Nian Songyu was a little arrogant: "Master He, do you know the endless sea south of the sky? There are constant hurricanes all year round, turbulent undercurrents, and sea monsters roaming around. It is also said to be a sea area that is forbidden to living people. I have been ordered by the king to go south twice.
Entering into and out of the endless sea, you can escape with your whole body intact." These country people really don't know the heights of the world.
He Lingchuan coughed: "When you go in and out of the Endless Sea, you always have a guide, right?"
"It's natural."
"But from September to February or March of the next year, sometimes until April, there are no guides at all in the Panlong Desert. No one dares to go!" He Lingchuan looked at his father, "In the past fifty years, this desert has swallowed at least
Four thousand lives were calculated based on the report of the victims, and the true number is unknown. But when the desert really shows its power, do you know how many people will come back alive?"
"One!" He raised a finger, "Only one in fifty years, and he has gone crazy. According to the shaman's diagnosis, he has lost his soul and will never regain his sanity in this life."
Sun Dongfu raised his eyelids slightly, and the Imperial Master showed his dignity, "Da Sima has sent people to look for something. As long as we find it, it may be safe for us to enter and leave the Panlong Desert. Besides, I will try my best to protect the team."
He Chunhua sneered secretly. After going around for a long time, the picture was finally revealed, right? However, he was still surprised on the surface: "What is that?"
What did Da Sima send people to find to cause his son to fall off the cliff?
"It's a relic left by Zhong Shengguang. It can be used to enter and exit the Panlong Desert. The resentful spirits guarding the ruins are likely to allow us to pass through." Nian Songyu said, "The clues found by Da Sima all point to the sand leopard clan on Hongya Road.
Does Mr. He know that Zhong Shengguang’s spiritual pet in the past was a sand leopard?”
"Yes, I think I've heard it before."
"Now its descendants and tribesmen are all in the Panlong Desert. We went to look for them and there was a little conflict." Nian Songyu said lightly, "A few sand leopards left. We spent forty or fifty days looking for them one by one.
Later it was discovered that one of them might have entered Blackwater City."
He Lingchuan smiled: "It's simple, just put up posters all over the city to find leopard revelations. In Blackwater City, monsters are everywhere."
Sun Fudong said to He Chunhua: "Then we need to borrow the power of the county guards. Time is precious, and the battle of Woling Pass cannot be delayed. As we speak, there are no telling how many lives have been harvested on that battlefield. Only by finding Dafang Hu as soon as possible can we end this battle.
An unjust war."
He Chunhua thought for a while: "If you find the token, I will send the best guide to show you the way."
"The twenty or so of us alone are not enough, we must at least have an army." Nian Songyu was a little dissatisfied, "The Panlong Ruins are the most evil place, and only the destiny of the country can suppress it!"
So at least 200 people are needed, and the generals leading the team must wear the Sheji Order. Otherwise, how can we mobilize the luck to protect the body?
He Chunhua's face looked troubled. How brave a general must be to take over such a plan that clearly involves death?
When Sun Fudong saw this, he immediately said: "I shouldn't say this, but Master He was able to escape from the God-rewarding Case back then and was demoted to Qiansong County. On the way, he was well-prepared and had someone to take care of him. He was promoted twice under special circumstances.
It might not be without the great Sima’s lobbying efforts.”
Criminals who were sent to the frontier had to have their faces painted with ink and had to work in barren land for more than ten years. Although He Chunhua was not such an unlucky guy, it was still a thousand miles from the capital to Heishui City. He was only an eleven-year-old child at the time.
He still had a household registration book, and if no one was there to look after him, provide him with money, and provide enough benefits to the escorting officials, the hardships and ups and downs along the way could easily kill He Chunhua.
There are countless wronged souls on the road of exile, not one more than him.
Not to mention the subsequent promotions and promotions due to meritorious service, although it was He Chunhua's own success, but since there was no one in the court, it was difficult for the emperor to pay attention.
The aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley? Ha, what a nonsense.
He Chunhua also guessed that there was a noble person interceding with him, but he never expected it to be Da Sima.
Sun Fudong then said: "Seizing the big square pot and seizing Woling Pass is a great achievement. My king personally ordered that those who have meritorious service in this trip will be promoted to the next level."
He Chunhua was silent for a while, and finally said: "I will arrange my manpower now. Sun Guoshi and Nian Duwei, please move to the annex first. Later we will greet you two at Songhe Tower."
Having achieved their goal, the two of them stood up happily, and the He family and his son walked outside the main gate and walked away.
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Watching the two people disappear at the corner of the street, He Lingchuan asked his father: "Do you really want to send someone to follow you to the Panlong Desert?"
He Chunhua was silent and looked worried. He still had county affairs to deal with, so he told his son: "Don't tell my wife about this matter," and left in a hurry.
He Lingchuan walked back to his mansion, while He Yue was walking out with his mother and met his brother in the garden.
Mrs. Ying asked her eldest son: "Who is the guest?"
He Lingchuan said sternly: "The Imperial Master and the second son of Xunzhou Mu are looking for father to discuss confidential matters!"
"National Preceptor?" Mrs. Ying was startled, "What Imperial Preceptor?"
"Which Imperial Preceptor is it?" He Lingchuan corrected her, "It's Imperial Preceptor Sun Fudong, who came all the way from the capital."
That was a first-class big shot, and princes and princes were also treated as guests. Mrs. Ying was surprised, but she didn't delve into it further. She just asked He Lingchuan, "Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"
Since it was "confidential", she, a woman, couldn't ask random questions. He Chunhua usually handled county affairs, and Mrs. Ying never made any comments.
"A mixture of good and bad." He Lingchuan said seriously, "It just depends on how dad handles it."
Mrs. Ying rolled her eyes: "Why did I ask you to go with me?"
Since the matter is confidential, the husband should call his younger son who is more reliable.
"I am also involved." He Lingchuan's face darkened, "Mom, what do you mean, dad shouldn't call me when something happens?"
I feel a little annoyed again.
"Are you involved in this too?" Mrs. Ying looked him up and down, "Didn't you get it again?"
"Is this how you look at me?" He Lingchuan also had a serious face, "I will only cause trouble?"
But the lady's response seemed to be on point.
Ying Hongchan softened her tone and earnestly advised: "Lingchuan, when you grow up, you need to be more sensible and steady, so that you can take care of your father's worries."
She glanced towards the door: "I'll go and distribute the food outside the door, and you two can have a chat."
She was helped away by her maid, but He Yue stayed.
"Brother, shall we have some tea?"
He Lingchuan understood and followed him to the side hall.
After taking only two steps, He Yue said to him: "Mom is straightforward and has no ill intentions. Don't worry about it."
"Your mother is also my mother, do you need to comfort me?" He Lingchuan looked at him sideways, "She annoys me to death and loves you like a treasure. It's been like this since we were children. Hey, you don't need to explain, just explain.