After the immortal disappeared

"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. Yuan Ting has to be more careful about the He family if he wants to get the money.

He Chunhua had another thick pile of chips in his hand.

Time is also 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 came back alive and kicking with his beard and tail intact, and he also gave us a generous gift, right?"

Amnesia? He didn't believe it.

In the past ten months, where has the eldest son been, what has he done, and why has his demeanor and cultivation changed so much?

When He Chunhua stared at his eldest son, he couldn't see through him at all.

The edge of a sword comes from sharpening. How can people who live in confusion deserve such a change?

Mrs. Ying snorted, almost forgetting how protective her husband was of his eldest son.

"Chuan'er is appointed as the special envoy of Rongshan. You have no intention of hiding it. The news will spread throughout the capital within two days. When the pressure comes, you have to 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 talented 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. She 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, "Do 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 also wanted to report something, "Ding Zuodong just came to report on the finances. By the way, he has resigned."

"Resign?" He Chunhua frowned, "Why?"

Ding Zuodong is a good hand in managing the industry, even better than what He Chunhua brought over 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 so coincidental that Ding Zuodong arrived yesterday and the eldest young master showed up this morning? "The reason why he resigned was to go back and follow the eldest young master."

Firstly, the family was not separated, and secondly, He Lingchuan's former property in Xiazhou was transferred to He Chunhua. The eldest son didn't have much property in Yuan, so what could Ding Zuodong take care of?

It is of even greater significance for him to resign and express his stance at this time.

Is the eldest son so charming? What makes Ding Zuodong, an old man, remain loyal to him? He Chunhua hummed: "Where's 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 then.

Butler Wu agreed. Having been a master and servant for many years, 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? Oh, 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 won't even think twice about telling a lie!"

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 when he was eleven years old. After going through many hardships, he climbed 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, and it's 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 haven'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, even an oasis appeared in the desert, and grass began to grow in the Panlong ruins."

"What's going on?" He Chunhua pondered, "For more than a hundred years, 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 has suddenly disappeared and it has 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 after realizing that he couldn't take it with him.

"Rumors are spreading around Blackwater City and Hongya Road, saying that the Panlong ruins often emit precious light at night, and that a large square pot will be born soon."

He Chunhua sneered: "That's nonsense!"

He himself has been to ruins and entered secret realms, but he couldn't take the large square pot with him.