Chapter 139

139 I thought of it

After breakfast, Huo Qijun was wearing armor. The silvery white armor glowed coldly, and there were dark marks on some armor. It was obvious that it had been stained with the blood of many people.

Shen Qingru always keeps a distance from this kind of weapon. He always feels that there may be some strange curse on it. Huo Qijun stood there slowly wearing armor. He seemed to work hard. He looked at her from time to time. His eyes were full of condemnation of "you are not virtuous at all".

In the past, Shen Qingru didn't even bother to glance at him. In the mansion there are servants and servants who serve him, but Huo Qijun is unwilling to make complaints about these people. He also has a pair of beaten girls. The sweet smell of Osmanthus fragrans is like a group of salted meat flavored with osmanthus oil.

As he said this, he looked at himself maliciously. She is the only one in the house who doesn't like spices. Her body is clear and refreshing, emitting natural body fragrance.

Shen Qingru couldn't bear to see his uncle waiting to be served, so under the expectant eyes of Huo Qijun, he got up decisively... Patted his ass and left him alone.

Don't be a slave, do you? Then you can wear it slowly alone.

But this time, after all, Shen Qingru reluctantly endured and came up to him to help him dress. Huo Qijun was surprised that his wife suddenly became "attentive" and looked a little surprised,. But he soon proudly opened his arms and let his little wife serve him.

Two people, one wants something, so they swallow their hospitality. One enjoys unprecedented treatment and becomes more and more satisfied. The atmosphere between the two people became sweeter and sweeter. "Qingru, baby" didn't know how many calls, and more and more glued together.

When Huo Qijun began to talk about the word "treasure Pavilion", Shen Qingru had let him hold himself in his arms and kissed him back and forth four or five times from his eyes to his chin, which could be said to be a great sacrifice. Hearing these three words, Shen Qingru trembled and straightened up from Huo Qijun's arms: "husband, tell me, what's the matter with Zhenbao pavilion?"

Huo Qijun's Obsidian eyes stared straight at his little wife. He didn't understand how a small shop could arouse Shen Qingru's interest?

"Treasure Pavilion... Woo, that's..." he blurted out a few words, lowered his head and wanted to kiss her white neck. Shen Qingru stretched out a white and slender hand and resolutely guarded his neck.

Joking, according to Huo Qijun's half sentence, he took the opportunity to take advantage of her virtue. I'm afraid the origin of Zhenbao Pavilion can't be said all morning.

General Huo, who failed to steal incense, looked a little ugly. He looked dejected. Shen Qingru felt that he looked like a child who couldn't get a beloved toy.

"Husband, I'm talking to you about business." Shen Qingru couldn't help laughing, holding his sleeve and calling.

Huo Qijun's heroic soul of the general who was floating far away was finally called back, turned to look at her and said, "I don't know why you are interested in the treasure Pavilion, but it seems that the treasure Pavilion is just an ordinary shop and there is no special place."

Shen Qingru leaned over and looked at him attentively. Huo Qijun was surprised at her persistence in the treasure Pavilion, but he told her the origin of the treasure Pavilion in detail.

"The owner of the treasure Pavilion is a liupin official surnamed Wei. He once worked as an official in the capital and later came to the frontier fortress. It is said that after he resigned, he often came to the frontier fortress because he had lived in the frontier fortress for a long time. In order to make a living, he opened this treasure Pavilion and sold goods back and forth between the frontier fortress and the capital to earn a price difference."

"You said last time that he bought sister-in-law Huiwen's embroidery to sell in the capital." Huo Qijun was not interested in Zhenbao Pavilion at all.

"But it's so far away from the capital and the transportation cost is high. You can't make any money at all." Shen Qingru wondered.

"The value of the goods in the capital is dozens of times that of the frontier fortress. Besides, this man once served as an official in the frontier fortress and revealed to the people around him that he misses the frontier fortress very much. Being willing to buy sister-in-law Huiwen's Embroidery may be another way for him to give back." Huo Qijun said faintly.

"What about the herbs?"

"What medicine?" Huo Qijun looked surprised.

Shen Qingru told him what happened in the medicine shop that day: "the commonly used herbs such as Bupleurum and Panax notoginseng are gone, but there are a lot of ginseng left. If Zhenbao Pavilion really plans to sell the goods to the capital, it should choose the cheap ginseng in the frontier fortress but valuable in the capital. Why do you hoard so many commonly used herbs that are not valuable in the capital?"

She raised her small face suspiciously, and her eyes touched him, a school of Qingming. Huo Qijun couldn't help but lower his head and smell the fragrance in her hair. On the one hand, he printed several soft kisses in her hair.

Shen Qingru was immersed in his thoughts and didn't care. Huo Qijun was close enough, so he analyzed with her: "first, the big customer mentioned by the drugstore may not be Zhenbao Pavilion, but your own speculation. Second, the frontier fortress is rich in ginseng. The ginseng in the drugstore has been more than other medicinal materials for several years. Maybe Zhenbao pavilion has bought a lot, and there is more left in the drugstore."

Shen Qingru frowned slightly. From the news he got back, he really couldn't see anything strange about Zhenbao Pavilion.

"Why did this man surnamed Wei resign suddenly?" since ancient times, he has been a scholar, peasant, industrial and commercial man. The status of businessmen is far lower than that of officials, and even regarded as a lower class occupation together with actors and actresses.

There must be some reason why a person who has been admitted to fame suddenly resigned and became a "lower class" businessman.

Huo Qijun thought for a moment: "I heard it was because of his health. It happened more than ten years ago. At that time, he was nearly forty years old and should be in his prime. However, it seemed that he was in bad health and resigned early."

Shen Qingru stood in place, staring at the green bricks on the floor of the room. Huo Qijun saw that she was absorbed in her thoughts, smiled, patted her head, turned and went out of the door.

He left the door with his front foot, and Shen Qingru caught up with him with his back foot. Huo Qijun heard the movement and stillness behind him, and the panting Shen Qingru almost bumped into his arms.

His hard arm tightly held her slim waist and firmly surrounded her in his arms to protect her from falling. He blinked at her badly and asked her in front of all the slaves: "madam, you are so anxious to throw yourself into the arms. Don't you want me to go?"

Shen Qingru blushed and panted. He couldn't tell whether he was running or ashamed by his words. He pulled his clothes with his small hand: "husband, the last question, have you seen the treasurer surnamed Wei in the treasure pavilion?"

Huo Qijun was slightly stunned. He thought she would say something. It turned out that he was still tangled with the problem of Zhenbao building.

Although he didn't understand why his little wife was so persistent, Huo Qijun still cooperated with him and recalled it for a while.

"When he was an official in the frontier fortress, I was still in the southwest and had never seen him. By the time I got to the frontier fortress, he had resigned."

"That is to say, my husband has never seen shopkeeper Wei?"

Huo Qijun nodded: "he quit his job and started business, and it's impossible to see me."

One is a lower class merchant, and the other is a frontier official, Yunyang Hou, who is famous in the frontier fortress. Naturally, there is no possibility of meeting between the two.

Shen Qingru gave a slightly disappointed "Oh"

Huo Qijun looked at her drooping little head and looked depressed. It was funny. He couldn't help stretching out his hand and twisted it on her puffy cheeks: "however, someone may have seen him."

"Who?" Shen Qingru calmed down.

"King Wu." Huo Qijun said faintly, "before I took over the frontier fortress, King Wu stayed here for several years. Calculate the time, shopkeeper Wei should still be an official in the frontier fortress at that time."

Xiao Qijun, king of Wu?

She forgot that Xiao Qijun had been in the frontier fortress for many years, defeated the invading Turkic army, and became the first prince among the princes by virtue of his outstanding military achievements.

"However, shopkeeper Wei was just a six grade junior official at the beginning, so it's not necessary for the king of Wu to remember." Huo Qijun threw cold water on her when he saw that she was eager to try and wanted to write to the king of Wu for inquiry.

Shen Qingru thanked him, turned and walked towards the road. Huo Qijun's unhappy voice came to his ear: "if you write to him, you should show it to me first."

His response was a crisp "dream". Shen Qingru hid behind the door and made a face at him. The door slammed shut.

Thinking of the guy's unhappy expression, Shen Qingru couldn't help laughing in the room.

When she thought about the treasure Pavilion, her smile slowly disappeared and she sighed gently. Do you really want to write to his Highness the king of Wu and ask about the shopkeeper Wei?

The frontier fortress is thousands of miles away from the capital. I'm afraid it will be a month or two after she receives the letter.

According to Huo Qijun, Zhenbao Pavilion really has nothing to pay attention to, but she just vaguely feels that there is something wrong.

Shen Qingru took a piece of paper and planned to smooth out the doubts in his heart.

She wrote three words on the far left: shopkeeper Wei. Next to it, she noted that she was nearly 50 years old. Her whereabouts were wandering, and almost no one had seen her face.

No one has seen his true face, which means that maybe someone opened this treasure Pavilion in the name of shopkeeper Wei.

She also wrote below what Zhenbao Pavilion bought from the people of the frontier fortress: embroidery, silk and satin, the most common medicinal materials, porcelain

These are common things in the capital. They can't make money when they are transported back to the capital from the frontier fortress.

This is the second question.

According to the notes below, ginseng, a specialty of the frontier fortress, is not within the scope of a large number of acquisitions of zhenbaoge. Why do you abandon the ginseng sold to the capital to make money, but wantonly buy the common medicinal materials that can be seen everywhere in the capital?

If we can figure out these problems, the intention of Zhenbao Pavilion will be clear. Shen Qingru stared at the black words on the white paper for a long time and didn't think of a reason.

Why does a shop that aims to make money keep ginseng that can make money, but wantonly hoard worthless herbs such as Bupleurum and Panax notoginseng?

Aster brought in an almond tea and gently put it on Shen Qingru's left hand. After breakfast, Shen Qingru formed the habit of using an almond tea after coming to the frontier fortress. The dried fruits here are large and slightly sweet. They are ground with a little almond, plus dried fruits such as peanut, sesame, medlar, raisin and sesame, which is a bowl of sweet and refreshing almond tea that nourishes and strengthens the spleen.

Shen Qingru was looking at the white paper on the table, inadvertently rubbing his wrist against the tea bowl containing almond tea. With a slap, the tea bowl turned over on the table, and the milky liquid soaked the paper on the table.

Aster hurriedly wiped the remnants of almond tea on Shen Qingru's sleeve and asked nervously, "Miss, can you burn it?"

Shen Qingru stared at the white paper soaked in almond tea. The handwriting on the paper had been soaked in a black mass, and he couldn't see the original handwriting.

Ziwan saw her young lady standing there motionless. She couldn't help blaming her. She came forward to change her clothes: "young lady, change your clothes quickly. Don't catch a cold."

The young lady looked at her quietly and suddenly said, "aster, I think of it."