It is the residence of Si Xuanyun, the current Mrs. Lu Guo!
As the hero of the time, she was the first wife of Marquis Lu Wen. Si Xuanyun was of noble birth, one of the three major princes in Yuzhou, the princess of the Song Dynasty, and the legitimate daughter of Marquis Xuan of the Song Dynasty.
In terms of the strength of the Song State, it was even slightly above the Lu State, and on the land of Yuzhou, it was only below the Zheng State.
As the youngest son of Si Xuanyun, Xun Shaohe combined two noble bloodlines into one, and he was arrogant and domineering since he was a child.
Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. The character is clearly visible!
Mr. Xun was dressed in brocade and splendid clothes. In the Fengluan Pavilion, the servants did not dare to stop the young master. They stepped aside and bowed to salute.
Fengluan Pavilion has dozens or hundreds of pavilions, green tiles and jade steps, gold-leaf jade trees, and white jade toad terraces.
"Mother...mother...He'er has come to say hello..."
Xun Shaohe strode forward and acted recklessly in Fengluan Pavilion.
A chamberlain was bowing and retreating slowly, only to be hit by this devil incarnate.
"Go away!" Xun Shaohe was such a person, deeply loved by Mrs. Lu Guo. No one dared to offend Nuo Da Yeting, and his temperament was extremely domineering.
Therefore, without thinking, he shouted angrily, waved his palm and knife, and with the roar of the palm wind, he slashed hard on the chest of the chamberlain.
Bump!! Even this chamberlain is also a master of martial arts, able to change muscles and forge bones.
However, within the Yeting Lu Palace, the rules were very strict, and even though the servant had a strong head, he did not dare to disobey him in the slightest.
Otherwise, his body and head will be in a different place, right in front of his eyes, and he will cause trouble to his family and clan, and become the sinner of his family.
For this reason, the chamberlain could only endure it and not dodge or dodge.
"puff!"
Young Master Xun used the sword in his hand and unleashed all his strength. His chest suddenly collapsed and his sternum was broken into pieces. He flew backwards two or three feet away, and a mouthful of blood mist spurted out.
The waiter received this palm, and his bones all over his body creaked loudly, and all his kung fu was almost completely wasted. After he fell to the ground, he gritted his teeth and did not dare to moan.
Seeing the miserable appearance of this chamberlain, all the chamberlains trembled and knelt on the ground.
"Hmph... He is indeed a lowly slave, and he dares to block my way. He doesn't care about life or death... Come on!"
Xun Shaohe snorted coldly and called the servants on the left and right.
Obviously, the Thirteenth Young Master's sudden anger has not completely disappeared.
However, it is just to regulate a house servant, a mere servant of an office.
No one would disobey this Thirteenth Young Master.
"exist!"
Immediately, two chamberlains stood up and responded in a low voice.
Mr. Xun said in a cold voice: "Pull it out, chop it into pieces and feed it to the dogs!"
"Here!"
The two chamberlains did not dare to hesitate, for fear of upsetting Xun Shaohe, so they stood up quickly, picked up the chamberlain who was limp on the ground, and dragged him away regardless of the chamberlain's moans.
When the servants saw this, they became more and more panicked and buried their heads deeply on the ground, almost touching the ground.
Xun Shaohe snorted, waved his sleeves and walked away.
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Fengluan Pavilion, Ziyan Tower!
Purple Smoke Tower, seven stories high!
The chamberlains stand on both sides, seemingly respectful and humble. In fact, their eyes are open and closed, like tigers and wolves, with sparkling brilliance.
There is only one ice soul cloud in the room on the seventh floor
A beautiful woman was sitting cross-legged on a bed of ice clouds.
Between the two sides, two women looked graceful, with phoenix eyebrows and dark eyes, each holding a sword and holding it in their arms.
Wisps of blue clouds and wisps of purple smoke slowly overflowed from the ice cloud bed.
Si Xuanyun was sitting cross-legged on the bed of ice soul clouds. Every time he breathed out, blue clouds and purple smoke slowly emerged from the top of his head.
Green smoke and purple air are entwined, and a jade platform rises and falls from it. Three ancient sacred seals are engraved on the jade platform, and the traces of air are intertwined and exposed.
Phew!! In the haziness, a phoenix chirped, and a phoenix shadow swayed across the square jade platform.
Its shape, its spirit, the first text is called virtue, the wing text is called shun, the back text is called righteousness, the belly text is called faith, and the back text is called benevolence!
This square jade platform is decorated with rings and rings, and the phoenix is rising!
Kick! Kick! Kick!
A chamberlain climbed up to the Purple Smoke Tower with gentle hands and feet.
Even though this chamberlain's skill in lightening one's body is excellent, it can only be done with ease.
But it is still unavoidable, the echo in the Purple Smoke Tower.
This Ziyan Tower, as well as the twenty-four pavilions and eighty-one floors of Yeting, there are many more pavilions and pavilions. Most of them were built one by one with special techniques and special structures.
Not to mention a chamberlain, even a master, a great master, can hardly leave without a trace or make a sound.
Therefore, as soon as the chamberlain climbed to the top floor of Ziyan Tower, he saw a plump woman with a sword in her arms, standing quietly at the top of the stairs, waiting for him.
The waiter recognized this Yongrong woman as Mrs. Lu Guo's close friend and did not dare to neglect her. He hurriedly greeted her and said, "See you, aunt."
A graceful woman, her hair stood up, with green hairpins, her eyebrows were like crescent moons, and the tips of her eyebrows were dyed with a touch of desolation.
"What is happening outside, so noisy?" The graceful woman said in a cold voice: "Don't you know that in Madam's retreat place, you can't hear the noise, so why is there so much irritability?"
"Don't want your head anymore?"
The sword in the graceful woman's arms suddenly rose up, as if it was unsheathed by a hair, and the cold light poured out awe-inspiring.
"It's Mr. He..."
This glimmer of sword light made the servant sweat like rain all over his body, and his muscles tensed up. He didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, bent his legs, knelt on the ground, and touched his head deeply to the blue-stained ground.
"Master He, he is punishing the servant,"
In just a few words, the waiter also put in a lot of effort and scheming.
Xun Shaohe had a cruel temperament and frequently killed people. Even though Marquis Lu Wen was displeased, all the ministers and officials were displeased.
But this kind of temperament was satisfied by Mrs. Lu Guo and the prince Xun Shaoze.
Since ancient times, the throne has been without relatives and ruthless!
Such a young master is neither recognized by the king nor the ministers.
Even if he has the longest lineage, it is still difficult for him to ascend to the throne.
Moreover, this Xun Shaohe is the legitimate son, but not the eldest son.
In terms of innate identity, there is a gap, and there is no opportunity to peek into the throne.
But it is true that in the eyes of Mrs. Lu Guo, the crown prince Xun Shaoze was a powerful helper.
This kind of status, this kind of status, has the qualifications to be domineering no matter where and when.
The servant's mind was moving, and he knew that the Thirteenth Young Master was of noble birth.
How could he, a humble servant, be allowed to slander someone so lightly?
The more you say, the more mistakes you make!
If you don't know the bounds of heaven and earth and criticize Xun Shaohe's actions at will, tell this graceful woman as well.
Even if you get it by luck and get a chance, it may not be liquidated.
Moreover, as a person close to Mrs. Lu Guo, this graceful woman has a very high seniority and status.
In fact, even some of the sons and daughters of Lu Guo who were born as concubines cannot compare with them.
Of course, you can go forward directly and reprimand Xun Shaohe for what you did, and there is no problem.
However, this little secret servant of his is about to be settled by the queen, and the situation is terrible!
The chamberlain carefully restrained his little thoughts and looked frightened.
Just a few words, very vague!
Mrs. Yongrong had been surrounded by the palace for a long time. The palace was extremely high. She could see clearly and think clearly. She couldn't help but pursed her lips.
The sword in his arms was moving brightly, with seven orbs hanging on it. They were gradually sheathed, making the wisps of cold light gradually blur.
As someone close to Mrs. Lu Guo, she knew very well the status of this thirteenth young master in Mrs. Lu Guo's heart.
As the youngest son of Lu Wenhou and Si Xuanyun, Xun Shaohe was deeply doted on by Si Xuanyun.
This Yongrong woman is indeed an excellent swordsman, and she is one of the best in the inner court of Lu Palace. She can be called a swordsman, a great swordsman.
But I dare not openly neglect Xun Shaohe, the thirteenth son of Marquis Lu Wen.
The graceful woman meditated for a moment and gently brushed the seven orbs. Each orb was like a full moon, filled with dense aura.
"Well...I understand, go down!"
She said calmly.
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The smoke and clouds are curling up, and the purple and green energy interacts with each other!
"Red Sandalwood, is this He'er?"
Si Xuanyun opened her phoenix eyes and moved her red lips slightly.
The jade platform at the top of the door gradually fell, turning into a flash of red light and falling between Si Xuanyun's eyebrows.
Threads and wisps of purple smoke gradually blurred.
When the graceful woman Zitan heard this, her face turned bitter and she felt in a dilemma.
Don't be close to each other!
Although her status is high, she has not forgotten about it. She still clearly understands how she got her current status and wealth.
Of course, I will not harm my favor by interfering in the congratulations of the young master.
Zitan crossed the steps and came to Mrs. Lu Guo, bowing slightly.
"Master, hello...you also know that this little monkey can't live in peace for a day. Even if he greets you, he will cause some trouble."
She downplayed Xun Shaohe's actions and ignored them.
What kind of person is Mrs. Lu Guo? She has been a wife of the Song Dynasty since she was a child. She has carefully cultivated her and served as Mrs. Lu Guo for eighteen years. Her character and character are no less than those of the officials and courtiers.
Of course, I won't listen to partial beliefs. How can a mother-in-law not know the virtues of her own parents and children?
However, since Zitan said so, she couldn't help Zitan's face.
Besides, Xun Shaohe is the biological son of Si Xuanyun, so he naturally has some tendencies.
I think that if I am young for a while, there will always be a time when I am older.
The Kingdom of Nuodalu is the foundation of the Xun family. No matter how recklessly Xun Shaohe acts, what does it matter?
Si Xuanyun was dressed in phoenix and neon flowing clothes, with a wind bun exposing her temples. She lightly swept her eyebrows, her eyes turned slightly, her majesty was restrained, and she said softly: "It's rare that He'er is filial."
Just as he was talking, there was a sound of "kick! Kick! Kick!" and a series of footsteps, coming from far to near.
"mother,"
"mother,"
At this time, Xun Shaohe had long forgotten the unhappiness he had just felt.
The life of a mere chamberlain was not worthy of his concern.
Xun Shaohe also has the temperament of a young man. His temper comes quickly and goes away quickly.
Zitan smiled pleasantly: "No, the little monkey is here,"
Si Xuanyun hugged the phoenix robe and smiled slightly.
It can be seen that Si Xuanyun still dotes on his youngest son.
Seeing this, Zitan also breathed a sigh of relief quietly. She was secretly glad that she had made a clear decision.
Sure enough, no matter how ruthless and ruthless he is, he will still have the last glimmer of hope for his own blood descendants.
If before, red sandalwood didn't have a trace of rationality and clarity.
This is the hidden danger of death and annihilation in the future!
Thinking about Si Xuanyun's methods, Zitan had no doubt about this possibility.