Chapter 182 What kind of maid serves the prince?
"He is..."
The old lady was stunned, her thoughts flew to nowhere, and after a while she said: "Your cousin! The number one genius of the Jiang family back then, twenty Seven-year-old little venerable!"
"Where is the person?" Xin Zhuo asked again subconsciously.
Fortunately, the old lady answered this time, her tone seemed extremely tired: "I don't know, the Kunxu Demon disappeared after the battle. He may have died, but the body was not seen, and the court refused to recognize it! ”
What is the battle between Kunxu Demon?
Xin Zhuo was full of doubts, but seeing that the old lady had no intention of speaking, he had to stop and kowtow.
The ancestor worship is over, but the sense of ritual is not yet over.
The old lady grabbed him and walked out of the ancestral temple compound step by step to the atrium corridor. Surrounded by a large group of slaves, he went straight to the deepest parts of the courtyards, and finally ended up in a majestic and majestic place. stopped in front of the compound.
The gilded door inlaid with white jade is closed and locked, and the three characters "Fengwei Yuan" are clearly written on the plaque.
"This is the residence of the eldest son and grandson of the direct eldest son of the Jiang family. It has not been opened for a long time since your father left. If you are gone, I am afraid you will break the rules and let the boy Yu Guina live in!"
The old lady sighed for a while, then looked back and said: "Open the door!"
The word "open the door" suddenly sounded a little high-spirited.
The oldest steward opened the door lock respectfully and with a sense of ceremony, and pushed the door open with a "squeak".
The architectural style and furnishings in the courtyard are full of solemnity and majesty. They are simple and melancholy, and the layout is huge. Every brick, tile, mountain and pavilion are indescribably solemn and formal.
The old lady led him into the middle gate, and he entered three times in a row, and finally stood in front of a courtyard called "Lanxian Pavilion". There was a main hall and seven side halls, exuding an indescribable atmosphere. Dead and dull.
"This will be your residence from now on!" The old lady finally regained her appearance as a loving grandmother, and patted his head kindly.
The color of the courtyard here is too monotonous and formal, which makes people feel uncomfortable. Xin Zhuo actually prefers a livelier and warmer one, but obviously he can't make the decision, so he asked: "Don't we deserve a few beautiful people?" gratifying A maid? An obedient steward?”
A group of beautiful maids and strong servants and housekeepers outside the gate were bright-eyed. They even took a step forward quietly. The tall maid was slightly proud. chest.
The kindness on the old lady's face suddenly disappeared little by little: "How beautiful do you want to be? Tell me?"
Xin Zhuo said seriously and solemnly: "First of all, you must not be too short. Secondly, you must be very beautiful and have a good figure. You must be good at singing and dancing, and proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Finally... the martial arts level must be at least half a step smaller. Grandmaster!”
The excitement and nervousness on the faces of the large group of maids outside also disappeared little by little.
The old lady looked at Xin Zhuo carefully, as if looking at Jiang Yugui.
Xin Zhuo immediately added a line of self-motivation: "Grandma, please rest assured that my grandson has absolutely no other intentions. It's just that he feels that ordinary vulgar people cannot lead his grandson to learn knowledge and be optimistic." , Steady improvement, and then..."
The old lady interrupted and chuckled again: "Grandma will arrange it for you, do you have any other requirements?"
Xin Zhuo shook his head: "Almost!"
The old lady asked again: "Are you going to meet the guests in front?"
Xin Zhuo shook his head again, showing a tired look: " No, I’m tired from the journey and am very sleepy. I want to take a rest and talk about it tomorrow. Grandma... you’ve worked hard too!”
I bowed respectfully.
The old lady patted his head again, turned and left.
Then, the dark steward and the maids and servants followed him away, and in an instant he was the only one left in the huge courtyard.
"Creak, creak..."
A dead leaf fell from nowhere and rolled, and the atmosphere of loneliness and desolation suddenly appeared.
The breeze is whistling all around, giving people a haunted and scary feeling.
Xin Zhuo stayed for a moment and opened the door of the main hall. The main hall was very spacious, with all kinds of desks, counters, bookshelves, candlesticks, and soft beds. However, they were all extremely simple and the colors were too monotonous, all red. brown. But someone should clean it from time to time to keep it clean and spotless.
He walked to the writing desk and sat down, looking outside. He couldn't help but feel condescending and looking in all directions. He held his chin up and thought about everything he had experienced when he entered the mansion today. The deeds of our ancestors are dizzy.
I wonder where Cui Yinger and the others have been arranged? I wanted to go out and have a look, but the mansion was too big and the road was too far, so I was too lazy to move.
Looking around again, I am afraid that this will be my nest from now on!
When I had nothing to do, I opened my carry-on bag and took out "Zhang Buyehou" and "The Strange Scholar in the Ancient Temple" and put them aside. I was tired of them and didn't want to read them anymore. The decoration was more for the viewing than the actual content.
Looking back at the bookshelf, I saw that they were all bamboo slips. I picked up a volume and opened it. I was immediately dizzy by the words without punctuation marks in it. I barely read a few lines. My eyelids trembled. I fell asleep on the desk without knowing it. .
There can’t be anyone assassinating here, right?
In a daze, it seemed that someone had come, standing aside with the fragrant smell of powder, not knowing what to do.
Too sleepy and too lazy to care.
……
The front yard is "Jiu Yao Pavilion."
It is very lively at this moment. The dignitaries, princes and nobles are drinking each other, changing cups and cups, and talking about romantic affairs and officialdom.
In the depths of the mansion, in a magnificent pavilion called "Lanqing Courtyard", dozens of maids bowed and stood in silence. The female steward Liyun held her hands and hurried from a distance. He went straight into the main hall and saluted: "Old lady!"
At this moment, Mrs. Jiang was sitting cross-legged on the stove-warming shop, looking at She stared at Li Yun sharply: "Does my grandson know martial arts?"
Li Yun bowed and thought for a moment: "According to the news from the border guard, the prince knew martial arts at first, and his skills were good. , but...the meridians were once destroyed by Mr. Dongfang, Master Tai and Princess Shengping!"
Mrs. Jiang's eyes had turned cold: "What happened next?"
Li Yun replied: "Later, I recovered a little bit. My martial arts realm is about fifth level, and I can't fight with people in the world. Not bad, but no one can understand what kind of martial arts he uses, or...it's not the kind of martial arts that should be found in this world!"
"Oh?" Old Taijun said coldly: "Chan Yihe What does Sheng Lingge say?”
Li Yun replied: “Grandmaster Chanyi and Sheng Tongyan do not understand the prince’s martial arts, but the prince’s meridians are really messed up and he has deep wounds. It is not like learning martial arts. Phase. Maybe... As the prince himself said, he met a powerful sage named Baili Mie Shen, who forcibly connected his meridians and taught him Qinggong, creating an illusion similar to the fifth level.
When fighting with others, all the paper talismans of the Venerable World are used! After all, the paper talismans are condensed with incomprehensible martial arts, and only the Venerables themselves understand it!"
"I don't know martial arts..."
The old lady looked a little worried and was silent for a long time before saying: "He has a grudge against Dongfang, Mieling and Shengping. Don't take the initiative to help him. It depends on his own thoughts and character. Jiang's power was released, allowing him to use it at will!"
"Yes!" Li Yun knelt down and added a few pieces of charcoal to the stove.
The old lady pondered for a moment and then asked: "Who is the steward assigned by Fengwei Yuan? Which maids are they?"
Li Yun couldn't help but chuckle and said: "The steward is Nan Li Xiegu Saint Sai Qingzhu! The maid is Qingxuan, the princess of Louling Kingdom in the Western Region, the princess of Tianhu Kingdom and the Lord of Beicang!
All in accordance with the instructions of the prince, they are all handsome, good-looking, and little martial arts masters! He was no more than twenty-five years old, and that is all behind him now. "
The old lady asked: "What is the prince doing? "
Li Yun smiled and said: "The prince is sleeping. He sleeps soundly. He is drooling and talking in his sleep. What are you talking about... I want three pedicure technicians and Thai style. It's not bad for money. I don't know what it is. Martial arts is still some frontier Hu Feng game. "
The old lady couldn't help laughing: "Can he control those foxy people? Will it be eaten? "
Li Yun finally laughed out loud: "I don't know! ”
The little foreigner can't do it anymore and feels dizzy. I'll make up for five chapters tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)