Stretched out his hand to hand the letter in his hand aside, and a slender hand as jade silently took it. Yueming had already stood silently beside Fengzhao, quietly waiting for him to wake up from his contemplation.

He lowered his head and looked at the gift list in his hand, and he was a little stunned, who had always been as calm as water.

"Juxiang Pavilion. He muttered to himself.

A pair of handsome sword eyebrows were slightly twisted together.

"Father can openly sign his name. The relationship with this Juxiang Pavilion is extraordinary. It's just that I don't know who runs this shop?" Feng Zhao said softly, he had sent Limeng to find out the news about his father, and everyone in the entire imperial capital who knew about the Xuan Wangfu would avoid it. However, this Juxiang Pavilion was able to provide supplies for his father, which had to make him extremely stunned.

Juxiang Pavilion is a world-famous luxury and valuable shop, which mainly deals in gold, silver and jade, all kinds of gems and pottery, celebrity calligraphy and painting. And all the items that come out of Juxiang Pavilion are unique products, so those who can enter and exit Juxiang Pavilion are all wealthy giants, as for the boss behind him, he is an old man with a very ordinary appearance. It is said to be 200 years old. Yue Mingqing said lightly. He was very fond of collecting jade, so he often frequented Juxiang Pavilion and met with the owner of Juxiang Pavilion.

After listening to Yueming's introduction, Feng Zhao was silent for a while and then said lightly: "Go to Juxiang Pavilion." ”

Imperial Tomb of the Feng Clan.

The floor has been sprinkled with clean water and cleaned cleanly. In front of the tall tombstone of the former emperor. Standing in black stood a military general dressed in various official uniforms, wearing a red dragon robe embroidered on a black background with a dragon crown, and a solemn face. In front of the tombstone, there is a large table with various offerings, and the arm-thick sandalwood incense in the incense burner on the table rises in the wind. Behind Feng Qing stood the prince Feng He, with a gloomy and jealous face, his eyes secretly swept over Feng Ze who read the sacrificial text on the side of the case from time to time, and today's Feng Ze wore a lake blue brocade suit, which set off his indifference and elegance and gentleness. A few days ago, his father ordered him to preside over this year's sacrificial activities, and the sacrificial texts were written by him himself, he originally wanted to refuse, but seeing the expectation flashing in his father's eyes, he finally accepted his father's edict.

In the face of Feng Ze, Feng Qing is always very strict, but every word Feng Ze says to him, he will give a consideration and answer, and in some serious matters, he will always listen to Feng Ze's advice or discuss with him, which makes Feng He, as the crown prince, extremely jealous and envious.

Looking at Feng Ze who read the sacrifice, the slightest wisp of jealousy crossed the depths of Feng He's slightly sunken eyes, and the hand hidden in the sleeve clenched into a fist involuntarily.

Perhaps his eyes were too sharp, Feng Ze, who was reading the sacrifice, suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, and his watery eyes flashed with gentleness and calmness.

Feng He glared at him fiercely in Feng Ze's eyes, and then turned his eyes to look ahead, his face with a cold and fierce face that was inconsistent with this spring day.

When all the ceremonies were completed, the sun was already a little westerly, Feng Qing ordered the civil and military ministers to retreat, and he stood silently in front of the tombstone of the former emperor for a long time, not far behind him stood his two sons Feng Ze and Feng He, and the brothers looked at the silent imperial tomb in front of them speechlessly.

Besides, Feng Zhao and Yueming entered the Juxiang Pavilion on East Street at noon.

The store was quiet and peaceful, a middle-aged man in the counter sat on a chair, holding a book in his hand and looking at it seriously, the man was wearing a gray clean and tidy ordinary robe, his face was clean and bright, seeing the moon and the wind, he hurriedly stepped forward and said: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince of Ming, the prince of Ningjun." With that, he stood respectfully in front of the two of them.

Fengzhao and Yueming walked into the wide store very casually, looking at the items on the shelves of Bogu in the store, there are not many items, but each is the best, there are exquisite and gorgeous gold and silver utensils, as well as colorful or elegant and fresh pottery, jewelry and jade.

After carefully examining the scenery in the store, Feng Zhao asked, "Are you the boss?"

"Back to the prince of the county, the contemptible person is exactly. I don't know what the needs of the prince of Ningjun and His Royal Highness the Prince of Ming are?" the man replied respectfully.

Hearing him say this, Yueming's face had a hint of discoloration.

"His Royal Highness Prince Ming doesn't need to be surprised, because business needs, so I have been traveling between other countries for many years, and my brother is in charge of guarding the shop. Thinking that he had guessed what Yueming was going to ask, he hurriedly added, his tone calm and peaceful.

"I have a list here, and I'm going to pick it up in a few days. Feng Zhao said lightly, and at the same time took out the gift slip given by his father from his sleeve. "Hmm, the shopkeeper's honorific name?" handed the list over, and a pair of cold eyes slowly looked into the other party's eyes.

"My surname is Shan, my name is Shuanghai," Boss Shan replied and was about to take the gift list in Fengzhao's hand with both hands.

Feng Zhao seemed to want to say something, the hand that took the list paused slightly for a breath, and then after all, he didn't say anything, and slowly handed over the gift list.

The shopkeeper took it with both hands, looked at it seriously, and when he saw it below, there was no change on his face, and he was still so calm and easy-going.

"May I ask if these items are going to be picked up now, or will there be another time?" he said in a low voice and in a serious tone.

The two looked at each other for a while, and a trace of hesitation and surprise flashed in their eyes. Maybe he saw something, and the shopkeeper smiled slightly at the two of them and said softly: "Don't worry, the prince of the county doesn't have to worry, these items were booked ten years ago, and he told the buyer that he could pick up the goods when he saw the jade seal, and he didn't ask who the person was." ”

Feng Zhao's heart was a little shocked, ten years ago, so to speak, it was his father who ordered this batch of goods after seeing Yaoling, thinking that his father had already prepared for his marriage to Yaoling, thinking of this his heart was like the earth warmed by the sun in spring, and there was a bubbling warm current flowing through his heart. But how could my father have the financial resources to pay for these goods?

After pondering for a long time, he said to Boss Shan: "If that's the case, then I won't say more, I am going to send these goods to Jiang Li, can you bother Juxiang Pavilion to help me send them?"

Boss Shan pondered for a moment and said, "Yes, please give the county prince an accurate delivery time, and Juxiang Pavilion is ready to leave." ”

After returning to the palace, Yaoling was accompanying Mr. Ghost Ling to check Wu Ling's pulse, because Wu Ling's loss of voice was related to fright, so Yaoling was helpless about it.

Seeing the wind light entering the door, Mr. Ghost Ling let go of the hand holding the pulse and said to Yaoling, "Her illness depends on chance." ”

"But," Yao Ling wanted to say. But he was stopped by Mr. Ghost's gesture.

"If you want to ask about chance, you have to ask him, and he knows better than anyone what chance is. As he spoke, he pointed a finger at the wind that had just entered the door, with a look of cunning and mockery.

Feng Zhao was a little annoyed, knowing that Mr. Ghost was talking about his ability to walk once.

Yaoling looked at Mr. Ghost Spirit, speechlessly, and then at Fengzhao.

"Okay, it's nothing, Wu Yu will have her chance, she is frightened, whether she can resume speaking, it depends on her creation, that is, it is useless. Feng Zhao gently stroked Yaoling's hair and said softly.

He knew that Yao Ling cared about Wu Ling's father and daughter very much, after all, they were the only relatives in her mother's family.

Wu Yu's face was calm, and he gestured to Yaoling and said, "Don't worry about me, I'm used to it, it's good this way, at least I can still hear it." ”

Yaoling's face was a little gloomy, and Feng Zhao gently helped her pin a strand of hair behind her ear, "Prepare, set off for Jiang Li tomorrow, and when I come back from Jiang Li, I will help you find a way to treat Wu Yu." ”

There was some hope in Yaoling's eyes, "You have a way?"

Feng Zhao nodded, and Mr. Ghost on the side narrowed his small eyes and said, "If you kid follow me to study medicine hard, it won't take two years for me to be the ghost doctor in the world." ”