He Lingchuan looked at his back and smiled, "He's really good to me."

Steward Zhao was puzzled: "This is not bad?" This surnamed Dong has never shown a straight face or said anything good, and Hiding from He Gongzi is like hiding from the Star Plague God, and it's not bad?

He Gongzi's requirements for "good" are not too high.

"You don't understand." Dong Rui turned his face faster than he turned the book, but at this time, he thought of fleeing instead of giving him a look, which showed that Dong Rui's hostility towards him had weakened.

This guy is a guy, coming and going resolutely, which is quite interesting.

He Lingchuan looked back to the northwest.

More than half a month has passed since the battle of Xiabei on the bank of the Hanshui River, and he thinks of Xiazhou and the He family less and less.

Although there was danger in the hive, he removed the shackles from his shoulders. The smell of rotting wood and mud in the swamp has been smelling for a long time, and it seems that I can get used to it.

There is no need to go against his heart, he doesn't really want to go back.

Wandering alone, the sky is wide.

Besides, he is not reused in the He family itself, whether the eldest young master of the He family is there or not, how much impact can it have on the battle situation in Xiazhou?

He has saved He Chunhua many times, which is enough to repay the cause and effect between the original body and his father.

I just don't know what happened to Shan Youjun, Jiao Tai and Monkey Lingguang, he also bought many properties in Dunyu.

He Lingchuan secretly said that it was a pity, he still had to send a message back if he had the opportunity.

"Gongzi He, what's wrong?"

"It's fine." He Lingchuan came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and felt that his breath was still a little sweet, "Let's go."

The caravan marched forward and entered the territory of the Fu Kingdom.

Finally there is a road, and it is much easier to walk behind.

After leaving the Devil's Nest Swamp, the terrain quickly changed, with mountains and mountains, nine winding water rings, and a very standard hilly landform.

Even the official road is not as spacious and straight as it is in the southern part of Xiazhou. He Lingchuan found that there were a lot of business travelers and civilians coming and going, but the post stations and inns along the way were closed down a lot, and there was no food to eat after walking thirty or forty miles.

In the end, they finally checked into the inn before dark and ate the hot straw rice.

The locals wash and stuff the miscellaneous rice, beans, and peanuts into straw bags and steam them to serve the guests, and the peddlers and pawns only eat this, and those who are more particular about it, such as He Lingchuan, Zhao Guanshi and others, will ask for some fatty meat and mushrooms to be steamed in the rice drawer, which is fragrant.

Of course, the price is also expensive.

When He Lingchuan ate, he found that the meat was not fatty enough, it was quite tender, and there was a little peculiar smell. "What kind of meat is this?"

The executioner happened to pass by, and he leaned over to look, "Yo, vole."

He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows, he had been in the swamp for more than ten days and had eaten everything. Come to think of it, this post station is not in front of the village, there is no store in the back, and there is no enclosure to raise pigs and cattle in the back, where does the meat come from?

During the meal, Steward Zhao also explained that a few months ago, the emperor descended from heaven and poured the beasts of the mountains and forests into monsters, hurting people everywhere. Many hotels were attacked, and they did not dare to open their doors to do business, so the road was a bit sluggish.

The government was understaffed and weak, and it wasn't until half a month ago that someone was asked to clean up these raging monsters.

If this kind of thing happened in the Coiling Dragon Dream Realm, it would probably only take two or three days to solve it; Even if it is placed in the country of kites, near the Woling Pass, where the official power is weak, it should be dealt with for more than a month.

This shows the weakness of the national strength of the Fu country.

This country is very small, less than one-tenth of the Kite Kingdom, and even smaller than the Xiazhou managed by He Chunhua, and from the map, the territory is as long and narrow as a knife, mainly mountainous and hilly, it is a typical field of seven mountains, two rivers and one field, and only that little land is not very fertile.

But it is precisely because of its lack of land resources that there is nothing to do, and there are only some miscellaneous minerals in the huge mountainous area, so the surrounding countries cannot find the motivation to invade it. After all, there is not much profit from occupying the land, and you still have to send troops, manage the population, and manage food, and you have to worry so much if you can't scrape oil and water.

Looking at it this way, the external environment of Fuguo is actually quite good.

By the way, the Fu Kingdom is bordered by the Demon Nest Swamp to the west, the Demon Kingdom to the northwest, and eight small countries to the east and northeast.

The size of these countries is the same

Fuguo is about the same, the largest is twice as big as it, fifty steps don't have to laugh at a hundred steps. Occasionally, there is some friction, but no one has the ability to swallow the neighbors, so it can basically maintain a state of equilibrium.

For them, the Northern Demon Kingdom also seems to be a little disdainful, and they are too lazy to clean up.

Soon after dawn, the caravan finally arrived in Wuze County, where the Gan family was located.

This is also the most lively county town in Fuguo, built in a valley, the main street ground is actually paved with stone slabs, the market is prosperous, the warehouses are everywhere, the restaurants and restaurants are lined up, and the common hawkers are selling smuggled goods from abroad.

In addition to the cramped and low bungalows, He Lingchuan also saw many mansions with their own doors.

The scale of this county town is two or three times larger than that of ordinary cities.

He Lingchuan was curious, what do the people of Fuguo rely on to live, and they seem to be living well, breaking the stereotype of poor mountains and bad waters.

Zhao Guan said, the tree moves the dead and the living, and you can't rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and rely on the water to eat the water, so you can only go out. Fortunately, Fuguo is connected to Bega in the west, eight countries in the east, and a vast lake in the north, which is regarded as a hub for economic and trade exchanges.

In particular, the Northern Demon Kingdom has a preference for certain foreign specialties, and its demand alone can create a prosperous trade route.

Therefore, there are merchants in Fuguo, and Wuze County is on the transportation artery connecting the east, west and north, and occupies the best geographical advantage. After Mr. Gan made his fortune, he moved his family here, and the business became more and more prosperous.

The caravan went to the warehouse on its own, and Steward Zhao rushed to Gan's house with He Lingchuan.

Rich people love to build big houses, and the Gan family is no exception, and its area is larger than that of Yu He's family. The high wall in front of him belonged to the Gan family's house, and He Lingchuan saw the continuous black roof, and thought that there were many buildings inside.

However, the two of them dismounted when they arrived here, and Steward Zhao actually took him into the alley behind.

He Lingchuan frowned, thinking that he was going to lead him to the back door of the Gan Mansion ———— treat the distinguished guests who came to the door for the first time, which was a bit rude.

How do you know that Steward Zhao looked at no one around, and suddenly turned around and shook him to the end

"Gongzi He, I didn't speak sincerely in the swamp before, and it was also for self-protection, please don't worry about it!"

"What's the matter?"

"In fact, the head of the Gan family is Master Gan. I said that the old lady of the Gan family can take care of things, that's ...... That's just an expedient word to face Zhu Erniang." Steward Zhao smiled bitterly, "The old lady of the Gan family, that is, the surname of Master Gan's mother, was in the countryside for the first half of her life, and in Wuze County in the past few years, she has never been to other places, nor has she touched the business scriptures."

If he is in the swamp and out of the pan, and the queen of the spider is angry and eats him?

He Lingchuan heard something wrong: "What is the situation?"

Steward Zhao confided the truth at this time. It turned out that the Gan family was originally just ordinary townspeople, and it was only after Master Gan who could fight and dare to fight that he started to do business, especially after he got online with the spider demon in the demon nest swamp, the life of the whole family was like sesame seeds blooming.

The trouble is that Master Gan is too capable, and he is in the prime of life, and his family can enjoy his achievements.

He Lingchuan understood when he heard this, the Gan family was like a simplified version of the Dunyu Li family, and the death of the head of the family detonated the hidden danger of lack of green and yellow.

"Then what you promised me in the swamp on behalf of the Gan family?" He Lingchuan is not interested in other people's family affairs, "My identity and guide?"

"Yes, yes, I'll go to Gan's house to report the funeral first." Steward Zhao also scratched his head, "The Gan family must be crying for a while, you go to the restaurant in front of you to rest for a while, and when the Gan family's mood eases up, I will introduce you to you."

He Lingchuan didn't object, after all, he didn't want to see the Gan family crying in front of him, grabbing the sky and the earth.

At that moment, Steward Zhao invited him to go to a nearby restaurant, and hurried to Gan's house after confessing his guilt.

He Lingchuan changed his position to lean against the window. It was secluded, and he poured himself a drink and ate half an afternoon's wine.

……

About half an hour after the Gan caravan returned to Wuze County.

A small servant slipped out of the back door of the Gan's store, turned around four alleys, and looked around without anyone paying attention before he touched the back door of a shop.

The day is over

Heavenly, the men and horses were resting, and the dogs were not barking.

Some people were sleeping on bamboo chairs in the back hall, with a thick blanket on their bodies and a straw hat over their heads to block the light. The little guy leaned over and whispered, "Big boss, the Gan family has something to do."

When the man heard the word "Gan family," he took off his hat and yawned, "What's the matter?"

The face is less than forty years old, and the complexion is slightly dark.

The Gan family's convoy has finally returned from the Devil's Nest Swamp, and Boss Gan is dead."

The big boss suddenly sobered up, "What did you say, Gan Qing is dead?"

"Who died?" There was another person behind the hall, and his appearance was very similar to that of the big boss.

"The second master is back too?" The little servant repeated, "I heard from the Gan family's caravan that Gan Qing was intercepted and killed outside the Devil's Lair Swamp, and a group of bandits pretended to be him and led the convoy into the swamp."

"Is that so?" The big boss and the second boss were all surprised, "What are those bandits trying to do, do you want to change careers and do you want to do business?"

The Devil's Nest Swamp is the base camp of the man-eating monsters, and in addition to the Gan family, there are still others who can't think of drilling into it.

"No, no, it's weird!" Even the storyteller himself went up, "This gang of bandits was sent by the snake demon in the Devil's Lair Swamp, and they wanted to pretend to be the Gan family caravan to enter the territory of the spider queen and steal the treasure."

What kind of magical plot is this? "Stealing?"

"No, it's a failure. The whole gang of bandits has been killed."

Both of them said, "Worthy of being the queen of spiders. Can the caravan of the Nagan family come back?" The temper of the swamp monster, few are good.

"Returned, there are a lot of carts, not only full but also brought back an extra person." The little guy continued to rummage through the information, "It's a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. According to the caravan guys, the boy was able to move freely in the spider's lair, and even the bandits were prevented from stealing the treasure from the hair. After the spider queen came back from the battle with other monsters, she was angry with the boy for some reason, but it didn't take long for the two sides to reconcile, and the spider queen also gave the boy a lot of gifts."

The second master couldn't help but interrupt: "Is this really a person?"