I got on a carriage outside the Tang Mansion. The carriage was very wide and benches were placed on brocade.

As the highest leader of the soldiers in the city, Tang Zihao did not need to go through any inspections when entering and leaving the city gate. When the soldiers guarding the city saw that it was Tang Zihao, they retreated to both sides and gave him to pass.

Through the curtains of the carriage, Fang Ling also saw the alert at the city gate. There were more than a dozen soldiers inside the gate, each wearing good armor, a long knife, and a long spear in his hand. Anyone who left the city must undergo inspection, especially goods, and the inspection was more strictly.

Outside the city gate, there were also more than a dozen soldiers inspecting those entering the city. Not far from the city gate, the residence of the troops stationed. Once a situation occurs here, dozens or hundreds of soldiers will come to support it immediately, which shows how tightly guarded the imperial city is.

After passing through the tall city wall, the vision suddenly became wide open. Fang Ling took a deep breath, feeling that the air was unprecedentedly fresh, which made people greedy and couldn't help but take a few more breaths.

Although there was only Tang Zihao and his family in the carriage, the three of them did not regard Fang Ling as an outsider. They talked about some interesting things about Tang Wan when she was a child, which made Fang Ling laugh, but Tang Wan blushed.

Fang Ling smiled while feeling the happy scene, and even envied Tang Wan. It was a pity that she was destined to go through cruel struggles in the imperial family, but only in this way can she protect her mother.

Not long after, the carriage arrived before Beishan.

The Beishan Mountain is not tall one mile away from the imperial city, but it covers a vast area. It also has a large lake and beautiful scenery. It is a good place for outings. Whether it is the ministers in the court or the common people, they all like to come here for a walk.

The Qianchong Exhibition is held every year by the Ministry of Industry. Merchants from all over the country send the best local chrysanthemums before this period. These chrysanthemums bloom at the foot of the North Mountain in winter, which are spectacular and beautiful. If the officials and rich people like it, they can buy them home at the price. This is also a good benefit for the merchants, and they can also get to know the senior officials in Beijing.

This year, due to the prince’s wedding, there are a lot of chrysanthemums transported from all over the country.

At the foot of the North Mountain, there is a special place to park sedans. You should know that this official sedan is different from a civil sedan. The place where it is naturally placed is naturally divided into two sides, and there are servants or sedan chairmen in front of each sedan.

After leaving the sedan chair, Fang Ling followed Tang Zihao and his party slowly forward. At this time, there were already many people at the foot of the mountain. In addition to some gorgeously dressed rich and powerful people, more common people were ordinary people.

Here, officials also put down their identities and came out in casual clothes. If anyone knows them, they bow to him and say hello, which does not disturb the public.

After walking around a bend at the foot of the mountain, pots of chrysanthemums suddenly appeared. The flowers bloomed in the cold winter, with red, yellow, white, ink, purple, green, orange, etc. The flowers had single and double petals, flat and spherical shapes, which were rich in colors and various styles.

There is a piece of white paper pasted outside the basin of each pot of chrysanthemum, which marks everyone on it, and there are dedicated people guarding it around it.

Those who understand chrysanthemums would look closer and whisper, and talk to the merchant if they liked it, and then buy it at a suitable price. If the negotiation is not completed, they would not be angry, but just smiled and waved their hands away.

However, Fang Ling had no time to appreciate these chrysanthemums. His eyes looked at the crowd, looking for Yao Jing's trace. Of course, it would be best if he could find him in the crowd. If he couldn't find it, Fang Ling could only use other methods to approach him.

Not long after walking, a noise came from behind, which made the quiet scene a little more noise. Fang Ling looked back and saw a group of people walking around him surrounded by an old man in his sixties. Although the people around him didn't know who the visitor was, they dared not block the way and they all avoided them one by one.

Although this person was wearing casual clothes, his every move exuded the aura of a superior. His white eyebrows were like hooks and his eyes were as sharp as lightning, making people dare not look at his eyes.

Around him was a young man about 20 years old. His appearance was similar to the former, and his nose was not like the former. He was a hooked nose, but he showed a bit of evil.

When several middle-aged men on the roadside saw the old man, they hurried over, saluted respectfully, and shouted: "See the Prime Minister."

Although the sound was not loud, it was like a huge rock falling into the calm pool. The civilians around him hurriedly bowed and retreated far away, while the officials went over to salute.

Fang Ling sneered, no wonder he had such a big scene, it turned out that it was Cui Yixuan, the prime minister of the dynasty.

Cui Yixuan, who was in his sixties, was born as the top scholar. He was favored by the previous Emperor of Chu. He has risen all the way. Now he holds great power and is more than ten thousand people. Now he is married to the royal family and has a glorious status. Even if he is a king, prince, general and minister, he will be given three points of courtesy when he sees it.

As for the man with a fierce look beside him, his second son Cui Jun.

There is no reason why Cui Yixuan's status in the court is at its peak. In addition to his great power, his eldest son also holds heavy troops at the border. His second son Cui Jun is now serving as an important position in the imperial guards in the imperial city. His future is limitless, and his third daughter becomes the crown princess. With such a background, becoming the queen in the future is just around the corner.

So as soon as Cui Yi chose, the officials came to say hello, and no one dared to neglect them.

Cui Yixuan calmly enjoyed everyone's greetings, nodded occasionally, exchanged greetings for a few words, and after walking a few steps, the number of people behind his butt was twice as high, and then he came to Tang Zihao and his group.

Tang Zihao bowed slightly and bowed, "I've seen Lord Cui."

Fang Ling didn't want to be seen, and stood behind Tang Zihao and others, so that Cui Yixuan didn't see his face.

Cui Jun saw Tang Wan at a glance, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Not only him, but also the sons of officials around him were attracted by Tang Wan.

No one is an ordinary person. There are countless women who have seen in and outside the palace, but it is rare to be as beautiful as Tang Wan.

Even Cui Yixuan was no exception. He couldn't help but look at Tang Wan a few more times, as if he felt a little out of control. He quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "It's said that Lord Tang has a beautiful daughter, but he didn't expect that she would be like a fairy."

All the officials said yes, and said that Lord Tang is very lucky.

Tang Zihao smiled faintly and said, "The little girl looks ordinary, and all adults have praised her."

Cui Yixuan smiled and said, "Mr. Tang, you are too modest. You don't know what kind of appearance and temperament you have like your niece, but you might think that you are from which country's princess."

Cui Jun smiled and said, "Dad, I think Miss Tang is more beautiful than the princess in other countries."

After Cui Jun said this, Cui Yixuan glanced at him. A minister next to him turned his eyes and immediately smiled charmingly: "I heard that Miss Tang is not married yet. Isn't Mr. Cui also in his marriage year? He is so handsome."

After saying this, all the ministers nodded repeatedly.

Tang Wan frowned slightly and gently pulled the corner of her father's sleeve. Tang Zihao smiled quietly, "You are joking, how dare I, a mere third-rank official, beat Lord Cui?"

Cui Yixuan did not insist on this issue too much, but just smiled happily: "Mr. Tang, don't underestimate yourself. With your talents, it's no problem to become a first-class general in a few years. We will get closer in the future."

Tang Zihao smiled and said ambiguously: "Thank you, Lord Cui, for your love."

Cui Yixuan also smiled, pointed at the chrysanthemums on the road and led everyone away. Cui Jun looked at Tang Wan greedily and left reluctantly.

Tang Wan pursed her lips tightly and said, "Dad..."

Tang Zihao smiled and said, "Wan'er, don't you know what you think? Don't worry, everyone supports you who you want to marry. If you don't like it, no one can force my daughter."

"Dad..." Tang Wan's ears turned red when she heard this, and subconsciously glanced at Fang Ling.

Fang Ling didn't notice Tang Wan's eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the direction where Cui Yixuan left, his eyes unpredictable and deep.

After a while, Fang Ling finally found Yao Jing's figure. Yao Jing was not alone, and there were several officials who were walking with him. When he saw Tang Zihao and his party, he immediately came over to say hello.

"Oh, Niece Wan's feet are ready?" Yao Jing said happily.

Tang Zihao laughed: "Okay, this girl is so happy."

"That's good, that's good." Yao Jing nodded repeatedly and said. In fact, there are not many people who know that Tang Wan can't walk, and only those who are more intimate with Tang Zihao know.

After the greetings, Yao Jing also found Fang Ling behind him and smiled and said, "It turns out that Mr. Fang is here too."

Fang Ling said, "Mr. Yao, I have something to talk to you privately?"

"Of course there is no problem." Yao Jing laughed and walked behind with Fang Ling.

Fang Ling deliberately said to Tang Zihao and others: "I heard that Lord Yao is the disciple of Taibao Master Xue?"

Yao Jing seemed a little surprised why he asked this question, but he nodded slightly and vaguely expected Fang Ling to ask for something.

Fang Ling took out a small bag wrapped in white cloth from his arms, stuffed it into Yao Jing's hand, and said, "Then please give this thing to Lord Xue."

"This is..." Yao Jing has seen countless scenes. He guessed that he was giving gifts, but his teacher had no power and no power. Moreover, this small bag seemed to be quite light, and it should not be something like gold nuggets. He asked him to send it over, so he couldn't understand Fang Ling's meaning for a while.

Fang Ling didn't want to explain much, and smiled faintly: "If Lord Yao feels worried, you can open it and take a look. By the way, I will live at No. 11, Quzi Lane, behind East Street, and I will be there tonight."

Yao Jing was even more confused when he heard this. He was giving something and talking about the address. However, before he could ask, Fang Ling had already left quickly.

Yao Jing originally wanted to tell Tang Zihao about this, but after thinking about it, he would open it first and take a look. As soon as he opened the white cloth bag, he suddenly saw a dragon and phoenix jade pendant.

This jade pendant not only has a layered texture and feels warm, but also has extraordinary carvings. The dragon and phoenix are like living things. When they see this object, Yao Jing couldn't help but gasp. With such a texture, carving dragons and phoenixes, how can ordinary people use it?

He quickly looked in the direction where Fang Ling left, and then he realized that he had disappeared. Yao Jing hesitated for a moment, and knew that it was of great importance. He quickly put away the jade pendant, said goodbye to Tang Zihao and others, and then hurriedly left.
Chapter completed!