"Resurrected from the dead?" He Chunhua murmured and repeated, "Yes, in the past ten months or so, I have never been as happy as today!"
"Chuan'er has become sensible and successful. He is very different from before. He has even become the special envoy of Rongshan." Mrs. Ying said with a smile, "It is so lucky for you, the old He family, to be at this juncture."
Speaking of this, He Chunhua finally smiled and patted the table gently: "God is really helping me!"
The power of appropriation is in the hands of the eldest son. If Yuan Ting wants to get this money, he must be more careful about the He family.
He Chunhua had another thick pile of chips in his hand.
It's time and luck. If he doesn't take advantage of this opportunity, God may blame him.
Mrs. Ying asked him again: "I have lost my memory for almost a year. Do you think Chuan'er's experience is really so bizarre?"
"Then tell me, where did he go?"
Mrs. Ying pushed him: "How do I know?"
"No one knows, so we will believe whatever he says." He Chunhua took a sip of the remaining wine, "At least he is back alive and kicking, and he also gave us a generous gift, right?"
Amnesia? He didn’t believe it.
In these ten months, where did the eldest son go, what did he do, and why did his demeanor and cultivation level change so much?
When He Chunhua stared at his eldest son, he couldn't see through him at all.
The edge of a sword is sharpened. How can a person who lives a hazy life be worthy of such a change?
Mrs. Ying snorted, almost forgetting how protective her husband was of his eldest son.
"You are not going to hide Chuan'er's appointment as the special envoy of Rongshan. The news will spread throughout the capital within two days. When the pressure comes, you must tell him to endure it."
"Look, you don't need my advice." He Chunhua chuckled, "Chuan'er has grown up."
"We passed by Shi Huan last time, and Ke Jihai praised him as a general." Mrs. Ying held her chin and thought for a moment, "By the way, do you want to find a match for Chuan'er? Even Yue'er..."
"Yes!" He Chunhua nodded, "It's a good reminder, madam."
"Huh?" In the past, whenever this matter was brought up, her husband always said there was no rush, but this time his attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, and Mrs. Ying was a little surprised.
"In a few months, Chuan'er will be eighteen years old, and he is also the eldest." He Chunhua pondered, "Find a good match and get married as soon as possible!"
"As soon as possible?" Mrs. Ying said amusedly, "You want to have a grandson?"
"Of course." He Chunhua said without hesitation, "Everyone his age is now a father."
This time, his smile didn't reach his eyes, and even Mrs. Ying could see it.
…
After Mrs. Ying got up and left, Butler Wu came over.
"Master, all the disciples from Rongshan brought by the eldest young master have been placed in the mansion. One named Qiu Hu said that he is a personal guard and must live in the same courtyard with the eldest young master. The eldest young master also agreed."
He Chunhua hummed and said, "Let him go. You can ask someone to talk to these Rongshan people and see how Chuan'er got into the Rongshan Sect and what he did there."
"Yes." Butler Wu still wanted to report something, "Ding Zuodong just came to report on the finances, and he would like to resign by the way."
"Please resign?" He Chunhua frowned, "Why?"
Ding Zuodong is a good hand in managing the industry, better than what He Chunhua brought from Blackwater City. He Chunhua immediately reacted: "Oh, he came to the capital with Chuan'er?"
"He didn't say that, but I think it is." Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that Ding Zuodong arrived yesterday and the eldest master showed up this morning? "The reason for his resignation is to go back and follow the eldest master."
Firstly, there was no separation of families, and secondly, He Lingchuan's former property in Xiazhou was transferred to He Chunhua's hands. The eldest son didn't even have any property in Yuan, so what could Ding Zuodong take care of?
It is of greater significance for him to resign at this time.
The eldest son is so charming? What makes Ding Zuodong, an old man, remain loyal to him? He Chunhua hummed: "Where is Shan Youjun?"
"not sure."
His son is still a nostalgic person. He Chunhua pondered: "Well, go and check and find out who else he has brought here besides the disciples of Rongshan Sect."
Don't let him be caught off guard when the time comes.
Butler Wu agreed. He had been a master and servant for many years, and he basically guessed what He Chunhua was thinking, and asked: "Do you want to send someone to check the place where the eldest young master has been..."
"Shabutou?" He Chunhua said without thinking, "No need. He is tricking us, and we can't find anything."
Amnesia after falling into the water? Hehe, he didn’t believe a word of it.
If the eldest son really wanted to lie to him, how could he make up such a nonsense?
"You can tell a lie without losing your mind!"
Butler Wu didn't dare to say anything more, so he just stood by the side.
He Chunhua calmed down his anger and looked at him: "Is there anything else?"
"Master, there is news from Blackwater City."
"Huh?" He Chunhua was a little surprised.
The He family was almost wiped out by the old monarch. He was sent to Blackwater City at the age of eleven. He went through many hardships before climbing to the position of county governor. He still has a lot of affection for the place.
But he has been away from Qiansong County for more than a year. What can happen to Blackwater City?
"In February of this year, the wild sand season in Panlong Desert suddenly stopped, and it has not happened again until now, and it has rained seven or eight times in the desert. The air is too warm, and some Blackwater City residents are not used to it, and they have started to rain.
eczema."
He Chunhua frowned: "There is no wild sand in the Panlong Desert, but it's also raining?"
It's true that it rains a lot this season, but in the Panlong Desert?
For Blackwater City, this is indeed a huge change.
"Yes, even the Three Corpse Insects didn't come out."
"Wait a minute, are you sure about this?" He Chunhua was surprised, "The Three Corpse Insects have also disappeared?"
"It's absolutely true." Steward Wu continued, "The people we left behind said that Panlong Desert is now just like an ordinary desert. There are no crazy people or animals. Business travelers can walk freely without being restricted to Hongya Road.
Passage.”
"Even oases have appeared in the desert, and grass has begun to grow in the Panlong ruins."
"What's going on?" He Chunhua pondered, "In the past hundred years or so, Kuangsha Season has never been absent."
He, Sun Fuping and others had been to the Panlong Desert together, and it was clear that the wild sand season was caused by the square pot.
Now that the wild sand season suddenly disappeared and it started to rain again in the desert, the most likely reason is that Dafanghu has changed!
A large square pot...
Thinking of this artifact, He Chunhua felt a little moved.
Once upon a time, he and Sun Fuping entered the Panlong Desert. Apart from the fact that he was bound to obey his orders, he also had some thoughts about this valuable treasure, but he gave up later when he realized that he couldn't take it with him.
"Rumors are spreading around Hongya Road in Blackwater City, saying that the ruins of Panlong often emit precious light at night, and that a large square pot is about to be born."
He Chunhua sneered: "That's nonsense!"
He himself has been to ruins and entered secret realms, but he couldn't take the big square pot with him.