as an edge.

He Lingchuan was elated all of a sudden, raised his knife and waved it several times.

With a click, the sandalwood a few feet away snapped in two.

This knife is different to him alone!
He Lingchuan couldn't put it down.

This solitary soul of his came to another world. Although he lived a life of rich clothes and fine food, and hugged each other, he inherited his original body in everything, and he always felt unrealistic and illusory.

Only this knife truly belongs to him alone, and no one else can touch it for a while.

Unfortunately, he didn't know its name.A precious sword should be famous, why didn't Zhong Shengguang engrave its real name on the scabbard?

(End of this chapter)