Jing Zetian successfully passed the barrier of the forbidden army's handle and walked directly towards the Wenyuan Pavilion. As the place with the richest and largest collection of books in Dahua, Wenyuan Pavilion has a larger internal space than it looks from the outside. After the breeze blows in through the window, the faint fragrance of books rolls up, 'the head of the house is fixed over the wall, and the window is full of the fragrance of the sun', which is refreshing.

The construction inside the Wenyuan Pavilion is also very chic, with rows of bookshelves inside, and there is a very wide distance between the bookshelves, and on each shelf, there are at least dozens of original books. If these unique books can be handed down, they will definitely become treasures of the country. Next to each row of bookshelves was a large wooden bucket filled with water and covered with a lid, and three or four small buckets around each barrel, which existed to extinguish the slightest sign of fire. In terms of fire prevention, Wenyuan Pavilion is the most strict in the imperial palace.

Although the outside of Wenyuan Pavilion is cold and there are few people, it is very lively inside, and many officials wearing red official uniforms are holding lonely books and constantly copying on the table. These people are the historians of Dahua, and the historians are a huge group. There are people who are responsible for recording the current events, and there are people who organize the past events, in short, it is a very complex job.

Jing Zetian ignored these officials and walked directly to the third floor. The officials who were immersed in the books didn't pay attention to Jing Zetian, who walked straight to the third floor on the simple and hard wooden ladder.

When Jing Zetian arrived at the staircase on the second floor, there was a red-clothed official sitting next to the staircase passage that entered the third floor. Jing Zetian, who had been to the second floor many times, naturally knew what this person was doing, walked up to this person, and took out the iron token that had been prepared in his arms. This token was given to him by Jing Kaige, a certificate to enter and exit the third floor of Wenyuan Pavilion. The token is one-third the size of Jing Zetian's small hand, which is very delicate, and the three words "Wenyuan Pavilion" are engraved on it in official script. Jing Zetian directly handed the token to the official, and then said: "Sixth Prince, Jing Zetian."

After the official checked the token, he respectfully returned it to Jing Zetian and said, "The sixth prince, please go up." Jing Zetian took back the token and turned towards the third floor, and the official guarding the door recorded it in his notebook after he left.

Different from the first and second floors, after the third staircase goes up, there is a wooden door, and the staircase to both sides of the wooden door are surrounded by screens, just like the entrance of a modern home.

Although Jing Zetian was surprised in his heart, his footsteps did not stop, pushed open the wooden door, and walked directly inside.

As soon as he pushed open the wooden door, Jing Zetian found an old man with white hair sitting in front of the door.

The old man had a complete set of tea sets on his desk, and he was sipping tea while looking at the books in his hand.

"Huh? Where is this doll of yours, how did you come here, hurry down, this is not where you can come in, is the person who holds the door downstairs asleep? The old man, who was immersed in the book, said with an unpleasant face.

Jing Zetian was speechless, ignoring the old man, and looked around at the situation on the third floor. He had been to Wenyuan Pavilion many times, but he had never been to the third floor, and he was already curious.

Due to the design style of Wenyuan Pavilion, it resembles a tower, with one to three floors, and the space on each floor has been reduced. The bookshelves on the third floor are very scarce, but the shelves are full of rare and precious books.

When the old man found out that Jing Zetian was ignoring him, his heart was even more unhappy, and he angrily accused: "You kid, didn't you hear what the old man said?" Hurry down, or I'll have someone drive you down." ”

"Who are you? Why make such a noise in this elegant place? Who gave you the right? Jing Zetian retorted in the slightest tone.

"You!! Ignorant child, do you know the identity of the old man? The old man seemed to have been bumped into like this for the first time, his face turned dark, and he said angrily.

"Humph! Who you are and what does it have to do with me, I came to the third floor according to the rules, why did you say let me go, I will leave, in this palace, are you more powerful than the emperor? Jing Ze Tianyi continued to retort.

He was originally a good young man who respected the old and loved the young, but excluding this kind of unreasonable old man, Jing Zetian really thought in his heart that this kind of old man would hurry into the ground and disturb the mood of others.

"I am the teacher of the current emperor - Lin Yan, you dare to insult me like this today, and you are angry with me." The old man pointed at Jing Zetian with trembling fingers, and his old body was trembling because of anger.

', this old guy turned out to be Lin Yan, the years are not good, how did you give this guy a beating. Jing Zetian thought helplessly.

Lin Yan is Jing Kaige's teacher and Dahua's emperor's teacher, needless to say, his status is very influential in the literary world, and the emperor must maintain full respect in front of him, not to mention him, the emperor's son.

The witty Jing Zetian immediately used his very tangled stunt, coquettish and cute, with the advantage of age, Jing Zetian immediately changed his expression, no longer as imposing as just now, and said to Lin Yan with a hippie smile: "It turned out to be Master Lin, the kid didn't know your identity just now, you don't remember the villain, don't be angry because of me, I'm here to match you with a no." ”

Jing Zetian was almost disgusted by his own appearance, but the situation is stronger than people, whether he is reasonable or not, in front of Lin Yan, it is unreasonable, there is no reason, just because he is an emperor, a literary master, a model and an object of worship for literati.

"Whew! Call! Call! You doll, you are rude. Lin Yan saw Jing Zetian's confession, and his tone calmed down a little, but he still looked at Jing Zetian with a reproachful face.

Jing Zetian massaged Lin Yan's back with his hand, while maintaining an apologetic smile, expressing his attitude of admitting his mistake.

"Well, yes, your doll is comfortable to press, don't stop, press it a little longer." Feeling the comfort from his shoulders and back, Lin Yan said intoxicatedly, he was angry, and he was not so angry in an instant.

Jing Zetian saw that his massage was effective, and continued to massage Lin Yan more hard.

'Hey, you're still too young, can someone who can sit on the third floor and read a book be an ordinary person?' And it's still an old man with gray hair, this kind of existence is generally grandfather-level, and you can't offend it at will, it seems that it's better to keep a low profile in the future. Jing Zetian reflected while massaging.

"Snoring~~Snoring~~" After all, Lin Yan is old, and his energy is not as good as before, now is the afternoon time, people are easy to get sleepy, and enjoy Jing Zetian's advanced and professional massage techniques, but after a while, he fell asleep on the table.

"Whew!" After Jing Zetian found that the old man was asleep, he stopped massaging, and then shook his arm to move his joints.

"This old guy is actually asleep, and his palms and arms are numb after so long, but I can see if there is anything I want now." After stabilizing Lin Yan, Jing Zetian muttered to himself in a low voice. Then he began to wander around the three floors freely.