Not far from the purple bamboo forest, there is a small pavilion. There are five small tree roots in the pavilion, which look like several wooden benches. These tree roots seem to have undergone special treatment. Although they are full of traces of time, there are no signs of rot.

There were three 14 or 15-year-old girls sitting on the roots of the tree. These three women had beautiful eyebrows and eyes. Although they were young, they looked very beautiful, as if they had walked out of a painting. Just sitting there was a bright picture.

"Sister Nan'er, you are so lucky. Master Ming chose you in the morning. If you serve Master Ming in the future, then we will become good sisters in the future." Ping'er blinked her bright big eyes, smiled on her face, and two dimples appeared on both sides of her cheeks, which was very cute.

"Sister Nan'er is not lucky. She was born like a flower and jade, so of course she could stand out from the crowd and be liked by Young Master Ming at a glance." Lan'er chuckled with a cherry mouth beside her.

"Sisters, don't make fun of my sister. I'm not good-looking. There were so many beautiful maids among the group of maids that were better than me. But Master Ming chose me to be his portable maid." The girl, who was called Nan'er, turned red and lowered her head embarrassedly.

Nan'er's hands were staggering, fiddling with the corner of her clothes aimlessly. Two clouds had already flew on her face. The breeze blew, touching a strand of her look. She reached out and gently brushed her, and she looked like the beauty in the painting.

"Yuyouyou, I'm blushing!" Ping'er saw two clouds rising from Nan'er's face, and reached out and pinched Nan'er's cheek.

Nan'er was even more at a loss. She stared at Ping'er blankly with her big eyes open, her mind was blank. Why did Ping'er pinch her cheeks so boldly? She didn't follow the rules in Zhu Chiyuan at all.

Nan'er didn't know why Ping'er was so lively and clever as a maid. Zhu Chiyuan's hierarchy was very strict. Most of the maids were following the rules and were trained and quiet. However, Ping'er's temper had only been seen in some underage young masters and ladies. How could she be a maid?

"Damn girl, you scared Nan'er." Lan'er shaved hard on Ping'er's nose, then looked at Nan'er who was helpless and said gently: "Nan'er, it's okay. Ping'er was chosen as the maid of Young Master Yiwen as soon as she entered the Zhu family. Young Master Yiwen has a gentle personality, so she spoiled her like this."

Ping'er, who was rubbing her nose aside, rolled her eyes when she heard Lan'er say that she was, and then she stuck out her tongue and gave Lan'er a face.

"Is Young Master Yiwen very easy-going?" Nan'er looked at Lan'er curiously, but at the same time she remembered the arrogant young masters in Zhu Chi Garden, and thought to herself if Young Master Yiwen is different!

"Of course, my young master is quiet and easy-going, and never argues with others." Ping'er hurriedly said, his eyes full of pride.

"Stop, don't run, eat me another Zhu's whirlwind leg." A young man ran towards the pavilion in the direction of the bamboo forest, and there was a young man running in front of him.

The three girls in the pavilion looked at each other blankly, and Lan'er and Ping'er covered their round mouths with their hands, looking extremely surprised.

Nan'er muttered to herself that this young master Zhu is really "quiet and easy-going by nature."

When Zhu Yiwen saw the three people in the pavilion looking at him in surprise, he realized something was wrong, so he immediately stopped and returned to his previous quietness, but he secretly stared at Han Ming fiercely.

"Ah, the young master has returned from practicing martial arts, but what skills have you learned?" Lan'er first reacted, and she walked forward with a smile.

"I didn't learn it, Uncle Huang asked me and my junior brother to go to the library to find it." Zhu Yiwen sat on one of the wooden stakes.

Han Ming also walked over from the side, sat on a wooden stake, stretched his waist, and yelled again: "I felt much better immediately. Oh, by the way, where is the library in the senior brother? Let's go and choose the swordsmanship."

"I can't find it. The garden is too big and I can't remember it!" Zhu Yiwen shook his head and said.

Lan'er consciously walked around behind Zhu Yiwen and began to sort out her messy head, and she even gave Nan'er a wink.

Nan'er is also a smart person. She immediately understood what Lan'er meant and immediately walked behind Han Ming to sort out her head.

Nan'er's fingers were thin and soft, and it was soft on her head, which was very comfortable, which really allowed Han Ming to enjoy it.

"I know where the library is. I can take Young Master Ming and Young Master Yiwen!" But Nan'er, who was standing behind Han Ming, said.

Nan'er then took Han Ming and Zhu Yiwen to the library, turned left and right, and took a quarter of an hour to reach the destination. Han Ming had to sigh again about the size of Zhu Chiyuan!

Han Ming looked up at the building in front of him. The so-called library was actually two strange towers. The two towers were close together, with only one meter apart in the middle. There were small wooden bridges between the two towers, connecting the two towers.

The two towers have completely different decorations. A bronze plaque is hung in front of one tower gate, and the building faintly reveals a sense of roughness. A wooden plaque is hung in front of the other tower gate, which has a sense of nobility.

"Two young masters, these two book towers have different classics. Almost all of the books on the left are about martial arts, while the books on the right are quite complicated. They include astronomy, geography, and business, but most of them are literary classics, about the way of sages." Nan'er pointed to the two towers in front of her with a simple hand and introduced to Zhu Yiwen and Han Ming.

"It seems that my senior brother and I are going to enter the tower on the left! Is there any geography? Is it about Wu Kingdom? Is there any about the countries around Wu Kingdom?" Han Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard Nan'er talking about astronomy and geography, and then asked quietly.

"Nan'er only knows the general situation. As for these details, Nan'er really doesn't know that maids like Nan'er are not qualified to enter the library. Only those with the status of guards and young masters who have made contributions can enter!" Nan'er lowered her head and said with a little respect.

Han Ming was stunned when he saw Nan'er being a little restrained, but then he thought that the same was true for the first time he saw Ping'er. He was very careful, and he was afraid that he would do something wrong if he was not careful.

"You don't have to be so restrained. I don't have the temper of a young master. I'm still easy to get along with. You will know in the future." Han Ming smiled slightly at Nan'er.

"Yes, he is easy to get along with. He just likes to use his Korean chicken feet to scratch other people's waists. Sister Nan'er, you should take care of him in the future. It's very itchy!" Zhu Yiwen rushed to the mouth and pointed at his own waist.

"Puchi." Lan'er and Ping'er covered their mouths and smiled.

Two more red glows floated on Nan'er's cheeks. She kept looking at the ground and didn't dare to raise her head anymore.

Han Ming was covered in black lines. He pulled Zhu Yiwen and walked into the tower. He was afraid that the senior brother would say anything that would affect his image.

Although Han Ming is only over ten years old, he is precocious and knows a little about things like men and women, not as ignorant as Zhu Yiwen.

As soon as Zhu Yiwen and Han Mingfang walked into the tower, a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties came over and greeted him. When he got close, he leaned over and bowed: "I have seen two young masters. The two young masters are Young Master Yiwen and Young Master Ming? Are you here to choose the martial arts? I am the manager of the tower and I can give the two young masters some advice."

"How do you know where we have seen us? But why can't I remember you?" Zhu Yiwen scratched his head and said in confusion.

"There have been seen by more than ten young masters in the mansion. Young Master Yiwen Ming and Miss Yanyan have come to the mansion. Naturally, this can be guessed." The manager said respectfully with his head down.

"Oh, so that's the case. My junior brother and I want to choose the Huayuan Sword Technique." Zhu Yiwen smiled slightly.

"The Huayuan Sword Technique has a total of 364 sword moves. Although it is not very practical, if you practice the Huayuan Sword Technique and practice other sword techniques, you will get twice the result with half the effort. Therefore, there are more than a hundred moves in the sword guards in the mansion. The two young masters need to find some guards who have practiced this sword technique to practice?" The manager said a lot in one breath.

"Okay, find some amazing people, my junior brother and I will choose carefully." Zhu Yiwen called Han Ming and climbed up the tower along the stairs.

Han Ming smiled helplessly, waved his hand at Ping'er, Lan'er, and turned around to follow Zhu Yiwen's footsteps. In fact, he was quite curious, and he didn't know how many books were hidden in such a large library.

When the manager saw Zhu Yiwen and Han Ming walking up the tower, he turned and whispered to the attendants beside him and gave some instructions. The attendant followed Zhu Yiwen and Han Ming's footsteps, holding a thick account book in his hand.

"Wow, junior brother, come and see. There are so many skills, such as Mixed Iron Palm, Bagua Palm, Light Veil Palm, Eighty-four poses of brushing willows, and naked hands. These are all palm techniques." Zhu Yiwen held a lot of paper books in his hand, and his handsome little face was filled with smiles.

If you look at the yellowed papers of these books, you will know that they have experienced many vicissitudes. Even if they are not considered ancient books, they have at least a hundred and eighty years of history.

Han Ming looked around and found that there were more than a dozen feet of bookshelf around him. It seemed that they were carved from the best red sandalwood, and each bookshelves were filled with various books.

Han Ming was really scared. He had so many martial arts, just like cabbage. You must know that this is just one layer, and this tower has nine layers! The power of the Zhu and Chi families is too great!

Han Ming sniffed his nose slightly, and he smelled an incense. He searched around and then he found a two-foot-long and three-foot-high incense burner in the corner, emitting a faint blue smoke. Han Ming turned around and appeared three other incense burners.

"Mr. Ming, this is the sea blue fragrance. It can not only drive away mosquitoes, prevent moisture and moisture, but also calm down." The attendant who just followed the tower said respectfully.

The attendant was ordered by the manager just now, and naturally knew that the extraordinary of these two young masters, one was the grandson of the Zhu family's most favored grandson, and the pearl in the entire Zhu family's hand. The other young masters were far from comparing with it. The other origin was a bit mysterious. The Zhu family's convoy had no such person left Huazhou, but when he arrived at Zhu Chi Garden in Qingrong Mansion, there was a young master with a different surname, so he really couldn't take it lightly.

The servant thought in his heart that he must take good care of these two young masters. It’s okay for Mr. Yiwen to be. Most of the people in the Zhu family know that he is peaceful and not easy to get angry. However, this young master Ming has not yet determined his temperament. If he makes him unhappy, he will be in trouble!
Chapter completed!