Qingmo Pavilion was far away, and the road was quiet. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Lin Luo squinted his eyes, silently remembering the route in his heart, and was speechless all the way. A few little eunuchs didn't dare to make a sound, silently carried the soft sedan chair on their shoulders, and slowly walked to Qingmo Pavilion.

"The master has arrived." Xuan'er saw the dazzling glazed tiles of Qingmo Pavilion, so she took the fan that had been prepared long ago to cover Lin Luo's face.

"I'll just do it myself." Lin Luo was still not used to being served, so she stepped out of the sedan chair by herself, looking at the little eunuchs who carried her a little panting, and she only felt a very serious sense of guilt in her heart. "You go back and tell Wei Ru that you will receive double the monthly money this month." Lin Luo pondered for a moment and spoke.

"Slaves, thank you, Master Long." The little eunuchs listened, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed. Lin Luo's brows furrowed, what is wrong with these ancients. Kneel down at every turn to thank you, even if you are sentenced to death, you have to say that it is a gift. Evil class society.

Lin Luo shook his head when he thought of this. It's just that Lin Luo forgot that she had just killed more than a dozen palace maids half a month ago. The so-called compassion disintegrates in an instant in the face of her own interests.

Lin Luo shook his head and walked towards Qingmo Pavilion. Xuan'er followed behind, busy and confused, not knowing what to do. Just follow behind. Lin Luo didn't walk fast, there was still a wound on his knee, and it hurt to take a step when he walked, but Lin Luo enjoyed this feeling of pain very much. Only pain can make her feel safe.

"Please show the sign." There were no less than a few guards guarding the vermilion gate of Qingmo Pavilion. The guards were all masters in the Great Interior, and Lin Luo looked at the guard, not like a good match. Could it be Emperor Ping's own forces, could it be that Emperor Ping still knows how to cultivate secret agencies.

Lin Luo hooked the corners of his mouth, took out the brand made of high-grade white jade from his sleeve, and handed it to the guard. The guard didn't even glance at Lin Luo's deliberately smiling face, he just pursed his lips and checked the sign. Seeing that the sign was indeed genuine, he opened the door himself without saying a word.

So serious, Lin Luo slandered. I entered the door, and Xuan'er followed in. There is a small door in the Qingmo Pavilion, and there is a table next to the small door, on which a dim oil lamp is lit. An old man who was over the age of old was lying on the desk snoring, so uneasy.

"Hey, old man, wake up." Xuan'er hurriedly stepped forward to call the old man, Xuan'er's voice was small and her strength was small, she shook it for a while, and the old man only wrinkled his nose, and there was no more movement. Xuan'er was a little anxious and blushed. But she's just a sprinkler girl, and what's going on.

"Well, I'll do it." Lin Luo felt funny when he saw that this little girl was anxious and chaotic. This is the first time she has gone out with her, so she naturally wants to behave better. It's just that the ability is really lacking, such a girl, Lin Luo will never consider it when recruiting. What's more, it's the position of a first-class palace maid now.

"Get up, old man." Lin Luo knocked on the table and shouted loudly.

"Ouch, who's bothering Ben Lao'er to rest." The old man really slowly woke up, "Even the emperor doesn't dare to treat me like this, who are you, so unreasonable." The old man rubbed his eyes, and there were only two women standing in front of him. A beautiful look, presumably the master of the harem.

"Oh, that's a big score. Dare to ask, who are you? Lin Luo saw the old man speak wildly, and his curiosity grew. Lin Luo thought that people who were often so remote were masters, and if he was really a learned person, he would naturally not be offended.

"Okay, don't change your name, my surname is Liu." The old man didn't hide it, and said a surname. How did Lin Luo know who he was, and when he wanted to ask again, the old man raised the lamp. I walked forward. Lin Luo couldn't, so he had to follow along. Seeing that there was this dilapidated wooden door in front of him, Lin Luo focused on it for a while, but he didn't look at the steps under his feet, and almost fell down. Xuan'er hurriedly continued, Lin Luo held Xuan'er's arm, but found that this little girl was very powerful, and it didn't look like a little girl should have.

"I didn't expect you, a little girl, to look weak and unscrupulous, but she is still a martial arts practitioner." The old man turned his head and glanced at Xuan'er, the smile on the corner of his mouth was weird, and the sound of the key turning the wooden lock sounded in the silent palace, Lin Luo looked at the face of the old man in front of him, and felt a chill behind him. didn't hear the old man's words at all, Xuan'er silently supported Lin Luo and didn't answer.

"Alright, come in, master." The wooden door was opened, and Lin Luo followed in, but there was a scene inside. The hall is extremely bright, with rows of tall cabinets on display. There are bamboo slips on top, piled up one after another, like mountains.

Lin Luo slowly followed the old man in front of him, and saw that there were all kinds of paintings hanging around the inner hall, ladies and landscapes, Lin Luo didn't know how to paint, but he could see that all of them were boutiques.

"The master probably wants to see the Jian Zongjiang of the dynasty, and it's here." The old man stopped in a place where there was no dust, pointed to the pile of bamboo slips on the ground, and said with a smile. "Every family in this dynasty, people in the officialdom, foreign officials in Beijing, and their ancestral resumes are all here."

"How do you know I'm going to be in this dynasty?" Lin Luo asked, this old man is definitely not simple.

"Why should I answer?" The old man turned against the army and glanced at Lin Luo, which was meaningful. "Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind." With that, he shook his head and disappeared into the depths of the inner sanctum.

When Lin Luo heard this, Mu Xiu Yu Lin. Now that he is just a Zhaorong, how can he say so. What's more, after so many years in the workplace, seizing all opportunities is the most secure. And why bother to control the wind, even if there is a wind, there is no fear.

Lin Luo looked up at the roof and saw that there was an egg-sized bead hanging above his head, the pearl of the night. No wonder this place is so bright, Lin Luo thought to himself. Ancient bamboo slips are difficult to preserve, and candles are definitely not good. Only this night pearl is the way to last.

"Xuan'er, sit down." Lin Luo sat on the ground and waved his hand to signal Xuan'er to sit down as well.

"Master, it's cold on the ground. You are not in good health, how about the slave maid go and help you find a chair? Xuan'er persuaded.

"No need, it's not convenient to make a chair to read." Lin Luo saw that Xuan'er refused to sit, so he stretched out his hand and pulled Xuan'er straight down. "What's more, your master and I are not so delicate, and you underestimate me too much."

"Slaves don't dare." Xuan'er hung her head, not knowing what to say.

"Alright, just to tease you. Can you read? Lin Luo asked.

"Familiarize yourself with a little bit." Xuan'er nodded, she was taught by her master at home.

"That's great. You read it with me, and you have written down everything about the personnel transfer of the household department, and you will go back and tell me. Lin Luo was overjoyed, it is not easy to find a literate and hyphenated woman in this era.

"Yes." Xuan'er nodded, picked up the bamboo slip and looked at it. Xuan'er can see very fast, she has the ability to see ten lines at a glance, and she is also taught by her master.

The master and servant both sat on the ground, the night pearl hanging quietly in the air, and the air condensed.

The old man hid in the shadows, looking at the two figures in front of him, and grinning widely. After so many years, I finally met something interesting.