Chapter 182: What Kind of Maid Serves the Son?
Chapter 182: What Kind of Maid Serves the Worldly Son?
“He is ……”
The old Taijun froze, her thoughts flew to who knows where, and only after a while did she say, “Your cousin! The first genius of the Jiang family back then, a twenty-seven year old young venerable!”
“Where is he?” Xin Zhuo subconsciously asked again.
Fortunately, the old Taijun answered this time, his tone seemed extremely tired: “I don’t know, he disappeared after the battle of the Kunxu Demon, he may have died, but he didn’t see the body, the court doesn’t recognize him!”
What is the Battle of Kunxu Demon?
Xin Zhuo was full of doubts, but seeing that the old Taijun no longer had the intention to speak, so he had to stop and kowtowed.
The ancestor sacrifice ended, but the sense of ceremony was not over.
The old Taijun grabbed him and walked out of the ancestral temple compound step by step to the atrium corridor, and went straight to the deepest part of a compound surrounded by a large group of slaves, finally stopping in front of a majestic and solemn compound with a magnificent atmosphere.
The gilt inlaid white jade gate was closed and locked, and on the plaque were the three big words “Feng Wei Yuan”.
“This is the residence of the eldest son and grandson of the Jiang Clan’s direct line of successive generations, since your father left, it hasn’t been opened for a long time, if you were gone, I’m afraid that it would break the rules of the gate and make that kid Yu Gui live in it!”
The old Taijun sighed for a while, looked back and said, “Open the door!”
The word “open the door” suddenly took on a somewhat spirited flavor.
The oldest steward, respectfully, full of ceremony, opened the door lock, “squeak” pushed open the door.
Inside the courtyard architectural style and furnishings with a strong solemn and prestige, simple and rustic, huge pattern, a brick, a tile, a mountain and a pavilion, are indescribably serious and formal.
Old Taijun led him into the middle door, even into three, and finally in a courtyard named “Rang Xiange” before standing, inside the main hall a, seven off-set hall, exudes an indescribable dead air and dreary.
“This will be your residence from now on!” The old Taijun finally resumed the appearance of a loving grandmother, amiably patting his head.
The colors of this courtyard are too monotonous and formal, making people uncomfortable, Xin Zhuo actually still likes to be a bit more lively and cozy, but obviously can’t make the decision, so he asked: “Doesn’t it come with a few pretty and delightful maids? Obedient steward?”
Not far away outside the gate a large group of beautiful maids and robust servants, stewards eyes bright, even quietly step forward, there is that well-built maids slightly raised proud chest.
The amiability on the old Taijun’s face suddenly disappeared a little bit: “How pretty do you want? Tell me?”
Xin Zhuo said very seriously and gravely: “First of all the head can’t be too short, secondly it must be exceptionally long and beautiful, the body must be good, it must be able to sing and dance, and be proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and lastly,…… the Martial Realm is at least a half-step small sect master!”
The excitement and nervousness on the faces of the large group of maids outside also disappeared a little bit.
Old Taijun carefully sized up Xin Zhuo, as if she was looking at Jiang Yugui that way with her eyes.
Xin Zhuo immediately added a self-named heart: “Old grandmother please rest assured, grandchildren absolutely have no other meaning, just grandchildren feel that the general vulgar generation, and can not lead grandchildren to learn knowledge, sunshine, and steadily improve, and then ……”
Old Taijun interrupted and laughed softly again: “Grandmother will arrange for you since, are there any other requirements?”
Xin Zhuo shook his head: “Almost!”
Old Taijun asked again: “Do you want to go to the front to meet the guests?”
Xin Zhuo shook his head again, revealing a look of exhaustion: “No, I’m sleepy from the boat ride, I want to take a rest, let’s talk about it tomorrow, grandmother …… you’ve worked hard too!”
He made a respectful bow.
Old Taijun patted his head again and turned to leave.
Then, the blackened stewards and maids and servants followed along and left, and he was the only one left in the huge courtyard in a flash.
“Cackling ……”
I don’t know where a withered leaf fell from, dripping and rolling, the atmosphere of despondency and depression appeared all of a sudden.
The surrounding breeze whistled, giving people a haunted thrill.
Xin Zhuo stayed for a moment, pushed open the main hall door, the large hall is extremely wide, all kinds of desks, counters, bookshelves, candlesticks, soft bedrooms, just all extremely ancient, the color is likewise too monotonous, clear red and brown. However, it should be cleaned from time to time, clean and spotless.
He walked to the book case to sit down, looking out, can not help but have a kind of condescension, tiger look at the eight sides of the feeling, resting his cheeks to think about all the encounters today into the house, seems to be the whole process of the tool man, was instilled with a brain of the deeds of the ancestors, dizzy.
I don’t know where Cui Ying’er and the others were arranged? Have the heart to go out to see, but this mansion is too big, the road is too far, lazy.
Once again looked around, I am afraid that this will be my own nest in the future!
I have nothing to do then open the carry bag, will “Zhang Buye Hou” and “ancient temple strange scholar” take out and put aside, tired of reading not really want to see, ornamental display is greater than the substance of the content.
Look back to the bookshelf, but all is bamboo, casually picked up a volume to open, immediately by the inside of the text without punctuation shook dizzy, barely read a few lines, the eyes straight fight, unconsciously lying on the bookcase fell asleep.
There is always no one assassination here, right?
In a daze, it seems that someone has come, with the fragrant smell of fat and powder standing aside, I do not know what to do.
Too sleepy to bother.
……
Front yard “Nine Yew Pavilion.”
At this moment, the lively and extraordinary, dignitaries, princes and nobles drink, push cups and exchange, say some things about flowers, snow and moon, the officialdom of the court.
And deep in the mansion, a name called “Buan Qing Yuan” in the elegant courtyard, dozens of maids bowed and stood at attention, Li Yun stewardess with her hands, from a distance footsteps hurriedly came, straight into the main hall, salute: “Old Taijun!”
Jiang Lao Taijun is now sitting on the heating stove Qingpu, sharp eyes staring at Li Yun: “My grandson can know the martial arts?”
Li Yun bowed and pondered for a moment: “According to the news from the shadow guards at the border, the world’s son was initially aware of martial arts, and his wrists are not bad, only …… was once destroyed by Mr. Dongfang, the Spirit Destroyer and Elder Princess Shengping’s meridians!”
Elder Taijun Jiang’s eyes had turned ice cold: “What happened afterward?”
Li Yun returned: “Later and recovered a few points, martial arts realm about five products or so, and jianghu people fighting and killing means is not bad, just no one can see what kind of martial arts he used, or …… not the human world should have martial arts!”
“Oh?” Old Taijun coldly said: “What did Cicada Yi and Sheng Lingge say?”
Li Yun returned: “Cicada Cloth Patriarch and Commander Sheng said that he couldn’t understand Shizi’s martial arts, but Shizi did have very messy meridians and deep dark wounds, not like the phase of learning martial arts. Perhaps …… as the world son himself said, he met a mighty venerable named Baili Destroy God, forcibly renewed his meridians for him and taught him lightness, creating an illusion similar to that of the Fifth Grade Realm.
The paper talismans that he used when fighting with people were all Exalted Heaven and Earth Great Potential paper talismans! After all, the paper talisman records condensed are incomprehensible chaotic group martial arts that only the Exalted themselves understand!”
“I don’t know martial ……”
The old Taijun looked a little worried, silent for a long time before he said : “His hatred with the East, the extermination of the spirit and the ascension of the leveling must not take the initiative to help him, and look at his own thoughts and heart, Jiang’s power to release, let him call at will!”
“Yes!” Li Yun knelt and sat aside, adding a few pieces of charcoal to the heater.
Old Taijun pondered for a moment, then asked: “Who are the stewards arranged by Feng Wei courtyard? Which maids?”
Li Yun couldn’t help but laugh softly, “The steward of the Southern Li Evil Compass Holy Maid Sai Qingzhu! The maids are the Princess of the Western Region Lou Ling Country’s Extermination, the Princess of the Heavenly Fox Country’s Extermination, and Qing Xuan, the daughter of the Northern Cang Divine Sovereign!
All according to the orders of the World Son, all of them were born handsome, well-built, and small masters of the Martial Realm! Not older than twenty-five years old, all of which have now passed.”
Old Taijun asked, “What is the World Son doing?”
Li Yun guffawed: “Shizi is sleeping, sleeping very well, drooling, talking in his sleep, saying what …… to point out three foot technicians plus Thai not bad money clouds, I do not know whether it is martial arts or what border Hu Feng game.”
The old Taijun can not help but hold back: “He can not suppress those fox winks? Will he be eaten?”
Li Yun finally “poof” laughed out: “slave girl do not know!”
The small foreigners can not get, dizzy, tomorrow five chapters to make up for it.
(End of chapter)