Yang Wangting gave Yang Jun and Shi Dun an errand in the City Lord's Mansion, Shi Dun was powerful, and he was still a monk of the Open Pulse Realm, so he worked in the courtyard team. Yang Jun is relatively thin and literate, so he reads with his son in the study.

At noon on the second day, Yang Wangting went to the Tianmen Village station again and took Yang Jun and Shidun away. All the way to the city lord's mansion in the center of the city.

The city lord's mansion is extraordinary, standing solemnly beside the street, opening the gate five times and opening three times, hanging the two gilded characters of "Jiangfu" on the lintel, and the roof is attached to the green glazed tiles, shining.

There are two big stone lions in front of the door, and there are six Gejia soldiers standing next to the door, majestic and majestic.

The stone pier stood in front of the gate, looking in amazement, he had never seen such a magnificent building.

"Go away!"

The armor soldier guarding the door saw the stone pier standing in front of him and looked around, and ordered him to leave.

"Shidun, what are you doing there, go here!" Yang Wangting turned around and saw that Shidun was still watching there, so he hurriedly called him over.

"Grandpa, why don't we go through the gate?" asked Shi Dun curiously.

"Bunny, do you still want to go through the gate? Only the lord of the castle can go, and we can only enter and exit through the side door at the back of the house. ”

Yang Wangting led Yang Jun and Shi Dun, bypassed the front, walked to the side of the house, and entered through a small door.

After entering the mansion, Yang Wangting led the two to the housekeeper's office, and the housekeeper arranged a small housekeeper to lead the two to walk around the mansion to familiarize themselves with the scene.

"Over there is the White Corridor of Uta, which is also called Yanming Tower, which is the place where the classics are stored in the house, and you are now going in. Outside the Uta is the white corridor, and it is also the place where the sons study every day, Yang Jun, you will do things there in the future and accompany the sons to study. ”

"That's the ...... of Yanwutang"

"That's the lower room, where you slaves live."

"Not far away, see no, after the moon cave gate, it is the inner courtyard, the women in the house live in it, you must remember, do not approach the inner courtyard. ”

"This is a firewood room, and fireworks are strictly prohibited here, and there is also a Huan washroom, and the clothes of the nobles in the house are sent here to be washed and ironed, and of course you slaves have to wash their own clothes. And there's a room there......."

Along the way, this little butler kept introducing Yang Jun and Shidun to the layout of the mansion and precautions.

When they got to the room, a man came out.

This guy has a bright head, no hair, high eyebrow bones, and no eyebrows, he looks a little ruthless, he is about the same height as Yang Jun, but fatter than Yang Jun.

"Yo, isn't this Jiao's big head? Why didn't you send food to the sons today?"

The man known as Jiao Datou also saw the little butler, nodded, said hello, and then left, not looking familiar with the little butler.

"That guy's name is Jiao Dabao, he is the man in the room, and he sends food to the master's study or the son's study every day. "The little housekeeper is very familiar with the personnel in the house, like a few family treasures, talking eloquently,

"You don't know, a few years ago, it was another person who delivered food, but when Xiao Shizi was eating, he found that there was a hair in the meal, and he was so disgusting that Xiao Shizi didn't eat for three days. The guy was beaten to death by the eldest lady. After this incident, the room arranged for such a bright-headed person to deliver the meal. ”

"Therefore, you must be cautious in doing things in the house, otherwise you won't know when you lose your head. ”

The little steward finally admonished Yang Jun and Shi Dun earnestly.

After Yang Jun and Shidun were familiar with the layout of the house and some precautions, they received a few sets of clothes for the small house, and Shidun received a few sets of nursing clothes.

The City Lord's Mansion is too big, and there are a lot of rules in it. The little butler led the two of them for a full day, and finally it was over.

Familiar with the situation in Fuzhong, Yang Jun separated from the stone pier. Yang Wangting worked as a steward in the racecourse and had a separate wing, so Yang Jun lived in the racecourse with his grandfather. The stone pier went to the lower room and lived with the other servants.

On the second day, as soon as the sky was slightly bright, Yang Jun got up early, washed up briefly, and then went out of the house, came to the open space of the racecourse, and began to practice his morning.

Yang Jun is already familiar with the heart moves of the Eight Transformation Qi Technique, which is calm and natural, and he is free to move his qi. At the end of the harvest, the first ray of sunlight shining into the City Lord's Mansion fell on the horse farm and fell on Yang Jun's body, Yang Jun stretched out, exhaled a mouthful of turbid air in his chest, and there was also white air above his head, and the trickle of water in his chest grew even more.

After finishing the morning class, Yang Jun hurried to the study. After walking for half a pillar of incense, I came to a side courtyard, and this tower was located in the courtyard.

This tower is three stories high, is made of black stone masonry, the whole body is pitch black, this is the Yanming Tower, that is, the Wu Tower, the Wu Tower, the tower is stored in the city lord's mansion of the exercises.

Uta is heavily guarded, the organs are heavy, on the top floor, there is one of the three major town clan exercises of the Qingchuan Jiang family, the manuscript of the bright moon shining on the sea god skill, which is extremely precious.

Qingchuan Jiangjia Zhen clan exercises, Canglang Jue, Bright Moon Shines on the Sea Divine Skill, and Jiaolong Hand are king-level exercises, among which Canglang Jue is the secret of the heart method, and the latter two are combat techniques.

On the second floor, there are six sets of exercise manuscripts from the Jiang family's sixteen general-level exercises. On the first floor, there are all kinds of ordinary martial arts, of which there are more than 300 sets of military-level exercises.

In front of the Uta, there is a cloister building called the Golden Water Corridor, which is made of white wood unique to Hengduan Mountain, and is often called the White Corridor or Book Gallery.

In the corridor of the Golden Water Corridor there are chairs and benches, where the sons read, and in the middle of the corridor there is a small pavilion on the patio, where the teaching and teaching are held.

Yang Jun came here early, according to the precautions explained by the little housekeeper yesterday, he took a look at the arrangement of today's morning class, and took down the three books of "Wumu Seven Classics", "Taizu Li Mu Asks Right", and "Wasteland Bureau Map" from the bookshelf, and put them on the table with the table number Ding Wu.

The object of Yang Jun's companionship is the son of the eldest lady's maiden cousin, named Lan Yangzheng, who is also a relative of the Jiang family.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and after a while, the sons and ladies in the house entered through the arch of the courtyard, one by one, wearing splendid silk and cloaks.

At this time, a fat and round boy wearing a felt hat walked up to Yang Jun, he was half a head shorter than Yang Jun, his chubby hand patted Yang Jun's arm, and said with a smile:

"You're my companion in the future?"

"Yes, Young Master Lan, the little one is called Yang Jun. ”

"Oh, then I'll call you Brother Jun from now on. By the way, did you bring me breakfast?" Lan Yangzheng sat in Ding Wu's position and looked up and asked Yang Jun.

"Well, it's early today, and I didn't help my son bring breakfast. Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, the little housekeeper did not explain this matter yesterday, so Yang Jun did not know, and besides, the breakfast of all the sons was sent by the corresponding people arranged by the room, and the study room did not eat here

"It's okay, if you don't eat breakfast today, you won't lose meat. In this way, from tomorrow onwards, when you come here every day, you will bring two meat muffins a day, a drawer of xiaolongbao a day, and a box of pear crisps a day......" Lan Yangzheng said to Yang Jun with a smile and a finger.

The things he wants to bring are different every day, and it is also thanks to Yang Jun's good memory, otherwise he may not be able to remember so many things.

After a while, a young man in a brocade dress walked in.

The young man was very handsome, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were Langxing, his pace was steady, sonorous and powerful, and he went straight to the first position and sat down.

Yang Jun saw that the young man was Jiang Shiming, the little son.

Then an old gentleman with a goatee also walked in, and the sons began their morning class.

Yang Jun stood aside and listened carefully. But he looked around, and saw that the companions were all drooping and listless.

And the young ladies sitting at the desks, who got up early and didn't get enough sleep, coupled with the old gentleman's lectures, which were so boring, that the young ladies here yawned for several days.

However, Jiang Shiming, Jiang Shiyue and several other high-status young ladies who were sitting in front of them listened carefully, and did they nod in response to the teacher's teaching.

That Lan Yangzheng was simply lying in front of the desk at the moment, and the harazi was hanging down, like a fishing line, and it looked like he was asleep.

An hour passed, and the old gentleman's lecture ended.

At this time, Jiao Dabao led three small servants and walked in with four picks of food.

The three little guys who followed behind were also bright-headed, but they were not like Jiao Dabao who was born hairless, but shaved his hair with a knife every day. If Jiao Dabao's black and shiny head is like a boiled egg, then the three white heads of these three little guys are like three boiled eggs with shells.

As soon as the meal was brought in, the young ladies of the sons were in good spirits, and Lan Yangzheng was the most energetic, took half of the roast goose soup, and ate it in a big gulp.

Jiao Dabao saw Yang Jun in the study, and his eyes flickered.