He Lingchuan inevitably noticed that her facial features were very deep, her nose was very straight, her cheekbones were a little higher than that of ordinary women, and her face was three-dimensional and exquisite, but she couldn't get along with any small jasper and gentle beauty.

He then told what he had seen and heard after jumping out of the spider hole, and deliberately omitted the part about killing himself.

Sun Fuling didn't say a word the whole time, listened carefully, and didn't say until he stopped: "The legend of Zhu Erniang has been around for a long time, is it true?" In this way, it was also a demon in ancient times. ”

"Demon fairy?" He Lingchuan thought about it, "Yes, if a person can become an immortal, he is called an immortal, and a monster is called a demon immortal." ”

"But now it's bound by the mountains, well, at least it had an appointment with the mountains first, so as not to hurt the humans in the past." Sun Fuling actually sighed a little, "In the past, the demon fairy is not more than Erer now." ”

"You're interested in the ancient gods?" The woman couldn't even eat.

"Just a little sigh." Sun Fuling took the fire and quickly dialed the firewood, "There are many immortals in ancient times, if we were born at that time, we would be able to soar through the clouds and fog and fly out of the land of the order." ”

"Lingyuan?" He Lingchuan heard her voice, "For so many years, Panlong City has been as solid as a rock, and there is a strong person like General Hong, aren't you optimistic?" In fact, the Panlong Wasteland is very large, and some small countries cannot catch up with it in size. ”

"Other small countries are not in a desperate situation like Panlong City, and they have to fight to survive." Sun Fuling supported her with her hands, "Baling and Xianyou have to capture the Panlong Wasteland, and they have not given up for more than ten years. It would be nice if they could coexist peacefully with Panlong City. ”

"This wasteland is a corridor to the Xiluo Kingdom in the east and Luhu Lake in the northeast, and if you can't beat here, Baling and Xianyou won't be able to expand eastward." He Lingchuan dipped some water from the rain tank and drew a map on the table, "Luhu Lake is upstream of Hongchuan, and you can enter the sea by taking a boat from here all the way to the east." ”

"Then why do they have to expand?"

This is to ask He Lingchuan.

Although the world is never peaceful, the reasons for national expansion are usually concrete and realistic. "Miss Sun knows?"

"They themselves have been continuously eroded by the Northern Demon Kingdom, and although there have been a few counterattacks in the middle, they still lose more and win less." Sun Lingling also dipped in water, and continued to draw on He Lingchuan's map, "Like Baling Kingdom, four years ago, it lost the Honghetai Heights, and it lost its most important source of copper and iron ore, and some armies can't even replace the rusty weapons, so what can it do in the long run?" ”

He Lingchuan said: "Their territory is occupied by the Demon Kingdom, so they come to occupy our territory?" "These histories are not in the books he has heard of operas, the words he has watched, and even the local history museum has not recorded them.

Thinking of this, his heart moved. There is a notebook in Sun Fuping's relics, He Chunhua took it away by himself, and did not show it to the brothers, saying that there are too many evil sects and outsiders in it, and it is mainly just a description of Sun Fuping's various methods of finding Dafang pot. But is it possible that the specific history of Panlong City is also collected in it?

"Who made the kingdom of Ciro weaker?" Sun Fuling sighed, "The weak will not be sympathized, they will only be occupied." ”

"Four years ago, the Baling Kingdom was defeated in the Battle of Honghetai, and the old national teacher Qian Hang took the blame for going into the wilderness, and Shao Yan replaced him as the new national teacher." She continued, "There are three national teachers in Baling, and it will take time for Shao Yan to gain a firm foothold as a latecomer. In the past few years, the battle between Baling and Panlong City has been dull and boring, after all, it has been a tug of war for more than ten years, and the iron man is tired. Shao Yan probably thought that Panlong City had been unprepared, so he suddenly sent Shao Yingyang to lead a large army to attack south. ”

He Lingchuan stared at her and said, "How do you know so much?" "Again, girl, you can't even eat.

"Every time the Ask Xiantang class, I go to listen. In addition to the situation analysis, there are also famous commentaries, which are thought-provoking. Sun Fuling smiled, "Besides, I often go to the history museum to borrow books." ”

He Lingchuan was stunned, and then rejoiced: "There is also a history museum here!" ”

"Yes, right next to the revitalization department where you often go, I also stood upstairs in the history museum and fed Mr. Zhang."

"Chapter ......" is that octopus demon who tests people's talents? This thing doesn't seem to be a vegetarian. "Do you have extra food to feed it?"

"I'm not always so poor." Sun Fuling smiled, "I have to pay my salary in five days, and now I don't have to pay off my brother's debts, just spend the next few days." ”

"What does Miss Sun do for a living?"

Sun Fuling raised her head slightly: "I'm teaching in the Shulu Academy." ”

"It turned out to be a female gentleman from an official school, disrespectful and disrespectful." The reputation of the Shulu School Palace is not small, and He Lingchuan has heard the neighbors in the east scolding the cubs, saying that other people's children can go to the Shushu School Palace, and the ancestors' faces are bright. It is named after the mountain of the birthplace, it was originally a township school, it was called Shu Xuan in the past, it is said that last year Zhong Shengguang personally titled Shu Xue Palace, and changed its name from then on.

This alone shows a huge change in Zhong Shengguang's mentality.

Far from it.

In fact, most of Panlong City is also the same as other places, private schools and clan schools are everywhere, and the Shulu School Palace is an out-and-out official school. That's not where anyone's children can go to school, and even money alone can't get in.

In the same way, the teaching staff of prestigious schools is not easy to enter. Sun Jiayuan's younger sister has two brushes.

Sun Fuling, as an official teacher of the Shulu Academy, has a salary that is not higher than that of ordinary residents, at least there is no problem in supporting herself.

"You're welcome." Sun Fuling bowed her head in return.

The water boiled, and He Lingchuan gave her a glass: "No wonder I am so knowledgeable, I will have difficulties in the future, and I will ask you for more advice." ”

"Okay." Sun Fuling took it but didn't drink it, as if she was warming her hands, "Wicker said that you just moved to Panlong City not long ago, and you are not familiar with life, so if you don't understand anything in the future, you can ask me directly." After that, he stood up and said goodbye, "It's too late to bother, you can rest early." ”

She left He Lingchuan's small courtyard and closed the door with her backhand.

This Sun girl walks so fast, does she usually have to catch the class bell when she goes to the school palace? He Lingchuan picked up the rejected cup of hot water and drank it all.

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As soon as the two teams of Ceying Army and Songyang Mansion merged, they became even larger, and with the blessing of Yuan Li, how could monsters and bandits dare to block the way? The rest of the journey was very peaceful.

The next day, the army arrived in Ruxian, which was only a step away from the Xiazhou boundary.

He Chunhua couldn't hold back, and during the march, he casually cleaned up the two demon nests and bandit dens that were causing chaos.

The army followed him all the way from Blackwater City to here, experienced large and small battles, and his mental outlook was completely different from when he set off. Because of the existence of such a moat as the Panlong Desert, the border line has actually been quite peaceful in recent years, and the main task of the Heishui City Army on weekdays is to fight sand bandits and patrol Hongya Road, and there are not many opportunities for regular actual combat.

However, the army is like a weapon, the more it is polished, the sharper it becomes.

Although this team is not on par with the Gale Army in He Lingchuan's eyes, it is much worse than the Panlong City Patrol Army, but Mo Zhe Jingxuan and Wu Shaoyi now have a very high evaluation of it, and the original words are "It can meet the Wang Shi without being inferior, but it's a pity that the number is a little less."

He Lingchuan didn't think they were pure sycophants. Thousands of miles of land and water walked down, and he also witnessed the current situation of the Great Kite Country's military equipment and loose military discipline.

In particular, when his experience increased, he found that even if it was an official army, whether it was local or central, the combat strength was really not flattering.

It is no wonder that when Hong Xiangqian led a group of peasant rebels, he was able to defeat the officers and soldiers one after another, and even the Woling Pass was occupied, so tired that Shihuan and the country were frequently in danger.

Freezing three feet, not a day's cold.

Of course, the morale of the bandits and demons has been greatly boosted, but He Chunhua's mood has not improved at all, because judging from the situation along the way that the further north it goes, the people's livelihood in Xiazhou is withered, monsters are in chaos, and bandits are rampant, I am afraid that the south is much more serious!

From now on, it will be his territory.

There are many troubles in their own land, which leader can be happy?

On this day, the procession walked to Ruxian and stopped to replenish supplies there. From here, it takes less than fifteen hours to reach the capital city of Dunyu.

The arduous Long March was finally about to reach the destination, Mrs. Ying was in a good mood, washed off the wind and frost of the journey at the post station, changed into a brocade dress, tidied up her makeup, and felt radiant in the mirror before walking out.

There were only two sons, a monkey, and two wolves roasting in the hall, and the husband was nowhere to be seen.

In just a few moments, she had been grooming for less than an hour!

Mrs. Ying's expression suddenly turned cloudy: "What about your father, don't you go to Songyang Hou again!" ”

He Chunhua has rarely talked about government affairs with his wife, but he chatted happily with Songyang Hou all the way north, and he hated to see each other late. Mrs. Ying was very annoyed, but her husband was talking about serious things with others, whether it was the situation in the north or the cooperation between the He family and Songyang Mansion, and she couldn't say anything.

Every time he talked about the right place, He Chunhua laughed heartily, and Mrs. Ying was so angry that the roots of her teeth itched. The day before yesterday, my husband sent someone to send silver silk charcoal to the woman, how intimate!

The more the man and the woman talked, the more they got along, and in the end, did they naturally applaud together?

Her voice suddenly rose to the top, He Yue was startled, He Lingchuan said lazily: "Mother, be safe, my father has gone to the county government to do business." ”

Mrs. Ying was skeptical: "Really? ”

"It's true." He Yue answered, "Father went with a straight face." ”

Mrs. Ying said, "Really? ”

The husband doesn't just go to the woman.

He Lingchuan put a pair of long legs on the low table: "Daddy is now full of rectifying government and military affairs. ”

Of course, he only said half of what he said, and the intestines of the flower did not conflict with the business at all, and the man always had two heads.

The first few times he fought monsters and bandits, He Chunhua regarded it as a military training, and sent several generals and leaders to take turns to lead the troops, and even He Yue was addicted, only He Lingchuan was comfortable from beginning to end.

He also wanted to do it, but He Chunhua smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Kill chickens with a knife?" ”

When did he become his father's knife? "Actually, the last thing you don't have to worry about is Songyang Hou, old lady."