Fu Ronghua settled down here with peace of mind, and after getting familiar with it for a day or two, she started to settle in the Chamber of Commerce.

Without Zi Yu and the others around him, Fu Ronghua personally selected the candidates to manage the chamber of commerce in the future, and he became busy for a while.

Fu Chen is also sensible and doesn't cry or make trouble. Occasionally when Fu Ronghua is looking at the account book, he will lie aside obediently and only make a few noises when he is hungry.

Every time at this time, Fu Ronghua would say with a smile, "Xiaochen was very naughty when he was in mother's belly, but now he is more sensible."

Jimo Beige rolled his eyes at her, "Just show off."

Fu Ronghua smiled and said, "Recently, the Xie family has not extended its hand. It seems that your methods are not light."

Jimo Beige raised his head proudly, "That's natural. By the way, I'm here to tell you something."

She sat cross-legged on Fu Ronghua's bed, "Have you ever heard of Jialan?"

Fu Ronghua raised his head and said, "No."

Jimo Beige nodded, "You were born in Shengjing and later entered the palace. It's not surprising that I have never heard of you." She paused, "Jialan is an ancient dynasty. No one remembers the time when it once existed, only vaguely.

I heard that Jialan’s strength lies entirely in Tianfeng Nu.”

The word Tianfengnu made Fu Ronghua's eyebrows move slightly. "Oh?"

"It is said that this heavenly phoenix was born with miraculous powers and protected Jialan for many years. After Jialan disappeared, the dynasty changed. Now, Jialan seems to have reappeared. Many states and counties have sent people to investigate." She looked towards him.

Fu Ronghua.

Fu Ronghua pondered and said, "You also have this idea?"

"The tomb of the saint in Jialan is located in the north of Jinghe River. I don't believe in thaumaturgy, and not many people do. Most of them go there for the gold and silver treasures of the incredibly wealthy country." She touched her chin, "In a few days,

Today, I'll go take a look first, I'm going to bother you here in Baizhou."

Fu Ronghua nodded slightly, "Now that you know, Xuanji will definitely go. The Jinghe River passes through Baizhou, so I will pay attention to avoid it."

"It depends on whether he reveals his identity. If he comes here with a royal chariot, I'm afraid he will have to live in Jimo's house in Baizhou." Jimo Beige said truthfully.

She paused, "Not so soon. He won't set off until this winter at the latest."

Fu Ronghua's eyes were dark, "At that time, I still don't know what the situation was like."

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Emperor Xuan Zhao turned over the yellowed pages and finally stopped at the description of Saint Jialan.

His eyes were dark and hard to distinguish, showing some thoughts. When he came out of the darkroom, the sky was already dark. He clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the moon, seeming to recall the scene where he and Fu Ronghua were admiring the moon in a tall building.

After leaving Chenji Hall, I arrived at Qiushui Palace unknowingly. After Fu Ronghua's death, Qiushui Palace turned off the lights early and closed the palace door early every day.

He didn't even call when he came, he just stood here quietly, listening and watching.

Eunuch Du accompanied him quietly behind him, looking at the emperor's figure, he always felt a little lonely, but also a little deep.

Emperor Xuan Zhao put his hands behind his back and rubbed the back of his hands little by little. He turned around and said, "Go back."

In the darkness, his pace was slow, as if he was deliberately waiting for something. After a long time, he sighed softly, quickened his pace and disappeared.

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Qin Ying raised her head, "Tell me, what's the point of my coming?"

"Maybe, it's not yet time." The palace maid replied.

She was lying on the bed, wondering what she was thinking.

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Chapter completed!