Shen Luo's smile plummeted, and with a flick of his sleeve, he knocked over the remaining red fruit condensation on the table. As soon as the crystal clear sweets hit the ground, the splashed juice immediately stained the ground red. However, instead of seeping into the ground, the flowing liquid trembled and rushed to the feet of the giant-faced man like a snake, and countless shiny red pulp were about to coil around the giant's cloak in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Hui only had time to stomp his feet, and sighed in his heart: Pity this big man's cloak, he is going to be splashed with slime by Shen Luo's pranks. He guessed very correctly, and that's what Shenluo was going to do. Unexpectedly, before Hong Guoning could get closer, the giant-faced man's eyes suddenly widened a full circle, and in the two snow-bright eyes, the pupils suddenly dilated twice. The cloak that covered his body tightly seemed to be suddenly blown up by the wind, and something probed out inside, and when Shenluo saw it clearly, a slender black shadow had already pounced in front of him.

There was no sound, not even the wind. The black shadow pierced through the left armpit of Shenluo, and he heard the water curtain of the pavilion behind him "bang", and the entire bamboo curtain was broken in two together, and all fell into the water. With this sound, people saw that the red juice that had been rushing towards the giant just now had already been blown away by some fierce wind, and turned into water droplets and splashed in all directions in the middle of the way, without a single point on the giant's body. When all the offensive was complete, the shadow retracted into his cloak and remained silent.

Shen Luo sat there and didn't move, but his face had changed, his original frivolous expression was swept away, and his eyes shot a cold gaze. Zhou Hui saw it clearly, and shouted out of his mouth: "Stinky chess!" Don't do it! The lying woman also rolled over and sat up, the veil sliding off her face, revealing a lock of bright red hair on her forehead - she was Wenwen, the daughter of the current court chief Situ, and her face was also full of nervousness at this time. The pavilion was extremely quiet for a while.

Zhou Hui took the lead in breaking the embarrassment, and actually changed out a smile: "Where is the big brother's return gift?" The giant silently unfastened his cloak, and only then did people see that his body, where it should have been armor, was all wrapped in a dark black sheet of metal. The flakes seem to be connected in some way, fitting seamlessly to the body and limbs. Shen Luo knew that it was these guys who attacked him just now, who were both like chains and soft swords. Shen Luo thought hatefully: Do you usually use it as a protective body, but when you attack, you throw it out as a weapon? The nobles under the Great Prince are a bunch of crazy people.

The man carefully took out an object from his bosom and presented it to Zhou Hui, who opened it and saw that it was a transparent short sword. I don't know what method was used, but the metal used to forge this sword was actually polished to the point that it could transmit light, and through the blade, I could see the scenery behind me in a trance. The hilt of the sword has a peculiar ring that allows one to hold comfortably without falling out of one's hand. But other than that, there is not even the slightest decoration, and the sword spikes that the nobles usually like to decorate are even less flattering.

The giant's explanation was still stingy: "The general said that the sword does not need to be gorgeous, it can be cracked bones, and the skill is not skillful, but if you want to protect yourself, please smile and accept it with the Fifth Highness." After speaking, he bowed down, and before Zhou Hui could give orders to send off the guests, he strode out of the pavilion by himself, without even leaving a name. The fifth prince frowned and watched him leave, weighed his sword himself, and threw it on the table: "Cut the watermelon, it looks quite fast." Wenwen walked over: "I've been taught a lesson again." Zhou Hui sat down depressedly and picked up a slice of cut watermelon by himself, but he just looked at it, but he didn't eat it: "Big brother doesn't give a gift back, it makes people uncomfortable when he gives it, it's these words every time, it's annoying." ”

After complaining, he remembered something, and turned his head to look at Shen Luo: "Was it okay just now?" Are there any injuries? Shen Luo hugged his shoulders and replied coldly: "He doesn't have the courage yet, just go under his arm." He avoided Wenwen's concerned gaze and diverted the matter with other topics. In fact, only he knew exactly where the soft chain pierced from the bottom of the heart, the edge of the lungs.

Shen Luo gritted his teeth in his heart: Did you just want to give me some blood? If it weren't for Zhou Hui to stop him, the water that splashed on the ground just now would be enough to tie this kid into a sieve. Forget it, for the sake of the five princes, not to mention that he also fished up the palace maid in time and acted without any accidents. Because he was so angry, he took a vicious bite of the watermelon, and the red juice leaked out of his mouth a little and dripped on his chin, but other than that, the white clothes on his body were spotless, and even the position that had been inserted into his heart just now was still clean and uninjured. At the same time, half an hour's walk from the pavilion, Li Zesi looked up at the plaque and confirmed that it was correct: this is the secluded mansion.

It is one of the most prestigious elegant residences in Tianyuan City, and only the royal family and nobles, as well as the disciples who are under the shadow of these people, are eligible to read their favorite classics here. The secluded building itself has a huge building complex, there are more than a dozen low-rise book pavilions in the rolling hills, although the outside looks inconspicuous, but it was also specially invited to design and repair skilled craftsmen back then, one fire, and all other places can be quickly isolated and closed, so as not to lose a large number of precious books. And for the sake of safety, we also chose a place close to the water surface so that the fire can be extinguished at any time.

Li Zesi was a tall, but unexpectedly thin young man, before entering the Wu Palace, he was just a secret sorcerer from the countryside, because of the perennial poverty and lack of nutrition, there was a pair of bones, no meat, and his clothes were dangling on his body. Later, in the house, he followed Zhou Hui to eat a lot of good things, and only then did he smooth out his sunken cheeks a little. In the past, as a civilian, Li Zesi would not be able to read the books in the secluded mansion no matter how much he wanted to. And thanks to the blessing of King Wu, it became logical to go to the emperor's library to read books. Because Zhou Hui is not only a prince, but even the entire secluded mansion is also in charge of him.

The intention of the saint's side is very clear: anyway, the most idle among the princes is the fifth child, and he likes to make friends with literati and is proficient in calligraphy, so he just happens to be this idle errand. Clear-eyed people can actually see clearly that the prince is simply thrown out of the government's field of vision when he does this kind of idle job. Bai Zheng ## #里也清楚, but he is deeply grateful to his father for this, and he is secretly refreshed. Therefore, all the printing and procurement personnel and other matters in the secluded hall are personally ordered by him to operate, especially the interior furnishings, which is simply a big stage of Zhou Hui-style fun, and there are exquisite and rich decorations everywhere, which are dazzling to see. As soon as Li Zesi stepped through the first door, he deeply realized this.

The infinite sea of books and the endless wall paintings almost make people think that this is a fantasy and not a human world. And he himself was like an unprecedented pitiful worm, holding the sugar crab rewarded by the five princes just now, standing there at a loss. Until a loud bang woke him up. The sound came from behind the bookshelf, and Li Zesi hurriedly turned around to take a look, only to see dozens of books piled up on the ground in a disorderly manner, obviously just falling from them. The pile of books stood still for a second, then began to make a rattling sound and began to squirm.

Li Zesi was taken aback: is the book alive? The sound of the rattling grew louder and louder, and finally a few copies rolled down from it, revealing a bewildered face. Li Zesi let out a sigh of relief: It's just a living person who was crushed to the ground by a book because he was too stupid, but it's okay. The person who was knocked over by the book also saw Li Zesi, his face was flushed, he struggled to crawl out, and Li Zesi also kindly helped him move the book away, so that he could get out quickly.

This is a young man, looking much younger than Li Zesi, and two years older than fifteen-year-old Wen Wen, not tall, if he stands straight, he only reaches Li Zesi's shoulders, baby face, and his two eyes are already round. He kept looking at Li Zesi as he climbed out, and for some reason, Li Zesi always felt that his eyes didn't seem to focus on his face, but always slid around his hands. Finally, he swept all the books away from his body, stood up and said embarrassedly, "Laugh." ”

Li Zesi nodded, and after a few polite words, he asked casually: "Your Excellency, do you know where to put flowers and birds?" The young man's face was a little surprised: "Brother Tai is here for the first time? "Exactly." "Dare I ask which scholar you are?" "It's not a famous family, in Xia Li Zesi, a doorman." The young man bowed his hand: "In this case, please come with me, in Xia Yue Feng, the official of the secluded hall." Li Zesi couldn't help laughing: The scribe who buried himself in the pile of books? Seeing him smile, Yue Feng's face was about to spurt blood, and he hurriedly bent down to pick up the book to cover it. Li Zesi also felt rude, so he bent down to help him pick it up, and apologized and said, "Brother Yue, don't be surprised, I lost my manners." ”

Yue Feng picked up the last book and inserted it and replied, "I'm used to it." The words were very simple, but Li Zesi always felt that it didn't sound like a taste. But he didn't bother to ask, he just listened. All the bookshelves are not arranged in simple cascades, but through blocking and enclosure, forming countless small halls, as long as you walk into it, you will feel surrounded by countless books from head to toe. Li Zesi followed Yue Qifeng's footsteps, and he didn't know how many turns he had made, so he felt dizzy, but seeing Yue Qifeng's light steps, he didn't pause at all, and subconsciously asked: "Brother Yue's ability to discern direction is admirable." ”

Yue Feng didn't reply: "Distinguish the direction here, don't read books, look at paintings." "Painting? Only then did Li Zesi realize that the themes of the paintings pasted in the blank space without bookshelves were deliberately arranged. Yue Qifeng pointed at random and said, "The one that indicates the content and order of the book is the painting." If you want to know which district you've walked to, you just have to look at the picture on the wall. When you see the flowers and birds, it means that we have arrived. "Are these paintings specially made?"

"Of course not. Every day, a large number of portrait garbage will flow out of the Five Princes' Mansion, used here, the paste walls are too redundant, the ceiling can be plastered, and they are all pasted on top of each other, and there are seven or eight layers below each painting. Every New Year's Day, I have to tear off all the old paintings of the year and prepare to paste new ones next year. Li Zesi blurted out: "Why is it so wasted? Yue Feng's baby face turned around and tightened: "Your Highness the Fifth likes it." "This guy's wasteful behavior has a new trick every time I hear it. Li Zesi sighed in his heart, remembering that the scene he saw when he first entered the Prince's Mansion was probably Zhou Hui selecting from the pile of paintings, and the paintings he threw on the ground should have been sent here as wallpaper.

As he spoke, Yue Feng's footsteps gradually slowed down, and he stared at the wall, with a hasty look in his eyes. Li Zesi followed his eyes and suddenly felt familiar: it was a hearty landscape painting plastered all over the wall. The mountains and clouds crowded the picture to the point of exploding, and the shades of ink rolled wantonly on the paper, and no other color was used throughout the text, but the bleak air that rushed to the face was enough to make people feel chills. Li Zesi searched for the only painting memory in his mind, and suddenly realized: "Lingshui Pavilion watching snow in early winter? ”

Yue Feng looked back in surprise: "How do you know?" "I think I've seen it somewhere, it's otherworldly, I remember it very well." Yue Feng's eyes lit up suddenly: "Brother Chu, what do you say?" Li Zesi only hated that he knew very little about Danqing at this time, and could only reluctantly piece together what he knew and said: "I don't know much, but after seeing this painting, somehow, it is unforgettable." Although the painter may be a teenager, the spirit of the barrier in his heart erupts out in the painting, as if climbing a cliff, looking at the top of the mountain, the bitterness and happiness of life and death, and forgetting in an instant, just like ...... It's like ......" Li Zesi was speechless for a while, and thought for a long time before saying, "At dawn." ”

As if a flame had been ignited by something, ecstasy swept across Yue Feng's face, and his two round, childish eyes that had not yet faded actually became moist. Li Zesi noticed that his expression was different, and asked suspiciously, "I...... Is it wrong? "Nope." Yue Qifeng lowered his head and endured it for a moment before saying, "That's my painting." "This is the one who was ruthlessly thrown on the ground by Zhou Hui at the beginning.

Li Zesi put the purpose of his coming back to his mind, and Yue Qifeng sat down in the small pavilion surrounded by inky landscapes, and chatted at first sight. Yue Feng's life experience is very simple: he comes from a fairly solid family, his father is an official in a small place, his mother is from a famous family, he has an older brother and an older sister, and they are all married according to his own identity.