at home.
In the yard.
Most of the leaves on the old locust tree have fallen, and the bare branches stretch out into the gray sky, like skinny hands swaying gently in the wind.
Occasionally, a few withered yellow leaves fell from the branches, swirled a few times in the wind, and landed on the bluestone floor, making a subtle rustling sound.
The pots of chrysanthemums in the corner were in bloom, with golden petals stacked on top of each other, standing proudly in the cold wind of late autumn, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.
Yan Lingji was walking from the kitchen carrying a pot of boiled tea, her green dress fluttering gently in the wind.
She walked to the stone table, took out the tea cup, poured a cup, pushed it to Zhao Linchuan, and then muttered in a weird tone:
"Why are you willing to go home?"
"Have the two newcomers outside already fed you?"
For those raised outside, Zhao Linchuan has never hidden anything from Yan Lingji.
From Zi Nu to Yue Shen, not a single one was left behind.
At first, he wanted to hide it, but Yan Lingji's eyes were sharper than anything else, so he couldn't hide it.
Later, he simply stopped hiding it, said what he needed to say, and admitted what he needed to admit.
In this regard, Yan Lingji has a lot of headaches for Zhao Linchuan.
Of course, she was not worried about him raising people outside, but worried about whether Bibi Dong would do anything impulsive when he knew the truth of the matter.
Bibi Dong's temperament looks gentle and gentle, but if he really wants to cause trouble, it will be turned upside down.
"Aren't I thinking about my wife at home?" Zhao Linchuan took the teacup and smiled gently, "I'll be back as soon as the business is finished."
"You." Yan Lingji glanced at him and scolded him.
She sat down in front of the stone table, picked up the teapot and poured herself a cup, took a sip, put it down, and tapped her fingers twice on the table.
"I work all day long, and when I'm old, I don't farm well at home, leaving a few children behind."
"Why am I so old?" Zhao Linchuan said in a more serious tone, "Your husband, I am still young, okay?"
"Whether it's my world or this world, based on your age, you should have at least two children."
Yan Lingji said, adding another cup of tea to Zhao Linchuan, and continued:
"I informed Dong'er to ask her to come back early today."
"Please stay with her well, she has been very tired recently."
"Didn't you go and help her?" Zhao Linchuan asked.
"Help." Yan Lingji shook his head slightly, looking like he had a headache, "Dong'er was so busy with affairs before that he couldn't even take care of eating."
"Later, your sweetheart felt sorry for her and came secretly to tell me about it."
"After that, I cooked a meal and took it to the Pope Hall. While she was eating, I read some files for her."
"Although it helped her solve some troubles, it is not a long-term solution after all."
"Besides, I don't work at the Spirit Hall. If I often go to help her handle affairs, I will inevitably be criticized."
"That's it..." Zhao Linchuan thought for a while and pondered for a while.
After a moment, he slowly said, "In this way... we set up a Administration Office."
"Administration Office?" Yan Lingji's brows raised slightly, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes.
"That's right." Zhao Linchuan continued, "Choose some of our people and settle in Administration Office."
"Give them a special status, let them have the status and treatment of an elder, but do not give them real power."
"On weekdays, their task is to handle affairs for the people in power, but they only give opinions and regulations, and the final result is decided by the people in power."
"You have a good idea." Yan Lingji nodded thoughtfully, and the light in his eyes changed from curiosity to recognition. "Then your best friend and I will be able to help her openly."
"Find more people." Zhao Linchuan added, with a hint of long-term consideration in his tone, "This continent is about to be unified."
"When the world is unified, we will have to deal with more affairs every day than we do now."
"By then, maybe we will have to re-divide the world and set up various Protectorate offices to handle government affairs for us."
"Okay."
Yan Lingji responded, stood up, straightened his clothes, picked up the teapot and teacup on the table, and prepared to put them away.
"When I go to deliver food to Dong'er later, I will talk to her and let her look for it."
"That's okay."
Zhao Linchuan stood up, straightened his robe, and glanced outside the courtyard door.
"I'm going out for a while. I have some things to do. I'll be back later to stay with you and Dong'er."
"That sweetheart of yours has gone into seclusion." Yan Lingji shook the tea cup and said in a weird tone, "If you are fine, you'd better not disturb her."
"Who said I went to find her?" Zhao Linchuan looked innocent, "I really have something to do. You will know it later."
With that said, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard, and his figure disappeared outside the courtyard gate.
A long time.
The residence where Ling Yuan is located.
In the boudoir of Ling Yuan.
"My lord..."
She arched her body, bit her lip, and her voice trembled unbelievably, as if she was suffering some kind of violent collision.
"Why are you so angry...Ling Yuan is going to 'Soul Power riot'..."
About an hour later.
Ling Yuan Xiang Xiang covered her stomach with sweat and went to wash up in vain.
A long time.
In the living room.
Ling Yuan and Zhao Linchuan sit on the left and right respectively.
Ling Yuan changed into a clean dress, combed her hair again, and her whole body returned to its former freshness and neatness.
She picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Zhao Linchuan, pushed it in front of him, then sat down, put her hands on her knees, and asked softly:
"Sir, you suddenly called me out of the quiet room. Is there something serious?"
"There is something big going on."
Zhao Linchuan picked up the teacup, took a sip, put it down, and slowly explained:
"I am about to break through Level 90. I have to go to the Deep Sea."
"There are many Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts there. Then you come with us. I will hunt down some Soul Beasts and replenish the Soul Bones you have."
"Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? Hunt? Complement?"
Ling Yuan was confused when he heard it, his eyes were slightly widened, his lips were slightly opened, and his mind was in confusion.
But her reaction was extremely fast. In just a few breaths, she recovered from the shock. The confusion in her eyes was swept away, replaced by a kind of uncontrollable ecstasy.
Her voice rose a little higher, and she asked with some disbelief:
"Sir! Do you want to buy Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone for Ling Yuan?"
"That's right." Zhao Linchuan nodded slightly, "You don't want to go anywhere recently, just stay at home and be prepared to go out with us."
"Yes!"
Ling Yuan responded with excitement, jumped up from the chair, and quickly sat down again, putting his hands on his knees, straightening his back, trying to look well-behaved.