MTL - After the Fairy Disappeared-Chapter 382 A small country knows no awe

   Neither light nor heavy, but just enough to scare the leisurely goldfish in the water and turn around and run away.

  He Lingchuan's net entered the water at this moment, just horizontal to the fish's side, and copied it lightly.

  The black-flowered goldfish was photographed out of the water in an instant, He Lingchuan picked it up with the jar, and entered!

   Of course, the net is also broken.

  It's worth it to exchange a net for a beautiful goldfish that is alive and kicking.

  Sun Fuling applauded lightly: "Good!"

  The strike just now was so fast that others couldn't see it, but she could see it clearly. Not to mention anything else, the net is too bad to withstand the force of the goldfish's back rushing and struggling, so the net cannot be placed directly in front of it escaping.

  In such a short moment, He Lingchuan accurately predicted the direction of the fish swimming, and lightly copied the force from the side.

  The fish was bouncing up, not scooped up at all.

  Catching fish is a small matter, but his vision and prediction are accurate, which is the key point.

  The hawker was also a little surprised: "Amazing."

  Seeing that He Lingchuan picked up the last net, he reminded again: "Don't scare the fish by shooting the altar anymore! My fish can't stand being scared."

   "Okay." He Lingchuan already had some experience, and asked Sun Fuling, "Which one do you want now?"

   "I want the lion head and dragon eyes!" Sun Fuling pointed to him, "The pure black one."

   "Good." What a special aesthetic. This fish is black, with a swollen head and swollen eyes. What's so good about it?

  He Lingchuan took two grains of rice from the vendor and threw them into the altar. When the fish came to the surface, he got out of the net again.

  This time it is placed vertically, and the wooden circle cuts the water vertically, so as to avoid the force of the paper net.

  Turning and vibrating his wrist, the lion-headed dragon eye that Sun Fuling wanted flew out again.

   It took off with it, and there was another white fish that snatched food together.

   It’s a free one.

  The kid next to him stared straight at him. How could this man's hands be so dexterous?

  He Lingchuan won Chuan's top hand, and paid another five cents, and Sun Fuling took whatever he pointed out, which is not in vain.

  Sun Fuling observed his movements and applauded with a smile.

   In just a few tens of breaths, nine trophies were filled in the jug, with different colors and postures.

  There are many pedestrians at the entrance of the market, and they stop to watch when they see this. The peddler was also clever. Seeing that there were too many people onlookers, he started to solicit customers, and shouted: "Look, look, people can pick it up! Is this a problem with my net?"

  There was a little girl who was still full of anticipation, blinking her big watery eyes and begging He Lingchuan: "Big brother, can you help me fish?"

  The peddler said with a straight face: "No, no, I can't get it for you!"

   This kid spent ten renminbi to catch nine goldfish, and he only picked the good-looking ones. He has lost a lot of money!

  He Lingchuan asked his girlfriend, "Is it enough?"

  Sun Fuling looked at the jar and smiled: "That's enough for now, come back in a few days."

  The hawker breathed a sigh of relief: "Do you want fish food? I have a special fish food here. The fish look beautiful and lively after eating it. It is much better than feeding rice. It is easy to spoil the water!"

  The fish here are indeed more colorful than those from other shops, so He Lingchuan has no choice but to say, "Have some." The peddler stood up and brought him an oiled paper bag instead.

  He Lingchuan found out that he was a lame man, and he walked with a limp. It was really hard for him to carry the bucket to the market.

  The little girl who had just asked He Lingchuan to fish failed, pointed to his ankle and asked, "What's wrong with your leg?"

  The peddler's face darkened immediately: "I asked nonsense, I was interrupted!"

  The little girl shrank her neck, not daring to speak any more, her mother glared and scolded: "You black-hearted bastard, you still scare my daughter!"

"I broke my leg in Rongshan, what happened?" The peddler put away the copper plate that He Lingchuan handed over, and then he slapped the cylinder head with a slap, "If it hadn't been for the injury of my leg in a fight with those **** like Xi Xiang, Now that I eat delicious food and drink spicy food, do I still need to fight with you fat woman at the market?"

  As soon as he opened his mouth, the woman's aura seemed to have weakened by three points, she casually cursed a few more words, and took her daughter away.

   He Lingchuan

   and Sun Fuling ran away after paying the money, staying away from the water fights in the market.

  But in the quarrel behind, he still heard a few words: "Is Rongshan famous? It doesn't seem to be in the Panlong Wasteland?"

  Sun Fuling smiled slightly: "It's within the territory of Xiyu Kingdom."

   "The country to the east of the Panlong Wasteland?" The Panlong Wasteland is an enclave. He remembered that there were several small countries further east, and Xiluo was one of them, before reaching the border of Xiluo.

   "Xiluo was originally the land of Xiluo. More than ten years ago, the Huyan family took advantage of the turmoil in their mother country and waited for an opportunity to separate themselves and become kings." She shook her head, "Those countries all appeared in this way."

"The locals in Xixiang were originally xenophobic. After the founding of the country, there were still many residents of central Xiluo and the Panlong Wasteland who stayed in the territory of Xiluo and could not leave. As a result, they were exploited and made things difficult by the locals." Sun Fuling sighed, "Four years In the previous Rongshan riots, Xijiu people rushed into the villages built by Chinese residents, smashed, burned and killed them, kidnapped women and children, and killed and injured more than 2,000 people. The news spread to Panlong City, and everyone was very indignant, especially the distance from Rongshan. The Panlong Wasteland is actually not far away, and there are many relatives and friends of the people in the city among the victims."

   "Such arrogance is to bully the mother country." No wonder the fat woman kept silent when this matter was mentioned. This matter is actually a thorn in everyone's heart.

   "Panlong City repeatedly negotiated, hoping to bring back some wasteland residents, but Xi Xiang flatly refused."

   "Xixiang often makes troubles at the border, and relying on it as our only trade route to the southeast, unreasonably frightens and blackmails our business travelers."

  Sun Fuling turned her head to look at him, "Do you want to ask why Panlong City didn't teach Xi Yao a lesson?"

  He Lingchuan didn't shy away: "Hmm, I have this idea. But looking back, could there be someone behind it?" Without a backing, how would a small country bordering the Panlong Wasteland dare to jump so high and make such a fuss?

"In recent years, the calls for punishing Xixiang have been getting louder, but Panlong City itself has its own difficulties." Sun Fuling said slowly, "Xixiangsu and Baling have a good relationship, and a few years ago, they welcomed envoys from the Northern Demon Kingdom, and gained a lot. Jiashang, it’s really a bit forgetful. But every time it invades the border, it chooses when we fight Baling or Xianyou, and ignores it. The things it provokes at the border are not big or small, unlike Rong Mountain Riot is too much."

   After all, Mount Rong is in the territory of Xixiang, so people can handle it however they want. On the Panlong Wasteland, it was different.

  「Isn’t that just a toad on your feet?」

  Sun Fuling was taken aback, imagined that scene, and shivered involuntarily:

"Yes!"

  He Lingchuan also understood her other meaning:

In fact, Panlong City itself has had a hard time. Zhong Shengguang’s focus in the past ten years has been on how to defend the Panlong Wasteland. However, when he moved inland four years ago, the Xiluo Kingdom returned all 40,000 elites from Panlong City to the mainland. , the strength of Panlong City itself has been greatly reduced.

  In the past four years, Panlong City has been paying close attention to recuperation, and there is really no spare energy to meddle in its own affairs.

  If you want to uphold justice, you have to see if your fists are hard enough.

  Crisis is always the main theme of this land.

   "Someday." He Lingchuan shrugged.

  Sun Fuling nodded: "If you don't have awe like this, one day, Xiong will be in bad luck." The two put this topic aside, bought some hot food and found a donkey cart to go home.

  He Lingchuan wanted to take the fish jar to Sun Fuling's house, but she insisted on pouring the fish into He Lingchuan's water tank:

  「Your tank is idle if you are idle. It is better to raise fish than mosquitoes.」

  The pottery tank in his small courtyard takes up too much area, and usually only holds rainwater, which is wasted.

  “I don’t stay at home often during missions, I’m afraid that the fish will starve to death.” In fact, he found that the time when he entered and exited the dream was very jumpy, and sometimes the interval was several days.

  Sun Fuling smiled slightly: "What are you afraid of? I am here."

she? He Lingchuan thought to himself that her whereabouts were more erratic than his own, and these fishes would finish their game soon.

   But looking at her lying on the side of the tank in high spirits, feeding the goldfish food, how could He Lingchuan dare to expose it?

   Big deal, I’ll go to the street market in a few days and exchange a batch of goldfish for her.

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  The next morning, He Lingchuan went to Fufeng City for a stroll.

  The inn chosen by Shi Erdang's family is close to the goods market, and it is very lively as soon as he goes out. They arrived in Fufeng City in the middle of the night, and He Lingchuan only saw the prosperity of the main city of Bega this morning.

  The streets in the main urban area can be described as spotless, and they are cleaned twice a day. Regardless of whether the streets and alleys are paved with stone bricks, the difference is that the main streets and avenues use large bluestones, while the small streets and alleys use long stones or black stone slabs. Every day, the residents' homes are not repaired by Yachipin, but the hth mother scriptures are very smooth, and the pots are also very diligent in maintenance.

  Of course, the poor alleys are another scene. Every city has its own dark side. Fufeng City doesn't shy away from being discovered.

  He Lingchuan always watches over his father’s governance, and sometimes He Chunhua and He Yue discuss government affairs at home. He knows that streets and roads can reflect the city’s governance and financial level.

   Fufeng City is probably not short of money.

  Of course, this may also be related to the approaching birthday of King Baoshu, and the entire city needs to update the interface and put on a new look.

  He followed the carriage of the Shimen caravan to go out, and the markets everywhere were thriving, with a complete range of goods from the north and the south. In some cities, commercial and residential areas are separated, but there are not so many rules in Fufeng City. It is common for shops in the front to sell goods and people to live in the back buildings. He Lingchuan could always see a family sitting in the shop, people came to sell goods, and people left to cook.

  Different from other places, there are trees everywhere in Fufeng City, two or three hundred years old ancient trees grow casually by the roadside, and two or three people hug each other around the chest.

  Blossoms from all walks of life came out of the wall shyly, bursting out in red, yellow, white and purple.

  The wind comes in May, green trees and fragrant flowers.

  It was the first time He Lingchuan saw such a clean and beautiful city, and even Shi Huan was far inferior to it.

  Walking on the tree-lined path, I can't finish talking about the comfort.

   Seven or eight artificial lakes are distributed in four directions in the city, connected by inland rivers, and finally connected with the rivers outside the city. However, He Lingchuan seldom saw small ditches and canals, so he was curious about how the people used water.

   After all, this city covers a vast area, so it is impossible not to have a normal water supply and drainage system.

   After asking, I found out that most of the canals in Fufeng City are underground canals, and the covers on them are tightly fitted, which avoids the trouble of pollutants falling into open-air ditches.