He Lingchuan smelled a sweet fragrance, I don't know if it was a pear or a grape, as if it was indeed juice in the cup, but the color was a little strange, and there were some turbid suspensions.

He remembered the stream on the road, which was glowing on the surface.

"Nope." He didn't have the courage to touch the liquid from an unknown source, "How can I contact you later?" He didn't want to run here over and over again.

"That's easy." Lao Ge walked out of the house and yelled twice at the nearby tree. When he returned, he had a black thing on his shoulder.

He Lingchuan thought it was a black mouse, but when he looked closely, he turned out to be a big squirrel, with a fluffy tail and long hair behind his ears.

"Take it to a tree near your dwelling, and call it down if anything." "From now on, it's our messenger."

He Lingchuan nodded, and the squirrel jumped onto his shoulder. "By the way, Fang Canran, the head of Dunyuan, how much do you know?"

"Mr. Fang?" Lao Ge didn't think about it and said, "He is the most trusted and powerful butler of the Golden Horn General, and he almost single-handedly controls all the properties of the Golden Horn family. That's outside, and it's also a well-known No. 1 person. And thou sayest him what he does."

"He's like a friend of mine." He Lingchuan asked, "Do you know the origin of Chief Manager Fang? I want to see if there's some connection."

"Where did you come from?" Old Ge sizzled, "It seems that he is from Lingxu City, at least before me."

"Well, I'll inquire. However, the people who can be used by the Golden Horn family should have a clean background." He Lingchuan laughed: "Where did I say he was not clean?" Lao Ge stretched out his hand unceremoniously.

He Lingchuan gave him another ingot of silver. It snapped, "Get to you as soon as possible."

"Also, I want to go to Xushan to play, do you still have a group?"

"Yes, of course." Money doesn't come from anywhere, and regular business has to be done, "In two days, a group will go to Xushan."

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

When his figure disappeared from view, Lao Ge put away the silver taels, picked up the wooden cup on the table and drank it all, and sighed intoxicatedly.

Sour! Humans really don't know how to read.

Behind the door, a big horse monkey jumped in:

"Brother Ge, I just know the two people he said, they live in Baijia Village in the upper reaches of the Tanuki River in the east, their surname is Chen, they make a living from fishing, and they are indeed a pair of brothers. Last year, they made a grass carp king in the Tanuki River and sold it for a good price, but before the money was hot, it was all contributed to the gambling house." It scratched its face, "They all have ichthyosis on their bodies, they scratch when they're fine, they scratch harder than me!"

"Then what are you still standing?" Old Ge slapped it out of the window, "Go and find out where the brothers are, and make sure the guests can find them in two days!"

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In the early morning of the next day, He Lingchuan still woke up in his five-acre mansion.

When I sat up, I saw the gradual red maple in the garden outside the window, and the long-tailed pheasant picking fruit under the tree to eat. The first time he owned such a large mansion was in Bega.

Oh no, he's got a villain, and he has to live here. As soon as he got up, a servant came with warm water to wash his face.

"No, I don't." He snatched the towel away.

He Lingchuan would never let others get so close, and he also blocked his eyes. He is not seriously injured, he doesn't have to swallow the Jade Returning Pill, and now he can run, jump and fight.

But He Lingchuan was not in a hurry to go out, but asked the goshawk to run errands for him.

This time, the goshawk asked for half a West Beach sheep. Last time, He Lingchuan was very happy to fulfill the contract, but he was tired of eating rabbit meat. In the past few nights, the two of them and one tiger have roasted mutton around the bonfire, and they can't eat it.

"No problem."

But before the waiting guests came, He Lingchuan unexpectedly received a gift:

The treasure armor sent by the New Year's Praise Ceremony.

This is an inner armor that can be worn close to the body, with four layers of silk woven inside and out, but the weight is similar to that of ordinary silk clothes. This kind of craftsmanship alone is very valuable, and when He Lingchuan performed the Yan Return Method, of course, the more his own weight was

The smaller, the better.

Not to mention the material of this soft armor, it is made of Ugin silk woven crypt spider silk!

He Lingchuan was very familiar with the crypt spider silk, and he knew what level of material it was when he touched it. He casually set fire to the nail and burned it for more than ten breaths, but the inner armor did not change color, and it was even soft to the touch.

It has the power to cut swords and guns.

He Lingchuan originally asked Songyang Mansion to make a soft armor for himself, so he used Zhu Erniang's spider silk. But the armor has been woven for the longest time, and the manpower of Songyang Mansion here is limited, so soft armor has never been introduced.

Unexpectedly, the New Year's gift was sent to him first.

He Lingchuan remembered that when he chatted with Fushan Yue at the Dunyuan Sale, he casually said that he wanted to find an inner armor, but he didn't expect to be listened to by the New Year's Praise Ceremony.

He didn't expect that this gift used crypt spider silk, and it was also Zhu Erniang's cloud brocade!

That is to say, most of this inner armor came from Songyang Mansion.

Nian Zanli purchased the inner armor from Songyang Mansion, and then sent it to Pan Shan Mansion to him?

Lenovo Li Qingge sent people to make a request to him in Dunyuan, and she and the year of praise returned

Fushan Yue was not here today, but the guards said that the New Year's Praise Ceremony also sent a condolence gift to the prince.

There was originally no contact between the Chiyan Kingdom and the Xunzhou Mu. Presumably after the Dunyuan Sale, the beginning and end of the elixir case finally reached the ears of the New Year's Praise Li, and he heard that the post house exploded, and the Prince of Chiyan and his party were attacked, so he raised gifts and condolences.

Lingxu City is as noble as a cloud, and if you want to save favors, you can't wait until you use it to find it, so you usually have to pay attention to opening up your contacts. The 600-year-old imperial capital, the 600-year-old officialdom, and the set of rules and scale for entertainment have all reached the pinnacle.

If you want to gain a firm foothold in Lingxu City, friends and nobles are indispensable. A friendship with the prince of the Demon Kingdom is worth operating.

Compared to Fushanyue, He Lingchuan received much less gifts, because he was not well known - although he was the real "victim" of the bombing.

In the evening, distinguished guests come to the door.

When Li Qingge, dressed in a gorgeous costume, walked through the maple forest and walked into the back garden, dinner was just set up in the rain hall.

"You're a good house." She looked at He Lingchuan and sighed twice, "Everywhere is elegant, quiet in the middle of noisy."

"The meaning of being quiet in the middle of the noise is that it is small, right?" No one would describe Dunyuan that way anyway.

Li Qingge smiled, "Don't give in to my meaning. Well? You don't seem to be happy?"

This woman is so perceptive.

He Lingchuan helped her pull out the chair: "Please take a seat."

When Li Qingge leaned over to sit down, He Lingchuan didn't have to look down to see the fiery red coral beads on her dark bun and smell the faint fragrance of clouds on her neck.

She hooked her big red lips today, which were thicker and more gorgeous than the maple leaves in late autumn outside.

But she was sitting on her side.

"How's your injury?"

He Lingchuan poured her wine casually: "A small injury, you can't die."

He knew very well how powerful the explosion was, and the injuries were all on his back, and at that time, he was supported by a gang qi and a mirror to rescue him, so he only suffered some skin injuries, and his internal organs were basically unharmed.

The injury must be there, otherwise it will not be real.

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

"The doctor has an explanation." He Lingchuan took another bottle, "So I'm drinking tea." "You're a good guy. Has the murderer been caught?"

He Lingchuan shook his head: "The tables and chairs in my guest room were also poisoned, and the officials who searched the scene were poisoned on the spot after a few touches and almost died."

Li Qingge frowned: "It's all poisoned, and I want to blow you up again?" Why bother doing it twice?"

"Either I'm afraid I'll die, or—"

Li Qingge has already come back to his senses: "Or is it done by two groups of people?"

"That's what the government is suspicious." He Lingchuan smiled, "At present, there are still some clues to be found following the poison, and they are investigating."

"The official family is under a lot of pressure, and the upper authorities have probably set a date for them to solve the case." Li Qingge took a chopstick of braised venison, "You hid in the small building to become a unity, but you didn't know that there was a lot of rumors outside. The bombing was on fire

Pour oil, exhale the ground, you and Fu Shanyue will be red half of the sky in Lingxu City, and no one can beat it."

He Lingchuan smiled but did not speak.

With such a strong exposure, now is the safest time for him, and those who want to trouble him must think twice.

Before he could ask, Li Qingge said, "By the way, my people have already been sent out, and now they should have passed through the White Spirit Valley, and they will be able to reach their destination in a few days."

She didn't make it clear, but He Lingchuan understood the meaning:

The people she sent would be able to reach the Vango Swamp in a few days and press the Torture Dragon Pillar.

This is really the news that He Lingchuan has been looking forward to, I hope everything goes well, and there will be no more moths.

"Thank you, sir, for helping me a lot." He put the inner armor given by the New Year's Tribute on the table, "By the way, the gift given to me by the New Year's Gift is from Songyang Mansion, right?"

Li Qingge only glanced at it, then nodded, "I only made it the night before yesterday. Da Shao really got it, and he only had a one-sided relationship with the New Year's Praise Ceremony, so he asked him to take the initiative to give you a gift set."

Facing her, He Lingchuan has always considered his words: "How much did you sell him this inner armor?"

Li Qingge slowly put down his chopsticks, took another sip of wine, and then said, "I won't get a penny."

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

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

Li Qingge glanced at him and bit his lip: "There is an important thing in Songyang Mansion that has fallen into his hands, I want you to help me take it back!"

Suddenly it's so direct, without twists and turns? He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised:

"What's that?"

"That thing was originally in Sun Fuping's hands, and he used it to blackmail Songyang Mansion 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's death, Songyang Mansion would be able to untie it from now on, but I didn't expect such a thing to fall into the hands of Nian Zanli again!"

"As soon as he came, the lion opened his mouth, and I really didn't want to give it, but .....," she sighed softly.

He Lingchuan's eyes flashed slightly: "Is that the colorful bamboo tube?"